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Username: Marzal
Name: Siren
Gender: Female
Personality: Shy, Slightly traumatised by everyone who make
fun of her. She has a small bit of depression. Nature lover.
Siren's favorite things:
Siren has a large list of favorite things, But I'll go ahead and list some off for you.
-She enjoys the Ocean and the soft sound of waves that it makes. It's so calm and
smooth to her mind. It follows her tempo and rhythm. Siren dances to the sound
of the Breeze and lays in the beating sun, Wishing that this moment would last forever.
- Siren has a small collection of Hermit Crabs at home, She enjoys to take care of
them and painting new shells for the crabs. She currently owns 3, Coral, Shelly, and
Algae. They are her heart and soul, And hopes that they live a full and happy life.
- Siren actually enjoys writing poems, Romantic poems in fact. She loves to watch
movies to inspire her to write even better poems. Most of her poems are romantic
but now and again she will write a Adventure poem. Oh! And I think I scavenged
up one of her poems right now:
His eyes are a clear gaze of piercing blue,
His fur is a smooth silk colored of a deepish Grey,
His smile is almost as a white Cresent Moon,
To the tell of loosing him, Thats all I can say
Siren's most hated things:
Siren also has a list of things she hates. And I mean Hate. Here is a list:
-Fishers. Siren absolutely hates fishers because of that one 'thing' that
happened. I'll tell the story later. But also, Fishermen had captured
and killed her fish friends.
-Tight spaces. Siren is claustrophobic, Which means she hates to be
in tight spaces. It scares her so much, It's unbearing. Siren can't move,
she can't breath, She just. Hyperventilates.
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The Tale of Siren
When Siren was a bit younger, She loved Nature. That's all she ever talked
about. But everyone hated her for it. She was teased, Hated. Her nickname was
"Hippie". Siren knew it wouldn't be okay, But atleast she had Nature to comfort
her when she was sad.
Siren was padding to the beach for her daily feeding. She often fed the neighboring
Stingrays. Siren loved the wildlife, It was her only escape to get away from all
of the rude people who made fun of her. They called her Hippie and never let her
get away from the rude insults they threw at her.
Siren sighed, Bending down with the small pieces of fish on her paws as she dropped
it down for the Rays. Salt, One of Siren's Favorite Rays, Ate the piece quickly, Happy
to be fed. Siren giggled and said, "Atleast you understand me," She sighed and dipped
her paw into the water to have Salt, And 3 other Rays rush to her paw to grab the fish
in her paw.
She felt as if nature was her only way to get away from those people. They were rude,
And hated her. Siren heard a step in the sand, Turning her head she saw one of the
people. She saw one of Them. Siren backed up a bit into the water, "W-What do you
want from me?"
The guy smirked, "I want you to go. Go fall down a hole, Hippie!" He walked one step
closer as he noticed he was scaring Siren. Yes, He wanted that. Siren covered her face
with one of her paws, "Go!"
Siren knew that the ocean was behind her. No other way to escape. She looked at the
Rays behind her. The man got closer as he stomped the sand, Scaring Siren into the
shallow water. The Rays swam to other places. The man laughed and walked off, Siren
quivering in fear.
The Rays nudged Siren, Hoping she way okay. Siren wiped the tears from her eyes, Sighing.
"Why do they hate me?" She asked herself. The Rays crawled over her arm, Making Siren
laugh silently. She patted the Ray, Smiling. She knew, Nature would always be there to
cheer her up.