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[Zombie Skittles]

ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ . ᴏɴ .
Ɖяɛαм α ℓιᴛᴛℓɛ ∂яɛαм σғ мɛ?
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long ago, there was a species that everyone knew, and heard of. they were called the dream weaves. humans and dream weavers worked together, they helped each other, and lived sided-by-side. until the human kind began to grow selfish and needing. they wanted the power all to themselves, and the dream weavers had this power. dream weavers began to disappear from humans killing them off. they decided that they should hide, to keep their species alive and growing. but as time went on, more dream weavers were getting killed. soon, no one knew the story of the dream weavers. they live in secret, acting as if they were human themselves. throughout this time, only a few handful of the human race knew about this species, less then half tried to help them, while the larger percentage killed them off. they are the bounty-hunters. the enemy. present day, there are only 6 dream weavers living. 3 girls and 3 boys. finally coming out of hiding, and out to the open world. strengthening their powers. but the world is ending. earth is be coming unbalanced, and people are dieing. dreams being lost. is hope already gone?

ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ
ʟᴇᴛ
ᴍᴇ
ɢᴏ
↓

[Zombie Skittles]

Okay, just to sum things up,
since youire probably confused at where I'm going with this.
There are six dream weavers,
they have the power to keep dreams, well dreams.
If there weren't any dream weavers there,
the dreams would become reality.
And since this world is messed up enough,
dreams are mostly nightmares.
And we all know what happen in nightmares.
Dream weavers also are illusionist.
Human's see them in whatever way the dream weavers want them to,
a fear or something good.
But it most likely comes out as a fear.
They need to protect themselves from the bounty hunters,
who are humans that know about the dream weavers existence.
They try to kill off all the dream weavers. It's just in there culture.
There shall only be two of these characters.
Humans no nothing of the dream weavers,
but they notice that the world is not right, it's unbalanced.
Dreams are becoming real, and things aren't what they seem.

The dream weavers count themselves in numbers.
Like number one, number two, number three. And so on.
They don't normally call each other by their names.
Humans and Dream weavers don't mix well.
They will create Nightmares. Not as in dreaming nightmares,
but a half-human half-dream weaver.
They are powerful and highly dangerous.
Nightmares are very rare. There aren't many to begin with.
That's why Dream weavers stick with their kind.

[Zombie Skittles]

ᴋᴇᴇᴘ . ᴍᴇ . ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ. ʟᴏᴄᴋ . ᴀɴᴅ . ᴋᴇʏ
Ɯнʏ ωσи'т ƨσмɛвσ∂ʏ cσмɛ αи∂ ƨαʌɛ мɛ ғяσм тнιƨ, мακɛ ιт ɛи∂?
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{. ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇʀs

➫ Number one : Lighter Robinson

➫ Number two : Lena Cunningham

➫ Number three : Caleb Cooper

➫ Number four : Lidia Vanderbilt

➫ Number five : Caspar Genet

➫ Number six : Ivy Collins

{. ʙᴏᴜɴᴛʏ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀs

➫ Logan Fields

➫ Bellatrix Jalila

{. ʜᴜᴍᴀɴs

➫ Zane Prideaux

➫ Alexandra Seunghae Keum

➫ Matthew Jones

➫ Faylin River

[Zombie Skittles]

ᴡʜʏ . ᴄᴀɴᴛ . ɪ . ɢᴇᴛ . ᴏᴠᴇʀ . ʏᴏᴜ .
Ɩ нαтɛ ʏσʋ ƨσ мʋcн. βʋт ι ℓσʌɛ ʏσʋ ƨσ вα∂.
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{ undying love ← ♥ → } { one likes other ♥ → }
{ they're not together anymore ← ∫ → }

[Zombie Skittles]

ɪ . ᴡᴀs . ʙᴏʀɴ . ᴛᴏ . ʀᴜɴ .
Ɩт'ƨ ʝʋƨт αиσтнɛя ωαя.
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silence .
page 1
Ivy & Logan

Rᴀɪɴɪɴɢ Mɪsᴇʀʏ
page 1
Lena & Zane

fatal attraction.
page 2
Lighter & Bellatrix

•│Mіdηіghτ Drεαmεr│•
page 2
Lidia & Matthew

C6H12O6
page 3
Caspar & Alexandra

destonation.
page 5
Caleb

~Faylin River~
page 9
Faylin

[Zombie Skittles]

Jᴜsᴛ . ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ . ᴅᴀʏ . ɪɴ . ᴛʜᴇ . ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ . ᴡᴇ . ʟɪᴠᴇ .
Ƨρɛακιиɢ мʏ мιи∂ тσ∂αʏ. Ѧʏ ʌσιcɛ ωιℓℓ вɛ нɛαя∂ тσ∂αʏ.
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↳ This is a high semi-literate role play. So I expect not 3 or 5 sentences, no, I want at least TWO WHOLE paragraphs if you want to be in this role play. Grammar and spelling will be noted as well. If you cant handle these expectations, well, then get don't join. It's simple as that, okay? Okay.
↳ Please stay loyal. If you must quit, just pm me or something, then I can find someone to take you're place.
↳ Keep genders even. I don't need a whole bunch of females, and like one male. No, make every male for every female. You can have one male though.
↳ This is not all about love. It's about survival of the Dream Weavers. Sure, you can have a romance going on, but I mean, seriously people? Is that all you care about?
↳ No major emo, goth, and scene people. I don't mind different hair colors, but not so many piercings and tattoos.
↳ Real pictures please! No anime.
↳ One Dream-weaver per person. Some other people want to be one as well.
↳ I will only keep a reservation for no more then two days. If it has to be longer, pm so I will know. Other than that, someone else will take your place.
↳ I do trust you, so there will be no codeword.
↳ No pictures in the post please, but do make them neat and pretty.
↳ I might add rules later. So keep watch.

[Zombie Skittles]

ᴛʜɪs . ɪs . ᴍᴇ .
Ɩ cαииσт яʋи αωαʏ. Ғα∂ιиɢ ƨℓσωℓʏ.
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I think you guys use your own forum. If it's not yours, give the user who made it, credit. Make it neat and creative. Something that would catch a person's attention. Detailed as well.

[Zombie Skittles]

So um... Extra post? C;

[Zombie Skittles]

"Skies are crying, I am watching
Catching tear drops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending
Like we never had a chance
Do you have to make me feel like
There's nothing left of me?

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper

As the smoke clears, I awaken
And untangle you from me
Would it make you feel better
To watch me while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken
But I'm standing on my feet

You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper

I'm gonna stay right here,
Watch you disappear
Yeah, oh
Go run, run, run
Yeah, it's a long way down
But I am closer to the clouds up here"

Skyscraper : By Demi Lovato

xxxxxx

| I ᴠ ʏ | : | ᴇ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ | : | the " ғ ɪ ʀ ᴇ ᴄ ʀ ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ᴇ ʀ " |



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let's get to the
basics of you
"My name is Ivy Collins. I'm not telling you my middle name. Why? 'Cause I don't like you." Pronounced EYE / vee. . Coll / ins. Her first name means 'Itself'. Creative right? Ivy believes that her mother named her. Ivy's mom was one of those drug addict, hippy people. She would always have a cloud of maharaja around her head. Not literately, but you know what I mean. She was born in a small hospital in Tennessee. Her father didn't want anything to do with her, since he wasn't her real father to begin with. Ivy's mother had affairs with many men, that her father didn't know about until when she was born. So, Ivy doesn't know her biological father. As you can see, Ivy's family isn't the greatest. Her father would beat her, and rape her when she was only seven. And her mother wouldn't do anything about it. But they both killed by the bounty hunters. So she lived on her own since then.
When you first meet Ivy, she would seem like a b*tch who doesn't care about the world, or anyone else. Someone who make everyone's life a living hell, since her is horrible. And that if she didn't like you, you would know because she would tell you straight up. But really, Ivy is just a scared girl, who hasn't been loved or cared for. She puts up the 'bad @ss' act because she doesn't want to get hurt again. Ivy is the type of girl who your parents would warn you about. She drinks, smokes, steals, picks-locks. Anything you could think of. It makes her forget about her crappy life, and let loose. Be a firework. Under this scared, angry shell; Ivy is kind and sweet. She's funny and creative. But would anyone stick around to get to know the real her?



the description of
you is interesting
'"Don't like it? Wait, of course you do. You keep staring." Ivy is lovely, I'm not going to lie. She has a slender, flexible body. Which is great for dancing with. She has the beat and the moves. She let's the music move through her, in a sexy, or seductive way. Maybe peaceful, or just wild. She's got it. Her legs are short, so she would have to look up at people instead of down. Her arms are the appropriate size, her hands are small, with thin fingers. Good to play the piano with, but she doesn't. Ivy has long blond hair, that is naturally wavy, Sometimes one side is wavier then other times. It's so unpredictable. It's like a tumble of blonde seaweed. Her hair reaches about the middle of her ribs, or right below her breast. Sometimes the ends curl in a tease. Her head is in a oval some-what shape. With a smooth and clear skin. Though, she has suffered pimples, but there aren't many scars. Her eye are a bright, captivating green. They are simple beautiful, but she hates them. Her nose is small, like one of those button noses, but her lips are full and luscious. Like a cloud. Wouldn't you like to kiss them?



do you actually
love someone?
"Pass. For life." Ivy is single, and it's not likely that she would find anyone soon. Ivy is more of one of those girls who can totally forget guys as someone she would go out with. But yet, she is more like a friend. Someone who everyone could be best friends with. If you got what it takes. She hates those cocky, full of themselves types of guys. They just make her mad, why would anyone like someone like that? It seems like they are to in love with themselves, and not ready for a relationship. If you haven't noticed already, Ivy is straight. She's always has been. She just likes guys, girls are more on the friend side. And will stay that way. Her type of guy would be someone who is creative, they can't boring and lifeless. And that goes onto the next turn on, he has to have a sense of humor, she would most likely fall for someone who could make her laugh. Even when she's upset. Whoever can make her laugh, your in. But, they would have to laugh at her too. Ivy loves to make people laugh. And of course, they would have to be a good friend, and not someone who would push her to far. If you like banging on the first date, Ivy is not the type of girl. She likes to get to know people more.



my personal
belongings
"Just a few things I need to have to get along with my life." To start out with, There's her knit hat, she loves this hat, you would see her wear it almost everyday. Through the winter to the summer. Then there's her lucky guitar pick, its sliver but looks 3-d. It's weird looking. She plays guitar a little bit, and this was her first pick, and she keeps it in her pocket. Then there's her favorite silver chain she has on everyday of her life. She doesn't have any little charm on it, it's just this chain.

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© of this character goes to me.
© of form goes to fin.
© of these pictures go to whom ever owns them.

"I know the sun still shines when you're not around
I'm taking it easy in the worst part of town
And now i find that it wasn't meant to last
I got one thing to say and that's
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss

I want some money
I want some fame
Want everybody
To know my name
Want you to see me
In shining lights
Think about me when your with him that night

I know the sun still shines when you're not around
I'm taking it easy in the worst part of town
And now I find that it wasn't meant to last
I got one thing to say and that's
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss
Yeah

I wrote a letter
I never sent
But I forgotten
Just how it went
It doesn't matter that much to me
Yours is the last face I ever want see

Because the sun still shines when you're not around
I'm taking it easy in the worst part of town
And now I find that it wasn't meant to last
I got one thing to say and that's
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss

The sun still shines when you're not around
I'm taking it easy in the worst part of town
And now I find that it wasn't meant to last
I got one thing to say and that's
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss
Thanks for nothing kiss my @ss"

Thanks for nothing : The Downtown fiction

xxx

| ʟ ᴏ ɢ ᴀ ɴ | : | ᴇ ɪ ɢ ʜ ᴛ ᴇ ᴇ ɴ | : | the " ғ ʀ ɪ ᴇ ɴ ᴅ " |



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let's get to the
basics of you
"Logan Lake Fields. Call me Lake." Logan Lake Fields goes by Lake, because, well no one really knows for sure. He's just always been called his middle name for some reason. He likes his first name equally with his middle. So Logan or Lake is fine. But you should be closer with him to call him Logan. Like a friend, no stranger should use Logan. That's the way he likes it. If you disagree, well it's not up to you now is it? Lake was born eighteen years ago. He never meant his mother, she died while giving birth to him. His father, taught him everything he knows. His father is his idol. Though, the old man passed away long ago. And Lake is filling in his shoes.
Lake, he's a ladies man. And the way he gets them, is by being a charmer, but yet a weirdo. He really does like his ladies. Very kind, and caring. He's someone who knows how to flirt, and treat someone in a way that makes your warm inside. He has this thing about him, when he looks you in the eye and smiles, it's like watching fireworks. And he knows it too. Lots of experience with this. He doesn't use this normally, unless he likes someone. With everyone, he flirts. Its just they type of person he is. Its in his genes. He likes to make girls fall to his feet, but not in praise, that type of way makes him mad. Because some guys like girls drooling over them for fun. He cant help if girls like him. He's just a friendly person who has girls liking him. Not his problem. Lake is a idiot. He is oblivious if someone likes him. Or if someone hates him. He would just keep talking to them as if they were just friends. From your prospective, it might be irritating because he wouldn't show lovey-dovey affection back. Or if you hate him, and you just want him to stop and go away, then its because he would talk to you if you guys were best friends. He doesn't know when to stop. Which is bad because then it could get him in a lot of trouble. Like if he was speaking his mind, and that happens a lot like most of the time he speaks, then he might slip and say something that would get people mad at him. You just gotta get in his face and say stop. Then he would close his mouth. Lake would start something if needed, such as a riot, he would begin it. With out any hesitation. A fight? Yep. Indeed he would begin it. Sometimes he would not always win. But that doesn't mean he wouldn't get right back up. Instead Lake would probably jump back onto his feet and brush it off like it was nothing. Yeah, it might make him less popular to his friends. But he could always win them back. Girls, the charming smile, and guys just have a fun chat.



the description of
you is interesting
"I know, I make a sexy lady." As you can see, Lake is cut. but he's not some body builder. He hates being so ripped. But he's got to have some muscles. He doesn't have that bieber hair. That's WAY over done, no he has short and spike hair, that if you run your hands through, it leaves a odd, but cool sensation. His eyes are a warm brown, nothing to special, but yet they could still melt your heart. Is nose is quite large. It turns upwards at the end. Underneath is his thin lips, that frame a pearly white smile. Lake is pretty tall, 6'4" let's say. He's use to being called giraffe and looking down at people. He a pretty fast runner, thanks to his long legs. When he was younger, he ran track.



do you actually
love someone?
"I can't focus on that right now." Though, Lake is usually with someone, he likes to have someone to talk to. But he's single at the moment. He doesn't care, shockingly. He needs to stay focused on the dream weavers. He likes a girl that he can chase after, someone that would make him prove himself to the girl. If she doesn't, well that means that she's clearly desperate, and it won't work out at all. He's had many girlfriends before, he's experienced. He doesn't like those clingy, stupid chicks, that just annoys him. Why do they have to act like that? It doesn't make any sense.



my personal
belongings
"I don't really have anything..." There's his clothes, and shoes. And some hats, but the real thing that he most adores is his little pocket knife his father gave him before he died. That's the one thing that means most to him. He's a guy, they don't have much objects that mean the life to him. But he does love his little companion Scout, he found on the streets.

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© of this character goes to me.
© of form goes to fin.
© of these pictures go to whom ever owns them.

I know that Lake's forum is all... weird. I tried fixing it. It's not working, so... Just ignore it if you can. Thanks.

[delete please-]

reserved for one female dream-weaver and male human c; | by the way, the thread looks amazing. ^-^

Credits go to BlindeSquirrel for the wonderful form. c:
Characters belong to me, of course, do not use them in any way. >.>
And image credits go to their original owners.

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Name: Lena Zuri Cunningham
Nickname: Just call her Lena or Zuri.
The dream-weavers can call her Two.
Gender: Female, lady, chick, gal, etc.
Age: Seventeen years of age.
Crush: None yet.
GF/BF: None, clearly.
Orientation: Bi-sexual. Love is love, after all.
Species: Dream weaver.

Sweet and affectionate. Lena truly is a sweetheart, not ever looking to be cold or cantankerous when around people that she considers her comrades or friends. Throughout her life she had been raised with assisting others and taking care of those around her, thus gaining her endearing demeanor. She always gives a vibrant, lustrous smile whenever around others, partly to give herself a good impression and to have them smile back as well. Something about the girl's smiles bring a smile upon the lips of others. The reason for that remains undetermined. In addition to her delicate nature comes Lena's affection, which she gives to all. Whether it be a young child or an elderly, Lena let's them know that she's there, and sometimes she even shows a fondness towards a person who has a high intelligence or interesting stories to tell. Her sweet and affectionate natures complement one another rather well, creating this branch of her personality.

A rose with her thorns. Even with her endearing nature, Lena is a magnificent, stunning rose with her thorns that may prick anyone if the wrong move is made. Meaning, her temper could flare. Her temper isn't something to worry about at all, as it is rarely seen. It is rather difficult to anger or rile her, or even bring out a bitter nature. The only factors that could spark her irritation are people that bring down others emotionally/mentally, or those conceited brats who do wrong. But even with her temper, Lena never raises a hand to fight, not at all. Rather, she snaps a few sentences perhaps, or just gives a predatory glare that really isn't menacing at all. Even though she isn't violent during her temperamental moments, her words can sometimes be just as effective as a slap, but afterward she might cool down and regret something she'd said. Really, her temper is just a reaction to something that displeases her or someone else. It is short-lived and subsides after a few brief moments.

Headstrong and defiant. Despite being a soft-hearted lass, Lena can be quite headstrong when it comes to certain situations. If she sees something that doesn't seem right at all, she sticks along with what she thinks is best, or she'll put up a small stand for as long as she could before she is persuaded. When it comes to taking orders, Lena only obliges the requests of the people whom she respects or know have a good heart, but if some random, malicious-looking stranger comes along and orders her to do something that doesn't seem right, she'll refuse at once. Sometimes when someone close to her asks her to perform a specific task, if she sees no benefits or nothing positive about it, she'll defiantly refuse as well. It really depends on the situation and how she sees the outcome of each choice possible. The situation is what determines her level of defiance. Usually, though, Lena will oblige, seeing that people won't usually make her do something that will discomfort her.

Mournful and deceiving. Beneath that blithe, endearing display of hers, Lena truly isn't as ecstatic as people perceive her to be. In truth, Lena mourns the loss of her beloved mother, even after two years have passed since her passing, or rather, her murder. Because Lena wasn't attached that well to her father, who was killed when she was only seven, she had moved on from his death, accepting the fact that he was died - murdered, yet again to be exact. But her mother was the world to her, the one individual who always held her hand when walking down the street, the one who held her when she had a bad dream and woke up crying, the one who was always there for her when she needed her.. And Lena witnessed her mother's death all to clearly and narrowly escaped with her own life. But since that day, Lena was mourning her mother's death day by day, even two years later to the present she still cries, unable to accept the fact that her mother was gone. She's gone into a hidden depression, where she cries when alone, feeling that dreadful emptiness within her heart whenever her thoughts trailed over to her mother. Because she doesn't want anyone to worry for her, Lena puts on a bright display to deceive them, make them think that she is happy and vigorous as ever. But if they see past what she shows on the outside and actually look into her, they'll see that she's saddened, suffering from the memories that continue to haunt her, the emptiness from the gaping hole that her mother's death had left.. She won't admit it, but she wants someone to see that she's mourning so they could help her cope.

Soft-hearted, caring, yet strong and determined. Moving back to the benevolent segment of her personality. Lena has a very soft heart, and will help just about anything in need, whether it be an injured animal or a young child. When she sees anything in distress, she can't help but go over and attempt to bring help to it. As anyone could see, Lena has many soft spots, thus making her a very caring individual with a high determination to bring help that is needed to the ones who need it. But even with multiple soft spots, Lena remains strong, almost as though keeping a shield around herself to keep from being taken advantage of. She's been used in the past, and after being toyed around with for far too long, she'd gained a stronger stance, and now will not let anyone find a loophole to hook into. But this stance is not strong enough to completely annihilate those soft spots of hers, though, so it could still be shattered..

Talented, rising up with her voice. Rather self-explanatory. Lena has one talent that she favors above all else, and it is her passion as well: singing. She was blessed with the seemingly perfect voice sweet as honey, smooth as silk, yet powerful. With her singing, there isn't auto-tune needed, as she reaches every pitch with smooth ease. Her voice is the sort to be compared to the voices of Sierra Kusterbeck from VersaEmerge and Sharon Den Adel from Within Temptation. When she sings, her voice sounds like a mixture of them both, which is why she tends to sing the songs from either band. Ironically enough, she is inspired by Sierra and Sharon. Lena simply adores singing and isn't afraid to step up to a mike and just let her voice engulf her and the people who stop by to watch. She will sing for anyone if they ask, but they better be fans of the bands that she favors, as she only sings songs from those. Nonetheless, her voice is something that anyone would love to listen to.

The peacekeeper. Lena despises violence and sees no point in it. In the past she was involved in a protest against war, as it takes the lives of too many young men and women who could have had an amazing future ahead of them. Honestly, why do guns and tanks have to be there to settle things? That would only make things worse, in her opinion. Moving away from wars, Lena despises fights in general, especially when they aroused from arguments. When she's caught in an argument between two individuals, Lena tries her best to douse the flames with words, keeping distance between the two while speaking soothingly and rationally, trying to coax them out of their intentions of harming one another. She herself never would bring herself to afflict an injury upon another, no matter how angry and bitter she would be. If there ever is a conflict, Lena always pursues the solution to it, no matter what it is. She wants the communities to be rid of conflict, especially if she has the power to end it.

A daydreamer, trying to escape reality. As a finishing touch to her personality, as well as her stereotype, Lena is a daydreamer. Everyday she settles down under a tree or in a comfortable chair and just sets her mind free, letting the figments of her imagination to roam before her eyes so she could be free from the reality that she wants to escape from. By doing this, she doesn't think about her deceased mother or feels stressed at all. Basically, daydreaming is her ticket to a safe haven, rid of all grief, conflicts, etc. Within her daydreams, she always plays her life the way she'd wanted it to be: she and her family alive and well, living peacefully in society. In this realm, her heart soars with joy, all of the negativity departing from her.. But the second she leaves that realm, she's back to being the grieving girl she is, trying to be blithe.

Magnificent auburn locks. Appear red in sunlight. :Hair Color
Mesmerizing, lucid cerulean. :Eye Color
Five foot seven inches. :Height
One hundred twelve pounds. :Weight

Lena, overall, has an alluring complexion. First, starting off with her physique. Lena has a rather decent stature, standing at a height of five foot seven. She's neither too tall nor too short, just the perfect height. With her average build, not being scrawny, but not quite muscled, all over her weight adds up to only one hundred twelve pounds, which is around the average for a woman of her height. Her skin is a nice, warm light-tanned color, not yet considered tan, but a little darker than pale, smooth in texture and not having any scars tainting it. Now, moving on to her other physical features. Lena has reddish-brown hair, auburn colored in other words, that hangs at the center of her shoulder blades in loose, silky locks. Moving over to her facial features.. Lena has smooth features, not sharp at all. Her lips are soft and just the perfect shape and size, very tempting to kiss. She has what people call a 'Greek nose', which is basically a straight bridge and an overall elegant shape. Her eyes are a mesmerizing, lustrous cerulean color, much like the sky. They're the sort of magnificent pools that anyone could drown in and sometimes even remind people of clear, light-blue waters, and even the sky itself. Lena's body also has some attractive features. She's got an hourglass body with a decently big chest, that she unfortunately has to deal with, but tries to conceal quite a bit to avoid having men stare as they tend to do. Her overall body is slim and slick, while holding that dazzling appearance.

As for clothing, Lena wears whatever she thinks looks 'pretty', or would look good on her body. During warm weather, Lena usually wears a white tank-top with jean shorts that reach about a third down her thigh. Sometimes she would wear a sweater over that or another loose shirt that will hang on one shoulder.. In milder climates, she'd just pull on a pair of black cotton pants and simple tee-shirts. Most days, though, Lena would stick with a pair of converse, black skinny jeans and a simple tee-shirt of one of her favorite bands. As you can see, Lena doesn't wear clothing that exposes 'too much', seeing that showing too much would surely get her into too much trouble, having heard how sadistic some people could be. She also wears a trinket that was given to her by her mother shortly before her murder, which is a wolf claw necklace that has little value to others, but it is priceless to Lena..

Lena doesn't have any tattoos at all, as she'd like to keep her body flawless and rid of ink. She'd honestly rather have scars on her skin than a tattoo, seeing that scars were naturally there but tattoos.. Besides, she'd want to have the tattoos removed when she's old, right? The process for that is very painful, so she isn't going to take her chances at all. But if she were to get a tattoo, she'd probably just get a swallow tattoo on her wrist, but that is it. Piercings honestly disgust her a bit, wondering why anyone would even pierce their own skin with metal. Gauges are the ones that disgust her most, especially those large ones.. Ugh.

Birth Date: June 24th
Birth Place: Nottingham, England
Nationality: British, some Polish in her bloodline.
Mother: Zuri Lauren Cunningham(Lancaster); deceased.
Father: Edward Jacob Cunningham; deceased.
Siblings: None. She was an only child.
Relatives: She may have an aunt back at home,
maybe an uncle or two, a few cousins. But she
isn't familiar with them as she and her
parents lived in seclusion.

Lena's history was not like that of the typical teenager. Well, it started off perfect, at least. Her parents were two very happy people, very much in love with one another, and they planned to have a child. Nine months after one perfect night, little Lena had been born. The couple were ecstatic and raised her with all the care they could possibly give. But as Lena aged, her father wasn't as close to her as he was, seeing as he was trying to keep the bounty-hunters from finding him and his new family. As a result, only Lena's mother, named Zuri, was left to care for the little girl. Lena was raised mainly by her mother, who became the world to her in no time at all. Her mother taught her the wrongs and rights, about good deeds and benefits, and basically everything the typical child needed to know to be disciplined. Not once did Lena ever need to get a smack to the rear as she never misbehaved under her mother's hand. So really, her childhood was perfect, until she was seven years old..

On Lena's seventh birthday, everything went by spectacularly. She received many presents and her father even stayed with them for a few days after that, just to spend more time with his wife and adorable young daughter. Lena, who wasn't very close to her father, cherished the time she'd had with him, and was glad that she did. One night, her mother took her out to a child's carnival, where they'd spent the whole day. Lena was squealing with excitement the entire day, but alas, they soon needed to return home. And so Lena and her mother ventured back home, and found a terrible horror: her father was dead. There were several bullets on his body, two of them being though his head and in his heart. Her father had been murdered by a bounty-hunter. Zuri was distressed and grief-struck, and Lena could only cry as she stared at her father's lifeless body, not knowing why he was killed. Seeing her mother cry made it all the worst. But her mother soon realized that they couldn't stay in the home, so she packed up whatever stuff they had and left. Lena was huddled up in the car as her mother explained everything, that they were dream-weavers and that they were being hunted. Lena, shocked by the news, merely nodded and thought deeply on that...

In only a few short months, Lena moved on from the death of her father, no longer grieving. While her mother still grieved, twelve-year-old Lena took care of her, comforting her mother when she wept, bringing her what she needed when she was sick.. It was then when she'd discovered her true passion: singing. Lena would sing for her mother to comfort her, sometimes singing the songs that her father loved to listen to, and her mother would be comforted by that. Her voice was like an elixir for her mother's grief. Soon enough, her mother accepted her husband's death and moved on with life. Now that both girls were happy, they spent more time together once more, going to carnivals, movies, shopping, doing whatever mothers did with their daughters for amusement and fun. Sometimes they just stayed home to clean up or knit, or Lena would sing while her mother played on an instrument. Those were the good years once more.. And so Lena was thirteen, then fourteen, and at last fifteen, when another tragic, life-changing event shocked her.

Fifteen years old, now a teenager, a girl showing the fine makings of a beautiful woman. Lena was staying at home by herself, cleaning everything up the entire day while her mother was out somewhere. It was sunset, and her mother soon returned home, but something was terribly wrong.. Her mother had a look of fear in her eyes, and Lena being unsure of what was wrong, decided to brush that off to the side for now. In a few short minutes, there was a hammering on the door, and Lena was rushed to a hidden closet in the wall that was bolted shut. Her mother had opened it quickly and ushered Lena inside, closing it and telling her to be quiet and not make any sounds. Lena obliged worriedly and hid beneath the heaps of clothing and useless materials that were in there, watching the scene from the slitted door that allowed small rays of light inside. Lena, horrified, watched as people came in and started to shoot, hit, and do many things to her mother... She was able to hear her mother screaming in pain as she was murdered brutally by the bounty-hunters. The worst part about it all was that Lena was unable to do anything to stop it. All she could have done was watch her mother's death while tears ran down her cheeks like rivers. Fortunately, the bounty-hunters saw no need to ransack the house, so they left without finding Lena.

The second the coast was clear, Lena rushed over to her mother's body and wept, crying for many hours without end, unable to accept the fact that her mother was gone. She felt as though the world was ripped out right beneath her feet. She didn't know how or why, but the ambulance soon arrived. It must have been one of the neighbors calling the police. Lena's mother's body was taken away and buried, and a grief-struck Lena was being comforted by a few people. In about a week or so, Lena walked away from everything and wandered alone from then on. She kept up her duties as a dream weaver, trying to keep nightmares from becoming reality, but with the balance completely out of hand, it's proving difficult to do. Two years after her mother's death, Lena is still mourning, but manages to cope with singing and having her few friends by her side..

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Name: Zane Gabriel Prideaux
Nickname: Call him Zane.
Gender: Masculine, dude, guy, male, etc.
Age: Nineteen years of age.
Crush: None.
GF/BF: None.
Orientation: Straight. So straight he makes
an arrow look crooked.
Species: Purely human.

Vague, capricious, solemn. Zane has a somewhat difficult personality to decipher, but after some work, anyone could connect the dots to his personality. At first sight, Zane appears to be a solemn individual, the sort that doesn't tend to horse around like most men his age do. It isn't that he doesn't want to, but he just finds it a waste of time and being his age, he believes that it is much too childish for him to do. If he was going to make an impression, he'd want to be solemn and composed. Then comes along his capriciousness. Zane is definitely capricious, as he is known to change moods suddenly. He can't really be considered bi-polar, since his mood changes aren't related to some mental health thing, and besides, his mood changes are positive sometimes. At first he may be solemn, and then the next second he might be smiling and joking around lightly with a newly founded friend. Then there are times when he might be a little talkative, but then, he may grow hushed and silent once more out of nowhere. Zane's personality is very vague in this segment of it, rather difficult to explain and comprehend.

Reclusive, hushed, a man of action. Usually Zane could be seen wandering on his own, being the reclusive and solitary individual he was. He never really was the type of guy to have many friends to keep him company, and would rather be on his own where he could actually think clearly and not have to worry about another person right beside him. But that doesn't mean he doesn't like company though, he just doesn't like to have more than one person with him. In addition to his solitary nature, Zane has a tendency to remain silent. He doesn't normally talk since he's one of those 'silent' types, but his silence gives him a benefit: creativity, which will be mentioned later. So because he doesn't speak up that much, he's more of a man of action and not words. He'd rather perform something rather than explain it, finding that it takes up less time and it won't leave the others confused with a vague explanation that he would have provided.

Coy and skeptical. Though he may not seem like it, but Zane is quite coy in a way. He's more into being in the background rather than being the center of attention, but alas, no matter how many times he attempts to blend in, he's always being the center of attention because of his looks and the art that he manifests. His somewhat coy nature comes from his doubtfulness. Zane is uncertain that any benefits might come out of certain things. If someone tells him it will be 'fun', he might arch a skeptical brow and question the odds of the activity being 'fun. Everyone has their doubts, so does Zane. No one could blame him for being skeptical. But thankfully, he isn't always so doubtful and unconvinced all the time. Sometimes he could be gullible and believe something that someone says. It just depends on what another suggests.

Cold and bitter on the outside, loving, genial, and sheepish within. It's true, Zane might indeed look like he's cold and bitter on the outside, always being solemn and expressionless, while also having a hint of a temper in some moments. But once someone cracks past the shell he huddles in, they could see that he's a loving guy with a gentle side to him. Whenever someone catches him in this sort of stage, he becomes rather sheepish, giving a childish scowl while completely growing silent. Zane doesn't like showing that he has a kinder side to him, mainly because he wants to keep his intimidating composure just to avoid trouble. But a persistent person might just be able to bring out this side of him. He will always look as though he despises the world, but he will always be kind on the inside, never thinking bitterly about anyone or anything, unless they mess with him of course. When alone with a close friend, Zane is as loving as ever, almost like a 'giant teddy-bear' as his sister describes him. It takes work to get his kind-side out, but it will pay off in the end.

Hidden humor. Even though he is solemn as could be, Zane can actually crack quite an amusing joke once in a while, which usually can make other individuals laugh along with him. If he finds something funny, he may give a faint smile, or his eyes will indicate his amusement, and even on rare occasions, he might even crack a laugh. Along with that humor comes sarcasm, which sometimes Zane can use to be the sadist he secretly is! No, Zane isn't cruel, but he is a sadist in an amusing way, meaning that the way he teases people makes them call him a sadist. His teases are funny and may actually embarrass another individual, but the person he is teasing usually laughs along with him. If Zane ever insults another individual without actually meaning it, he will apologize at once, not wanting the other individual to have anything against him for a tease that was misinterpreted. Zane rarely shows this side of him, and won't show it at all unless someone else actually gets him to interact with them.

Highly protective and alert. Zane, after you see him with his sister, is extremely protective of those individuals close to him such as his parents, close friends, and his sister especially or a girl that he'd fall for. If there is ever a threat that might prove to cause harm to his family in the future, Zane will do whatever he could to get his loved ones as far from it as possible, or he'll eliminate it if possible. It is never wise to threaten Zane's family or friends, because he will not take it as a joke at all. If someone jokes that they're going to kidnap his sister and use her to earn cash, Zane will immediately go up to their face and let his anger flare. When it comes to the safety of his family, Zane's temper is as fragile as a thread, and if it breaks, the wrongdoer is going to go through hell. Zane will first give a verbal warning or grab the person by the collar, as there is no need for immediate violence unless the person already harmed his loved ones. If the situation worsens, Zane will have to fight, which is what he'll do... So really, Zane is very protective of his close ones, and will risk his life to ensure their safety. He is on constant alert if he senses even the smallest hint of danger, and when a threat is nearby, he immediately goes straight to make sure everyone else is okay before he even gets concerned about himself. Zane is very useful to have as a friend, as he will always have their back.

Loyal, the friend to have your back, a great listener. Zane might just be the friend that anyone would want. Even though he may seem daunting at first, once you get to him, he could prove to be a very fabulous friend. He's very loyal, always having the backs of the few friends that he has, supporting them with all he could. Though he rarely hangs out with anyone, those times when he does spend time with others, they're always fun-filled as he opens up at last. When anyone needs someone to talk to, they could come to Zane, who will listen to them intently and actually attempt to comfort or help them, depending on their reasoning to come talk to him. He isn't one of those people who will scold another because of their conflict or something. He isn't that cold. Zane could also just listen and not say anything, as he knows that sometimes people just talk to him just to get it off their chests, and he understands that. He's also understanding, well, most of the time at least.

A creative artist and musician. And at last, the creative side of Zane. The reason he spends more time on his own and is so silent, is because he takes time to observe, to paint a portrait within his thoughts or plan some sort of piece that he might just manifest. He may not seem like it, but Zane is an artist in many branches of art: ceramics, spray painting, brush painting, drawing, and even creating three dimensional pieces with any supplies that he has. It takes him a little while to finish a work piece, but once he does finish, it is a magnificent work. Zane rarely has many inspirations for his paintings or drawings, but once he does find an inspiration, he immediately focuses intently on art and creates the magnificent pieces that he shares with only select few people. Zane could turn anything into a work of art, it just takes a little thinking and presto! Sometimes Zane just observes his surroundings, as art is everywhere. In addition to his love of art, Zane is also a musician. He plays only the piano, as it is a fascinating instrument that could play the most beautiful of music. At times he could play songs by various artists, or he attempts to compose his own music.

Raven black. Shaggy. :Hair Color
Sharp winter gray. :Eye Color
Six foot seven inches. :Height
Two hundred ten pounds. :Weight

Zane has the appearance that the ladies seem to adore, but he really has no clue why. His stature is very high, as he stands at six foot seven inches, much taller than most men are. Lining his tall physique are hard muscles, forming eight distinct abs along his abdomen and creating decently sized biceps. Anyone could say that Zane is muscular and burly, but he isn't one of those nasty-looking buff guys on steroids. No, his muscle is completely natural and he worked to achieve it. Obviously, Zane was meant to be sturdy and made for battle, but he only uses his strength when need be. All of his muscle contributes to his weight, making him weigh at a sturdy two hundred ten pounds. His skin isn't exactly pale, but it isn't quite close to being tan either, but it's not that dark at all. There are a few scars that linger upon his back, chest, and biceps. He has a deep, thick and ragged line going from his left collarbone down to the base of the right side of his rib cage. Along his back, he has a couple of thin scars from where he had been scratched by the family cat a couple of times. And on his biceps were a few pale lines that resulted from knife wounds, as he was caught in a fight when he was thirteen, trying to protect his sister from a thug. Zane's hair is a jet-black color and touches the upper rim of his forehead, it being rather shaggy in a way. His eyes are a sharp pale winter gray color, rather fascinating. His features are rather obvious to sight, aren't they? Zane has a square chin and a strong jaw, with solemn features that give him that serious, daunting yet alluring look. His body is rather easy to infer on appearance. All of his body is toned and decently muscled, not at all too burly, but yet muscular.

For clothing, Zane of course wears the usually pair of faded or torn jeans with a pair of sneakers and a tee-shirt to go along with it. He never was really the guy to really have a 'trend' and sticks to simple clothing, as clothing is clothing to him. As long as it covers what needs to be covered to make him look civilized, then he's good. One some occasions, like a hot summer day, Zane might just walk around with only a tank on, maybe sometimes even shirtless if he's around his house or something, making it a wonderful sight for the ladies (;D). But he will most likely have a tank on, though. Some days he might wear his red knit hat that his sister had made for him. Yes, he is that kind brother who would wear anything his sister made for him. Besides, he likes the knit hat.. Rather warm and suits him.

Zane may not have any piercings at all, even though one could've looked good on him, but he does have one tattoo that he'd gotten a few months ago. The tattoo is a black tribal design on his left arm.. He favors the tattoo, liking the way it was done and how it turned out. The tattoo suits him, especially since it complements his toned, muscled arm.

Birth Date: October 31st. "Oh the irony.."
Birth Place: Paris, France.
Nationality: Pure French.
Mother: Natalie Beatrice Prideaux(Aubin)
Father: Frederick Jean Prideaux.
Siblings: One sister, Veronica(Ronnie) age fifteen.
Relatives: He has three aunts and uncles back home.
His grandmother lives with him and his family.
He isn't familiar with any other relatives.

Zane's past isn't exactly as tragic as some people's are. He was born into a happy family, and when he was four years old, his new sibling, Veronica, was introduced to the family. He grew up with a basic childhood, although he wished that it would have been a better environment for him. His parents enrolled him in a kindergarten class in a school, and at once, the kids were all up on him. From excessive bullying and constant times of being shoved around like a sack of potatoes, Zane had gotten a temper and became reserved, completely away from everyone else. Thankfully, as kindergarten passed into first grade, then to second, third, fourth, and fifth, the kids weren't at all interested in Zane anymore, and he eventually morphed in with the background. Despite the incidences he had throughout school, Zane was a fairly intelligent kid, gaining the best grades in the class. He did most excellent in music and art class, of course, finding that his passions lay in music and art. He wasn't exactly the center of attention as some other kids were. Only in high school did Zane achieve more attention. As he went into his teenage years, Zane gained 'the looks' and 'the body' that all the girls lusted after, and he was constantly flirted with. In spite of this, Zane never changed how he was, and merely ignored or politely warded off the girls that were hoping to edge themselves into his life. There were eve a few jealous boys that decided to attempt to bring him down, but failed miserably.

So his school years weren't that great, but hey, at least he did well. He graduated high school, and focused on art. Now, for his family life.. Zane had grown up wanting to always protect his family, even when he was a young six year old boy, he was willing to leap between danger and his family, thinking he could protect them from anyone and anything. He basically turned into the family 'guardian' next to their doberman pinscher. He was always the silent one, rarely speaking even to his own family. But to his sister, he was always open. Every day, Zane would get up and go play with his little sister, whom he is most happy with. She'd make him several drawings, toys, and so many other crazy things she somehow made.. When Veronica was fourteen, she made Zane a knit hat, which he wears all the time. Literally. The tight bond between Zane and his younger sister is very strong, stronger than the one they have with their parents. He'd do anything for his sister and protect her from anything. And he isn't kidding when he says he'd protect her from anything.. When Veronica was fourteen, she was peacefully walking down the street when a thug suddenly yanked her into an alley way. His intentions were obvious: have his fun with the girl, steal her purse, and run off. Thankfully, Zane was able to make it to the scene before his sister could get r*ped, or worse.. Zane fought the man back, and in the process, had earned himself multiple knife wounds to his arms as the man had a knife. Veronica had called the police, and in a short while, they arrived. Zane managed to punch the guy a few times and knock him out before the police got there, and once the man was taken away, he went back to Veronica, who was crying out of fear.. He didn't care about his wounds at all, but he was eventually coaxed into going to the hospital to get patched up.. It is clear to see that Zane will go very far to protect his sister and even his family.

Now, how he discovered his passion and talent for art. Zane was always into art, finding it very fascinating to look at. When he was in eighth grade, he was completely engrossed in working on his projects, making some spectacular pieces that left his art teacher stunned. A few times Zane was called in by his art teacher to talk about his talents for art, and he was offered a chance to go around to multiple art shows to place his work into them. But alas, his parents said he needed to focus on piano. Yes, his parents forced him to take piano lessons daily, which was why he couldn't be in more art-related activities. Once middle school ended and he went into high school, Zane turned his basement, where his room was, into an art heaven. His walls are painted, and there are just art works scattered everywhere. Zane continued his piano lessons until he was eighteen, which was when he was able to play songs by ear. Now that he no longer has a tutor for the piano, Zane can focus more on art, creating the pieces that he doesn't let anyone see except for his younger sister. But sometimes Zane refers to playing on the piano, just to keep his parents happy and to let the time pass, sometimes to even soothe himself. His life smoothed out then, until everything was going haywire and he started to have those horrible nightmares..