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Β’ΞΉΟΞ· {Ρ-ΡΡΡ-ΟΞ·}.
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Flaming embroidery, Citrus incense.
Orange splayed out, oh so intense.
Try to rhyme orange? You'll do nothing but fail.
Orange is but orange, a colored holy grail.
The softness of peach, the boldness of fire,
All serve to fuel this titian pyre.
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Name:Cion
Gender: Male
Age: By human standards, almost eleven;
still a youngster.
Personality: A bold little fellow with a
streak of rebellious recklessness, Cion is
blunt, rash, and a bit on the rude side
when it comes to interrupting and being
nosy. With a slight innocence about him,
Cion tends to be a bit easily influenced,
but hates to be thought of as weak, and
will do anything to prevent the latter.
Courageous and not scared to take risks,
Cion will say anything that is on his mind.
Paired with a sharp mind and a deliciously
wicked charm, it makes Cion quite the
double-edged blade, both intrusive and
absolutely adorable.
Likes: Anything sweet, the sound of
crackling fire, playing pranks
Dislikes:Vegetables, anything bitter,
getting hurt/berated, punishment
Habits: Interrupting people, chewing with
his mouth wide open, chewing everything
inanimate.
History: According to him, he was born
'amazing' and started working here at a very
young age; it was his recklessness and the way
he flung paint about in such a haphazard way
that, ironically, created such beautiful designs.
He "hates it here because they always yell at
me for putting paint on top of doors for fun."
Why hello there, Cion, you rambunctious little inkling! I'm Dragonair. Nice to meet you! I'm an antisocial little brat who spends an unhealthy amount of time online and immersed within music, whether it be playing, listening, or translating. Really, that's about my only hobby, besides anime, video games, and -of course- browsing CS. I'm usually very blunt and truthful, so I'll most likely tell you what I think without a second thought. One thing I can't stand? Two-timers or liars.
If I could ever go back in time, and if I could ever go back in time with you are two different things entirely. If I was with you, I would most likely take us back to the lang of Ancient Egypt, where women were treated equally for once, and where beings like you would be considered gods. I want you to be treated as well as you can, you see, and the markings around your eyes remind me so much of an Egyptian Pharaoh, or a piece of art, that I couldn't help but link the two together. We could go everywhere! See the building of the pyramids -or the complete ones, if that's not suited to your taste. We could see so many things that haven't even been discovered yet. Why, I can already imagine you in silk with gold trinkets, sitting on a throne all pleased with yourself.
