by saint.EXE » Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:15 pm
woopie my last ceiral
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by mercury. » Tue Sep 03, 2013 12:56 pm
FITZ Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools.b a s i c susername;; Three.name;; Fitz gender maleage;; 17p e r s o n a l i t y☁ cold ☁ intelligent ☁ direct ☁- - cold Fitz is stoic. He doesn't react, he doesn't respond, even the most frightening events don't faze him. For to show emotions would reveal his weaknesses, promote distraction, deter focus. If anything should make him lose his concentration, it would destroy him.- - intelligent Fitz's silent, watchful nature simply give him more time to learn. By observing others he quickly learns their habits, passions and feelings. Useful tools. You'd never be able to tell if he was contemplating quantum physics or watching the grass grow, but with either it would have his full concentration.- - direct If there's anything he learned from his family it would be honesty. It pays off. Fitz has never pretended to care, never attempted to charm his peers into being his friends. He'd gain nothing more than a sticky situation.s t o r yThe rain pounded against the soft earth of the family field. It had been a mistake to plow it just before the storm struck, Fitz had known. The young boy had attempted to convince his father of it, but his papa was a stubborn man and wouldn't take advice from a mere nine year old boy, no matter his intelligence; it wasn't that his father didn't know of the vast knowledge of his son, but he was the man of the house. It would be weak to change his mind, show others they could walk all over him. He couldn't bare the thought.
Fitz peered out the thin glass of the old farm-house. The wood was worn and smooth, his little fingers resting on the ledge. Outside he could see his father, buckets of muddy water sloshing in his hands as he attempted to stop the flooding of his fields. He waded through mud, goulashes painted brown.
Time seemed to freeze as the sky broke apart into a thousand pieces, a crack of bright white light splitting from it and striking his father down. The little boy watched as his father swayed slightly then flopped over into the deep mud, buckets tumbling into the field. So much for clearing out the water... Fitz thought gloomily. It would be days until they could seed the field now, and a delayed harvest too. No one likes late crops. He frowned and tapped his finger on the sill then brightened as an idea struck him; with his father gone, he could take over, do it the right way. He turned from the window, and walked down the hall, a swinging open the door. He stood unblinking for a moment as he was assaulted by the violent gales and torrents of rain. After a little while he stepped out into the storm at its full glory, striding into the muddy field, paying no mind as his good trousers soaked up the muck. He passed his fathers still form and sloshed all the way to the abandoned buckets, picking them up and setting off to clear out the water. 
t i d b i t slikes;;
rain
flocks of birds
abandoned places
dry, crunchy grass
rust
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sunsets
sea-life
planes
boats
cars
l o o k santhro
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Fitz has a long lean build, like that from birth, much to his father's dismay. When he was old and grey, he would never be able to count on Fitz to haul the large tools and barrels of seed. His arms dangle at his sides almost awkwardly, hands just a little too big for his arms.
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Fitz has a long, narrow face with cheek bones that jut from his face like mountain peeks. His permanently narrowed, quizzical eyes bore right to your core. His hair is dark and just a little too messy. You'll often find him running his hands through his hair, twisting it or tugging on it mindlessly, leaving it in a frightening disarray. e x t r a shoroscope;;
Cancer
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Ruby
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Delphinium
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Apple Tree { love }
Of slight build, lots of charm, appeal and attraction, pleasant aura, flirtatious, adventurous, sensitive, always in love, wants to love and be loved, faithful and tender partner, very generous, scientific talents, lives for today, a carefree philosopher with imagination.q u i r kFitz has a habit of sleep-walking. Often times he'll walk right outside and meander around for a bit until someone finally points him back home. Other times he's woken up half-way across town, slumped against a wall. w h yWith a character this gorgeous it would be impossible not to try. I've been meaning to try for a ceiral and with this guy it was kind of love at first sight. I've put my all into this form and I hope you like it. <3a r tshown in formcredit for photo goes to plasmatics-life.tumblr.com
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by InuImori » Tue Sep 03, 2013 2:22 pm
Ⓤⓢⓔⓡⓝⓐⓜⓔ Scootaloo.
ⓦⓗⓨ ⓘ ⓦⓐⓝⓣ ⓗⓘⓜ: Omg hes so amazing and i really want one of these species so bad and i would be an honor to have one.
Ⓝⓐⓜⓔ Ceiral wrote:Hey my name is Flash
Ⓖⓔⓝⓓⓔⓡ Ceiral wrote:umm im a male.....
ⓅⓔⓡⓢⓞⓝⓐⓛⓘⓣⓨCeiral wrote: hmmmm if i had to describe myself i would say that im nice, shy, loud, social, lazy, stupid, and outgoing
Ⓐⓖⓔ: Ceiral wrote:i am 16 years old.
Ⓢⓔⓧⓤⓐⓛⓘⓣⓨ: Ceiral wrote:i am straighter than a stick.
Ⓘⓝⓣⓔⓡⓔⓢⓣⓘⓝⓖ ⓆⓤⓘⓡⓚCeiral wrote:hmmmmm well i have actually have two one is that i Take stupid bets/dares for small amounts of money AND i Only drink from plastic or paper cups because i cannot stand the feel of glass in my claws or mouth....
Ⓞⓒⓒⓤⓟⓐⓣⓘⓞⓝ: Ceiral wrote:ummmm i dont know.
Ⓢⓣⓐⓣⓤⓢ: Ceiral wrote:Im Single like a Pringle. ;3
ⓗⓞⓦ ⓐⓡⓔ ⓨⓞⓤ ⓣⓡⓔⓐⓣⓔⓓ: Ceiral wrote:im not treated bad im actually treated fairly well.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ Ⓕⓞⓞⓓ: Ceiral wrote:my favorite food is blue berry muffins. Yumm!
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓤⓡⓘⓣⓔ ⓓⓡⓘⓝⓚ: Ceiral wrote:i like the "Monster energy drink" thingamabobs.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓤⓡⓘⓣⓔ ⓒⓞⓛⓞⓤⓡ: Ceiral wrote:good questions and its blue.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ ⓢⓗⓞⓦ: Ceiral wrote:Adventure time!
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ ⓐⓝⓘⓜⓐⓛ: Ceiral wrote:hmmmm id have to say a.... Ferret.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ ⓣⓨⓟⓔ ⓞⓕ ⓜⓤⓢⓘⓒ: Ceiral wrote:i like R&B, Pop, and some what Rap.
Ⓕⓔⓐⓡⓢ:Ceiral wrote: im scared of Sharks, Sporks, the dark, and glass cups.... dont judge..
Ⓛⓘⓚⓔⓢ: Ceiral wrote:i like dares, music, weirdness, getting in trouble, and girls.
Ⓓⓘⓢⓛⓘⓚⓔⓢ: Ceiral wrote:i dislike quietness, bossy people, long hallways, kids, mean people, and stuffed animals.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ Ⓢⓔⓐⓢⓞⓝ: Ceiral wrote:my favorite season is Summer.
Ⓕⓐⓥⓞⓡⓘⓣⓔ Ⓦⓔⓐⓣⓗⓔⓡ: Ceiral wrote:i like sunny days but i like it more if theres at least 2 or 3 clouds in the sky..
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by izzydrink » Thu Sep 05, 2013 7:54 pm
Username:
Marta*v*

Name:
Komea.
ko - may - a

Gender:
Male

Personality:
Happy but if you get on his bad side you won't want to know him! with his talent he can get a bit nervy sometimes.

Interesting quirk:
Komea has the unusual ability to read other Ceirals' minds. He can also send mind messages but does not do that really ever.

Other:
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