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❝Still I can't let you be,
Most nights I hardly sleep.
Don't see what you don't need,
from me.

Just a drop in the ocean,
A change in the weather,
I was praying that you and me
might end up together.
It's like wishing for rain as I
stand in the desert,
But I'm holding you closer than most,
'Cause you are my heaven.❞

song : : 'Drop in the Ocean'
artist : : Ron Pope

. her eyes are like little shovels, digging

| maisey | - | the mermaid | - | seventeen | - | the "shipwreck" |

a drop in the ocean,
a change in the weather.
i was praying that you and me,
might end up together.

" Welcome to my rollercoaster ride of life. No refunds. "

• Full Name • maisey savannah harris.
• Age • seventeen years.
• Gender • female
• Birth Date • may 19, 1993.
• Birth Place • lindon, australia.
• Face Character • annasophia robb.

• Introduction •

Maisey Savannah Harris. Tell me, why does that name seem to suit her like a fish fits the sea? Because her parents knew she'd grow to be the beach bug she is now, sunkissed skin with hair so bleached by the sun it would be considered white. Maisey, for as beautiful and delicate as a flower. Savannah, for his much light she would bring into the world, for how mysterious she'd be for all the paths yet to be taken and vastness of her in whole. And Harris, for she would always be apart of the Harris bloodline and name, for the saltwater within her veins that will always make its presence when combined with the sea. Yes, the name suits her prefectly.

" If looks could kill, I'd be a dead man. "

• Hair Color • beach blonde.
• Eye Color • sea blue.
• Weight • 140 lbs.
• Height • 5'9 feets tall.
• Body Type • slender and lean.
• Tail Scales • golden honey.

• Full Description •
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" Spare my your complaints, please. "

• Outside . . . • sarcastic, introverted.
• Inside . . . • selfconscious, bubbly.
• Secret • despite her refusal to admit
this, maisey refuses to admit the fact
that she is of the mythical character
legends only told in stories. she does
not refuse, however, to cease entering
the ocean and changing forms, she does
not stop swimming with the fish and
dolphins, but she just cant seem to tell
herself what she desperatly wants and
needs to know. she is a mermaid, yes,
but the main secret is that she doesnt
admit it because her father screwed
reality into her head so forceful that
even after he left, she believes in
nothing but realism.
• Likes • swimming, surfing, turtles,
shell collecting, playing the eukilali,
blue and brown, food, fiction, soccer,
and quiet.
• Dislikes • loud, cats, herself,
pink, bugs, crabs, pie, technology,
winter, gatorade, oranges, reality.
• Fears • failure, judgement, being
underestimated, losing herself
to fear itself, being discovered,
love and other drugs.
• Dreams • becoming a professional
soccer player, being known as brave,
moving to america.

• Personality •

Maisey. One might thing of a delicate flower when hearing such a name, but what is she truely like? A ship wreck. It kind of suits her, don't you think? She's like the last piece of driftwood from the boat's bow flowing in the ocean's waves. Occassionally it will bob beneath the surface, drowing under the white water, but it always manages to break the surface once more, floating apon the top, supporting life that sits apon it, and waiting until the next wave comes to try to drown it. She's brave, yes. Strong? She's fighting to be. wip

• Background •

In all her glory, Courtney Rein was missing something short of her lifestyle, inspite having more than the average human. To be a mermaid was anyone's direst dream, but if anything, Courtney longed for that connection with a man as she saw in movies or all around her. Samuel Harris proved to be the cherry on top of her life. And the sprinkles? Her two children, Maisey and Hudson. Now Maisey was given the same gift as her mother, that of being a mermaid, but it doesnt mean she opens it with such full arms as her mother did. Maisey has no solid relationship with anyone in her family, except for her brother. Her brother is older, 20 years old and still living with the family. He's the father figure that never seemed to clique to Maisey, considering Samuel was always out on the boat gone fishing. Courtney tried to reach her daughter through their gift, but it seems Maisey refused. She's had an only real connection with her clown fish, Moby, and her chocolate labrador retriever Indie Ocean. She's only been a mermaid for about a year now and is still learning the ropes, considering she's shunned it out for months on end. When she finally did accept a part of it, she took it as a getaway car. She left Lindon, Australia and swam the endless seas. She couldnt find it in herself to stay there any longer. She was gone for a week, surviving by stealing fishermen's catches, one in perticular. Finn Marquee, a fine sailor apon his vessel. He wasnt a fisherman, but the day Maisey happened by he was hauling up a net full of salmon. Maisey wasnt careful enough, and Finn caught sight of her snatching a fish from his net. Luckily, Finn was a dreamer. He had his dreams of sailing over the open sea all alone for months on end and he was a fan of fiction. He agreed to keep her secret. They've become fast friends, and with Finn in knowledge of her secret, she returned home to keep a closer eye to make sure he held his word.

" Love seems to have a new meaning these days. "

• Crush • she wasnt looking for it, but
she's grown a soft spot for finn marquee.
its the friendship and trust thing she's so
fond of, im sure of it.
• Relationship Status • no, not currently.
• Ex(s) • none. she's never dated and
doesn't plan on doing so for a long while
ahead.

• What Is Love •

Love is a soft subject for May. She's never once dated, never been asked out. She's never felt what she hears so much about, but she's seen it and she has a pretty good idea of how its supposed to go. She rarely gives out love. Hudson, her brother, and her dog seem to be the only one remotly capable of feeling affection towards her, and maybe a little bit for her mother. Nothing toward her father. To her, love isnt what it used to be and she knows it. Her parents? Their light in their relationship was blown out long ago and theres no match to light it up again. The adrehnaline is gone, and Maisey believes if something as magical as love between a man and a thing of fiction has vanished, what would ever be in store for her?

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© of this form goes to .T U R T L E
© of the character goes to me.
© of form's edits and format goes to c a r p e . diem
© of images goes to rightful owners.

[indefinite,]

now seeking reservations, if anyone is interested. post on here or pm me, either or. make sure to reserve a face character and mermaid gif, because there's only so much to go around.

[indefinite,]

{{ bump~ }}

[crash the mode]

May I inquire as to why there can't be female humans?

[carrie dee.]

{ mermaid FC & gif: Phoebe Tonkin + mermaid form and tail color / / male FC: zac efron }

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ｔｈｅｒｅ ｉｓ ｇｏｎｎａ ｂｅ ａ
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ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ'ｓ ｂｏｕｎｄ ｔｏ ｇｅｔ
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{ nerissa atlantica }

✶ - - - ❝ come now, a little bit closer. ❞

full name: nerissa oceana atlantica
pronunciation: nair-iss-ah / at-lanti-kah
meanings: nerissa means 'sea nymph',
while atlantica represents her dedication
to the ocean.
goes by: rissa, riss, nerissa 
gender: female
age: seventeen years old.
sexuality: straight

✶ - - - ❝ look into my eyes, my soul. ❞

weight: one-hundred and
twenty-seven pounds { 127 lbs }
height: five feet, eight inches { 5'8 }
hair color: nerissa has dark, mahogany
brown high-lighted with reddish tones
and low-lighted with a black color.
eye color: riss has redwood-like eyes.
they're brown, but when the light
reflects off of them. . . they're
almost the color of a redwood.
they hold a certain emptiness to them;
it's chilling, really.
skin color: she has olive skin that
tans easily.
tail color: brilliant, fiery red-orange.

✶ - - - ❝ my life, forever in riddles. ❞

positive traits: independent, confident,
mature, brave, passionate
negative traits: hopeless, regretful,
lonely, hot-headed, empty, self-absorbed
bad habits: quick to judge / too defensive
not entirely reliable / pushes others away
good habits: brilliant listener / protective
brutally honest / gives great advice 
fears: being alone. nerissa's family
has already cast her away - she doesn't
want to feel that pain ever again.
dreams: besides the faint hope
of making up with her family, nerissa
hopes to find a boy who can take her
as she is and be there when she needs
him to be. nobody's ever truly been
there for this lonely girl.
secret: at age sixteen, nerissa made a
fatal mistake. after a large fight between
her and her parents, she began shouting
things she knew would hurt them. their
biggest secret wasrevealed, right in front
of her little sister, who never knew of the
events. she hurt her parents but infuriated
them as well - she wasn't supposed to know
about the secret of her mother's affair.
nerissa was disowned from the family, never
to return to their lives again. it hurt, and
she promised to never make a mistake like
that again.

✶ - - - ❝ never fiddle with love. ❞

past relationships: two; none that
truly meant anything to her.
current relationship(s): none as of yet.
crush(es): silly, rissa wouldn't kiss and tell.
family: parents - pasifica and richard
younger sister - marina

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❝ story of adoration ❞


------"Hello, my beautiful daughter," murmured the soft voice of an exhausted Pasifica. The day was warm and the sky was just turning the loveliest shade violet when the exhausted mother was finally able to cradle the child she'd so been longing for. Wisps of mahogany hair topped the head the color of a fresh peach, tickling her nose as she bent to give the newborn baby a kiss. A warm hand met her back; Richard's blonde curls brushed past her cheek as he bent to kiss the child's pink, rounded nose.
------"She's absolutely perfect," he whispered, his large blue eyes filled with adoration and wonder. Could this beautiful thing truly be his? It was hard to believe. Honestly, though, she looked nothing like him. All her looks she acquired from her mother. Well, most of them, anyways. She had her mother's dark hair and eyes, as well as the same lips, but there was something about that nose and the curve of her eyebrows that spoke otherwise. Richard was hidden away in the babe's fresh features; hidden yet strangely visible.
------"What should we name her?" Pasifica asked, her eyes leaving her child once to glance Richard's way.
------"How about Regina, after my mom?" he offered, examining his daughter's face with an questioning look.
------"No! You know your mother absolutely hates me. What about Aquatica? It was my grandmother's name."
------"Aquatica? That's a name?"
------"Richard. . ."
------"Well, if you want to go the 'weird sea names' route, why don't we just name her seaweed and get it over with?" he muttered, growing impatient. As much as he loved her, Pasifica was being difficult. All of her family members had strange names; none that he wanted for his baby girl.
------"You're not making this easy, you know," she murmured, gently pressing her thumb into the baby's small, grasping hand. "You're tired. Don't try to deny it - I can see it in your eyes. I'm tired too; believe me."
------Pasifica was right; she always could read him so easily. His eyes were drooping, but he fought the exhaustion, not wanting to miss a moment of his daughter's first day in the world. Richard gently cupped her cheek, his thumb stroking the soft skin below her eye slowly. "I know. I'm sorry. She really does need a name, though. Something that is beautiful, like her."
------And just like that, it came. She wasn't sure where her mind had wandered, but it brought her somewhere beautiful. "I know her name."
------"What do you have in mind?" Richard asked, a quirky half-smile pulling at the corners of his lips. He took his wife's hand in his and planted a kiss on the soft skin between her pointer finger and her thumb, his clear blue eyes meeting hers.
------"Nerissa. Nerissa's her name."
------And so it was.

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❝ story of envy ❞


------"You look just like her, you know. Like mom." Nerissa's plush, soft lips puckered softly as she gazed at her sister. Marina really was the spitting image of their mother; there was nothing of their father in her features whatsoever. Only a mere 13-years-old at the time, a young Rissa examined her sister with envy. The same thick, silky brunette hair, soft gentle shell-pink lips and strong, defining eyebrows that were obvious traits of Pasifica shone through in Marina. It was true - she and Pasifica could be twins. It was uncanny how little she resembled her father. At all. The 9-year-old was a beauty - she posessed the same innocent beauty that Nerissa so wanted for herself. Such a beauty could truly conquer anything.
------"Stop, Rissy. You're so pretty," Marina insisted, her large, child-like eyes trailing upon her sister. There was a hint of adoration within her gaze, so common to her. It made Nerissa scowl.
------"Oh, hush. You're so lucky you look like her - I have too much of dad in me." Nerissa gazed at herself once more in the reflective waters, brushing her fingers across her sloping cheekbones and down her smooth, curving jaw. She didn't see herself as beautiful - no, she felt that she looked to masculine for that. She wasn't masculine, of course, but the preteen mind can be a hard mistress.
------It was cool that morning. The ocean was surprisingly calm; glassy, almost. The two girls stumbled down to the tide pools as soon as the sun had gone up. Nerissa, who had just learned the ropes of make-up and was rarely seen without it, was natural and bare-faced, her long hair tied up in a ponytail. Marina looked fresh and awake, her large eyes wide and her thick, straight hair pinned away from her eyes. The pair looked like they leaped right out of a magazine as they picked their way down to the pools, the jagged rocks looking more threatening then they truthfully were. Pasifica wasn't worried; they girls were both strong swimmers. She knew that at least one of them would be an even better swimmer soon, too. Nerissa helped her younger sister over a particularly tricky outcropping, careful to place her feet securely in a gap to keep her balance as she lowered the girl down to the pools. She jumped down after her and took her place beside a calm, reflective pool where the conversation of appearance sprouted.
------"You look plenty like mom," Marina grumbled, casting her sister a sidelong glace. She was being kind, but the 9-year-old was suddenly feeling superior to her sister. She liked the compliments; it gave her confidence to look pretty.
------"Stop lying," Riss snipped, turning away to look in a different pool. The previous night's storm left a multitude of creatures to explore, large and small. Beautiful shells littered the worn rock; small crabs scuttled along the bottoms of the pools; colorful pieces of coral rested at the bases of swirling anemones. Absently Nerissa stroked her wavy locks of mahogany hair as her eyes trailed on a small, graceful anemone - she was wondering if her hair spread out around her in a chestnut halo underwater like the reaching arms of the anemone seemed to do now. If it did, the sight sure would be beautiful.
------The sound of her sister snapped the older brunette out of her daydream - she blinked her long-lashed eyes as she absorbed what Marina said. "What was that?" she asked, her voice raising as a crashing wave cascaded against the rocks.
------"You know what? You're right," Marina murmured, her eyes glued to the water. She lazily swirled her finger across the surface, scattering the abundant sea-life to the edge of the pool. "You do have too much dad in you to be pretty."
------"Excuse me?" Rissa exclaimed, her jaw dropping open in shock. "What did you just say?"
------"You'll never be a pretty as me or mom."
------"Marina! How can you say such things?"
------"It's the truth."
------Nerissa couldn't believe her ears. This was her sister! Her gentle, sweet, respectful sister. But, truthfully, Marina knew not what she was saying, but the affect it was having on her sister. She wanted to best her, wanted to make her cry just because she could. The young girl had witnessed the same actions in friends houses; it looked like a sport for her friends. She wanted to be a part of that. The look on her sisters face was enough of an indicator that she'd said the right thing - angry tears were pooling in her mahogany eyes, her fists clenched at her sides. Nerissa clenched her teeth. She'd never heard her sister say such hateful things. Marina had a smug, harsh smile spread across her face - it frighted Rissa. What had gotten in to her? Nerissa stood suddenly, swaying dangerously near the edge of the outcropping.
------"You think that you're grown up, but you're not." she said, her tone harsh. "You're nothing but a materialistic child!"
------"You're just jealous of me! You know it, too!" At that, Marina stood up, her thick, knitted scarf billowing in the breeze. The young Atlantica daughter turned away after the outcry, running to the path that led up to the house, leaving her older sister alone. Marina was facing the ocean, listening as the last shuffle of rocks and the pattering of sneakers dissapeared before sitting back down, covering her eyes with her arms.

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❝ story of pain ❞


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Ａ ｄｒｏｐ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ
-----ｏｃｅａｎ，
ａ ｃｈａｎｇｅ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ
---- ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ．

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Ｉ ｗａｓ ｐｒａｙｉｎｇ ｔｈａｔ
ｙｏｕ ａｎｄ ｍｅ
ｍｉｇｈｔ ｅｎｄ ｕｐ
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{ finn marquee }

✶ - - - ❝ step out of oblivion. ❞

full name: finn alexander merquee
pronunciation: fih-nn / mahr-kee
meanings: finn means 'fair',
while marquee means 'a large tent'.
goes by: finn, mostly. 
gender: male
age: eighteen years old.
sexuality: straight

✶ - - - ❝ the refined sort. ❞

weight: one-hundred and
seventy-five pounds { 175 lbs }
height: five feet, eleven inches { 5'11 }
hair color: finn's hair, though
quite short, is a dark, chocolate-y
brown color.
eye color: finn's eyes are blue
like the sea. calm and relaxing,
looking into them is like
looking into a reflective pool
of crystal-clear water.
skin color: his skin is a smooth,
light tan color.

✶ - - - ❝ everything isn't as it seems. ❞

positive traits: romantic, playful,
thoughtful, adventurous,
protective, heroic
negative traits: a bit too independent,
temperamental, overly protective,
conflicted, argumentative
bad habits: prone to overreaction
hates surprises / easily provoked
easily gets into arguments
doesn't like change
good habits: always wants to go
on an adventure / very romantic
and thoughtful / he's always there when
you need him / he's brave
always willing to take chances 
fears: dying young. finn's younger
brother drowned when he was only
ten years old, teaching the boy to
value his life; it was so precious and
fragile. he could be gone at any
moment, so he wanted to cherish it.
dreams: finn has always been
a lover of the sea. he's been on
a boat since he was two months
old; the ocean is apart of him.
he hopes to sail around the world
on his beloved boat, the troian
dreamer, solo, without any assistance
for five solid months. that, to him, if
freedom in it's finest.
secret: finn found out about mermaids
when he discovered maisey swimming
about in the waves - with a tail. he
promised to keep her secret, and he will,
but it's been eating away at him for months.

✶ - - - ❝ never fiddle with love. ❞

past relationships: a few; none that
truly meant anything to him.
current relationship(s): dating piper -
maisey's secret has certainly put a strain
on their relationship, though.
crush(es): well. . .
family: parents - may and tony
younger brother [ deceased ] - stark
younger sister [ twin to stark ] - ellie

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❝ story of childhood ❞


------"Not to close to the edge," Tony warned his giggling son. The dark-haired toddler was galloping around the deck of his father's sleek sail boat, a care-free smile breezing across his face. There was no doubt that he'd be burnt by the end of the day, though he didn't care in the least; the day was too fine to think of such minuscule things like that. wip

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❝ story of loss ❞

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❝ story of living ❞

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[shay ;]

So is this more like H2O; just add water or like Ariel the little mermaid. Can the girls have legs when dry?

edit;; stupid me! I just realized the post about the fins. Ugh, I am an idiot my loves

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

Can I please reserve a (female)mermaid, a male 'knower', and another male who doesn't know a thing?
It'll be a while for me to make the forms, but I will complete them within three days, perhaps four.

[shay ;]

my mega wip! And her tail is green-ish.

Live it
and breathe it
You know that I do
When you fall in love
I think of you

Love it
and leave it
and know when you're done
Watch out for this girl
she's got a gun for a tongue

Turn turn turn away
I don't wanna hear what you say
You always love me just because
What do you want
What do you want
Everything
Everything


song : : 'gun for a tongue'
artist : : butterfly boucher

ｔｈｉｓ ｓｈｉｐ ｗｉｌｌ ｃａｒｒｙ ｏｕｒ ｂｏｄｉｅｓ ｓａｆｅ ｔｏ ｓｈｏｒｅ

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[ Venus ] - [ Ness, Nessie ] - [ 18 ] - [ Female ]

Daria Narita wanted her child to be different and unique, even though she didn't know that she'd become a mermaid, that was the reason of the name she gave her daughter. As a single mother at 18 years of age, she had the idea of a cool name, not like her own name, Daria. The name Venus came to mind when her ten years older sister named her daughter Athena. Daria fairly liked the name, but it felt too weird to name your daughter the same way as your sister, so it was changed to Venus. That is Aphrodite in roman history. Marisha, meaning 'of the sea' in Latin. It is another version of Marissa which Daria thought had a cold vibe. Marissa was the name of Daria's sister who was the mother of Athena, she was mentioned earlier. Venus's last name is Narita which is a Norwegian orgined name, though Daria is Islandic. For some reason the name got mixed into this family. If you ever feel like not calling Venus by her whole name you can always try Vee, Nessie or Ness. But she really prefers being called Venus. Venus is currently eighteen years old and was born in Rejkavik, Island on March 30th, 1994.

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[ Blonde ] - [ Blue ] - [ Pale ] - [ Average ]

The blue eyes, the blonde hair. When you look at Venus, she reminds you of a perfect girl. She is has beautiful looks, what more could she possibly want. There are things, maybe like people understanding mermaids, anyways. Venus has blond hair, not the golden kind, more of a cold icy color. Most people would think that it's nothing special, but something about Venus is extraordinary. She usually wears her hair down, since it's not long enough to really make it membrable, just sometimes she puts it in a bun or a ponytail. Her blue eyes are colored like the sky with a little bit of cloud in them. Her skin is pale, not like her mother's. She has wonderful body structure, she is thin, though not too much. Venus never liked very thin girls. It really wasn't pretty. She often wears preppy, but styl-ish outfits. Kind of like a Spencer Hastings way, if you know what I mean. Thinking of this actually, let's get into detail. If you want to know what is different about Venus than we have her natural platinum blonde hair, it's quiet unusual, just because her mother and father have black hair.

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[ Independent] - [ Quiet] - [ Calm ]

As all do, even Venus has a notice-able personality. People usually get a very good first impression from her, never less. She is a normal girl, who has a life, so do not go crawling towards her house for interviews if I give you the address. But, let’s not listen to my talking all day. On to the music! If you look at Venus, you see this sweet country girl with blonde hair. You wouldn’t say that she’s a mermaid until she trusts you enought to tell you. With her parents getting divorced and her father marrying another woman, it’s been hard for Venus, she’s trying to be a helpful, not-in-the-way daughter. Of course, that is just a show. When Venus is out of the house, when she is around people who understand her and are her best friends. She can get wild. Just because she’s not normal, doesn’t mean she cannot have a good time. She is very independent; her father always tells her that she got that from her mother, which is perfectly true. Venus always does what she thinks is the best and that leads to constant stubbornness. She often doesn’t listen and that gets her in trouble or gets someone else there. For that matter, she has her parents. With all that’s going on, it is useful that you are a fighter, that word perfectly describes Venus.

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[ Daria, Pheobe] - [ John ] - [ Eli, Cleo ]

Born in Rejkavik, Island, Venus is an average Islandic girl, she is cold and sexy. Shortly after birth, Venus's mother and father got divorced and she moved in with her father to Australia. That is why Venus doesn't have an accent. A few years later Jonathan, her father got married to Phoebe Jenner and had two daughters, Elizabetta and Cleo Jenner. After age seven, Venus attended a small town school that's right outside of Rejkavik. Venus was always more of a popular girl in elementary, but after moving to Australia, she became the very pale wierd girl, an outsider. Anyways, Venus became a mermaid one day when she got humiliated again and she practically ran away, then camped in this weird cave because it was raining hard, no-one knew thought. That it was the full moon and falling into the pool wasn't cool. What happened was, when Venus walked into a cave, she slipped on something and just fell in. The moon going over the water seconds later.

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[ None ] - [ Single ] - [ Heterosexual ] - [ tba ]

Love and Venus. That is just a match. Since her name means goddess of love. In her early years, Venus already dated, so the list of exes can get lenghty. But she usually starts counting after middle school, but if you guys are interested. her first boyfriend ever was at age ten. His name was Bobbie Knight. Venus is actually currently single and she hasn't had a boy friend since her long distance relashionship ended after moving to Australia. Venus has never been a crush person, since everyone used to crush on her, but now. She may get one. She is heterosexual, so she does like boys and boys only. As for friends and family. Her current family are the Jenners. The Jenner's are made of Phoebe Isabelle Jenner, which is the step-mother. Then we have the biological father Jonathan Narita. Venus is a only child, but then she got two stepsisters. Elizabetta and Cleopatra Jenner, or else Cleo and Eli. Other than family, Venus used to have friends, their names are Arya and Freyja. Arya Gudmunsson is a black haired pale girl, who kild of looks like Snow White and Freyja Arnardottir, she is a natural red head, these three have been friends since elementary and they still talk over Skype and texts.

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{{@finn; o.o show off.

ariel; looks good so far c:

@serene insanity; i've looked through your posts and you are on the verge of my literacy standard. im looking for three, good, solid paragraphs and you seem to be able to make two. i'll tell you what. stick with just a male character, one 'in the loop' or not, your choice, make his form and i'll decide from there if you will be accepted or not. sound fair? }}

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-FC; girl-emma roberts || boy-logan lerman }}

✝ ✝. i'm not like the rest of them.
{ - athene - . - female - . - eighteen - . - serene - }


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{ - n a m e - }
☛"it's athene killian bleu, although you shouldn't use it so formally."
☞\a-the-ne\ as a girl's name is a variant of athena, of greek origin, and the meaning of athene is "wise". in greek mythology, the greek goddess 'athena' was the goddess of wisdom, and battle strategy. athene wouldn't match with the meaning of her name very much, although, some can call her 'wise', per say, for her choice of vocabulary. however, her parents choice the name for the sound of it. it flaunted serene simplicity, which athene seems to take on the role quite well.

{ - a g e - }
☛"seventeen years of age."
☞born on a cool, breezey october night, the twenty-eighth actually, athene was born in the cozy season of autumn. her parents were left in shock, however, as they had assumed the child was to be a boy. everyone had. how ever wrong they were. out came a little bundle of female, and everyone was left rushing to buy gifts from the gift shop, one's that didn't read 'it's a boy!'. however, that was long ago. now, athene has reached her seventeenth year of age, going on eighteenth too soon.

{ - g e n d e r - }
☛"wait-you couldn't tell? that stings a bit. female."
☞as athene has been told her whole life, and hopes none of the other, the slim, blue-tailed mermaid is infact, female. none of the sort have confused her gender, for her dainty fingers, thick lashes, wispy voice, and slender body flaunt her gender effortlessly so. it is not hard to, however, tell if athene is a female or male, because the answer is quite self explanatory, unless you're dumb. if you are dumb, or have your senses unattentive, you should truthfully and honestly get your eyes checked.

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{ - h a i r - }

☛"oh, my hair? it's light brown, mid-length, and straight."
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{ - e y e s - }

☛"my eyes are like a forest green, and a bit of hazel."
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{ - s t r u c t u r e - }

☛"a normal human's body.. except for the tail."
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{ - p e r s o n a l i t y - }

☛"tranquil. reserved. wispy."
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{ - h i s t o r y - }

☛"complicated, really..."
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{ - c r u s h - }

☛"i'm not seeking for now."
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{ - l o v e r - }

☛"love is too painful."
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{ - e x e s - }

☛"i've never dated, and i don't think i want to either."
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✝ ✝. no need to hesitate, our time is short.
{ - ethan - . - male - . - nineteen - . - laid back - }


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{ - n a m e - }
☛"it's ethan cedric haynes. sounds all wealthy and proper."
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{ - a g e - }
☛"nineteen."
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{ - g e n d e r - }
☛"come on, really? you couldn't tell i was a guy?"
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{ - h a i r - }

☛"dark brown, and it stands up a bit. like a quiff."
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{ - e y e s - }

☛"my eyes are blue."
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{ - s t r u c t u r e - }

☛"lean and healthy. i'm not really a body builder."
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{ - p e r s o n a l i t y - }

☛"outgoing. amiable. humorous."
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{ - h i s t o r y - }

☛"typical."
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{ - c r u s h - }

☛"a few over my childhood years, but none now."
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{ - l o v e r - }

☛"waiting for the girl i want to be with forever."
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{ - e x e s - }

☛"i've never dated, so none yet."
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