[Offended Cockatiel]

Username: Byteme
Name: Flidais Alschemerz Miran
Gender: Genderfluid- Goes by male pronouns
Where do they live?

Opiate- opia - opium

Traveling salesman, lillypads
Giant Victoria amazon Lillie's/lillypads

Ahhh, how dare you

[ayomi]

Username: be my escape
Name:
Gender:
Where do they live?

screaming

[taichi]

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It’s time for you to awake
Reach for the next step,
And leave greatness in your wake,
Leave the doubter’s mouths a-gape.



Your choices color your world
Will it be green or black?
Will you make sacrifices?
Will you make them back?



The first step of success is in the mind,
We must first believe that dreams
Are not only made in mind,
But can be real as flesh and hide.



They may call you crazy,
Surely, they’ll say you've lost your mind.
But it will be you who laughs in achievement,
While they cry, having never begun to try.

●Forename;; Ayumi

● Origins;; Japanese

● Meaning;; Step or Walk

● Pronunciation and Simplicity;; Easy || ah-you-me

● Middle name;; None

● Surname;; Fletcher

● Origins;; Many

● Meaning;; Maker of arrows [occupational]

● Pronunciation and Simplicity;; Easy || fleh-chur

● Age;; 25

● Gender;; Biologically Female

● Sexuality;; Pansexual

Short personality ;; Determined | Clumsy | Easily Aggravated | Fussy | Courageous | Convival | Energetic

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● Residence;; To us all, a place of residence is a home. Usually a large and yet impressive one that'll be nowhere near an eye-bore. A place where you can easily relax, a place where you can get attached to what little, or even a lot that lies there. A home, a residence is supposed to be where you can feel safe, without a string of discomfort in the idea of destruction passing towards you. Our comfortable beds, with pillows that are threaded with cotton, that in reality feel like heaven on earth may be one of our favourite places in our house. The point is..What if, just for a moment we thought. We looked back to what we have and realize. Some of us that may have had that luxury before, no longer do. It may sound like a fairy tail with a happy ending, a sob story of which the author branches out to the reader's emotions. Yet it is not. It is reality. Meet Ayumi. A 25 year old who currently lives in a storage unit. That is right if you thought your mind was fooling you. A storage unit. Not one of little space. Small space [10x10]. You'd think with this being this size, it must be bare. To even breathe! Sadly not. Bundled up to the brim with boxes which contain previous prized possessions, previous memories of loved ones and everything. Not much the lifestyle you'd have wished for hm?



Former Occupation;; To live in such terrible conditions, something must've occurred. For Ayumi, it was her career. Her everything that she trained for, came crashing down because of two people.. Herself and the one closest to her. You'd be intrigued to know what happened? The exact day. 27th of August, the 100M sprint womens finals in the Olympics. The tension was not only brewing in the crowd, it was in the athletes themselves. Ayumi Fletcher, had slowly slid on her new running spikes gave to her from her sponsor. She had not used them before, and she had high hopes that they shouldn't ruin her performance as they were similar to her others. Jogging on over to the track, with the other athletes cheers of the high spirited fans had roared. Of course, they were nothing compared to the men's, but of course. Gender equality in any type of athletics or sports would not be perfect. As all the athletes had themselves prepared. The familiar sound of a gun going off had entered the ears of not only Ayumi, but the entire stadium. Pushing off her feet, like every other athlete she had then started off in a sprint. For the first few seconds she had stayed in the middle of the pack, but an all too familiar feeling had now surged through her body. Pain. In attempts to ignore it, Ayumi broke out of the pack, but the heel of her new running spikes had done the un-imaginable. Dug in to her skin. This caused her body to fly forwards, and with a natural reaction Ayumi outstretched her arms but her face had plummeted to the ground. Never shall she forget this day.



Current Occupation;; Ever heard of an ethical hacker? The kind of hacker that digs in to computer systems and networks in attempt to find a small bug or glitch in the system, of which is reported to the owner and this is usually used for the owner's behalf. Using a pre-generated system, whenever Ayumi can get access to a computer. Usually by going to

a library or pretty much any place where she can grab access to the internet. She'll boot up the system, and of which every time she goes through and finds bugs or glitches. She earns very little. It's around enough to thrive and eat.

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- Spurius [Owned By Claws] xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Orion [Owned by Capsicle]

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Spurius - "You.. You just..I can't believe you! Traitor!" xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Orion- "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there.."
Spurius was the former sponsor of Ayumi, during her times xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Orion was somebody who Ayumi met
of being an athlete. He was the one who had gave her many xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxon the street, and had accidentally bumped
personal coaches and was the one who gave her the running xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx in to. Before leaving she had caught his name
spikes that had ruined her career. She was and still is convinced
that he did it on purpose.

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all art by art_dancer
where she lives

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Hi, I'm Aj, and I want to keep this short and sweet! So pretty much, thank you for reading over my form!

[Bittertiffany]

Possible reserve. Probably helping someone tho.

[zacherie]

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“ I live alone
In an abandoned cathedral,
Where moss conquers the stone walls;
Where light floods in and colors dance;
Where with each step, an echo follows.

I often peer out, but I am afraid
Of being seen in the public eye.
A thousand souls staring at mine;
I do not need the introspection.

Yet,
I find solace amidst glowing lights
Cast through strikingly colorful stained glass windows. ”

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The Simple Life of Greer Joubert

Cart wheels turn on the dirt road, kicking up the dust that land on the cheeks of bubbly children, whose mothers gaze upon and fret, while Greer Joubert kicks up the dust from within cathedral walls and coughs, because the dust particles irritate his throat.

A bell tolls on a Sunday morning, and the townsmen and townswomen flock to the church across the street, to the cathedral clear of ivies and crumbling stones; Greer Joubert does not join because he does not see the point in visiting the other building when his own home has a bell.

Busy parents try to desperately placate their children, promising to return from the market with delicious desserts, if they would just eat their vegetables for dinner tonight, while the children whine and cry dramatically to try and bargain for the sweets with none of the vegetables, and in midst of it all, Greer Joubert silently steps outside in the evenings to pick some of the fruits and vegetables planted neatly behind the cathedral he lives in. Greer Joubert does not crave for desserts because he has never eaten one, nor has he ever seen one.

Children whisper good night to their parents, and loved ones plant kisses in each other's foreheads before they switch off the lights or blow out their candles to let the night envelope them and the town.

And Greer Joubert bids the town good night for the day, but the town does not hear him, for they are out there, and he is but one soul inside a broken cathedral.

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by ebriose

[necromxncer]

WHYYYY NOT

Username: Kleptomaniac-Bubble
Name: Prism
Gender: Male
Where do they live?

[NE0N-UMBR30N]

mark,might try!

[Tart]

Username: Tart
Name:Hawthorn Higgins
Gender: Male
Where do they live?
Hawthorn lives in an old abandoned church, which is thought to be haunted although it is just Hawthorn protecting his home from being torn down.
Outside looks
Inside Looks

[angelshy]

Dropped >.<

[whinrey why]

Username:

innkydoddle

Name:

mackinze or mack

Gender:

female

Where do they live?

nice cabin in the woods https://www.pinterest.com/pin/295196950549048294/ ( its big because she shares it with her friends)
living room : http://www.news-researchers.com/2013/10/lets-choose-nice-cabin/
her bedroom :http://hooze.org/the-traditional-log-cabin-bedroom.html/pictures-log-cabin-bedroom/
( she has the best room because shes the one who dose the most paying of the rent and other house needs )