- Please judge this little boy soon. ^^
Fail In Love wrote:Please judge this little boy soon. ^^
Fail In Love wrote:Please judge this little boy soon. ^^
Dawnbreeze10210 wrote:Fail In Love wrote:Please judge this little boy soon. ^^
Ack! Thanks for reminding me Fail, I'll do it this weekend.
Rated R wrote:Akhtar
✗ Male ✗ Nineteen Years ✗ Bad Boy ✗
How Dare You.
You've entered on my turf, son. This is a cold-hearted, cold-blooded place that a scrawny thing like you shouldn't come around. Yet you have, and I'll give you a piece of my mind. Make fun of what you see; I can tell you're judging me. I don't care, I don't give a sh-- about what you think because you know nothing about me. Akhtar. That's me. It means star in Arabic, and I haven't lived up to the name to the usual standards. No, I'm more of a black hole if you want to quote astronomy. Laugh; laugh all you like. Because you're the one in my territory, and I'm the one that's got you.
I'm a male obviously, and if you can't tell by my deep, sharp voice, I'd say you're deaf. I'm nineteen and that's a good place to be. I'm at the prime of my strength and no one messes with me. I've got barbed wired around my wings when I got caught trying to fly out of juvenile detention at a young age; I was an idiot back then and it was a rookie mistake. My eyes are differently colored; one a burning crimson and the other a pitch black. My scars are all considered battle wounds and I wouldn't give them up for the world; they make me who I am and every one reminds me of something that happened when I got it. For example, I got one when I tried to use my gem's power for the first time. I was angry at my father and I decided to go against his wishes and use my power. My fire cut through the boulder nearby, causing it to roll towards me and slash me in the chest. Of course, I was a young one back then too.
My history is irrelevant and I doubt you'd care to know. Who am I kidding, you don't deserve to know it. Instead, I'll just explain my personality to you. I'm not afraid of anything. Nothing scares me and I do not ever let myself show fear. I'm adventurous and absolutely desire the adrenaline rush of doing dangerous, fatal things. Nothing ever stops me; I have no conscious for that matter.
I am considered an infidel, a hazard to all because of my doings and occasionally my intentions. If someone dare hurt me or anyone I know as a friend will get revenge and I don't care if I get put in jail again for it. It's happened so many times, I've lost count, and at this point, it hardly matters whether I'm looking through the bars on the free side or the jailed side. I'm proud of my doings and nothing will cause me to be embarrassed of who I am and what I do. I'm in jail for the rest of my life? So be it. I find a kind owner? So be it. Nothing makes a difference to me, unless of course I'm dead.
Now I think that's enough of you to hear about me. I think it's your turn to share. Wait, what? The fire from my gem is burning you alive? Well, I warned you about me, didn't I?____________________________________________________I am Rated R, and Iwould really like this JMD because he reminds me of my hardships and everything I overcame once I was diagnosed with a mental condition [I am slightly embarrassed to say what, because it's stereotyped, but if you want to know, PM me. I'm much better now, and don't even need meds]
I'm very happy I finally overcame all of that, and I based him off of myself when I was going through that. I was uncontrollable, emotionally and physically because I did not know how to deal with everything. I very much hope this JMD will go to a wonderful home. The image of the barbed wire is not mine.
I give Dawnbreeze10210 full rights to take back Akhtar if he is mistreated.
Mildew wrote:Username: Mildew
WIP
Plastic blue invitations in my room.
I've been waiting here for you.
Reservations made for two.
Sunlight fading.
Black toungues speak faster than the car can crash.
You supply the rumours and I'll provide the wrath.
Romance is breaking every heart in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.
[left].:N A M E :.
Yomi
.:O R I G I N:.
Yomi is the Japanese name for the underworld. When Yomi
was born his parents saw him as a curse due
to his black body and bright red jems. Their own
bodies were beautiful, colorful, nothing like this spawn. The mother,
for the longest time, tried desperately to find some love
for her son despite her fear. She had heard rumors of
an evil spirit that would enter the womb, eat the
baby's soul, and take it's place to reek havoc in
the world and she always feared that Yomi would be
one of those spirits.
.:A G E:.
Yomi is twenty three years old. He became one with
the spirit Shuǐ when he was twelve. He was learning
how to swim so he could hunt fish like the
bears he had seen when his father tried to hold
him under water until he drowned. Shuǐ possessed the dying
dragon's body and slayed both of Yomi's parents, living inside
of him from that day on. The two often speak
inside Yomi's mind.
.:G E N D E R:.
Male
.E R S O N A L I T Y:.
Lonely, Spiteful, Begrudging,
Desperate, Hateful, Hopeless, Lost,
Vengeful, Broken-Hearted, Untrusting,
Impulsive, Niave
.:H I S T O R Y:.
Yomi was born to a beautiful, beautiful family. His
mother and father were bright, glorious colors with glowing
gems and pure powers. His mother was a healer of the body,
his father a mender of the mind. Together they would
make the perfect child, or so they thought. Needless to
say, Yomi's birth was a dissapointment. His parents were
afraid that he was cursed; an evil spirit that had eaten
the soul of their real child. It was Yomi's mother whom
held hope in her heart and dared not slay her beautiful
baby boy until she was absolutely certain that Yomi was not
pure, or perfect like the two of them.
For a long time, Yomi tried to live up to his mother and
Father's expectations of him. He worked hard to be
'normal' and he worked hard to make both of them happy,
however he never lived up to their expectation and for a
long time he could not tap into the power of his jewel. It
was rumored that because he was a spawn of darkness he
wouldn't be able to harness the power his mother and father
had, that he simply was not worthy. Yomi tried his hardest to
be a good boy, to be able to live up to his parent's
expectations, to stay out of trouble and prove that he wasn't
some evil spirit running rampent. It worked for a while,
at least, until he began seeing things in the water.
Yomi claimed to be hearing things, he told both of his parents
that voices were speaking to him and keeping him from sleeping.
He said they would tell him to do bad things and that his dreams
were plagued with nightmares. There wasn't a time he could sleep
without a horrible dream shaking him awake.
It was then that his parents thought that their son would soon be
taken away from them. They both feared that soon his evil power
would be awoken, so to protect him and the world they did the
hardest thing they could. Yomi's father took Yomi to the river,
promising to get to the bottom of the voices and the creatures his
son saw below the surface. Instead he tore open his son's neck and
held him below the muddy, polluted river. As Yomi suffocated his
vision in the muddy water fixed on a bit of barbed wire and a black
mass swaying in the deep approaching him. Darkness consumed his
being and the next thing he knew he was over his dead mother, whom
had been watching the whole ordeal. The barbed wire coiled around
his wings and tail torn in three separate chunks and he heard a voice
in his head whispering in a language he did not understand.
Rage, pain, and sorrow filled Yomi's heart. After much denial and
screams to the creature now inhabiting his body and mind, Yomi
made a turn for the worse. He grew up a cold, heartless dragon
with psychic powers. He could lift things with his mind, hear thoughts,
and communicate with the dead. His body was filled with Chinese
cursed characters from the phantom that shared his body. It took a
few months for him to learn to speak Chinese and a year and a half
before he learned how to write in Chinese. Communication did
not come easy with the beast within his mind, however he felt that
it meant him no harm and that it felt the pain he felt.
Together they roam the world: killing, stealing, and surviving. Yomi
longs to bring peace to his hoast so that the ghost that saved his life
can rest in peace and let him live his own life, though Yomi doesn't
believe he has much of a life to live any longer. His body has become
battered with the marks of his enemies and his heart has turned cold
and hard. Is hope obtainable?Loves wrote:Sweets
Nature
Sitting in Shallow Water
Attention
Innocence
Good Grooming Habits
MusicHates wrote:Bitter
Scars
Shuǐ
Mothers and Fathers
Voices in his Head
The Look of Blood
The Taste of Blood
The Smell of Blood
Cats
Anyone Looking at his Neck
Anyone Touching his Neck
Anything Near his NeckHey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who cares
They
They betray
I'm your only true friend now
They
They'll betray
I'm forever there
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true
Sad but true
You
You're my mask
You're my cover, my shelter
You
You're my mask
You're the one who's blamed
Do
Do my work
Do my dirty work, scapegoat
Do
Do my deeds
For you're the one who's shamed
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true
I'm your dream, mind astray
I'm your eyes while you're away
I'm your pain while you repay
You know it's sad but true
Sad but true
I'm your dream
I'm your eyes
I'm your pain
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.~N A M E~
Shuǐ
~O R I G I N~
Shuǐ comes from the ancient Chinese belief in ghosts. The
ghosts known as Shuǐ Guǐ are rumored to have drowned.
They live just below the water in wait, vengeful and
angry. They sometimes drag the living down under the water's
surface and posses their body so that they can carry
out their revenge on those who let them die.
~A G E~
Unknown
~G E N D E R~
Unknown , however it is assumed to be male because Yomi
would be far too embarrassed to be overpowered by a
woman. The monster claims to not remember it's real name,
it's real gender, nor it's real body. It only remembers
the face of the man whom held it under the
water's surface, tearing it's life from it's body
and that it had eyes like ruby's, which now show
evident in at least one of Yomi's eyes at all times.
~P E R S O N A L I T Y~
Angry, Manipulative, Selfish, Secretly
Protective (of Yomi), Fearful, Pained, Brilliant,
Mischievous, Quirky, Devious, Malicious,
Merciless, Stubborn, Determined,
Creative, Smart, Calculated
~H I S T O R Y~
Shuǐ was born in Ancient China and had the most
dazzling ruby eyes anyone had ever seen. That's all Shuǐ
could remember. For centuries the drowned spirit swam in
the deep, looking for the one that murdered him/her.
The face is vivid, the face haunts and lurks with every blink
and when the child was nearly drowned it was all Shuǐ
could do to not let him face the same fate.
Yomi was easy to mold, easy to overpower, raise and conquer.
Yomi was innocent and naive. It was all too easy for
Shuǐ to use the dragon's body and his powers to search for
the one who trapped his/her spirit on this earth. Murder,
guts, and glory follow them wherever they go and no
one knows where peace may lie.Loves wrote:Spicey
Bitter
Poetry
The Sound of Bones Crunching
Piano Music
The Taste of Blood
Shiny Things
Yomi
Bargaining
Begging
White Gold/Platinum
Good Grooming Habits
ScarsHates wrote:Sweets
Innocence
Anyone who tries to 'confuse' Yomi
Anyone who tries to hurt Yomi
Yomi
Water
Dancing
Touching Someone
Being Touched by Someone
Mothers and FathersI'm your dream
I'm your eyes
I'm your pain
You know it's sad but true
Hate
I'm your hate
I'm your hate when you want love
Pay
Pay the price
Pay for nothing's fair
Hey
I'm your life
I'm the one who took you there
Hey
I'm your life
And I no longer care
I'm your dream, make you real
I'm your eyes when you must steal
I'm your pain when you can't feel
Sad but true
I'm your truth, telling lies
I'm your reason alibis
I'm inside, open your eyes
I am you
Sad but true
.::~H O P E ?~::.
Shortly after Yomi's twenty-third year, he meets a rabbit
by the name of Tox. His first intention is to eat the creature
and go about his merry way, however he gets to talking...
he gets to thinking... he gets to wondering about what it is the
rabbit is saying to him. Their talks become more frequent, their
visits more sibyl, and for a moment Yomi feels that maybe he
has a friend... someone to talk to... someone to listen to...
Maybe there is someone on this earth, other than Shuǐ, who
just wants to be his friend?
Maybe there is someone else on this earth who knows
of the injustice caused by that foul man that robbed the life from
his/her lungs? Maybe there is someone who won't try to kill Yomi?
Maybe there is someone who doesn't think Yomi is a curse or an
evil spirit from the underworld? Maybe... just maybe there is such a
thing as a real family? Hope is bleak and doubts are high, however
neither can deny that there's something strange about this
creature with floppy ears and horns growing from his ears.
Though he is bad, cruel, careless and rude, maybe that's just
what this family wants and expects nothing new.I give Dawnbreeze10210 Full rights
to take back Yomi and Shuǐ if they are mistreated.
.Plastic blue conversations in my room.
Saving every tear for you.
Trusting every word untrue.
Twilight fading.
Fate changes faster than the death of light.
You provide the envy and I'll provide the spite.
Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.
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