About
Well Hello there
Hello, my name is Eye! Welcome to my small page here on Gaia. I practically live on the towns, it is there where eye can socailise without feeling different. Everyone is so welcoming in the towns!
Eye is currently making a clan
A clan for others like eye, others like eye. If you want to join eye's clan, just ask and eye will make the list here
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No-one wants to join? That makes eye sad...]
Sometimes you will see eye's colour change..this is just to do with my mood. Would you like to see what mood Eye is in now?
Red: Angry
Blue: Calm
Yellow: Thoughtfull
Purple: Happy
Pink: In love
Black: Neutral
Green: Sad
Brown: Tired
(Eye hasn't experianced any other emotions yet but fear not, she has mood swings often)
Eye's Past (in brief)
Eye was born an experiment gone wrong. Her father, as it were, was a scientist who could not have children. With the use of technology and a the liquid on one of his contact lenses, swabbed off with a cotton bud, he tried to create his own child. He put the liquid into a special solution, left it in an incubator for 2 years as he watched his child develope.
The solution was dark, and misty so it was hard for the scientist to see the creation as it grew yet every day he went to the incubator to talk to his child. He gained a love for the not yet born experiment child but little did he know the horror he would bring into the world.
A year had past and it was time to let the creation out of the incubator. The scientist slowly opened up the incubator and yelled out in shock as he looked down at his baby girl. Everything was normal, she had the currect number of limbs, fair skin and was functioning perfectly yet she was not the perfect daughter he had hoped for. Staring up at him, her whole head had been absorbed by one gigantic eye-ball. In shock he stod back, thinking how it had all gone wrong. A tear dropped from the old scientists and and at this the girl also began to cry. Tears flooded from her large eye like a waterful. The scientist stopped and looked down to her. "Don't cry" he said as he picked her up and craddled her in his arms. "Your not perfect...but your my little girl, so you are perfect to me"
The girl calmed down and cuddled up to her new father. She seemed to pick up emotions very well.
As years passed on, Eye grew up as a normal child would. She could crawl and walk perfectly well and could even talk. She seemed to be a miracle child. As she got old enough to play with other children her father would not let her out, in fear of what they would think. She sat at the window most days and watched them play together, envying them terribly.
When eye reached 15 her scientist father grew very ill. She would often have to look after him, cleaning him, feeding him and waiting on him hand and foot but it was not enough. She knew that he would die soon, she senced it, looking into his hazy and bloodshot eyes. He would often tell her "Don't be afraid." She cried a little when she was alone but she tried hard not to let him see. One day, she awoke from a night of little sleep to find her father laying lifeless in his bed. She cleaned him up, trying hard not to cry, and buryed him in the garden in his best lab coat. She finally let out a cry and wondered now what to do with her life.
Now, 2 years after the tragdey she wonders around meeting others, no longer afraid of what others think of her, no longer afraid of the "normal" people and now finds herself with many friends, at first they may have been shocked by she has seemed to grow onto people and finds herself often centre of attention. But she doesnt mind. She was never given a name and instead is called "Eye-Chan" by her friends, so has taken on the name.
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