by Sambee » Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:14 pm
Hello my name is Sambix,
don't really know where the name came from,
it just popped into my head.
His name is Tinta.
Tinta is spanish for "ink".

As you can see from above,
Tinta is male.
Art of them dreaming;;


Tinta is a sweet and shy little guy. He usually agrees to what ever someone says just so he doesn't have to talk. Sometimes, he hides away from others and daydreams of having his own world. He likes to hum to himself while he doodles, half the time to give himself inspiration. He can also get very flustered in awkward moments or topics, such as crushes. Tinta also has an EXTREME sweet tooth. You can't hide anything from him,he just always seems to find it. Also, Tinta cannot stand to see others hurt. He tries to cheer them up with drawings or by comforting them.

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by walk. » Sat Apr 13, 2013 6:53 pm
Reserveth ;A;
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And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
Do you know me?
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by .Missy. » Sun Apr 14, 2013 12:34 am

n a m e ;; Preston 21
I thought that a name could be different for once. I have
never seen a name with numbers in it, personally.
g e n d e r ;; A female
Preston is different. Preston is considered weird. But she
isn't afraid of who she is. She is a girl, who, in this
case, has a beautifully told name. It is rare to see
a neon or very bright kiamara that is a girl, and I
would this this is her time to shine.
a r t ;; WIP
c r u s h ;; Kifo
She isn't afraid of the anger inside of Kifo. She believes
she can heal him… Sooth him. All she wants is to
make him see that the world isn't as cruel as most
think.
F a v o r i t e s ;;
Animal-Lion
Soda-Sprite
Colors-Purple and white
Song-Between The Raindrops by Lifehouse ft.
Natasha Bedingfield
Favorite Adopt-Besides Kiamaras, she likes JBDs
going to be on hiatus, i'll come on time to time
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by knifedoq » Sun Apr 14, 2013 12:52 am

Every great
dream begins with a
dreamer. Always
remember, you have within you the
strength, the
patience, and
the
passion to
reach for the
stars to
change the
world.-Harriet Tubman
Username;;
f r o s t
Name;;
Derse
It's the name of one of the homestuck moons.
Kids and trolls go there in their sleep.
Gender;;
Derse would be female.
Art of them dreaming;;
you may find it here.
I chose to do it like this because I figured that even
nightmares are dreams. But, they always have good side somewhere. Somehow.
My dream story;;“Promise me you'll never stop dreaming.”
― Melina Marchetta, Looking for AlibrandiPaws were driving behind my grey pelt. I kept running, too afraid to look behind me.
I closed my eyes. I knew there was a void ahead. The towns people have said that it's never ending, like Tartarus.
Where the bad ones go. The imperfect ones. Like me. The ones with imagination. The town
forbid imagination and fantasy. There, everyone spoke in a tone with no life. No emotion. Just flat.
I noticed when I asked them why there were those tall walls around the town. Then I snapped back to the
dream reality. The hole was looming, sucking all the light and color from the world. No wonder the
town banned it. It was for their own good. Then there it was. Right in front of my own paws. I looked back
behind me. I noticed the stomping behind me had stopped. Then I thought back. It stopped about thirty seconds ago.
For me, that felt like a lifetime ago, with all the adrenaline pulsing through me. Then there it was.
A big looming shadow. It was bout the size of an elephant, but it was long furred, then it had huge feet.
A griffon, you might say. It was the color a sickly yellow, with dark brown stripes. Quite ugly.
I remembered it was a dream,so I tried to step back, forgetting the void. I quickly realized, then
pulled back.It started to pull me into it's huge gaping black mouth. The black hole, I realized, had
an orb of white at the bottom. I could see myself asleep there, calm and peaceful. I fell in. My paws
involuntarily reached out to the earth ledge above. My paws grabbed for the ledge, catching nothing
but air, whistling in my fur. I looked under myself, and the white orb thing was getting closer and
closer. Finally, I reached it. I broke through, then shot up in my bed, breathing hard.
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by Wesley » Sun Apr 14, 2013 1:23 am
I'm your black rose,
Your silver platter,
White snow,
And purple splatter.

Username;; wesleydog
Name;; Black Rose Rosenblad
→ Black roses do not exist in nature. They are often featured in fiction with many different meanings and titles such as sardar, black magic, barkarole, black beauty Tuscany superb, black jade, and baccara varieties of roses-- article
→ Rosenblad, Rose's last name, is a Swedish count's surname with the meaning of rose blade, or leaf. They are an aristocratic family, possibly from the descent of Mathias Rosenblad, a Swedish politician and government official from the 18th and 19th centuries. They were recently deemed count once more after much political thought and discussion, and Rose's great-grandmother married into the family, raised from the title of 'servant' to the title of 'countess.'
Gender;; Female
Art of them dreaming;; by me:

Chaos--
The swirls in Black Rose's dream represent chaos through the different distractions in her life: 1) royalty, 2) inferiority, 3) concern for others, 4) lack of freedom, 5) confusion, 6) her perfectionist personality, and 7) her responsibilities. But the largest swirl of all, the one that swallows Rose whole in her dream, represents her family.
Extras--
Personality;;
sardar--
Rose's mum named her 'Black Rose' as symbolism for sardar, but she takes it as a symbolism for sadistic humility and rarity. She is sardar, however, or at least symbolized that way, because of her royalty title. The aristocracy run by her father in Sweden has made her into a 'princess' who simply wants to get away from it all. While it is true that Rose is a direct part of the royal family, she feels as though she is inferior and wants nothing to do with politics.
altruistic--
Rose is incredibly concerned for the well-being of others. She's more caught up and focused in the needs of the people and in the wants of her friends than she is in her own desires, because she strives to please others, not herself. This is a personality trait that is almost 'hereditary', inherited from her mother's side of the family who married into the royal family as mere servants nearly a century ago. She has a great worker's ethic and a lot of humility, and she's willing to go to extreme measures to prove herself as a humanitarian. Rose wants the best for everyone, and she donates a lot of her time and money to charitable causes.
emotional inferiority--
While Rose is superior to nearly all in political title, she has unconscious emotional inferiority, in which she places herself on a lower level than others subconsciously. She isn't fully aware that she sees herself as not a rarity in society, but a mistake, a small wrinkle, and she wants to put others before herself because she prefers to hide in the shadows and not get herself caught up in the world. She doesn't believe herself to be worthy of amenities such as friends and fame, and so she is the quietest and least pronounced member of the Rosenblads.
prim--
Rose's family often refers to her as perfectly prim & proper. She has a very exquisite, fancy taste, and she loves dressing in black and red garments heavily laced with a white lining. She likes to wear veils, but she's very modest in jewelry and prefers to go without it. She never wears makeup, though she will wear a few pieces of gold jewelry on occasion. She likes to be fancy and proper, and she is very polite. She doesn't speak incredibly well as though she were from several centuries ago, though she does bear an eloquent voice that everyone will hush and listen to.
lacy--
Rose's absolute favorite thing about a garment is lace. She loves to wear lace and anything that looks similar to lace. She likes frilly things that are very beautiful, and dresses are truly the only things that Rose will binge on. All other things about her are humble and simple, but she does love for herself a gorgeous gown.
liberalism--
Black Rose believes in freedom and happiness, and liberty is among the things that she values the very most. She really admires the well-organized government of the United States as it is far from the general king, count, queen, duke, or prime minister. She is a stickler for originality and dislikes poverty. She has been blessed with a passion to help people when they are in need, especially though who are enslaved. She believes the aristocracy of her country is a bit strict, but she keeps her mouth shut and her meandering thoughts away from the topic of politics.
integrity--
Rose holds herself accountable for everything that she says and does. She has incredible honesty and integrity, and she does her best to hold up her word. When she makes a promise, she's bound to never break it. Her promises aren't foolish and quick, and she can keep a secret rather well. She stays hidden in the shadows from the media and the fame, and she always keeps her secrets close and her enemies even closer. Nothing can make her choose to go back on her word. Her word is truth. She's not afraid to admit when she's wrong, either. She's gladly tell on herself if need be.
perfectionist--
Rose makes mistakes, in fact, she makes them frequently. She's imperfect, and admits it, which is far from what most politics under the pressure of media would ever do. She's always slipping up and saying the wrong thing or stumbling over her words whenever asked to say something to the press or whenever asked to properly greet a relative or guest. She'll be the first to admit it. But while she's far from perfect, she's still a perfectionist. Anything that she sets out to do must be completely finished, and it must be finished very well. When something frustrates her, she may give up, but when something is completed, it must be completed to the standard of excellence-- and perfection.
Background/History;;
Rose's great grandmother was an astonishingly gorgeous young female, but she was unfortunately cursed by being born into a class that certainly was not well-esteemed. In fact, her family was so poor that they worked as indentured servants, paying off their living quarters by working for the rest of their lives. From a young age, Loretta was taught to have proper manners, to speak when spoken to, and to recognize her placing. She worked hard in the kitchen, at the laundry, and she even occasionally took up a spot working in the fields. Her mother was constantly reminding her (for she was quite inquisitive) to keep her mouth shut-- that she was doomed to become very little more than what she already was. She was taught that her future wasn't bright.
At around the same time, there was much political debate in Loretta's home country of Sweden. The current royal families were vain and unskilled, and the people as a whole had come to realize that they needed to overthrow the current aristocratic rulers, for fear that their country's good reputation may be wrecked. The generally peaceful and calm countrysides became scattered with angry men arguing about politics and freedom, and eventually, the nobility was overthrown. A family line by the name of Rosenblad, perhaps even related to Mathias Rosenblad (though this is a highly debated topic) came to prominence. They were a great bloodline filled with able-bodied men and women great at working with their hands. They were more humble than the current rulers, and Sweden turned to the family to recompose their country.
A young Swedish boy, Amund Rosenblad, began to search for a love interest as he would become the future count of Sweden and would need a countess to help him rule. His eyes were caught on the young servant, Loretta, and they began to see each other, quickly falling deeply into love. Loretta's wild side began to overcome her quiet, well-trained p's and q's, and eventually, the once indentured servant became engaged to royalty. Mr. and Mrs. Amund Rosenblad carried out the family with dignity, and while they are simple sardar now (not quite the highest seats in the country), the family still remains prominent and well-trusted to the date.
Around four generations later, the subject of this story, Black Rose Rosenblad was born. Her mother named her 'Black Rose' as a representation of sardar, simply to flaunt to family history in which the family took much pride. Black Rose grew up in a society where she was constantly looked at, and never left alone. While she was taught qualities similar to those that her great-grandmother had been taught as a servant girl, she was never truly interested in politics and simply wanted to get away from it all.
Even though her mother is always reminding her that her father is a busy man and that she should be focused and driven just like he is, Black Rose couldn't help but always notice her father's absence in her life. Her mother gave her careful instruction, but they never really bonded the way that normally classed families would- never did braid each other's hair, never had the conversation about Rose's first crush, never even explored the family tree. That was the ruins of being royalty. Everything was already cut out for you. She had chefs that cooked for her, servants that did her hair (though she insisted on dressing herself), and there was never anything left for her mother to do. Growing up without true parental figures in her life, Rose adopted her favorite chef as her godfather and looked to him for all advice that she needed.
Attempting to live in royalty and attempting to live with your own personality isn't really a charm. It's not as easy as it seems. Present-day, Rose devotes most of her time to reading and drawing, as well as holding charities for the lower classes in Sweden.
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