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[.~Oranges~.]

OMG!!! Reserve!!!

[Cayla]

[cece.]

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Name; Erika Madison
Nicknames; Erika
Pronunciation; Air-ika Mad-ison
Age; 14 years old.
Birthday; April 29, 1999
Sexuality; Straight
Label; The rude, outspoken and misunderstood one

Quad size; Average size
Eye color; Hot pink
Anthro size; 5'5"
Hair color; Hot pink (same color as her eyes)
Hair Style; Medium length and curly. She wears a brown hat, shown in the drawings.
Nationality; Italian, Slovenian and English
Scars; n/a
Tattoos; n/a
Piercings; Her nose and her ears.

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Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ;

Erika is quite the rude and outspoken teenager. She doesn't care about anything besides boys and music, and if anything gets in her way, she's not a happy camper. She snaps at everyone and replies with sarcastic comments if someone is talking to her. Erika is not very social, which leads to not having any friends. Well, that's alright in her book. Erika doesn't want anyone getting in her way and telling her things she doesn't care about, but once you meet her, everything changes. You will find out that she isn't what she says she is. If you're her friend, you will see that she is quiet, soft and often funny. Erika has a big fascination with nature, and she likes to study science. Erika also likes art, and the way she dresses expresses how she feels.

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ ;

I loved my father. He was my life... we always went to concerts together. We shared one thing that we both understood ;; Music. Music was my life too but... to share it with someone was amazing. But when my father died that fateful night... it's hard to explain. I was always quiet, I never spoke. Never. I was too insecure and depressed; to speak was like chugging a whole bottle of hot sauce. So instead of talking, I tried to express my feelings through art. I drew flowers, painted landscapes, and sketched the moon. Sadly, it didn't drag me out of my depression. I just fell deeper into the hole I was stuck in. I wanted to leave, to help myself. I was letting myself down, plus my family, and I was sick of it. I was sick of being sad. I hated it. I wanted someone else to feel the pain for once.

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I acted rationally. I went out with a pocket full of cash and took a bus to the piercing shop in town. When I walked in, everyone stared at me like I had elephant ears. I just snarled and continued, looking at all of the neat loops and studs. I was too young to get piercings, but that wasn't my problem. I was tall and I looked older than I really was, who could notice? I walked to the counter and put down my money and said, "I want four piercings." The owner eyed me, then took the money. "Whatcha want?" He asked in a deep, rumbling voice. I smiled mischievously and pointed to my left ear, "One loop in my ear lobe and two studs in my cartilage. Then I want a nose piercing." The man shrugged and grabbed my arm, leading me too a lit room. Tons of different tools lined the shelves. I shuddered and sat down, starting to regret my decision. Then I remembered my purpose and my mind was stone-hard again. I sat patiently as he left the room, then came back with rubbing alcohol, a piercing gun, and piercings. "Which one first?" He questioned me, eyeing me again. I decided to get the most painful one over with. I pointed to my nose and he nodded. He took the gun and loaded it with a silver loop, then came over to me. "You'll feel a slight pinch," he said, but his voice was careless. He pressed the trigger and I screamed. A "pinch" felt like a bullet went through my nose. The man only chuckled and took the gun out, the end bare. The piercing was really in my nose!

I was breathing hard by the time he got to the last piercing, which was my ear lobe. The two cartilage piercings hurt like hell, but not worse than the nose piercing. I was tense until he put the loop in, which barely hurt. It was like a slight pinch, which he had mentioned earlier. I sighed in relief and stepped out of the chair. I looked in the mirror, smiling. This guy was great at piercings, they were all lined up. My nose still hurt badly, but I ignored it and nodded to the man. "Thanks," I said, smiling. As I stepped out of the piercing shop and onto a bus, my next stop was simple: the salon.

When I arrived at the salon, all I smelled was hair spray and fumes I couldn't place. I stepped in and everyone gasped. I suppose I should have gotten my piercings last. A blonde, preppy woman immediately came over and sat me in a chair. "What do you want sweetie?" She asked in a cheerleader-high voice, brushing my hair with a hot pink hair brush. "I want to dye my hair," I said quietly. "What color?" The girl said, chewing on some gum. I looked at the hair brush in the mirror and got some inspiration. I smiled and said, "That color," and I pointed to the hair brush. The teenage-looking girl nodded and strutted off, soon coming back with bleach, foil, and dye. I smiled. This was what I wanted, and I wasn't going back.

An hour later I got into a taxi, my hair still wet. It was hot pink, long, and curly. My nose was pierced, with my left ear having three piercings in it; two cartilage and one loop in my lobe. I paid the taxi man my last bit of cash and told him my address. The taxi man just stared at me in disbelief, looking over my figure with a slight hint of lust in his eye. I snorted in disgust and turned away, looking out the window. I still felt the man's eyes on me.

When I arrived at my home, I smirked. Time to get my last bit of satisfaction: being the rebel my mother never wanted. I twisted the door knob slowly, carefully... and then I stepped in. My mother was standing there, a worried look in her eyes. Her eyes were glazed over as she rushed over and hugged me. "Where wer-?" She stopped as her hand felt my wet hair. She backed up and studied me closely for the first time. I smiled and beamed, the loop in my ear swinging. Her shoulders relaxed, her eyes drooped. I was expecting to be yelled at or grounded, but what came next surprised me. "I was hoping you wouldn't do this, but... whatever." She walked away and into her room. My shoulders drooped and I blinked furiously. Was I dreaming? Did I fall asleep in the taxi? I pinched my arm, and I reacted. No. It was the truth, then; my mother didn't care what I did. I thought I was going to be the bad little girl, and truthfully I was. I just didn't get any satisfaction from it.

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I still remember this to this day, every word. And I'm still mad at my mother. Still disappointed with myself. Still the unsatisfied rebel.

Likes ;
✓ Music
✓ Writing stories
✓ Boys
✓ Reading
✓ Nature
✓ Drawing
✓ Softball
✓ Fruits and vegetables
✓ Science
✓ Art
✓ Fall
✓ Salads

Dislikes ;
✕ Water
✕ Crowds
✕ Loud noises
✕ Babies
✕ Thunder
✕ Video games
✕ Spiders and house centipedes
✕ Fast food resturants
✕ Cats
✕ Dolls
✕ School
✕ Bullies

Pet Peeves ;
• When a Kia wears the same colored shirt and shorts.

• When a Kia thinks they're better than the rest, and they like to 'strut their stuff.'

• When a Kias' outfit doesn't match at all. She absolutely hates it.

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Ｂｉｇｇｅｓｔ Ｄｒｅａｍ ;

Erika's biggest dream would be to a singer and go on tour around the world. It's been her biggest dream every since she was a tiny pup. When her father died, she became somewhat connected with her dream and wanted to achieve it more than ever.

Ｇｒｅａｔｅｓｔ Ｆｅａｒ ;

Erika's greatest fear has to be dying. She's feared death ever since she was a little pup because she had so many deaths in her family that it's affected her throughout her life. She tries to live her life to the fullest and make everyday count. Just the thought of dying makes Erika upset.

Ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ Ａｗｆｕｌｌｙ Ｑｕｉｒｋｙ ;
➊ She always wears her hair down. Never up, that's a no no. She doesn't like the feeling of her hair being up.

➋ Erika always wears her black hat, no matter what she's wearing. Her hat has been with her since she was 10, and it will stay with her for years to come.

➌ She always has her nails painted black, no other color.

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Ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅ ;

Things can vary but this is an average day.

6:30
Wake up

6:40
Hygiene, bathroom,
get dressed

6:45
Grabs Poptarts and
heads to bus stop.

7:00
Arrives at school.

7:15
Morning bell
rings and her
first class of the
day starts


7:15-2:45
School


3:00
Arrives home from
school and does
homework

3:30
Gets done with homework
and grabs a bit to eat

4:15
Mom arrives home and
starts cooking dinner.

5:05
Mom finishes dinner and
her and Erika eat

5:35
Mom and Erika finish eating
and Erika puts the dishes in
the dishwasher. Mom goes
up to rest.

5:50
Gets ready for singing
practice.

6:00
Out the door and
walks down the street
to 'Marsha's Music Center.'

7:00
Finishes singing and
walks back home.

7:30
Takes a shower and gets
ready for bedtime.


8:00
Walks upstairs and goes
to bed.

Same love by Macklemore and Ryan Lewis
Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Demons by Imagine Dragons
Try by P!nk
Loose Yourself by Eminem
Not Afraid by Eminem

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Love Life

"Well, I do like a couple of guys, but it won't ever happen.
Um, I like ouroboros, Nathan and Dinja."

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Friends and Acquaintances

"I do have one friend, and her name is Aviva. She really is my only friend, but I love her to death. "

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Ｗｅ ｗｉｌｌ ｔａｋｅ ａ ｐｉｃｔｕｒｅ ａｎｄ ｂｅ ｏｎ ｏｕｒ ｗａｙ

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-- Her Offical Reference

-- Gorgeous art by UnfortunateFoxTamer

-- Art by me

-- Beautiful art by Foward

-- Amazing art by ZombiePoodle

--Gorgeous art by Shinkei-Shinto

-- Lovely art by oO Lost In Time Oo

-- Adorable design art by FoxerOwl

-- Cute design art by FoxerOwl

-- Cute design art by FoxerOwl

Ｄｅｄｉｃａｔｉｏｎ;

I thought it was very important to put this in my form, so I shall put this in. I want to say thank you to everyone that helped me out, especially FoxerOwl. She helped me with my form and encouraged me throughout the competition and I'm thankful to have her as a friend <3
Again, thanks to everyone that had been supporting me and gifting me art. I'm very thankful for everything! ♥

[winter wonderland.]

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♔ I want to drum
in a band;; ♔
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username;;
Hi there! I'm Serval at Soul, more commonly known as Soul. I don't
own any Kia's but I'd love to make this girl my first.
name;;
Her name is Leopeya, named after her beautiful pelt colors and markings.
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"тнere were dαyѕ wнeɴ eαcн
нoυr wαѕ α wαr ι ғoυɢнт тo ѕυrvιve .
тнere were ɴιɢнтѕ ғυll oғ ɴιɢнтмαreѕ
αɴd ι dreαded cloѕιɴɢ мy eyeѕ .
тнere were ѕĸιeѕ тнαт вυrѕт opeɴ
wιтн α dowɴpoυr тo drowɴ мe αlιve .
вυт тнe world тooĸ α ѕpαrĸ lιĸe α
мαтcн ιɴ тнe dαrĸ αɴd тнe ғιre
вroυɢнт мe тo lιғe"

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gender;;
Leopeya is a female, and I couldn't see her as anything else.
likes;;
➸ Alone
➸ Silence
➸ Company
➸ Reassurance
➸ Hope
➸ Understanding
dislikes;;
➸ Hate
➸ Loud noises
➸ Violence
➸ Large crowds
➸ Bullies
➸ Feeling helpless
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{Don't listen too close, they're words are like guns.
With bullets that fly and kill what you've won.
Some love to hate, and some tell you lies.
So lets make a toast, and kiss them goodbye..}

I'm not insane, my level of
reality is just different than yours;;

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in my head;;

personality;;
☕ Loud ▶ Hot-Headed ✗ Independent ♣ Artistic ▶ Musician
favourites;;
➸ Iced Tea;; Not the actual tea, the sweetened stuff, of course!
➸ Sushi;; Salmon sushi is Leopeya's ultimate favorite!
➸ Glasses;; An odd favourite for a punk rocker, but Leopeya
has a soft spot for them.
➸ Paintbrushes;; Leopeya is an artist, and always has a tube
of paint and a brush in her bag.
➸ Scotland;; Leopeya was born in Scotland, and travels
there often to meet family.
friends;;
text
fears;;
➸ Spiders;; Leopeya hates, I mean hates the skittery little things. Too many legs...
➸ Dark spaces;; Leopeya hates being stuck in cold, dark places alone.
➸ Tubas;; Leopeya can't possibly stand tuba's, they are highly annoying.
➸ Dust;; Even though she isn't a neat freak, she hates
the idea of a bunch of dust bunnies moving in to her house.

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

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on the outside;;

accessories;;
Leopeya wears a number of accessories, one being a pair of black
and white headphones, the other being a studded bracelet. The headphones
were a gift from her father, who knew how much she loved music. The bracelet
she bought herself, to show the world who was boss and to always remind her of her passion of music.
clothes;;
Leopeya has lots of clothes, her favorite being these;;
http://31.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8tfngwp4S1qzvlz6o1_500.jpg
http://cache0.bigcartel.com/product_images/26259741/300.jpg
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=7849806

WIP

[toady]

Ｃｈｒｉｓｓｉｅ



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♪♫♩turn up the music ♪♫♩
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ＮＡＭＥ

I would name this gal Chrissie.

ＭＥＡＮＩＮＧ

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Female,and I won't have it any other way.

ＳＥＸＵＡＬＩＴＹ

Lesbian. Chrissie is attracted to girls and not boys.

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ＵＳＥＲＮＡＭＥ

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went to jail
hard,and mean
lesbian

[SnowStar]

ＧＩＶＥ ＭＥ Ａ ＬＩＴＴＬＥ Ｉ Ｎ Ｋ ．．．

Username:
SnowStar

Gender:
Female

Name:
Sveta

Name Meaning:
Bright Light, short term for Svetlana.

Name Origin:
Russian

Likes:
• Tattoos.
• Piercings.
• Coffee and Energy Drinks.
• Food. She loves food.
• City Life.
• People who respect her.
• Pet Rats.
• Cold Weather.


Dislikes:
• Quiet.
• People who whine and wiggle when getting a tattoo.
• Sad and/or boring sounding music.
• Any kind of food that has no taste.
• Rat Haters.
• Rudeness.
• Hot Weather.

Relations:
Currently has no family that she knows of, she may (although still unknown) have family still in Russia. Sveta is friends with Brianna and might become friends with other fellow tattoo lovers. Greatly dislikes Talisha ever since they met. Both feel the same way with each other.

Accessories and Oddities:
Sveta enjoys accessorizing very much. She has two wine-red and white colored feathers hanging from her tail, no more no less. She also has piercings on her body, and plenty of them. She has two silver studs in each ear along with a silver hoop under them. Her newest piercing she has is a nose ring. As for oddities, well if piercings are not included then she doesn't have very many. To some her oddity is in fact, her thick Russian accent. Sveta was born and raised in Russia, and even after living in the US for years, her accent has not chanced much. To some she is hard to understand when she talks, and of occasion she will slip back into her native tongue when talking fast.

Naming History:
Sveta was actually given the name Svetlana when she was born, but after moving to America she changed it to the short term of it. Only her family knows her full name.

Age:
Sveta is a adult, around 23 years old.

Career:
Tattoo Artist

Place of Birth:
Russia, unknown exactly where.

Current Location:
After leaving Russia she is now somewhere in the United States, rumored to have a tattoo shop in New Jersey.

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Psychology and perception:
Idealistic and Intuitive.
Self-discipline:
Adaptable.
Lifestyle:
Laid-back, A perfectionist at both work and home.
Social attitude:
People-oriented, despite getting annoyed with the occasional whiner on the chair. Has potential control issues but is a good listeners.
Honesty and honour:
A trusted confidante.
Emotional capacity:
Warm.

"ＶＡＴ ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ？ ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ Ａ ＭＡＮ， ＯＲ Ａ ＭＯＵＳＥ？"
"Gah, vill you hold still? Keep wiggling and your tattoo vill not turn out vell."
And with a huff, Sveta shook her head and continued to create the tattoo on your arm. She wouldn't give you the chance to talk, let alone ask questions when you found her. She argued that she was busy, and that she didn't have time unless it involved a tattoo. Perhaps visiting her at work wasn't such a good idea... But you see the examples and you put some thought in. Why not? So now you are in a leather seat with a needle pressing against your arm. Might as well start the questions while you can.

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After talking and wiggling some questions out, you somehow managed to get a small picture of what Sveta's personality is, and perhaps history too. At first it was difficult but you were able to get some information out of her. Precedence was the key, that was for sure.

You could tell right away that Sveta is very focused on her work. You asked her a few questions about it, one way to get some answers out you guess. Does she like her job? How did she become a tattoo artist? She answers yes to the first question, saying that she loves her job with a passion. Sveta became tattoo artist when she moved to America. When she still lived in Russia she enjoys drawing and sketching, but never had a career that she likes. In a matter of fact tone she tells you how much she hated some of the jobs she had before this one. A few word you notice where in Russian, thank goodness for that. But once she was in America she noticed some of the local tattoo shops and became very interested in it. After working hard preparing, learning, and getting her tattooing license - Sveta became a tattooer and opened her own business once she had enough money.

Aha, now she is finally opening up to you! You can tell that she hates silence and after a while she has to have some noise. Even if it mean talking to you. Her whole look is more relaxed and less tense, now that you've gotten a little used to the needle on your arm and it doesn't hurt that much to wiggle.

[Valute]

Reserve ^3^

[jx.nie]

Such a beauty

[~Pandasilk~]

((Sorry if it doesn't show up, I used textanim.com))

I prefer Zee.

Her parents named her Zeal,
a synonym for love or passion. Of coarse,
they named her when she was just
a baby, before they really knew her.

Rude, tough, extremely confident
and sure of herself. She doesn’t
take orders from any body.
(She got her nose ring right
after her parents said it was a
stupid idea)At the same time
being a tough street punk, she
is religious. She dies her hair,
pierces her nose and ears,
and acts rudely to others,
but she doesn't do anything
farther than that. In a way,
her bark is worse than her bite.
Way worse.

"Are you blind or something? I'm a girl!"

WIP

Hello? Zeal?

Zeal: Who are you and what do you want?

Hi! We were wondering if we could ask you a couple of questions.

Zeal: Fine, but make it quick. I have better places to be.

Okay so, what are some of your pass times?

Zeal: Uh, let's see...gaming, tagging st-, I mean creative writing...And going to church.

Okay, those are.. interesting combinations...

Zeal: Pardon?

Um, nothing. Next question: what is your sexual orientation?

Zeal: What?!

What gender do you prefer to date?

Zeal: Who gives you the right to ask that!?

Um sorry... So can you tell us about your family?

Zeal: They're annoying and I hate them. And you've just wasted five minutes of my life that I'll never get back.

Want to see some pictures of me and my stuff? Of coarse you do.