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[eren.]

(Thanks so much! ^-^)

[RainbowChameleon]

"I am Different"


Happy
In Love
Angry
Excited
Scared
Sad

-Username-
~Sκuℓℓ Ƙιd~

-Full Name-
Christine Helen Nickel

-Age-
16

-Gender-
Female

-Creature/Ability-
She transforms into one of the dragons above when she is feeling a certain way. They are labeled. But she cannot control when she transforms, it is automatic. I guess I'll call it a mood-shifter.

-Personality-
Christine is pretty bland. She barley shows any emotion. It is all protective though, she would never be like this if it were not for her 'condition'. Her real personality is bubbly and sweet, and easily persuaded to doing things unless she feels like it is not right. She hates being pushed around though, because she is very independent and will do something that no one else will dare to do.

-Description of looks-
She has long, wavy blonde hair, and dark brown eyes. She is about 5' 4''. and loves wearing hoodies and jeans.

-Relationship Status-
Single

-Orientation-

Straight

-Other-
Am I Insane?
Maybe...

-Anything Else Important?
Nothin' Much

[eren.]

(Skull Kid accepted! Adding to front page. Thakns for joining C:)

[RainbowChameleon]

{Yay! Is there anywhere I can jump in?}

[eren.]

(Well, we just begun. Only EdwardElricLover<3, Shadow of the Insane, and myself have posted, so anywhere I suppose. My charrie, Nyx, is on her way to walking to the Autumn Leaved Woods. My other charrie, Stark, is already there. I suppose everyone's eventually going to end up there, since the plot revolves around the abandoned property therem which will soon be discovered. Hope thissort of helps C:)

[RainbowChameleon]

(Thanks! And the hunters are chasing them, right?)

~Christine Helen Nickel~
Christine walked into the woods, hoping the hunter was not following her anymore. She thought she heard something, so she started to run. She was scared, but not enough to activate her powers. She has been trying to calm herself the whole time, hoping it wouldn't happen. At the same time she was happy to be away from the bustling town and in the woods, she just hop it would last. Her shoes crunched on the sticks and leaves below. She looked around, the scenery was beautiful. Just focus on the forest. She thought to herself, just focusing on the forest would probably help a bt, but not much considering there was just someone chasing her.

[Shadow of the Insane]

Paris heard someone running, he lost consentration and dropped out of the tree. The small web like crown falling off his head.

[♪☾нυяяι¢αηє ιѕαвєℓ☽☠]

"I am Different"




A thin, tanned girl with striking blue eyes pulled on black denim skinny jeans and a gray sweatshirt, pulling her long, dark hair into a sloppy ponytail as she heard the heavy footsteps of her father ascending the stairs. Ten...nine...eight... she mentally counted down, getting slightly more panicked, as she grabbed her brown leather satchel and pushed her window open. Her lithe figure slipped easily through the window, and she lightly closed it with one hand before scaling the roof, then sliding down the drainpipe to the grass. She was positive that she had left no sign of her escape, and her father had barged into an empty room again. He'd never catch her skipping school. She was too swift, too quick-witted to ever be contained, and this gave her some slight comfort. That was at least one silver lining of her new faery advantages.

The girl sprinted across her backyard to the forest, and slowed to a walk as soon as she reached the cover of the trees. She was safe. She'd never seen anyone else in these gloomy woods, so it was okay to stop putting effort into the Glamour she was using to conceal her features. She let the magic lift, the sparkles returned to her face, the glimmer returned to her eyes, and her wings were revealed. Large, luminescent butterfly wings that glowed with swirls of iridescent blue. They were beautiful. She hated them.

[tide.]

[ would've posted by now if my mom hadn't closed my page xP making post now ]

Echo
Aliquam ◊ 17 ◊ Single ;; Straight ◊ Time lord

I walked alone. Just like I always did, just like I always had, just like I always would. This was a big world full of people -- but not quite big enough or full enough for me. No one was like me, no one ever would be. I was alone in the universe, and I knew that fully well. I've known that since I died. Yes, I do mean died. My family's car blew up and well. . . to make a long story short, I died in the car and now I'm in a new body. I look different, sound different, think different. . . I'm an entirely new person than I would've been if I hadn't died in that car. Complicated, I know, but helpful nonetheless. I weaved myself in and out among the shadows of the massive trees. The air around me was cold and refreshing, and the sound of my hearts beating was the only thing that could be heard near myself. Oh, and about the whole "hearts" thing, yeah, I've got two hearts. So yeah. I look completely and utterly human but I'm much more than that. And much smarter than that, might I add. I was stepping on the leaves, my footsteps weightless and soundless as I gazed at the beautiful scenery around me. I took in a quick breath and flung a hasty look over my shoulder. You never know when there's a hunter behind you. They're deadly silent and. . . well, never mind that. Let's just say being able to view everything that is, was, that will be, or ever could be is pretty useful right before being attacked. Sorta like precognitive senses. Anyways, I was having a perfectly wonderful time, who says I need to think about that? The sun was shining with a golden halo around it's burning yellow face, casting rings of warmth down onto the earth I walked on. As I walked, though, I noticed a massive dark spot out of the corner of my eye. Turning my gaze towards it, I realized that it was. . . a house. A large, dark, oblique structure standing out in the middle of a forest. I'll admit it -- my curiosity was peaked. Turning slowly towards the house, my hearts beating quickly and somewhat nervously, I paced myself steadily so as not to make too much noise on approaching. There could be anything inside it. Anything; hunters, other people. But as I neared it, I felt. . . safe. It was like it was calling to me. As my toes were not an inch from the steps leading up to the door, the call got stronger. Go in. Go in. Stepping bravely and calmly, I opened the door and I found absolutely nothing. It was empty, save some mostly intact furniture, some lights that were fading, looking relatively dim, but no more. I was alone. I listened closely, just to make sure, and I stepped inside. My footsteps on the wooden floor creaked lightly, and I brushed some of my rich chocolate brown hair out of my eyes. In hopes of finding something, anything to eat, after having not eaten for a few days, I moved towards the refrigerator. Upon opening it, I found that it was actually rather full, stocked up to the brim. My violet eyes widened, and I grabbed a loaf of bread, some butter, and some peanut butter and made a sandwich. I wolfed it down hungrily and sank into a chair. I'd admit it easily; it felt good. Eating, being under some sort of roof. Yeah, I hadn't had this luxury for quite some time. I walked over to a couch after I'd had my fill and lay there for awhile, staring at the high ceiling with the dim golden lights for a long time. I felt sincerely at home.

[eren.]

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"Close enough to start a war
All that I have is on the floor
God only knows what we're fighting for
All that I say, you always say more

I can't keep up with your turning tables
Under your thumb, I can't breathe."




"So I won't let you close enough to hurt me
No, I won't rescue, you to just desert me
I can't give you, what you think you give me
It's time to say goodbye to turning tables
To turning tables.

Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
When the thunder calls for me
Next time I'll be braver
I'll be my own savior
Standing on my own two feet."

۞ Nora ¤ 'Nyx' ¤ Xandra ¤ Yeagy ۞

17/♀/Single ♥/Fallen Angel: Affinity for Darkness

"In the darkness, there's no such thing as light."

I enter the woods and follow the path that has been paved. I stuff my hands into the front pocket of my hoodie as my converse pad silently on the cool somewhat-dried mud. I look up to the dawning sky, wishing I could just thrust myself up and soar amongst the treetops and clouds. I sigh as I knew I'd have to hold off that wish for now. It was still to light out. My wings twitch slightly from under my hoodie, yearning to fly. "Yeah, I know," I mumble as I keep walking. It sure did feel nice to get out of the house. This was probably my first time away from the Country House this week. I sigh and look at the scenery around me. It was beautiful, seeing how everything was in mid-bloom. I always loved the spring, since every year, it brought new life. Well, this year, it certainly brought me a new life. I always thought of the Spring my new hope.

I squint my stormy blue eyes as I see a blur of something...er 'someone' dash by me. "What the..." I whisper as I turn my head in the direction that it was heading to, a confused look on my face. Then I knew exactly what that blur was. My eyes widen and I hold my breath after a quiet gasp. I hide behind a tree, making myself as small as possible. Luckily, the hunter didn't seem focused on me, instead they bolted down the hill, clearly having their sight locked on something else. I exhale in relief. I frowned as I sercretly wondered who his next victum was. I closed my eyes and hoped that whoever ot whatever it was, would escape, somewhat unscathed.

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"This world will never be
What I expected
And if I don't belong
Who would have guessed it
I will not leave alone
Everything that I own
To make you feel like it's not too late
It's never too late."





"Even if I say
It'll be alright
Still I hear you say
You want to end your life
Now and again we try
To just stay alive
Maybe we'll turn it all around
'Cause it's not too late
It's never too late."

◎ James ▧ Stark ▨ DeCardino ◎

17/♂/Single ♥/ Shifts into Black Wolf: Affinity for Ice

"Yeah, I'm a bit cocky...what's your point?"

I continue walking, finally finding myself at the end of the mile long path. The scene was silent around me except for the continous 'Tap...tap...tap...tap...' of my feet quietly touching the newely blossomed green grass. I listen to to the sound of my footsteps, finding it sounded somewhat like the beat of a drum. I've always been fasinated with the drums, ever since I was little, so whenever I hear something that can be turned into a beat, I listen in. Ever since I've been...'gifted' with being able to shift into a wolf, my hearing has become millions of times better, so when I heard something trailing behind me, I imediately tensed. The beat had changed. Instead of the lone, solo 'Tap...tap...tap...' of my footsteps, it now became a duo 'Tap, tap...tap, tap...tap, tap...' It was like an eerie echo of my own footsteps. I recognized the pattern almost instantly. 'A hunter...' I thought as the nightmare of that almost fatal night flashed by in my mind. I knew I had to act...and act fast.

I senced the presence gaining on my pace gradually. I knew I couldn't quicken my pace, or else they'd know I caught onto them. Ah hell, what was I going to do? I take a deep breath and piece together a plan in my mind. I silently call my Fate-Given Gift for Ice to me. The rush of icey-fire rushed down my spine as usual and I grin mischeviously to myself. With one blue of a motion, I whip myself around and spread my palm out in the direction of the hunter. I saw them and our eyes locked. They were just about to run behind a rock, when my ice crackled to life, catching the hunters foot and sealing it to the ground. It spread up to their theigh before I finally made myself stop. "Don't mess with me," I growled. The hunter narrowed his eyes at me, making his face even more intimidating that it already was. I flash a cocky smirk at him before turning my back away from him and turning shifting inot my wolf form. Something in my gut was telling me to go somewhere. I finally give into that feeling and lunge forward, running at full speed. I knew tht ice wouldn't last long. For crying out loud, the dude's got a knife and all sorts of murder-devices with him. I wouldn't be suprised if he had a chizel.

I let my instinc guide me through the winding maze of the woods. I hear a faint shatter, almost like glass shattering, but more hallow and dull. I knew the hunter escape my Ice detour. My heart skipped a beat as I started to panic. I force myself to pick up the pace even more. I make a sharp right, my feet sliding out from under me a little. I stumble, but that doesn't stop me from getting to my destination. I saw a silhouette of some type of building up ahead. Strange...At that moment, I knew that was where I was destined to go. I push forward, giving all my energy in this last sprint. I approach the house fast. As the house came closer to me, i knew i had to shift back into a human. With one more powerful leap, I shifted back into my human form. I take a sharp intake of breath as I land on my feet and stumble up the stairs. I fling open the door, shutting and locking it behind me. I rest my back against it, my breathing heavy and my icey blue eyes wide with adrenaline and fear.

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