[ t r a p p e d ] orphange, powers r.p. -- closed

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[I updated the rules. Read them, please. Jenjo and Unknown Child, feel free to post your form, but according to the new rules. sky. I think I haven't rped with you before, and you didn't send me a PM. ]

[coriander.]

Griffin Wry

{ "Come out of the things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head and a
Trouble that can't be named
A tiger's waiting to be tamed, singing

You are, you are

Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and the ticking clocks gonna
Come back and take you home
I could not stop, that you now know, singing" }

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- Name:
Griffin Cale Wry
- Nicknames:
He doesn't have a nickname, yet. Just Griffin. His friends used to call him 'Griff' or 'Griffy' as a funny pet name, but it never stuck.
- Age:
Seventeen.
- Gender:
Male
- Year:
11th grade, or a junior.
- Stereotype:
He's kind of a jock, and kind of a smart kid. He toes the line.


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- General Discription:
Griffin has the typical teenage-guy look going on. His hair is a luscious brown, although it gets lighter from the sun during the summer, and he spikes it up in the front to make it look messy. He’s always preferred shorter hair to the new style of longer, side-swept hair. His eyes are dusty hazel, glazed with a pleasant gold and small stripes of green. He typically wears long sleeve shirts, a lot of them with stripes, or button up shirts, and loosely fitted dark jeans. He’s all for the sophisticated look, and tries to always appear neat. Standing at 5’11” (just about a third of an inch short of six feet, actually), he is pretty tall but not shockingly giant, and rather thin. His muscle is nicely spread over his skinny limbs, giving him an athletic appearance to go with the amount of activity he does.
- Hair color:
Brown, varying between a chocolate shade in the midst of winter, to a dark blonde in the summer.
- Eye Color:
A distinctive hazel.
- Weight:
He weighs about 137 pounds, or just over 62 kilos.
- Height:
5'11" or 1.8 meters.
- Body Modifications:
He has a small phoenix tattooed on the inside of his left wrist--it's rather small, though.



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- Personality:
Griffin is a very free-spirited type of person. He has a bold and adventurous nature, always wanting to explore and find out more. He believes in what is right and just, and tends to be a little defiant when things take that away from him—because he’s a fighter, of course. A dreamer, he tends to be very daring and humble, with a keen sense of duty to helping others. He isn’t judgmental in any way, shape or form, and he accepts people for who they are as long as they still try to be a decent person whilst being an individual.
When it comes to adults who don’t consider teenagers ‘real people’ or treat them with respect, he can be a little prim and short with them. He likes to treat everyone equally, because there is always a chance, as he says, that the poor man may become the leader of everyone. He tends to question everything and tries to search for the truth behind the masks that people put up. A natural leader, himself, he tends to be very logical and can figure out plans very quickly—some, of course, fail, but the majority usually work out okay. Tireless and tolerant, he finds it easy to work with most people. However, if there is somebody that is extremely stubborn and not willing to change their mind even when they are wrong, he will get very irritated with them. He doesn’t like people who don’t stand up for themselves. Although witty, he is a little wise and often knows what he’s talking about. He’s a sneaky one, that’s for sure. He likes to fight his own battles and win them.
- History:
Griffin's parents were definitely a strange pair. They were a bit on the loopy side, as many of their neighbors always said whilst gossiping. Named Eva and Dalton, they grew up very normal lives and made it all the way into their forties before they even thought about having children. When they were mutually forty-three, Griffin came into their lives--along with his twin brother, Phoenix. The name choices stirred up a lot of discussion in the neighborhood, but the parents didn't mind what anyone else said.
Griffin seemed to have gotten all of the luck, and he was a completely normal baby. Phoenix, however, had weak lungs and and heart that just wasn't strong enough to sustain him. He spent the first year of his life between home and the hospital, and died a year and two months after his birth. It had a huge impact on his parents, who poured all of their affection onto Griffin whilst trying to get over the death of their other son. They had another son a year later, named Sebastian, and then a daughter two years later, named Willow, and then their final child two years after that, when the two adults were coming in on fifty years old. This last child, they named Caspian Phoenix.
At this point, Griffin was six years old. He was used to helping out with his siblings, and became a willing volunteer. To keep him busy, his parents put him on soccer teams, football teams, baseball teams, and the like. He filled his free time with helping at home and his homework.
Years passed and his parents got older and older. His father died when he was fourteen, at the age of 58 due to cancer that had gone unnoticed. His mother, already grey-haired and frail in appearance, was crushed by this. Griffin started to become very independent, and loved his siblings more than anything in the world.
Griffin ended up in the orphanage because of a freak accident. His house was very old, from the late 1800's. The electricity in the house came through a bunch of wires that were over forty years old, and had many flaws and faults. A loose spark ended up setting the basement on fire, and it traveled up the building, engulfing each floor. Griffin was fortunate enough to have the roof to himself, and by the time he was woken up, the stairwell leading downstairs was clogged with heavy flames. He tried to go through them, but in the end, it was fruitless. He escaped onto the roof and had to climb a nearby tree to get to safety. It wasn't until later that he was told his family did not make it out alive.
- Likes:
freedom
He's very much an individual, and loves that he's allowed to be himself.
safety
Although he cares little for his own safety, he prizes the safety of others around him.
strawberries
His favorite fruit--he used to go pick them with his family.
chicken noodle soup
He always had it when he was sick, and it became his favorite food for a few years--he has this amazing recipe that he made up himself.
clean bed sheets
There's nothing better than taking a long, hot shower and then laying down on warm, clean sheets.
dogs, cats, and birds
He never had a dog, but the idea of one always made him want one. He had a few cats throughout the years, and he really liked them. Birds always mesmerized him, as well.
books about magic
He always loved the possibilities.
strange movies
Even though they made no sense, he was always a fan of trying to figure them out.
deep song lyrics
Some of his favorite quotes came from weird songs.
fancy cars
Only natural, of course.
weekends and sick days
Even if he was sick, he loved the time to himself.
dancing
It's a form of expression, and he thinks that's really interesting.
- Dislikes:
reptiles
Although he thinks they are cool, he does not necessarily want to play with them.
greasy food
He's always been more of a fan of healthier foods--grease just makes him feel sick to his stomach.
chocolate
Many people find this strange, but he can't explain it other than it doesn't taste good to him.
people who don't accept the truth
He's very into being honest and understanding when you are wrong.
oranges
He thinks they are ugly and that they taste bad.
streamers
They are ugly and cheap looking.
alcohol
He tried it once at a party and didn't like the way he acted--since then, he's been a bit of an advocate abstinence from alcohol.
drugs
The idea just never appealed to him--he doesn't like the idea of putting something foreign in your body that messes with your brain.
- Knowledge:
He does know about his powers, but they are extremely shaky and unstable.
- Power:
He has the power of telekinesis that is closely related to molecular manipulation. He can not only make a full object move, but different aspects of that object move in different directions. For example, causing an object to explode. At first, it's a little on the difficult side when it comes to handling it, but after a while it becomes second nature.
- Side:
The Resistance.

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- Crush:
Currently, no one.
- Sexual Orientation:
About as straight as straight can be.
- Relationship:
Single | Open


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- Username:
TheCoriProject
- Suggestions:
I definitely like the idea of throwing in some twists now and then--maybe some dark ones? RPs where you just interact with no purpose tend to drag.
- Other:
Hmm... I might throw something in later.

[Jenjo]

{This is a work-in-progress. Also, could you open up my other slot? I don't really want it anymore. ^^" Sorry for being a bother :c I will add the history and add to her personality soon, as well as do up her general description.}

{ "The world is quiet here" }

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- Name:
( Tallulah Waters )
- Nicknames:
( Tal, or Tally, usually )
- Age:
( Sixteen - Born on the 27th of November )
- Gender:
( Female )
- Year:
( Eleventh )
- Stereotype:
( More of a Drifter than anything, really - people think she's weird )


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- General Discription:
( Tally has blonde hair that falls in slight waves past her shoulders. Standing at about 5"7, she's not exactly short for her age, and is around an average weight for her age and height. She's got very pretty blue eyes, which are framed by dark lashes. Typically she likes to wear jeans, but prefers shorts and hoodies. With a tendency to be rather lazy when it come to her appearance, Tallulah usually throws her hair up into a loose ponytail. She is a very quiet, secretive child, but what she really needs is somebody to put her trust in. She doesn't mean to, but she really does stand out from the crowd. People can be really horrible about her and she's been bullied before. )
- Hair color:
( Naturally blonde, although she has dyed it a light brown before, but now she's back to her natural color. )
- Eye Color:
( A very strange, bright blue tone, tinged sea-green. See here. )
- Weight:
( About 67kg/147lb. )
- Height:
( About 5"7/1m52cm. )
- Body Modifications:
( Only one tattoo and no piercings. )

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- Personality:
( Where to begin with Tally Waters? Well: Tallulah tends to be a very secluded girl, usually keeping to herself. She doesn't like the company of many and tends to keep to close friends. She's very secretive and mysterious, and rarely shares about herself. As a result, she is a very keen listener and rarely talks much about herself. Tal is the sort of girl that may not speak much, but definitely is capable of making her voice heard. She isn't very trusting and finds it difficult to bond with people. Usually Tally pushes people away, often feels as if she won't fit in. However, with those she is close to, she is very much so. To those she is closest to, she would risk her life. She's actually a very loyal, honest girl, and rarely tells lies. It is a rare occurrence for her to speak badly of people too, and she hates gossiping and those who gossip. She generally keeps the peace and when arguments and such arise she is typically neutral, until she decides upon a 'side'.
Tally likes to see and understand how things work. She's actually a very intelligent girl, and although she often responds "I don't know" it isn't because she doesn't. As a child, she liked to read and was more often than not found with her nose in a book. She read everything and anything. She never really paid attention to the word around her and as a result didn't mix well with others, ever. She was more intent on her own imaginings than the cruel reality around her. Tallulah was, and still is, often stuck in her daydreams. She has a very broad and impressive sense of imagination and is very optimistic despite her quietness.
It takes a lot to slash and burn this girl, simply because she's so difficult to anger and annoy. Tally is a forgiving girl, to an extent. She knows the difference between right and wrong but tends to be rather quiet about such situations. She's afraid that opening her mouth will get her in trouble. She isn't afraid of breaking any rules, but rather she's afraid that people will hate her and put the blame on her, even though she's already quite an outcast.
With her wide imagination comes a talented artist and musician. She works well with most forms of art media, although she's not-so-good with charcoal. She likes to doodle and often does so whenever. As for music, she is a very good singer and guitarist, although she also plays a little piano. However, it is not often that she shares such talents, and tends to keep these things to herself. )
- History:
( Tallulah was born to a regular, young couple, known as Elissa and Nicolas Waters. As an only child, Tally was quite spoiled by her loving parents. The couple gave birth to her at a young age, and the family were happy and healthy. With no other living relatives, though, sometimes things got tough, but they pulled through.
When she started school, the other kids avoided her because they thought she was weird. It was true, to an extent, but that didn't stop Tally being herself. The teachers became concerned that she was being bullied, which was true. Eventually she moved schools, again and again, and never really settled down well enough. Wherever she went, she was bullied or laughed at.
Only when she turned eleven did these events stop, and not for the better. It was during the summer, after her eleventh birthday. She hadn't been bullied quite as much and things seemed to be brightening up as the term came to an end. Her parents took her to the beach for a day, just like a regular family. Tallulah had been to the beach many times before, and was very excited. When they arrived and settled on the sands and had begun to set out their picnic. Her father, Nicolas, decided to go swim. The beach was rather quiet; as he was swimming, something happened and he began screaming. Tally's mother, Elissa, left her daughter and ran to the water to her husband, who was thrashing in the waves against something. Then she began screaming, before racing back to Tally and picking up the knife they'd brought to slice the bread and such. Being a very talented swimmer, Elissa swam to her husband who was being attacked by a shark. Stabbing the shark in the nose, Elissa injured herself. Managing to drag her husband back to shore, she collapsed on the sands as Tallulah ran to them, shrieking for her. A lifeguard bolted towards them and immediately called an ambulance.
Her father had lost his left leg, was severely wounded and died a few hours later from blood loss. Her mother's left arm (from elbow to fingertips) were also lost. She, too, was severely wounded and died of her injuries a few days later. With no living relatives, Tally was dumped at an orphanage by herself, with nothing but a few clothing items, an old photo album, a small locket and a black ribbon for her hair (which she now wears around her wrist at all times). At this point, she became even more enclosed than before and shut herself away from other people for a long time. )
- Likes:

• Carrots & green apples
• Music
• Art
• Looking at old photo albums
• Reading
• Daydreaming

- Dislikes:

• Jerks
• Cooking
• Getting burned
• Coughing
• Quicksand
• Crocodiles
• Running

- Knoledge:
( Yes, she knows of her power and has secretly been keeping it to herself. )
- Power:
( Water. )
- Side:
( The Resistance. )

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- Crush:
( None at the moment )
- Sexual Orientation:
( Straight )
- Relationship:
( Open )


-----------------{ . яɛα∂ мɛ ℓικɛ α вσσκ
- Username:
( Jenjo )
- Suggestions:
(Anything I need to add?)
- Other:
(Anything I missed?)

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[Accepted. To check if you've been accepted or not just check the characters post.]

[darlingdiablo]

{ "One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure Its worth watching" }

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- Name:
Ember Deboux
- Nicknames:
Ember, Emi, or whatever you can think of
- Age:
18
- Gender:
female
- Year:
Senior
- Stereotype:
Somewhere along the lines of a skater


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- General Description:
Ember is around lean, swift and pretty built girl for her age. Shes not all muscle, infact you hardly notice. She has a lightly tanned skin and her bright blue eyes {electric blue} stand out in the crowd. She has long, breast-length, red wavy hair. She`s been told Its cut `Emo` style, yet she hardly ever cares. She walks with a swift and striding manner and almost never smiles, but If she does then congratulations, you just completed the impossible. She isn`t as petite as she poses for, and her style inj clothing its ripped skinny jeans and jackets. Ember brings in a good appearance and hardly ever judges herself about it. But other then that, this blue eyed girl is your average {hah, she wishes} girl.
- Hair color:
bright red- her natural hair is red but she died it a lighter color.
- Eye Color:
bright blue- electric
- Weight:
125 lbs
- Height:
5`7
- Body Modifications:
Nada

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- Personality:
Ember is easily referred to as quiet and shy, Its just how the placement works for her in other peoples minds. Truthfully, they have It all wrong. She is quiet, but she can and will make her voice heard. She is shy, but only If she`s unsure of what to think of you. People around her seem to jump to conclusions about her, without actually meeting her. But surprisingly, Ember is best described as one word: Risky. She will risk it all just for one thing/person. She feels she has nothing to live for- and the only thing stopping her is her perseverance. She is a determined girl and won`t let anything stop her. Se doesn`t care what others think and prefers to be seen as vogue.

Now, you may have the idea of a quiet girl that suddenly breaks through a wall and becomes little Ms. B*tch. But no, again. Somewhere deep inside lies an innocent, loving, caring, sweet girl who only wished she was normal. She has her moments, and hates seeing people down. She does have trust issues, but she has every reason to. Ember sings quietly to herself at times- when she`s alone.You`ll never expect to see her cry. She`s built barriers and walls. But you should never see her break. Nothing has made her cry since she was a little kid. Don`t think that a broken arm will do that to her {nose, yah}. If you do by any chance, I warn you- she hates being seen with true emotion. Ember has an attitude and a mouth to match, but rarely exposes herself to strangers. She`s lay-low and sees the little things in life. Shes pretty independent and doesn`t take kind to people who talk way to much.

All in all, If she likes you- you`ll know. she has a sweet smile and a silky voice to match.

Remember- Never Judge a book by Its cover
- History:
Ember was born in a raised in the perfect house-hold. She had a loving older brother, wonderful and caring mom, and a dad who seemed to brighten her world each and every day. She was the girl at school who always rode in on a skate-board, preferred rock over rap, and played sports over singing. So you might ask- what went wrong?

At around the age of nine, Ember was at school. the office had called her down and she`d learned her older brother was leaving for the army. Her strong older brother, around nineteen, was her only safe-house when she felt all alone. Her dad could never acquire what her brother did. She left early, saying her goodbyes. She had clutched onto him tightly, and he promised he`d return.

He did return, three months later- in a coffin.

After that, her mother lost it, her father started drinking and eventually over-dosed. There favorite child was dead.
All that was left was her, and she became very belittled in the house. Her father was now dead and her mother was now almost never home. Eventually Ember came home to find her mother dead on the ground, a bullet in-head, and a gun in-hand.

So here she was, this orphanage. Ever since the age of ten thats how It had been.
- Likes:

.:*:. Rainy Days
.:*:. Music
.:*:. The People that seem to make things better
.:*:. Smiling
.:*:. Alone time
.:*:. Drawing/Sketching
- Dislikes:

.:*:. Liars and Monsters
.:*:. The Army
.:*:. Crying
.:*:. Cheaters
.:*:. Jerks
.:*:. People that talk WAY to much
- Knowledge:
Yah, she just tries not to talk about it
- Power:
She has wings. Their almost black and speckled with white- weird combination.
- Side:
Resistance

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- Crush:
Maybe...Maybe Not
- Sexual Orientation:
Straight, but has absolutely nothing against others.
- Relationship:
Looking for someone thats not like the rest


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- Username:
I n e v i t a b l e.
- Suggestions:
Nada- you got it down
- Other:
Nada

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[Sorry, Inevitable, not accepted. And TheCoriProject, you may only have one character.]

[passion.]

Shay Lynn Cassidy

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- Name:
  (Shay Lynn Cassidy)
- Nicknames:
  (ShayShay)
- Age:
  (Sixteen)
- Gender:
  (Female)
- Year:
  (Eleventh)
- Stereotype:
(A prep)


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- General Discription:
  ("Well, O think I can describe myself here! So, to begin with, I will start from the top, to the bottom. My hair, my hair. I guess it's an auburn color. People think its a dark brown, but I get so confused. So I just let them think what they want and make my hair any color. Doesn't really matter. I always keep it long, and silky. I wash it daily. It snakes down my back until it gets a little farther than the middle of my back. Then my face. Me eyes are a light gray. At night, it grows to be a deep gray. I dont tend to have short, or pale eyelashes. I keep mine thick and neat. My lips are bow shaped and my face is ovalish. For my makeup, I don't use a lot because it cloggs the pores. I dab on a little foundation, some lip stick or lip gloss, and some mascara. But for special occasions, I do a little more. My height and weight are medium. I'm medium in practically everything! )
- Hair color:
  (Auburn or Dark Brown)
- Eye Color:
  (Light Gray that grows to a Deep Gray at night)
- Weight:
  (150 lbs.)
- Height:
  (5' 7 feet)
- Body Modifications:
  (On her right side, she has a tattoo of the bible verse, John 3 16
 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.)

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- Personality:
  ("I am a firecracker of emotions that will change at any given moment. Unlike the Bi Polar children, my moods change accordingly to the time it is set. I know the time and feel exactly when it will explode into rash violence, or turn into a giddy butterfly. My main three emotions are hard to take in. They can be the worst...for me. Although, I have very minor emotions also that pop up unexpectedly...well about unexpected as it can get for me, because I know when my mood will change and only sometimes to what it is.
The giddy mood is my most popular and famous mood. In this mood I become a fireball that dashes to one center of the world to the other--Not litterally c'mon!-- with so much energy I can barely understand. It takes abotu five seconds for my giddy mood to kick in and before it does, most likely I will get a bubbe of happiness blurry through me. 
So, i guess all you guys HAVE to know, i am a huge flirt. Yes, yes, even girls have to be. I can flirt with a bunch of guys, and maybe even one of the fall hard for me. But please, don't get jealous, that's just stupid! I'm flirting, not falling for them! Get used to it! 
Though this mood is very favorable to myself, because I will most likely lose the friends I had made in that short amount of time due to the next mood change that might happen.
The quiet mode is the mood I obtain most of my for writing. I have enough quiet and serenity to get all the possible styles of poetry or novels I make in this time. This is my personal best for myself, because it gives me time to be...peaceful. 
When I get to the quiet stage however, what happens before that to signal what emotion I will have before I have it is a stab of utter pain. It peirces my stomach and makes me want to gag. It lasts for about sixty seconds before it dies and I become quiet. During this stage, if I were just in the 'giddy OMIGOSH' stage then I abandon the companions I had been around, but if it were the alternative and I had been in the outraged stage....I will break down and cry, possibly losing a chunk of my time to write before my mood would change.
The outraged stage I can go anywhere from yelling and screaming like a child who didn't get their way or chunking a chair in your direction. Before this stage I always get a thing on my mind to be mad about, even if I shouldn't be upset about it. Then I will start trembling and shaking all over before the mood hits me. I will then began to yell at first at anyone in ear shot.
 Usually before it ends I end up doing something truly bad even if it were jsut the yelling thickness. It would depend on how thick the anger truly is. Afterword, before my mood changes, I would drop down on the ground and go into utter shock where I am unable to move my body and I am almost paralized from doing anything. Even breathing. 
As stated above, I have other 'stages' or moods that I go through throughout the day, but I can't record ALL of them, so the major ones are stated from my experience of life. So, I guess I have a lot of moods. But it's puberty. Get with it.")
- History:
  ("History is something I hate to talk about. It was a sunny day with the birds chirruping happily outside and the flowers in full bloom. It was a beautiful spring day, almost the end of the wonderful season, when Kristi Cassidy, my faithful mother, died, giving birth to me. A huge blood loss was the reason of her untimely death.
My father, greedy and rude, was infuriated, but also so deeply sorrowed. He couldn't bare to depart with my mother. From the moment I let out a sharp cry, he hated me.
The doctors did all they could to save my mother, but it was too late. Her hands went deathly cold and her eyes shut for the last time. The light of the soul of my lively mother went out forever. I grew up by myself, due to my fathers disgrace towards me. I didn't blame him. It was hard to deal with my mothers death, and never once seeing her kind, gentle face, was hard for me too.
He acted like I was a nobody. Like I was invisible. I didn't mind that either. It was peaceful, and I was independent. Until the nights where he was drunk. He would drink his insides out until he threw the bottle to the ground and blacked out. It was horrifying. He would whip me and beat me unti li cried for mercy. I have the scars still, and could show you. They criss cross my arms like a constant reminder of my past. It was only when he died of too much alcohol in his system that I could actually be at peace.")
- Likes:
  (✘ Snow Leopards
They are fluffy, cute, and she loves them for their agility and strength
✘ Laughing
✘ Guys
They are hot!! And who doesn't?
It's good for the body. So she gets plenty of it
✘ Paris
It's true. It's cencerly the City of Love
✘ Dancing, Singing, Acting
She's good at all of them
✘ Music
She expressess herself through the music she listens too
✘ Summer
It's a great time for Shay to be crazy!
✘ Fashion
She loves to shop!
✘ Vanilla Coke
It was love at first sight e minute she took that first sip)
- Dislikes:
  (✘ Being Alone
It's boring
✘ The Dark
Creepy crawlers...
✘ Snobs
They think they are all that and everything...
✘ Rich Kids
They are always so stuck up to her!
✘ Thrift Stores
They never have anything good...)
- Knoledge:
  (Yes, fully educated)
- Power:
  (She is a shapeshifter into a Snow Leopard)
- Side:
  (Resistance)

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- Crush:
  (Hmm, she's a lookin!)
- Sexual Orientation:
"Oh yeah! I love girls! So clueless. I'm straight as a ramrod")
- Relationship:
  (Single and sexy)


-----------------{ . яɛα∂ мɛ ℓικɛ α вσσκ
- Username:
  (forever~blue)
- Suggestions:
  (She's dyslexic)
- Other:
  (Uhh, nope)

[diamonds;;]

{ could you still possibly reserve a female simple spot instead please? i am in the process of revamping a character, so it may take a little longer }

[darlingdiablo]

[Sorry, Inevitable, not accepted. And TheCoriProject, you may only have one character.]

{{ Okay, well thanks anyway for your time. Good Luck with your RP and have fun posting [or something x3] Thanks }}

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{ could you still possibly reserve a female simple spot instead please? i am in the process of revamping a character, so it may take a little longer }

[Sure, done. Only one more girl and another boy for the Resistance, the rest will have to be Orphans.]