My. Lucious. Vírus. Cruor. wrote:
- Name:
Lucious Vírus Cruor.
-Pronounced: Lucious; {Loo-cee-us}, Vírus {Vee/eh- rus}, Cruor {kuh-ru-oar}. - Vírus is the Latin word for 'Poison'. I'm actually not sure why I chose that besides the fact that the Purple markings on him reminded me of Poison. - Cruor is the Latin word for 'Blood'. Again I'm not sure why I chose that. I'm really not sure. But I thought I would fit. ^^"
Gender:
Lucious is Male. I see that this Beautiful Tree Runner should be a Male, not female. His design looks more Masculine then Feminine.
- Extra #1:
Interests;
- Computers (usually laptops) - Music (all kinds accept: classical, and country, and possibly some others) - Food (cakes, Pies, rolls, tarts, cupcakes, ect.) -Flying (the skies, the clouds, flying criters) -Stars (constellations) - the moon (all phases) - Games (amnesia, Minecraft, LOTR (all games), Assassin's Creed (all versions/ Games) Portal (1&2) - Shadows (just plain and simple.) - Friends (every kind of friend there is!)
Extra #2 (Optional):
.Art here. WIP. not doing. I can't finish or will find the time to.
Extra #3 (Optional):
"But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settles around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?"
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settles around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?"
"How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?"
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
Oh where do we begin?
The rubble or our sins?
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
But if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all?"
WIP. Almost done. Now If only my Computer's Java would work.....
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