KNIGHTofSPACE's Charries

[KNIGHTofSPACE]

Okay, these are my characters, don't use them and I don't claim any of the art, they were not drawn by me and the arist's names will be add below the picture.
{ Past usernames: Spiral Kyle, Pisces Boy Kyle, KxR, Kyle Mikayusai, kylenomnomonyosoul, and the current one. }

[KNIGHTofSPACE]

( Drawn by Wolfpuppies )
Name: Leo.

( Drawn by White Wings )
[color=#00BF40]Username:
{ kyle in wonderland }
Dragon's gender:
{ Female }
Dragon's name:
{ Flora }
The name is cheesy I know, but I just couldn't think of a better name for her as "Flora" is pretty much the latin word for plant life and it just fits her so well and you have to admit the the name is absolutely adorable, no? }
History (optional):
{ The Escape }
The humans cries and shouts of anger rang out as they chased the young dragon throughout the deeply wooded forest as Flora ran as fast as her long legs would carry her. She had gotten into this situation when she had attempted to steal a shipment of fruits from a ship, she would never have usually done something so sinister if she hadn't have been starving and all alone. And the fruits had looked so juicy and delectable that they had made poor Flora drool. The humans hadn't taken to kindly to having spotted Flora covered in the juices of berries when they had opened their little bow and had grabbed their weapons with malicious intent. Flora had been running for miles now, she could feel her strength faltering and she knew that the humans had only just begun with their chase, they could be quite relentless when they were pursuing something that had decided to eat their food couldn't they? It was around the time that this thought entered Flora's head when she ran straight into a solid rock face and she knew that she was a goner, she wouldn't stand a chance in her starved state against so many well fed humans. "No, it wasn't supposed to end this way!" She felt tears falling from her eyes as she thought of all the things she had wanted to do with her lif. That was when her orb began t glow green, with life. And she heared the voices "fo to the left where the moss covers the rock face and run into it head first, be prepared for a fall into the waters below and continue forwards into the cave." She didn't have time to think, only to act as she did as she was told. She hadn't expected it to actually work and if she ran straight into the rock face then at least her death would be painless. What had hapened was she ran straight Through the rock face and she felt herself falling through the darkness. She didn't know how long she had been falling before she hit something wet and yelped as all oxygen escaped her. She quickly assessed the situation and swam above the water, gasping for air as she did so and swimming to the dimly lit surface, over by the entrance to what appeared to be a cave, was another dragon. He was all black in coloration besides the red scar over his eye and the white Egyptian style eye of horus on his hind quarters. "Hey!" She called out to him as he ran into the darkness of the cave, after what looked like a transparent dragon. "Wait up!"
{ Traveling Companions }
Flora ran after the black pearl dragon even though she could see nothing through the thick mist of the enveloping darkness and she heard nothing but the rushing of the river she had fallen into, even that had become a faint whisper to her ears as she continued onwards throughout the seemingly never ending tunnel. Suddenly Flora saw a soft, blue, iridescent light up ahead and saw the dragon she had seen earlier run into the light, she followed him of course and found herself within a beautiful cavern in which flowers of every shape and size wrapped around crystals which were emitting the strange blue light. Water fell from high up the smooth looking stone that supported this section of the cave and poured down into a crystal clear lake that somehow remained calm and undisturbed even though the water was constantly flowing into it. Within the center of the slowly growing lake was a stone pedestal, which held a perfectly round egg that's surface was smooth and pearly white. "protect it..." She heard the voices say to her again. "The egg must be brought up as your own..." She simply nodded and walked up to the egg, dismayed and horrified by the sight of the black dragon taking the egg in his jaws. Flora immediately sprang into action and pounced upon the other pearl dragon, causing him to release the egg. "Hey!" He said as I pinned him to the ground and used my front paw to step on his throat. "What are you doing with my egg!" She screeched at him, sure the egg wasn't actually hers, but the voices had told her to treat it as her own. "I thought it was abandoned and was trying to rescue it!" He growled back at me as he kicked me off of him. "Liar!" I snapped as I bared my teeth and extended my claws. "This egg is perfectly safe here!" "No it's not! The dead have told me that if it is not moved then it has no chance of ever even living!" I was more than a little confused about this whole 'the dead told him to' thing and encircled him. "I don't belive you." I stated simply. "He's correct..." saif the voice which had been speaking to me. "Who are you?" I asked out loud. "We are the collective life of nature around you, you are speaking to the plant's which have supported this cave for hundreds of years, watching this egg and waiting for it to hatch so that the pearl dragon will be introduced to the world. You are the one who is to ensure that this egg hatches, and it cannot hatch here." So I was talking to plants? "My name is Salvator" said the other dragon. "Okay," I said. "You win, my name is Flora, and I guess we should move this egg huh?"
{ Tragedy Strikes }
Flora had taken the egg into her care, traveling with the strange dragon who went by the name 'Salvator' he had apparently come from a small family that had been wiped out in a storm and followed the dead he had summoned using the power of his orb into the cave where the two of them had met. Flora had developed an instant liking for the brute (male) and stayed by his side through most of their travels, avoiding other dragons and people as much as they could and only fighting when they had to. The two lived their lives in secrecy and soon found strength in each other's presence. It was only a short amount of time when the two had fallen for each other and declared themselves as mates who would never mate, at least not until the egg had hatched. Until one fateful day when Flora and Salvator were traveling through the mountains as a quicker and some what less occupied route to travel by. "Salvator, when do you think the egg will hatch?" asked Flora curiously. "I don't know Flora, perhaps in the spring." Flora sighed and nuzzled her mate as she carried the egg in a lttle fastened sling made from some cloth stolen from the humans. "I hope it hatches soon, I bet it will have your eyes!" "You know that we're not actually it's parents right?" "Sheesh, ever try to have an imagi-" She was cut off by a horrendous screech and talons scrapping her sides. She cried out in pain and very nearly released the egg. "Flora!" Cried Salvator as he jumped to her aid and snapped his jaws at the bird that had attacked her. "Don't worry about me!" She screamed at him as she realized the egg was no longer in the sling and had in fact fallen out, and was now rolling towards the mountains end. "Get the egg!" "But-" "NOW!" Salvator nodded and ran after the egg as the female stood upon shaky legs to face her new found avian enemy, only to find that it was racing after the egg. Flora burst into a run as she, Salvator, and the bird raced to capture the perfectly circular ball of life that had come to a stop right on the edge of the cliff. Salvator made a leap for it, only to be knocked off course by the bird and ended up hanging from the mountain, five feet away from the egg. "No!" Flora screamed as she pounced on the bird before it could reach the now wobbling egg and did some rather violent thing to it, causing the over sized bird of prey to go limp. She ran to the edge and looked back and forth between her precious egg and her love, when the horrifying truth hit her, She wouldn't be able to save them both. "Save the egg, I don't matter! Save the egg!" Screamed out the male dragon as his grip loosened. Flora looked between the two of them, there was only one choice she could make. The choice that went against the destiny the plants had given to her. She bit the back of Salvator's neck and pulled him up, just in time to see the egg fall into oblivion. "NO!" Yelped Salvator as he made a grab for the egg to late. Flora didn't stay to watch anymore, she ran away from Salvator. He couldn't love her now that she had let the egg tumble to it's demise. He would think she was weak now and never look at her the same again. Flora had let their adopted child, the one they had been charged with protection, fall off the edge. She would never be able to face him again.
{ The End, Or is it? }
Ever since that day Flora has avoided all contact with others and still searches for the egg that the plats tell her is still alive somewhere, that it somehow survived it's fall into oblivion. She now lives out her days traveling at night and sleeping in the day, hoping that she can one day make amends with the two dragons she had wronged.
Why do you want this dragon?
{ I want this dragon because of her appearance mostly, I don't mean jusrt because she's cute either. I mean that she looks like a strong and head strong woman who isn't just another princess fairytale type story, she looks as if she has a story to tell about great adventure and loss. She also brings me what I like to call a feeling of peace. Long story short, I feel as if I could really write a story about this strong hearted woman. }

( I'll add in everything else later, but I'm on my phone and I have to go. )[/color]


{ Drawn by White Wings }
[center]Username:
{ Pisces Boy Kyle }
Dragon's gender:
{ Male }
Dragon's name:
{ Salvator Mortuorum }
I have decided that I will call this dragon Salvator Mortuorum as it is Latin for "Savior of the dead" and I think it has a rather nice ring to it.
History (optional):
{ The Purpose of your Power }
Salvator looked upon the empty ruins of what had once been his home. It had been destroyed by a great storm which had come and wiped out every living thing within his plane of life. He could not contain his cries of anguish for the family and friends he had so dearly loved and and called out each of their names into the ever deepening darkness. His howls reached all through the land and he felt a feeling go though him as his cries ceased into nonexistence.
He then looked over to his black orb which he had no idea the power it possessed as it began to glow, it wasn't bright and only noticeable because it seemed to be even darker than the pitch blackness that surrounded him. He then looked upon the plane which had been destroyed and saw to his great disbelief, all the ones whose names he had called standing before him. They weren't fully there, just shimmering images of them all smiling up at him.
The spirit of his mother was the first to speak as she began walking towards him. "Salvator, my son." She said gently in her sweet as candy voice. "Know that we do not blame you for your living, we love you always, and have even before this." Salvator nearly broke into tears, the only reason he had survived was because he had broken away from his family to live on his own and his very last words to them had been "I hate you all! May your life be taken by the winds and sealed within the gates of hades!" He had then ran away and left them all within the forsaken runes they had died in. "But how could you love me when I left you all to die? When I wished your deaths upon you?" The black pearl tailed dragon asked as one by one each of his family came up to him. "We love you because all of this was meant to happen, it was the only way for you to discover your gift." His mother stated simply to him. "What gift could I possibly have that was this important!" Salvator asked, his anguish returning to his voice. "Salvator, you are the savior of the dead, the only one who can help them." Salavtor stared at his mother as if she had gone mad. "But-" "No buts Salvator, you must continue to train your power until it is as strong as it can be, you must not be guilty and force the dead to stay with you upon this land, you must help them to find their true purposes and lead them into the after life with peace on their minds. "Mother I-" Began Salvator, before he could finish however, his mother disappeared into a vapory mist and his orb stopped admitting it's darker-than-the-darkness light. "-love you..."
Salvator turned and left the forgotten runes of what had once been his home and began to travel on his path to help the dead on their way, to give them new life without giving them a new life.

Username:
{ Kyle of Wonderland }
PTD's gender:
{ Male }
PTD's name:
{ Kai }
Reasoning for name:
{ I chose this name for a number a reason, all involving it's meaning within different countries. First, the Hawaiian meaning of the name Kai is "ocean" or "ocean water" which I think is pretty fitting. Another meaning for the name Kai (this one in chinese) is "Triumphant." The Japanese meaning the name Kai can be one of many, two of which being "Restoration" and "Ocean" and also "Recovery" I think all of his fit nicely do to his ability to stay alive under water for large periods of time. My absolute favorite meaning for the name Kai however, is the Swahili meaning "Lovable" I believe that Kai could be a very lovable PTD. }
Art, poem, or short story:
{ The one thing Kai has known his whole life: Death is something that no one can avoid. But that didn't mean that he wasn't screaming and crying as the waves crashed into him, pulled him away from his family and into the treacherous waters. His head went under and the murky water clouded his vision, his lungs were flooded and began to burn, starving for oxygen. His head burst above the surface of the dimly lit water and the cool night air made him feel as if he was frozen. Kai could no longer see the shore, his family was gone, he was alone. The young PTD flloated within the water. Kai drifted among the waters, that is until a wave crashed over his head, Kai was knocked under the waves. The dragon boy was pushed farther and farther under, the curent in which the male had become absored within, tangled and hopelessly lost in, kept him from swimming upwards. It was the first time Kai had feared death, the unknown. Kai held his breath, but knew that he wouldn't last forever. Kai looked down at his blank pearls and wondered if they would ever change color, envied the fact that he would never know the truth of his nature and his abuility. Then something magical hapened, a myrical that saved his life. The pearl began to cloud with blue, changing in coloration. Kai soon found that he had lived much longer than expected, his back hit something solid and he was carried upwards by some invisible force. The dragon was thrown into the sky with a burst of water and laanded upon the white sands of some apparently deserted island. Kai looked upon his surroundeds and sighed deeply, this was not an ideal situation.
THE END }

[KNIGHTofSPACE]

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Name; "My name is Xavier Lee Taika, the meaning of my name would be 'The bright { holy } meadow of magic' not much of a meaning for my name is it? Most Xavier's are conssidered to be tall, handsome, and strong. I completely missed that mark though, didn't I?"
Nickname; "To my great annoyance, people have fallen into the habit of calling me Xavi."
Gender; "As if you didn't already know, I am a male of course."
Species; "I am a hybrid, between a human and a witch."
Abilities;
~Clairvoyance~
The psychic power to gain direct information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the user's physical senses.
~Abilities associated with~
The user has ability to gain information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the known human senses, for example beyond their normal sensory range or when unable to use their physical senses.
Users are able to sense spiritual/psychic levels of being or beings of those levels.

Some users may simply have the information, without having to think about it.
~Ability names~
veridical dreaming: to dream actual ongoing far-off events.
scrying: to use objects to view distant events or persons.
sight sharing: to view another user of clairvoyance sight/show another what user sees.
parasight: to see things via another person's eyes.
3rd person perception: to see yourself or others from a narrator's perspective.
~Limitations~
Users usually have to imagine their targets, no actual images shown..
Requires concentration.
May happen unexpectedly.
~ A witches guide to powers and/or mental abilities
"As stated within the above passage, I have the power of Clairvoyance, or "Perception". With this power I am able to understand everything around me. I can sense objects or people within the same room with me or within a projected radius in another area. I also use my clairvoyance as a way to "Astral project" or: send my perception to another area or time. I can use my clairvoyance to see what other people see i.e "look through their eyes" or even watch everything in the third person.
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Eye Color; "My eyes are mixture of the colors pale gray, pale blue, and pale green, all spiraling towards my pupils as if drawn in by some kind of vortex.
Hair; "My hair is mostly raven black in coloration with random strands of caramel brown here and there. Over all it is an untamable mess that sits upon my head in whichever way it wants."
Height; "I am approximately five foot seven inches, a fact that irritates me very much."
Weight; "I weigh exact one hundred and twenty pounds."
Build; "I'm skinny, not muscular or round."
Skin Tone; "I'm pale, maybe a little to pale but that's my business."
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Personality; "Describing myself is never really a fun experience. Let's see, I've been told that I am quiet, reserved, a jerk, cold heart, paranoid, etc. Only some of those are true though, you see, I am quiet and reserved, But I'm not a maniacal jack-***. I can be rude sometimes, but only when people are doing the same to me, it's a form of payback. I'm done describing myself."
Xavier is the type of boy most people assume is going to grow up to become a serial killer just because of his preference to avoid people and stay in the shadows, watching them. That's not the case, he just prefers to observe others rather than be observed by them. He tends to stay silent for long periods of time during arguments before giving an answer that boggles minds and pretty much blows away any chance the arguer had of winning. Xavier isn't a mean boy, but he's not a nice one either, he prefers it this way as then no one can take advantage of him for being "kind" or scorn him for being a "jerk". The boy is the type of lad who keeps eerily calm in almost all situations, even if a normal human being were to be screaming their heads off, Xavier would sit there and stare the thing making them scream in the eye and not make a single sound other than, "hmph." When it comes to friendship, not many know what to think of the raven haired boy. He tends to be loyal to those whom are close to him ( a very few if I might add ) but some how distant from them so that they can't hurt him if they decide they don't like him anymore, for this reason, many people assume he is anti-social or just plain hateful.
History; "......"
Xavier much prefers not to mention his own history, I couldn't care less. Xavier was born illegally, the product of a female witch and a male human whom fell for each other and defied the laws of both courts, by conceiving of their twin sons, Xavier and Xander, the two had condemned themselves. The family lived on for five years after the birth of the two boys and remained on the run almost constantly, it was on the boys fifth birthday that they were all finally caught. The two boys watched in horror as their father was brutally murdered with the use of a power known as bone manipulation and as their mother was burned at the stake. The boys managed to escape but ended up under the care of the witches anyways, never to be known of their true genetics and that their very existence was illegal.
Likes; Xavier doesn't enjoy very many things, but he does appreciate the subtle music of silence. Xavier enjoys the company of his brother, and derives a great comfort from having his closest friends around him. He enjoys the night and the season of fall, or autumn.
Dislikes; Xavier dislikes more things than he likes, among these are:
Stupidity: He despises this, as it is useless and utterly annoying to him.
Chaos: He absolutely hates this as it's impossible for him to think during it.
Asking questions you know the answers to: He finds this pointless and just plain annoying.
People whom cut him off: He considers this a huge offense to him, as he never talks so letting him talks when he wants is highly important to him.
Strengths; Xavier's greatest strength lies in his ability to remain calm in any situation, no matter what. It is because of this that he makes such a great leader. Another thing derived from that is that he always sees things for what they are, and can always travel the correct path to doing what needs to be done to keep him and his friends alive.
Weaknesses; J In turn, Xavier's greatest weakness is his one and only fear, letting others close to him. It is his inability to do so that handicaps him, as he cannot create everlasting bonds with people for fear that they will destroy him emotionally.
Astrological Sign; "My astrological sign is Pisces, the fish."
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Orientation; Bisexual, leans more towards men.
Crush; { To be decided }
Partner; { To be decided }
Family; The only living member of his family is his twin, Xander.
Enemies; { To be decided }
Friends; { To be decided }
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© Form goes to Pisces Boy Kyle
© Character{s} belongs to me
© Picture{s} go to rightful owners

[KNIGHTofSPACE]

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c a u s e i n t h e d a y l i g h t w e ' l l b e a l l a l o n e
b u t t o n i g h t i ' m g o n n a h o l d y o u s o c l o s e

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๑ song :: "Daylight"
๑ ғfull designationɴ :: Lyric Lee Jones
๑ common name :: Lyle, Ly.
๑ age :: Seventeen
๑ ɢgender :: Male
๑ sexuality :: Homosexual
๑ birth date :: September twenty-second, 1995

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๑ height :: 5' 8"
๑ weight :: 125 lb
๑ distinctive features :: His boyish face and silly little smile.
๑ hair color / length :: His hair is a chocolate brown color and is often swept to the left side of his forehead to keep the hair from going into his eyes.
๑ eye color :: Emerald green with traces of electric blue mixed in.
๑ body type :: Lyric isn't exactly the tallest guy on the face of the planet, nor is he the biggest, but he does keep himself healthy looking by running.
๑ ғfull physical decriptionɴ :: Lyric has a very childish and mischievous face, with two twinkling emerald eyes and a mop of swept-to-the-side brown hair. He's not exactly pasty pale vampire dude, but he's definitely not super tan surfer dude either, his skin is pinkish-pearish in coloration. So in other words, his skin is normally colored. Lyric has a cherub like smile that reaches his eye's when he's happy. Overall, most people consider Lyric to be average in appearance and maybe a little bit to skinny.

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๑ memoir :: --
๑ personality :: Sweet No matter the situation, no one in the world could argue that Lyric Lee Jones isn't just about the sweetest person you'll ever meet. He has never in his life said a bad word against anyone he has ever in his life met, he doesn't even think to say them! He is also the type of person who always says their pleases and thanks you's and sorry's no matter what, if he were about to fall off a cliff and he asked someone for help but they said no, he would still say "Okay, thank you anyways~!" He only says things that will make people feel better about themselves and never attempts to put them down in anyway. He doesn't really take things like granted and values pretty much anything someone gives give, because he see's it as the thought that counts.
Childish Oh yes, Lyric is horribly childish, always wanting to explore the world and needing other people to take care of him as he does it. Although he is sickeningly sweet and kind hearted, because of his childish side he will throw the occasional temper tantrum, but only when he doesn't get his daily nap which he takes with his baby blanket. Lyric can't be given to much responsibility because of this as he would rather sit around watching the latest Disney movie or go explore the back yard looking for four-leaf clovers.
Silly Lyric is the type of guy who is always looking for a nice little laugh or giggling at things that tickle his funny bone. He's always smiling and listening, just waiting for his chance to use his cute little giggle when he hears something even slightly funny. He also giggles when he's flirted with and tends to flirt back in a way that seems humorous all on purpose to.
Curious Lyric is curious about nearly everything. Cats, Houses, People, The Chubracabra, you name it, he has a question for you about it. He is commonly asking questions that most people wouldn't ask to avoid sounding nosy, but he just can't help himself! If he wants to know something than he needs to know it!


๑ random fact(s) :: He's a vegetarian.
He's allergic to dog hair.
He's and only child.
He's deathly afraid of platypi.
๑ likes ::

Kittens
People
๑ dislikes ::

Meat
Platypi
Getting sick
๑ strengths :: -Considerate
-Sweet
๑ ғflaws :: - Childish
- Irresponsible
๑ ғfears ::
Drowning
Platypi
Heights
Clowns.

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๑ crush :: {~ Open ~}
๑ lover :: {~ Open ~}
๑ kinɴ :: He lives with his mother { Melody } and his baby sister { Harmony }. If he has any other family, he doesn't know about it as his father died in a car accident last year.

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๑ pets :: Mr.Mcfluffykins
Puppy
๑ phone :: Black Samsung Intensity
๑ car ::-- N/A
๑ living quarters :: --

[KNIGHTofSPACE]

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๑ song :: "Daylight"
๑ ғfull designationɴ :: Lyric Lee Jones
๑ common name :: Usually just Lyric, some call him Lyle or Lie though.
๑ astrological sign :: Libra
๑ age :: Sixteen
๑ ɢgender :: Male
๑ sexuality :: Homosexual
๑ birth date :: September twenty-second, 1995

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๑ height :: 5' 7 1/2"
๑ weight :: 123 lb
๑ distinctive features :: His boyish face and silly little smile.
๑ hair color / length :: His hair is a dark and chocolate brown hair that he normally keeps swept to the left side of his head in order to keep it out of his eyes.
๑ eye color :: Emerald green with some electric blue mixed in their.
๑ body type :: Lyric isn't the tallest person in the world, and he definitely isn't the biggest, but he does run to keep his form slim. { He's short and skinny xD }
๑ ғfull physical decriptionɴ :: Lyric has a cherubic face which is adorned with twinkling emerald green eyes. He isn't exactly Mr.Pasty pale vampire freak, nor is he super tan surfer dude, his skin tone is more like a pinkish pear kind of color. His smile is something that many people love as it stretches across his face and activates his dimples, so to speak. Overall, most people consider Lyric to be ordinarily attractive.

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๑ memoir :: --
๑ personality :: Sweet. Lyric is a very boy. He loves to be happy and playful, and hasn't ever, in his entire life, spoken a mean word to anyone he has ever met. Ever. He doesn't take anything for granted. He always says his pleases, thank you's and sorry's, and uses his best manners at all times. He goes out of his way to make everyone smile a little bit if they're feeling particularly bad that day and always makes sure to only say things that would make them feel better about themselves.
Curious. Lyric is a very, very, VERY curious boy. He'll wonder about { and ask about } jkust about anything! Some examples; Houses, Jobs, Pets, Places, Ghosts, Dads, Chickens, Mary Popins, What the heck supercalifragilisticexpealidocius means, even about the Chubracabra. He is commonly seen asking these questions just out of thin air as he thinks them and calmly staring into the persons eyes, just waiting for them to answer as he chews on his sleeve.
Romantic. Lyric is a total hopeless romantic, always wanting for some beautiful man to come sweep him off his feet like in some kind of sappy romantic comedy and carry him off into the sun set. Even though this is the case, he couldn't flirt for real to save his life as he would either giggle far to much while trying, or die of embarrassment before he could finish the "hey you" part of the sentence.
Childish. In a good and a bad way. The good being that he never really grew out of the sense of wonder that children have about the world. Everything is new and exciting to him, and he is always eager to see and experience it. He loves Disney movies and princess stories. The not so good childish side of Lyric, is a temper tantrum throwing brat. He doesn't do it often often, and it's only ever when he doesn't get his mid-day nap, but he throws his fits. Screaming, throwing things, stomping his foot, Mostly just screaming and stomping though. He can't ever be trusted with some kind of responsibility as he barely likes to take care of himself, he would much rather sit around watching Disney or explore the back yard than do something responsible with his life, he leaves that to the people he expects to take care of him.
Silly. Lyric is a very silly and smiley boy, always wanting to hear a new joke or just giggle about something in general. He'll often be seen listening intently, just waiting for his chance to giggle at something remotely funny that the person he had been conversing with had said. He'll also do silly things sometimes just so he can giggle at them when he thinks about them.
๑ random fact(s) :: He's a vegetarian.
He's allergic to dogs.
He's deathly afraid of platypi.
He can't stand being alone.
๑ likes ::

Kittens
Music
Disney
Drama { as in acting }
Giggling
Stuffed animals
Ponies
Being Silly
Exploring
Movies
Hoodies & Hats
People
Pandas
Koalas
Kangaroos
Puppies { Even though he's allergic }
๑ dislikes ::

Death
Illness
Platypi
The dark
Being alone
Fire
Scary Movies
๑ strengths :: - Considerate
- Sweet
- Kind
๑ ғflaws :: - Irresponsible
- Childish
- Honest to a fault { Can't keep secrets. }
๑ ғfears :: Drowning
Zombies
The dark
Platypi

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๑ crush :: Open
๑ lover :: Open
๑ kinɴ :: Lyric lives with his mother { Melody } and his baby sister { Harmony }. If he does have any other family members than he's never met them.

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๑ pets :: Zazzles
Puppy
Einstein
Mr.McFluffyKins
๑ phone :: Black Samsung Intensity
๑ car ::-- N/A
๑ living quarters :: --

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