by supernovacity » Tue Mar 13, 2012 11:56 am
Username:Darkness andel
Name:Killuteir (KILL-you-TEAR)
Art,Poem or Story:
Plop.Plop.Plop.Plop. Drops of water went by like the breeze. What was i to do with myself? Of course you can't answer that or say to my face because by the time you read this i'll be long gone. Everyone riduculed me because i was different. We were all different. Just in our own way. Speaking of which i hate it when people immtate other people for popularity. I was confused and didn't know what to do. I didn't want to go outside or even open my door. I didn't feel safe from the cold hot anger that flowed from the very epicenter of my core when mocking sounds were all that filled your ears. I didn't want to feel the angry and upset tears flow down my face,no. Not ever again. I waited until night and i bolted ran into the nearest city hoping for freedom from the laughs. So now you expect this is the part were i find peace into a home with a human? Oh no this isn't even close to the end. I was seen thanks to my bright colors. They took me. TOOK ME TO THE GOSH DARN CIRCUS. I hated every second of it. I sighed as i had to start another show but a small girl winked her eye at me. I put on my custom which consisted of a rainbow afro wig,a party hat, and a costume that itched and smelt like something died in it. I did my acts,tricks a dog with -5 IQ points could do.
I found out why the girl winked at me when the show first started. She busted me out of this ditch and took me home. A new home One better than the rusty shabby shack i lived in just a few weeks ago. She called me Killuteir. I liked it and it just seemed to stick. We shred many laughs and I hoped that this may entertain you for many years but do remeber a lesson learned is that nothing should be put on pestadel to be laughed at,not a picture,not a person,not an animal.
Why you want her/him: I love the design and it's simplistic so i can do art easily <3 (Espcially the 'OwO' On her hip)
Personality:Friendly but is shy. Guarded around all other JBDs for fear of being mocked.
Gender:Female
Won't waste more tears on yesteryears───════════════◈════════════───

nova - she/he/they
icon - pixels───════════════◈════════════───
Instead we'll carry on