[DraconisSumeris]

sounds awesome lumpin! not entering though ^6 id love him/her, yet i figure its not for meh X3

[foxxbreath]

A Deeper Look
Description:
Credit to Kuroshitsuji Wiki
Sebastian is a dutiful and dedicated butler to Grell
Sophiete. He follows each order faithfully, while always ensuring
that the Sophiete house runs smoothly. He does not sleep, except
as a luxury, and frequently performs tasks for Grell at night. The
manner in which he responds to Grell's demands is quite notable,
as the servants are pleased when they can successfully imitate him;
he says, "Yes, My Lady." very frequently.
Sebastian is, in actuality, a heartless, sadistic, and malicious demon.
He is ruthless when he attacks others on his Mistress's orders. His diabolical
nature is also shown through his cruel sarcasm and his inability to see good
in much of anyone. At times, Sebastian can be indifferent, and he
deliberately delays Grell's well-being, frequently teases her, and has put
her life in mild danger for his own amusement. He calls Grell a "brat" who
treats his workers rudely. However, despite all the troubles he goes through
on a daily basis, he says that he does not dislike the butler lifestyle.
Sebastian views money as "rubbish" and is more than willing to give out
generous amounts of pocket money given to him. He is fluent in French
and Latin, enough to teach his Mistress. Sebastian has a strong distaste
for Grim Reapers, a feeling that is returned. He greatly favors cats, and
he keeps at least thirteen cats or more hidden in his closet, to make sure
Grell does not find out.
Sebastian often contemplates about the behaviors and attitudes of human
beings. He finds humans, in general, to be "difficult creatures," but he adds
that their struggles and lofty goals make them interesting. He is intrigued
about how insatiable they are, as they are willing to "drag others down to
get what they want, even in death."

Personality:
Sebastian is clever, deep mind and has the
talent to excel in highly inspirational lines of endeavor as a
dramatist, musician, writer, or artist.
He can be lifted by beauty in all forms and you are at the
most creative when inspired.
Sebastian is expressive, affectionate nature responds very
quickly through his feelings, but he must guard against being
possessive and jealous; Hard as this may be with his demonic nature.
He can feel and sense much more than he can fully understand
and cannot express all his emotions very well. This makes him
seem naïve, and antisocial. Unfortunately, these uncontrolled
thoughts make it difficult for Sebastian to retain emotional stability,
and prevent him from finding proper peace and relaxation. Moods of
depression, self-pity and a quick temper cause him much suffering.
His delight in mystery can draw him into occult studies or religions.
Sebastian tends to center his interest too much on whatever means
the most to him, and then he becomes over-possessive and suffers
through disillusionment and fear of losses.
Inner turbulence can deplete Sebastian's vitality and have a detrimental
effect on his health causing him to suffer through heart, lung, or respiratory
troubles, as well as breakdowns of the nervous system.

Relationship With Other #100 JMD:
Sebastian may be every, literally every Jewel's
worst nightmare, but he has had a crush on the other #100 jewel since
they were just kids.
Forbidden love, if you would. It's what his betraying heart does. Breaks rules,
and this is breaking one of his own rules; Thoue shalt not fall in love, with one
with a heart of good.
But, as much as he cares for his opposite, he hates her. I guess you could say
his feelings are both a love-hate relationship for him, and probably what she feels
for him. Sebastian has a bad reputation with this jewel, seeing as he has tried
killing her multiple times.

Pain makes you stronger. Tears make you braver.
Heartbreak makes you wiser.
So thank the past for a better future!

Yes, my Lord

What's in a name?

Name:
Sebastian Michaelis
After the demon in my all-time favorite anime, Black Butler. I thought it fit extremely well; This jewel is 'your worst nightmare'. Sebastian is a demon, my worst nightmares are demons....plus the other #100 jewel is an angel, and they are complete opposites! Demons and Angels. :3
Pronunciation:
Sea-Bass-Stee-An
I realize this isn't the normal way to pronounce it. I just wanted a cool, unique way. this jewel deserves something different!
Origin:
Greek
Meaning:
The meaning of Sebastian is "revered". The original form of this name referred to those from a particular city or region of Asia minor, whose Greek name was from the Latin imperial title "Augustus". Saint Sebastian, who probably was a native of that place, was a third-century martyred centurion who became patron saint of soldiers. Shakespeare gave the name to the twin brother of Viola in "Twelfth Night". British use since the 1940s may have been influenced by a character in Evelyn Waugh's popular "Brideshead Revisited"
Another meaning is religious, sacred, and intelligent. Capable and venerable(worthy of praise).
Nicknames:
Sebby, Bassy, Demon, Devil, and more commonly know as
"The Evil" or "Devilish" One. Also, he has been called "The Undertaker", due
to the fact that he has killed his targets and buried them in his underground layer,
even though he barely goes there anymore. Sebastian works just fine, though. One other
name he can be called is Satan, but no one really calls him that due
to the fact it to much related to the real devil.

The outside appearance
Gender:
Male
Age:
He's a young adult, but refuses to tell anyone his age. It is assumed Sebastian is around his twenties.
Jewel Color:
Black. Sebastian's jewel is black, with some red markings on it.
Size
Sebastian is bigger than a mustang, but not quiet the size of an elephant. He is somewhere in-between. So, in reality, you could compare him to a giraffe's shoulder height(about 16 feet), and for length, is around the length of a red-tail boa(7.5 feet)

Sexuality:
Pansexual
Sebastian is gender-blind. He doesn't care about whether someone is male or female, if he finds them cute or attractive he'll flirt with them. I chose this, because I don't know what the gender of the other #100 dragon will be, and honestly(Even though I am straight) It doesn't matter to me. :3
Religion:
._. He's a demon, what do you think?
(Athiest)

No. I won’t abandon hate. If I do, nothing would be left of me.

Life
Occupation:
Sebastian currently works for the Sophiete household, as lonely as it may be in that large mansion. After all, there is only two other living beings there; Mistress Grell Sophiete, and her friend Sea.
Nevertheless; Sebastian is loyal to his Mistress, whom he calls 'My Lady', and will always be loyal to her family until the end of time. A demonic being like him wouldn't really fit in with anyone else. Of course, he doesn't really have feelings for anyone, just works to pass time.
Relationships:

Mistress Grell Sophiete | Female | Mistress
Sebastian's relation ship with Mistress Sophiete is nothing more that a master-butler relationship. No more, no less. True, they have a closer relationship than most masters and butlers do; But Grell has her eyes on someone for once. If Sebastian got in the way of that, Grell would break their contract.

Sea Watcher | Female | Friend
Sea is a friend of Sebastian's. As a friend of Grell's, she is a friend of him. To be honest, Sea has a slight crush on Sebby. This can make her a pain, but she means well. Sebastian doesn't like to be to harsh with her, it could mean punishment from Grell!

Façade | Male | Brother from another mother
In all honesty; Sebastian actually kind of like Façade. They are alike in more ways than you think, and if he could; Sebastian would talk to Façade all day! But, he must accept his Mistress's wishes....Strange, how well this demon and this shinigami can get along.Especially when he's around her crush, but don't tell him, Façade, or Grell, I said that!

Ivy Poison | Female | Friend
Once again, a friend of Grell's is most likely a friend of Sebastian's. Ivy is definitely. Sebastian likes her, but not in...that way. For a bad girl, Sebastian sees her as sweet. If he didn't have a forbidden crush she would be his type!

Prof. Dr. Genevieve Conoe Psmith | Female | Whatever
Well, Sebastian isn't friends or enemies with Genevieve. He likes her, because she has killed someone, but other than that couldn't really care less......but grell does go and visit her often to get information on crimes the Queen of England has given her to solve.

Espresso | Female | Enemy
Espresso is to cheery and happy for Sebastian to even THINK about liking her. he's extremely picky about who he likes, and once he's made his decision it's hard to change his mind. If he had his way, he would personally go and be Espresso's worst nightmare, he's basically every other jewel's nightmare, anyways...But Grell won't allow it, as much as she thinks Espresso is cheery, too.

Salidju | Female | Either
Sebastian doesn't care to much for Salidju, but doesn't hate her. She's not to happy and caring for him to hate, yet she isn't dark enough for him to care about a whole lot, if you now what I mean?

Ashe | Male | Enemy
Ashe, for one, has the same name as Sebastian's mortal enemy. For two, let's just say Ashe is to loving and caring for Sebastian's liking....Not to mention the fact Ashe has a crush on another of Sebastian's enemies. This doesn't have anything to do with Sebby liking Ashe or anything, but you know how Sebastian is.

Ember | Female | Friend
Believe it or not, Sebastian actually like Ember(As a friend). Not the happy side of her, but the fact that she's not into the romance and stuff. Also, it's the way her fur gives off a darker feel. Plus he owls, he loves the talons, and will do anything to look at them.

Daichi | Male | Friend
Daichi is the gardener of the Sophiete household. To be honest, Daichi is probably one of the most responsible workers in the mansion, besides Sebby of course. At first, Daichi was horrible at his job, but he wanted to learn. Sebastian respected that, and now, Sebastian can always count on Daichi to keep the outside of the mansion looking nice.

As you can tell, Sebastian has a pretty un-social life, even when he and his Mistress are out and about on business, he tends to keep to himself.


All jewels belong to their rightful owners! :3

History- How He Became Like This
Sebastian started off with a
somewhat normal child hood. Sadly, all he
can remember is rainy days, filled with work
with little to no food for him to eat. He lived
alone with his mother, his father and an older
brother he had were taken away into slavery.
It was just him, and his mother fighting to survive.

Sebastian was about ten when he was taken, as
well. At first, he had hope he would see his father
and brother again....but it was only a hope. His masters
made him and other special animals that were living on the
streets work day and night, rain or snow, in very poor living
conditions.

The most he had to wear was a patched up shirt, and a pair
of brown pants that weren't very warm. In colder weather he
wore a small cloak, but it didn't help much. It was almost always
cold and wet in this part of London. And he barely got anything
for his work, and was punished more than rewarded. In other
words, you could say abused.....by someone who had no idea who
he was, and didn't care about him.

One night, Sebastian went into a 'garden' as he called it, all
it was was a field filled with bare thorn bushes. He didn't care.
They looked like he felt. He sat there, in the spot with the most
moonlight. For some reason, it made him happier to be there, in
the cold all alone. It changed something inside him, something no
one may ever understand.

As a teenager, Sebastian found a better job after running away
from his past. This job was in a church, he really didn't care.
There was one problem, though; When he was a kid and still
with his mother he had grown fond of cats. This church
sacrificed cats. And, Sebastian was the one who had to kill
them. It got so bad, the priests had to literally pry
the kittens from Sebastian's arms.

One day.....he just lost it. He couldn't stand to see another one
of those innocent animals die. He took a sword off the wall,
one of the ones used to kill the cats, and killed as many
people surrounding him as he could. He was driven by anger,
blinded by fury. He grabbed the head priest's necklace, a rope
with a wooden cross on it. When the police got there, he
was crying with anger, clenching the necklace, paws covered
in blood.

He lied about what happened, and said that he walked in to
see his uncle, the priest, (who wasn't actually his uncle)dead.
He took the necklace, to remember him. He stayed
and looked out the window once the police left, for about
three hours....just staring-blankly
out the window.

Sebastian thought he saw a shadow...he turned around but
saw nothing, they kept flying from his view and into the corner
of his eye. He backed up, surrounded by almost complete darkness.
You have sssinned! The voices hissed. He closed his eyes and
a tear of fear rolled down his cheek. "I'm sorry...." He whispered.
All of a sudden, there was a bright light. It didn't really have a color,
not even black or white. then; He felt as if he was falling. He opened his
eyes and was surrounded by a soft.....blue-grey light, and at the edges of
his vision were black shadows. "I'm ready..." There was a snickering noise,
and there was something like....hands or....paws? Reaching out to him.
After that, he felt a shocking coldness run through his body, and everything
went black.

Ever since then, Sebastian has been in his demon form....same as before,
but some alterations have been made. He has forgotten his old life for the
most part, but there is this burning hatred inside him that can never be
extinguished....or maybe it can? No one knows until it happens, if it ever does.
Almost all emotion, except for the extremely sensitive part of him, has been
taken away...

Angels and demons heaven and hell,
Lots of untold stories that I would love to tell

Like the raging war for all the lost souls
This battle scene with all the bones and skulls

It’s an awkward sight with fire and light
With angels and demons on a deadly flight

Colliding and thrashing and ripping without ease
For the one man that they have to please

They’re fighting for freedom that’s what they do
Angels consist of all religions; catholic, Mormon, or Jew

Angles don’t die they are invincible and stronger than you think
Unlike the demons who are vulnerable and weak.

The demons are losing and start to die off
And you can hear the devil as he starts to cough

“To hell with you all we will be back
And when we do you better be ready for the attack”

And the angels will be waiting with honor and pride and the knowingness of what to do
They wait knowing They would lay their life on the line just to fight for you

This is what I brought you this you can keep,
This is what I brought you may forget me.
I promise to depart just promise one thing,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

This is what I brought you this you can keep,
This is what I brought you may forget me.
I promise you my heart just promise to sing,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

This is what I thought,
I thought you need me,
This is what I thought so think me naïve,
I promise you a heart you'd promise to keep,
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep

Likes
Click links for visual aid. XD
Cats~
Sebastian likes cats, adores them. They
are the one thing that can get him to ignore Grell!
He loves cats so much, if he sees one; completely
ignores anything Grell says. He'd pet cats all day, if
it weren't for his Mistress's wishes and her allergies.
Blood~
-shrugs- Blood. Sebastian's used to seeing it, being
considered a nightmare and all. He's not a cutter, but if he
happens to get a cut he'll literally lick the blood from it
before treating it properly.
Fear~
Fear. It's a demon's greatest weapon. Sebastian
feeds off of it, and not only fear if him; But of everything.
Anything you are scared of, Sebastian will turn into a
nightmare.
Crows/Ravens~
Cows, Ravens, Blackbirds; They're Sebastian's
favorite kinds of birds. They're black, and they look so
mysterious!
Black~
Black along with red, s Sebastian's favorite
color.

Hush little baby
Don't you cry
Don't cut your arms
Don't say goodbye

Put down that razor
Put down that light
It may be hard
But you'll win this fight|

Theme Song:
Monochrome No Kiss
(English)
(Original)
Voice:
Sebastian talks in #400000,A dark crimson color.
Phobias:
Aeroacrophobia- Fear of open high places. Sebby dislikes them greatly.
Agliophobia- Fear of pain. He was abused when he was younger.
But inflicting pain on others doesn't seem to bother him.
Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed objects. Who isn't?
Anablephobia- Fear of looking up. Sebby hates it! Makes him feel small.
Aphenphosmphobia- Fear of being touched. (Haphephobia) He needs
personal space.
Arachnephobia or Arachnophobia- Fear of spiders...so he hates being in
Grell's office with her little...'friends'.
Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting. All
he wants is attention, to be honest.
Atychiphobia- Fear of failure. He.....he doesn't want to fail again.
Catoptrophobia- Fear of mirrors. Sebby has never
seen the way he looks now, and doesn't want too.
Claustrophobia- Fear of confined spaces. They
always make him think he's stuck in a cage.
Clinophobia- Fear of going to bed. He scares
so many younger jewels....he's started being wary of
something jumping out from under his bed for
a change. Lucky for him, demons only sleep as a luxury.
Cynophobia- Fear of dogs or rabies. He hates dogs,
to begin with.
Dextrophobia- Fear of objects at the right side of the body.
This is why he always has his hair, which is rather long yet handsome,
covering his right eye.
Ecclesiophobia- Fear of church. He's a demon. ._.
Emetophobia- Fear of vomiting. I myself have this, and
vomiting isn't fun period.
Gelotophobia- Fear of being laughed at. This is why he's
never looked in a mirror.
Hierophobia- Fear of priests or sacred things. Once again,
demon.
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia- Fear of long words
He has good memory, but not THAT good!
Leukophobia- Fear of the color white. It's so....bright.
Novercaphobia- Fear of your step-mother.....He finds
step-parents creepy, okay? xD
Ophidiophobia- Fear of snakes. (Snakephobia) They seem
to stare into his soul. o-o
Ophthalmophobia- Fear of being stared at. Reminds him
of snakes.
Ouranophobia or Uranophobia- Fear of heaven, for a third time;
he's a demon. :3
Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love. It confuses him
so much, he doesn't know how to react except in fear.

To say it simply, Sebby has Polyphobia- Fear of many things.

Relationship Status
Sebastian isn't in a relationship currently, and
doesn't plane on being in one for a long while.

As much as he has a crush on his opposite, and as much
as he wishes she could be his, he's just not ready yet. Sebastian
hasn't been in any relationships, so he's nervous and doesn't want
to screw up more than he already has.

Sebastian thinks no one could care for him in the way he
cares for them, and him being a demon, this may even be
true. So, he is currently single and as much as he may want;
Isn't really looking to be in a relationship for a while.



If it’s your wish, I will follow you everywhere
even if your throne crumbles, and your shiny crown
turns to rust
even if the bodies pile up endlessly, above the
bottomless pile corpses
Beside you as you lie softly down, I will be
until I hear the words “check Mate” !
~Sebastian

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think your special whats behind your back
So turn around and ill pick up the slack.

Take em' to the bridge

Dirty babe
You see these shackles
Baby I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way

Take em' to the chorus

Come here girl
Go ahead, be gone with it
Come to the back
Go ahead, be gone with it
VIP
Go ahead, be gone with it
Drinks on me
Go ahead, be gone with it
Let me see what you're twerkin with
Go ahead, be gone with it
Look at those hips
Go ahead, be gone with it
You make me smile
Go ahead, be gone with it
Go ahead child
Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Get your sexy on

I'm bringing sexy back
Them other ******* don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast

Take em' to the bridge

I'm bringing sexy back
You ****** ******* watch how I attack
If that's your girl you better watch your back
Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact

Take em' to the chorus

Dislikes
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Angels~
Sebastian hates them, honestly.
Aside from the one Angel he loves, he find these "perfect,
clean creatures" as he calls them, disgusting.
Dogs~
Sebastian hates dogs, even more than he loves
cats. He calls the "loud useless animals''. Cats to him
are more soothing, and dogs don't normally like cats...
He especially hate Pluto; The demon hound. (Who in
the picture is in his human form(White hair, the guy
with black hair is Sebastian))
Happiness~
Happiness, faith, God. This is a demon's
worst nightmare. God could kill him in a blink of
an eye!
Reality~
If you follow the rules of reality, he shouldn't
exist. It's not normal. One of Sebastian's biggest fears
is reality catching up to him.
Horror Movies or Games~
They never have caught his fancy, and they
don't capture the real thing. He would know, being
a demon and all. (He has a secret admiration for Slender, though)

Tonight, too, you have a blank look in your eyes,
as your hesitating shadow reflected in the mirror
mischievously becomes even darker,
and takes a grey-colored breath.

Now, resist! This is a slowly precipitating world.
Shouldn't where you stand be some place different?

I tut-tut at the overly embellished lies,
and fly off with my feet bare.
With my shackles removed, what's left
is my laughably foolish but yet sturdy strength.

My chest starts to throb to the point of being helpless,
as I force open the night's window.
Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
You will rule the world.

When you break out of one dream, another will be waiting.
Untie the ribbon sitting at bosom,
use it to tie up the boring part of your own self,
and roll him on the floor.

Now, lure it in. That is an inverting world.
You can see the blackness that's emitting white light, right?

If reality becomes too obscure, I'll just kick it away,
and start running with my feet bare.
When there's bright red liquid oozing from my torn nails,
I'll just drink up that pain, so that time can start accelerating.

My chest starts to rage to the point of being immodest,
as my knock shatters the morning's window.
Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
You will rule the world.

As the sky suddenly starts to collapse,
I erase the the old names of the swaying flowers,
and then give them new names.
The way of things in this world will be handpicked by you.

My chest starts to tremble ceaselessly,
as a different wind gently brushes our cheeks.
Yes, I shall do everything as ordered by you.
You will rule the world.

How He Met Grell:
I stood there, panting. Blood was dripping
from my mouth. Not mine, of course, but my enemies;
Who lay dead on the ground.
“You’re lucky I didn’t just drag you down to Hell
when I went back,” I growled in my dead
victim’s ear. After I had gotten my last words out, I picked the
dead Jewel up off the ground by the scruff, and dropped him
into the nearest deep hole I found. I will admit, it took some
strength to carry that thing, and walk that far.
It was about…..dusk, I’d say, when I returned back to where
I had been sleeping. Not hell, of course, I had always found
the life on Earth more sufficient. I had been sleeping in an
alley way, behind one of the many towns in London. Why
I chose there I’ll never know, but I built a place, and I’ll
say it was a pretty nice place (For an alleyway), out of the
scrap metal and boxes I found back there.
Anyways, I was sitting there, minding my own business,
and cleaning my claws. Even though the blood on them
made a nice little touch, I didn’t want to be noticed as the
murderer in these parts. I stretched, and no sooner had I
closed my eyes;
“Sea! Why do you always drag me out here!?!?!”
I winced as the feminine voice pierced my ears.
Sitting up, I growled. I jumped down from my box, and grumpily
stalked towards the noise. What I saw was, one, I had been
sleeping behind a mansion. Two, two female jewels. One was black,
and she had white lace-like designs on her tail, paws, and some on
her face. The other, who was practically dragging the first
jewel out the door. She was kind of a greenish blue, and had
mint-green stripes on her hip.
I sat there, watching in amusement while the green jewel,
Sea, I gathered, dragged her friend outside.
“Grell! The air is good for you!”
She said. “You can’t
stay isolated inside forever!” I disagreed
with this, what do you think demons do for half their lives?
Eventually, I got tired of their bickering. "Girls!"
I called, anger in my voice, just to scare them. Grell
whipped around, and Sea dropped to the ground and
covered her head with her
paws. "Don't eat me!"
Grell rolled her eyes towards her friend,
but was back to staring at me a moment later.

"Who are you?"
She asked me. I grinned, showing my fangs.
"Oh, 'love, I have no one specific name."
Of course, I was being flirting just to toy with her.
"Don't call me love," she growled at me.
"Oh? You think you can tell me what to do,
how cute." As far as I was
concerned, we were off to a good start. "Now, listen, 'love,
would someone with such a nice house offer some shelter and
food to a poor ol' soul like me?" Grell
just continued to stare at me with hostility in her eyes.
"Hmph, well I suppose.....follow me." She turned
around and I followed her and Sea into the mansion.
_______________________________________
I sat at Grell's table. It was smaller than I expected, her
living in a mansion and all....but even though I normally
didn't eat, demons don't need to, I ate like a starved rat.
Sea sat across from me, grinning like an idiot.
"Are you looking for work, as well?" She asked, and
I nearly choked on my food. Good thing I had no need
to breath, being a demon and all. "Sea!"
Grell exclaimed, blushing.
"What? You could se more people here. So,
what's the answer hands- erm....What's your name?"
I growled. "I suppose,
but only for a price." Grell sighed in
annoyance; "What price?" I
grinned, once again revealing my fangs. "Well, 'love,"
I started, resulting I a growl from Grell.
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm a demon.
And there is one thing a demon desires; his master's soul.
But, I don't have a master as of right now, do I?
No, I don't. But, you and your
annoying friend could change that."
Grell looked uneasy. "M-my s-soul?"
She asked, stuttering. "Yes,
'love. But, I won't take it until my duty, as a
butler, is done." She seemed
oblivious to the fact I picked my own position, and
called her 'love.
Again.
Grell gulped, and Sea looked terrified. "O-ok-kayy..."
Grell stuttered again. I just snickered.
"Great, but, I need a name."
It has always been the master's job to choose
their demons' names. Grell was silent for a long while.
"Sebastian." She said."
You're name will be
Sebastian, and I will be your mistress." I said
the name, quietly to myself. The way It rolled
over my tongue was...amazing. I dipped my
head in respect.
"If it’s your wish, I will follow
you everywhere, even if your throne crumbles,
and your shiny crown turns to rust.
Even if the bodies pile up endlessly, above the
bottomless pile corpses.
Beside you, as you lie softly down, I will be
until I hear the words 'check Mate'!"
Ever since then, we have been
loyal to the contract.

When you're a kid;
They tell you it's all....
Grow up. Get a job. Get married.
Get a house. Have a kid. And that's it.
The truth is, the world s so much

STRANGER
than that. It's so much

DARKER
and so much

MADDER
...and so much

BETTER ~The Doctor

No matter how many times that you
told me you wanted to leave
No matter how many breaths that
you took you still couldn't breathe
No matter how many nights that you'd
lie wide awake to the sound of the
poison rain
Where did you go
Where did you go
Where did you go
As the days go by the night's on fire
Tell me would you kill to save a life
Tell me would you kill to prove you're right
Crash crash
Burn let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
No matter how many deaths that I die I
will never forget
No matter how many lies I live I will never regret
There is a fire inside of this heart and a riot
about to explode into flames
Where is your God
Where is your God
Where is your God
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead or alive
To torture for my sins
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead or alive
To live a lie
Tell me would you kill to save a life
Tell me would you kill to prove you're right
Crash crash
Burn let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
The promises we made were not enough
The prayers that we had prayed were like a drug
The secrets that we sold were never known
The love we had the love we had
We had to let it go
Tell me would you kill to save a life
Tell me would you kill to prove you're right
Crash crash
Burn let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all underground
This hurricane
This hurricane
This hurricane
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead or alive
To torture for my sins
Do you really want
Do you really want me
Do you really want me dead or alive
To live a lie

Just a Bit Deeper...
Zodiacs:
Chinese;;
Horse
The Worker
Astrologic;;
Pisces
The Two Fish
Celtic Druid;;
Lime Tree
The Doubter

Elements and Planet:
Chinese Element;;
Metal
Jin
Western Element;;
Water
Emotions
Planet;;
Jupiter
Temperate

Yin or Yang:
Yang

Birthstone:
Aquamarine
Diplomacy

Other:
Number;;
Seven
The Independent
Season;;
Winter
Divine Color;;
Lime
The Loyal
Day of the Week;;
Saturday

Favorite Number;;
666


I am simply one hell of a butler,
-- Sebastian

Laws Of The Devil
Note;; I had a very hard time writing these,
due to being a Christian. But I forced myself to do it, for
the hope of winning this jewel.

1. Thou shalt not worship thy Lord Jesus Christ
2. Thou shalt ignore the sabbath, as it is against my ways.
3. Thou shalt ignore the ways of the good.
4. Thou shalt not fall in love with one of good.
5. Thou shalt betray thu father and mother.
6. Thou shalt worship me or die.
7. Thou shalt kill thy's enemies.




Art:
By Me
By Me
By Me
By ArtemisDragon
By Me
By Me
By Me(Lines by Belldandy)
Popart by me(Drawn on phone)
By Me(More phone art)

[inkydragons]

Reserving o3o

[. : cry : .]

Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Quirks:
Powers:
Star Sign:
Talents:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Backstory:
Art:


Reserving! Amg~

[greye]

"Well well, what have we here? A wanderer has appeared to have "wandered" into my living quarters. A risky move, weak one."
The voice is oddly other-worldly, and a blood-red stare pierces your thoughts. There is definitely a dragon there but the form is hidden by cascading shadows.
"Who are you...?" The words just seemed to slip out.
"Since you have risked meeting me here, I suppose you ought to know then, hmm? It's not likely you'll be running home to tell everyone anyways. Well in that case, welcome to my world, stranger."
Name
"I go by many different names, you see. Creature, Nightmare, Devil, Caliginous, you can name it. One that I'm particularily fond of is The Void, or Void, if you will. The peasant who named me had no idea how accurate the word was."
Gender
"I am a male. Would you like to check? Didn't think so."
Personality
"I believe it is rather rude to ask such a question, but if I could describe myself I would say...
-Overpowering
-Ominous
-Dark
-Contaminated
-Insane
-Psychopathic
-Treacherous
-Evil
Some of these I did not choose (insane, for example) but it is just the reality we must face, don't you agree?"
Likes/Dislikes
"My, my what personal questions you have for me! If you must know, though, I am rather fond of:
-Shadows, obviously
-Blood
-Fear
-Sharp objects
-Storms
On the other hand, I have grown to hate
-Company and unwanted attention
-Light
-Small spaces
-Wind
-My father
I have my reasons, and don't even try to get more out of me. My lips are sealed."
Fears
"Must I tell you now, peasant? Yes, even I have fears. Don't go thinking that I'm weak though.
The one thing I fear the most of all is change. Once again, I have my reasons but it shattered my childhood and dreams. Enough said."
Backstory
The dragon, Void was speechless. Not in anger, but was it... fear? What had occurred in the past that had been so scarring? Is it why he was like this? "I have no idea why I bother to share these things with you." He snarls and reluctantly pulls out a book. It's pages are yellowed and caked with dust and covered in scrawled black cursive lettering. This must be a form of history. "I keep it in the book do I do not forget. Even when I want to, I mustn't let myself. This is why I keep it here." You open up the book and on the first page, in the center were the words One must never never escape the past...
You flip to page one.
It happened today at Windover Bridge.
My mother was an innocent creature who would never harm a hair on anyone's head and that's why everyone was puzzled. I was padding gently over the bridge when I heard a metallic clang from across the way. A dragon sat there. Nothing suspicious about that, it seemed.
The dragon then proceeded to draw something from a pocket in a bag draped over his left side, something that gleamed in the dusk light. Something spattered with crimson. It all happened so fast after that. The stranger lunged at my mother, wrapping paws around her neck and pinning her to the edge of the bridge. It snarled a few words before sinking the blade into her neck. Then, as soon as it had arrived, the other was gone.

I was in shock.
Was she really dead?
I crawled up to her, curling up in the grove of her tail. Her lifeless eyes stared at me so I shut my own and willed myself to sleep. Maybe it was all a dream. I prayed it was all a dream. But no such luck would ever befall me, it seemed.

I was collected shortly after. They had lead me away from the scene of the crime as I sobbed uncontrollably while watching them load the body into a wagon and sending it off. Everything was going to be okay, they said. How did I even believe them at the time? Even now the very thought brings tears to my eyes.
You slam the book closed in a mix of shock and despair and stare at the shape in the shadows.
"Tragic, I know. But that is far from everything now, isn't it?
Keep on reading.


I was given to my father today. It was one of the most horrifying things a youngling like me could have possible experienced. While most would be content with living with only one of their parents, I was far from that.
You see, my father was almost going insane. He would mutter to himself and be whispering about some hidden secrets. His appearance was nothing short of formidable: huge and well-muscled with matted fur and a crimson jewel centered on his forehead.
Curiously, it had a rather large crack running from the center down. I had once tried to ask him the reason and I ended up getting a vague response. "Ask the creature. Ask why it decided to do it." I decided not to waste my time any longer and stormed off.

"Straighten up, boy." he snapped and stalked off, leaving me sitting in a candle-lit attic. The room was filled with dust and dead insects but I didn't seem to care much. This was where I spent the next year or so of my life.

Things just got worse after that one year.
It was a dark night and the air was thick with the scent of rain by the time I got home. What was meant to be an evening stroll had turned into a great adventure through the twisted alleyways of the city. I was exhausted upon arrival and plopped down on a couch to rest when my father hobbled down.
It wasn't hard to tell something was off with him. He struggled to stand at times and the words he spoke were slurred. And that scent, was it...?
"No, father. You're drunk. Go lay down before you hurt yourself."
He simply stared at me with a distant look.
"I'm fine boy. B-b-better than ever. I feel wonderful. See?"
He clumsily padded to the door and stumbled out. Before I could stop him, the door slammed shut in my face and the figure soon dissapeared. I, however was much to tired to care and returned to my spot on the couch. Before long, I was asleep.
(WIP)

Art
"I will try to find the photograph of me as a youngling after the incident. They had to keep me under lock and key until they found the real culprit. (WIP)"

"And look, here's a newspaper clipping about yours truly. Notice the way they call me a monster. Just give me a moment to find it... (also a WIP)"

Relationship with JMD 101
While Void has his back turned, you seize the chance to grab the paper from underneath the floorboards. It has a scribbled drawing of feathered wings on it, Void's handiwork. Inside is more writing, just like the memory book.
I saw her again today.
I was crouched low under a crate, waiting to scare some unexpected creature when she landed across the way from me. It was the first time I had seen her close like that since the incident.
Beautiful.
I'm still puzzled as to why I'm so drawn to her. We are exact opposites, bred to hate each other. I almost killed her once. But yet, I still gazed longingly at her angelic perfection. I suppose I will have to sulk in the shadows forever now.

I was careless and, lost in the moment, began to step out. As soon as she laid eyes on me, she fled, carrying half of my heart with her.
Note: I wrote this assuming that JMD 101 is a female. If it does by any chance turn out male, this will stay the same, since Void has no preference.
Void suddenly wheeled around and snarled, snatching the paper from your grasp.
"Leave that alone!"
He shoved the paper into a box and pushed it away, rage still burning in his eyes.
"From now on you must ask permission to touch ANYTHING. Hear me? Good. Shall we continue?"
"Surely you cannot be done with questioning? Ah, a WIP you say? Very well, then. I will await your response."

[ElementStar]

• Name •
Soul Devourer

• Nicknames •
Soul
Devourer
Death
Undertaker
Sebastian

• Why These Nicknames •
I chose these names in dedication to Black Butler, also known as Kuroshitsuji. My all time favorite character, Sebastian Michaelis, is a demon. Demons devour souls, hence the name Soul Devourer. Now his nicknames... First off art the two parts of his name, then we get to Death. Death is to represent his role as a Reaper. For Indertaker, you see, one of my other favorite characters was the Undertake from Black Butler and he was a Reaper so I had to dedicate part of the name to him and his uniqueness. Now, we are at Sebastian. As I stated before, Sebastian is my favorite character in the world. The name also seems to fit this JMD, but not as an official name.

• Personality •
Soul Devourer lives up to his name. He is not a reaper, but he is a true terror.

First off, Soul hates most children. He finds them annoying and thinks that they are all brats. He avoids them, but of he can't avoid them, he terrifies them.
WIP

• Gender •
Male

• Backstory • How it became like this •
WIP

• Love life •
WIP

• Relationship with other 100 JMD •
WIP

• Relationships •

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Espresso
Ember
Salidju
Ashe
Genevieve

Family
Younger Brother
Facade


• Art •
WIP

[fallen.galaxy]

FEAR is the answer to everything only FEAR holds the key to everything.

Name:Nightmare but other common names include The Dark One ,Darkness ,Void,Heartless,Broken or FEAR
Gender:female
How she became like this:Nightmare became like this when she was out in the woods and ran into her classmate,he always bullied her and took control of her FEAR.She ran into the FEARfull JMD and he took her by the tail and slapped her against a few trees.He laughed at her and told her that she was WEAK,PUNY,COWARDLY and UNFEARfull.Nightmare's previous name had been 'Loves' she would KILL anything or anyone that called her that only one JMD other than her knows (to be decided if I get her).Other wise no word can get out about her real name.Anyway the JMD laughed at her and said,''How FEEBLY WEAK!''he laughed at her and said,''Don't worry because you won't have to SUFFER anymore you won't feel anything except the FEAR of it!''the JMD grabbed a shiny metallic silvery blade got ready and then something swooped down!It was a crow!It caught the knife in its beak and the weight of the knife overthrowing the bird made it drop the knife.The knife STABBED the other JMD in the throat.Nightmare SCREAMED in FEAR.Other JMD's camping heard it and came they saw her staring at it with the crow on top of her head.The campers BLAMED it on her and it was over for her...

WIP
Art:WIP
Poem1:WIP
Poem2:WIP
Poem3:WIP

[breadstick]

; Ebony ;
The Goddess Of Darkness Is Here ...

[[ name ]]
This JMD's name is Ebony. I chose this name after deciding between Demona and Kisha. Ebony means 'dark strength/ black beauty' which sums this JMD up in a name.
She does not like to be nicknamed anything, however she will accept the nickname of "Lordess/Goddess of Darkness and Death" as that is what she sees herself.

[[ gender ]]

Ebony is most obviously a female. One; I noted this in the name section and two; she looks certainly like a female in my eyes.

[[ backstory ]]
"It wasn't very easy."
Ebony was, at birth, a strong and lovable young JMD. She loved to play and even though being gothic-looking she was not a bully or anything of the sort. Her parents were the average, and she loved her sibling; even though he was exactly the opposite of her. That all changed one day. The day he came.
It was a normal day. Ebony and her sibling were playing in their favourite place; and playing hide and seek. She was hiding; and she saw the other JMD running off. She peeked out.
A roar.
She looked back, and screamed. A bear, massive. That was how she got her scars, torn wings, and bone-made tail. She was left, near to death, while the bear raged on and killed her parents. Her sibling, however, somehow got away.
After this, Ebony was left with a grudge, feeling everyone should go through what she had. The excrutiating pain everyday ... and so she goes on, killing every JMD that challenged her. This is why she is so feared.
She has lost everything. She loaths her sibling.
She will never love again. Or will she?

[[ love life ]]
Ebony has no interest in love. She will turn a blind eye to whoever mentions the word 'love'. In her past she lost all hope of love and happiness and has become the JMD she is today.
However, many JMDs have fallen for her. She will deny loving any of them. But is there one, just one, in particular that she will grow to have feelings for ...?

[[ relationship with the angel jmd ]]
"I hate that stupid excuse for a JMD."
They are siblings. It is hard to imagine, but they are merely enemies yet they are siblings. Their love/hate relationship has gone far beyond just friendly play...

[[ art ]]
By me <3

[Rockpelt]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Name;; Shadowic
Nickname;; Shadow
Gender;; Female
Age;; Unknown to everyone, only to herself
Birthday;; Again, unknown, but to be said around March 15th
Zodiac;; Probably Pisces
Voice;; Quiet and rough, #800000

WIP~

[The One & Only Vapor]

-runs around flailing wildly and screaming- Is it out of terror or amazement, eh heh heh...

Anyhoo. Extreme WIP!

Username: WhiteWolfMoon
Name: I've decided on the name Khuuam. Pronounced 'KOO-AHM', it is Lao for 'Venomous', which I think fits him quite well. I spent ages {like, half an hour, lol} searching for the perfect name for him, do you agree that this is it?
Gender: He would be a male, yess. {I know I've always wanted my first jewelie to be a female, but this guy's a definite exception. =D}
Personality: Khuuam is a fierce, striking young Jewelie. He is very decisive, and likes being in control of anything and everything in his life at all times. He has a touch of OCD, which makes certain things hard sometimes.
Jewel color guess: Well, seeing as it's all scary and destructive, I'd guess he's a black jewelie. cx
His likes: Khuuam enjoys destruction. Murder is really his style, although he likes keeping it neat and painless. A good snap to the neck will usually do. It pleases him when he is portrayed as evil- it makes him feel like he's actually appreciated for something, which he actually is. He secretly believes that he is a vampire, and loves showing off his fangs. He does, however, enjoy something very peculiar- the night sky. Especially when the stars are dim and the moon is new, and the sky is nearly pitch-black.
His dislikes: He has really come to dislike anything bright. And any jewelies except himself, and a select few other black jewels.
His favorite colors: Crimson and ebony. Predictably, scarlet for spilled blood and deep black for the velvety darkness he loves to lose himself to so. But if he had to choose a third, it would actually be spring green. Don't ask why.
His favorite activity: Khuuam is a big troublemaker. Aside from picking fights and murdering, he loves to fly. Fly, fly, fly. Flying is on his mindset for a large part of each and every night. He claims that it gives him deeper mental clarity and that it strengthens his 'murder muscles', but we all know he just enjoys the wind in his claws, and just the feeling of flying. It's a secret of his that he doesn't bother to keep: the wind and flight is soothing, comforting, to him.
His favorite food:
His favorite season: Well, naturally, you'd think winter. But, Khuuam's favorite season is actually fall. He claims to "love the colors of trees and plants dying". He thinks that the leaves turn golden and crimson because they are bleeding to death. Which, naturally, pleases him.
His talents: Khuuam is very good at
His greatest accomplishment:
His biggest secret:
His 3 greatest fears:
His 5 oddest quirks:
1.) He only comes out at night. He hates the daylight, thinking it is way too bright. He really just is a bitter crab-apple, but he's become rather reliant on his nocturnal lifestyle, so vampiric he will remain.
2.) He likes clicking his teeth. Actually, it makes a sound like knives clashing together. Which he generally dislikes, but clashing his teeth gives him some odd form of comfort. He loves baring his fangs- he knows that it scares others, and he enjoys doing it.
3.) He hates unpredictable situations. He has a bit of OCD and feels like he always has to be in control. If he doesn't know exactly what's going to happen next or he can't change what it about to happen, he just flips out. This is why he usually remains within his little 'solitude bubble'. {His OCD is also part of the cause of the teeth-clashing thing.}
4.) He has a secret identity, that only he himself knows. He has sworn to never reveal it, ever, under any circumstances. He refuses because it is just too awkward and...awkward. He knows others will make fun of him for eternity if he told them, which is another reason why he mostly keeps to himself. That secret identity is practically one of a gardener's. He loves flowers, and goes out nightly on short forages to find them. His favorites are clover flowers. But what he really likes doing is actually imagining that he is a vampire; he will wander around all night, picking bundles of whatever flower is plentiful and nearby, and bringing the bunches back to his 'den', a little home he has made for himself beneath two tree roots. {I'll get you a picture if I ever can find one.} Then, at dawn, he will step out into the gray world and...well, he will try to be like a vampire. He will pick up one bunch, and bite the flowers with his fangs. He tries to suck up the juices out of the stems, but usually with little success. Here's a little secret, one reason why clovers are his favorite; they are already white, meaning he can actually make it look like he sucked everything out of them. Afterwards, he either licks the flowers and pops them in his mouth, bites both the flower bud and the stem open and eats that, or, if the flower doesn't taste good, he will just discard it.
5.)
His astrological sign {Zodiac}: His sign is a Virgo, him being born on August 30th. He is known to be cruel, cold, calculating, decisive and fiercely independent, as well as analytical and "living in his own mind". He actually very much fits this description.
Short story #1:
The black jewel stood defiantly, lifting his head and standing down his opponent with venemous fury in his eyes.

Khuuam grasped the small, thin, lighrweight object in his talons. His firm grip ensured that it was nearly glued to his claws.

He advanced slowly, then stoppe dagain. He dropped low, almost into a hunting crouch, but witheld his sparking glare, a lock holding him to the other jewel.
Khuuam snorted, almost choking on his disgust. A wretched brown jewel, was all she was. A throwback offspring, a daughter of a black jewel and a brown. She had retained the brown jewel, and all its hsaling powers. He snarled, a low, soft, growling sound in his throat. He could see her emeraldine eyes go wide with fear. She still hated the light, being a Jewel Maned Dragon of blackness, of dark and destruction.

And then, be flickered on the light.

It danced at his feet, no more than a sliver of a white shadow on the ground. Only a tiny bit of it shone, for he kept most of the light firmyl clamped against his side. But some of the light shone still, and created a pale little shadow, flitting around in the darkness. It seemed impossible, a shadow that was white. Yet to him, here- living proof.

Khuuam only stared at her for a moment more, then flicked his tail. The black jewel at the end, fiery and dark and destructive, coming to a point much sharper than most JMDs ever even dreamed of having their jewels.

He drew the light in closer to his side, tucking it almost into his scales, encasing it within his palm. He flipped the top, angling the light at the tip just so.

And then, he struck.

He flashed forward, far faster than he would normally move. He seemed to be the only motion in the dead night. As he lunged, time slowed down.

For a fleeting moment ,he came face-to-face with this jewelie. He saw her beauty; jer true beauty, not fo rwhat she looked like, but for whi she could be. But it was toi late. He had decided to strike, and the half-black jewel would be gone forever.

He growled, hardening gis resistance. He tackled her with ease and an almost grace, yet kept her upright. He swung the light forward, up close, blaringly bright into her eyes. A swift shove, a blinding flash. He held i teven closer to her face, making sure the two tiny points of light were nailing directly into her eyes.

WIP <3 {Please ignore all those awful spelling mistakes Dx}
Short story #2:
Poem #1:
Poem #2:
Art piece #1:
Art piece #2:

Will probably add plenty more in the coming future ;P