[~constellation~]

Name:

Few have known my True name, as I do not bother to make friends with mortal beings. Their lives are short and go by quickly. But If you must know, it is Dracul, though I doubt it will mean anything to you now. Perhaps later in your life-time it might.

Dracul's name is, as he said, something few people or foxerflies know. They often never meet him.
Name Meaning:

You wish to know my name's meaning? You are curious my friend, perhaps too curious. You do not want to know everything about me, I hope.

Dracul's name means dragon or evil in Latin. I thought the name fit him best because he looks very sinister and unfirendly. His body shape and markings might make you believe that he is something of the Devil's own creation, as just the way his eyes look remind me of a dragon's.
Five Word Personality:

You ask me to decribe myself? Where to begin....

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Charm:

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What Does He Enjoy Doing:

What He Does Not Enjoy Doing:

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Favorite Food:

Theme Song:

Home:

Why Does He Look Like He does:

Has He Had Any Past Lives:

Art:

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[enomoto]

Woah what even was this

[.Fish.]

Yes hello to anyone trying out for this lovely Foxer you may use my two Foxers, Roxy & Mistletoe, in your forums. PM me for details, like their personalities etc., if you want to use them ovo

[koegami]

Possible reserve

[qraphic]

Potential and hopeful reserve;

[PeanutButterRum]

Anyone can use Toby her link is in my Sig. Pm if you do. Pm for personality

[ariae.]

possible reserve..
*evil lauren laughter in the background with a face-palmed zee o3o

[bugparty]

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Username;;
My name is T-ushii, and I would love to own this beautifully evil Foxerfly.

Name;;
Pyre is his name. Pyre is a synonym for large fire.

Charm;;
His charm resembles a ghostly skull, maybe a spirit from one he has taken.

Likes;;
Being alone, fire, hellish areas. He loves being in charge and is a natural born leader.

Dislikes;;
Most people, being misunderstood (which he often is), and sweet things... He even prefers savory food!

Short History;;
His mother was angelic, very nice. His father who was king of the underworld wanted her. One day while she was asleep he took her with him. She was imprisoned, but as she spent more time with him; she fell in love with his father. Needless to say, they had a baby boy. They named him Pyre for the obvious reasons, his mother said it was because of the large fire she had in her heart for his father. Growing up Pyre was misunderstood, he wasn't evil because his father was. He decided on day he might as well be, if everyone thought he was evil then he was going to. He was going to show them. One by one he took there souls, the power got to his head and he destroyed his parents; becoming king of the underworld with no one to rule by his side.

[.Lunarsky.]

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We ғιɴd мeαɴιɴɢ ιɴ oυr Dαrĸɴeѕѕ
Aɴd Hope ιɴ oυт eɴdleѕѕ Nιɢнтмαreѕ

Tнe Tнιɴɢѕ yoυ ѕнoυld ĸɴow

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Owner » ~LunarSky~
Name » Clarity
Gender » Male

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lιĸeѕ

Dιѕlιĸeѕ. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

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●Deals/Bargins

●Fan girls/boys

●Watching others get scared

●Smiling

●Cold areas

●breaking deals

●Glass/bottle caps

●Memories/sob stories

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Soмeтιмeѕ we ғorɢeт wнo we reαlly αre

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Perѕoɴαlιтy

{Calm-Sly-Tough-Reserved-Cautious-Introverted-infatuate}
Clarity,Is most like a business man. He will deal with stuff,seeing it as a simple
task a meer mortal cant handle. He a very calm man. When there is a problem
near by,he doesnt much care. He watches,as death claims another soul. It pleases
Him,really. As one panics when there drowning,Choking,or because they made a mistake
Clarity simpliy ignores it and deals with the consequences. He is a tough nut to crack,
and Doesnt even feel a thing,Since he suffers from Anhidrosis,or know as CIPA.
Its a rare disorder,and clarity is known to have it. though it has helped him threw many times
in his life. But even a Foxer like him,has to be careful. Being hunted down is the nicest thing in
the world. but being sly like the fox he is,He hasnt been caught.He may be miss understood,
But not get so close to him. Claritys insirpation spark only last a minute,finding you
boring and will,and maybe,try to murder you if you try to spark that interest up again.
Clarity loves spending time alone,And dislikes others. he finds that it sucks the energy out of him
and needs to be alone,to replenish his energy again. He will at times go out and do what he needs to do
But he will never stay for more then a couple of hours with you.

Were ɢoιɴɢ тo ғαr deep...

Name» Clarity
Middle Name» Toby
Last Name» Ateria
Gender» Male
Wing Type» Special Dragon wings
Charm» a Bottle with ashes
Eyes» Sharp red,with Glow
Birthday» July 1st.
Age» Unknown
Zodica» Cancer
Orientation» Asexual Hetromantic
Kin»Unknown.

Physical Apperance»
A tall,Dire like Fox.Large
Bone structure and Deep
Sunken in eyes,Giving off
a faint glow and shine.
Larger wing span then others.
Extra fluffy,Plus a mane.
Ram like Horns,And small
razor like claws.Strange
alluring odor comes from
him.small sparkles apear.

Q'ѕ & A'ѕ

Wнαтѕ ιт lιĸe,Beιɴɢ нυɴтed dowɴ?

...Its not much fun. I can be relaxed and i here their footsteps.They may be dead but their souls arent put
to rest. I cant stop running,until they feel mercy for me.

Wнy αre yoυ вeιɴɢ нυɴтed?

I killed their Childern. I had to,to survive. He told me to.
My father woulndt let me run away,only if i was the last child alive in the dire ages.
So i did it. i killed their younglings.I did it for my sake. My father hated me,to my core.

Tнαт cнαrм oғ yoυrѕ...?

Its none of your business

Wнy do yoυ ɢlow?

Why are you so nosey?

Oĸαy мr ɢrυмpy,Hαve yoυ ever loved ѕoмeoɴe?

...Yes i have. She was the one in the village,who i had to also killed.
But she some how understood why i had to... she let me. -shudders- im so sorry...

Wнαтѕ yoυr ғαvorιтe color?

I love Orange. Dont you? And its name is also is related to a fruit.

Do yoυ нαve ғrιeɴdѕ?

What kind of question is this? Of course i do. But very few.

Do yoυ нαve αɴy нoввιeѕ?

Since im in hiding,I carve small Foxers out of wood.I usally lose a lot of them

ＮＯ ＳＴＯＰ ＩＴ． ＹＯＵ ＣＡＮＴ ＲＥＡＤ ＴＨＩＳ

"Papa?" The little Swedish boy called out. His frail voice echoed in the log cabin. A comforting voice called back "What,Clarity"
A Tall dark man,with a beer bottle in hand spoke as he trudged in front of the boy. Recking of Tobaco and Alcohol,he spoke again.
"SPEAK SON" He spat every where,on the boy. Clarity held his breath,Clutching his shirt and he opened his mouth,only to recieve a slap across the face, "Your wasting my DAMN TIME SON" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Clarity held bakc the tears,His eye sight
getting blurry by the minute. "i told you not to cry" The man snapped at his son,and made his way back to the room.
Clarity nodded quickly and made off,his new charm making loud noises. "Wait..." A loud gurgling noise came from his fathers room.
He spun around,only to his father wide eyed starring at the boys charm. "Pa-papa... I wanted to tell you,i got my charm" A weak smile crept on his face. Hoping that maybe,just maybe,this would make his father finally give him a thumbs up. "what is it..."
the end of the fathers mouth twitched. "I- i was helping out with the doctors of the village,an-and i saw it" the boy spoke up "The doctor said it... its bad luck? What do you think dad?" The small boy stared at his father,with hope in his dull eyes. The father ran to his son,and shoved him to the ground "YOU ARENT MY SON" he yelled with tears in his eyes,Seeming to have snapped out of his drunken phase. The son shivered in fear,as his father loomed over his body. "WHY" his father choked out. Clarity lifted him self off
and darted for the door. swinging it open he fluttered his way to the libary,making sure his father wasnt following. He whipped his
teary eyes,and opened the wooden french doors. He walked to the shelfs,with the sign ''Charms''. He placed the leather covered book on the small table,he pushed a stool to his place,and opende the book to read. he skimmed the pages,trying to find out what his charm meant. He came across the page,''Forbidden of gods''?. Thats what the little boy could at aleast make out.He looked threw the pages. His mother had told him nothing about her charm,it was some sort of silver rod,that would made small chimming sounds.
He flipped the page,205,And starred. it was his charm. It was called the N̰̤e̡͙̳͇z̠ṕ̘͉e̜͙̘r̫͔͖̗̜̲͝d̢̞̤i̪̺̞ą̳̰̠n͏̮̪̼̟̞͕. strange small text written around the name.
He read the book. It was a rare charm. Only once when the original charm owner died,it would be moved onto a innocent soul.
Clarity was this soul. He felt like crying. He was destined to destroy the world,A dead star in his Left hand and a candle holding the
lives of all the living in his right.He trembled. His mother,she had always brought up that he wasnt meant to great things. but not this. Apperantly If he every needed protection,the charm acts likes its mind of his own,and disrupts the enemys eyes,Making
them go insane. but to fufill this,he had to kill his village. The book told,that he had to kill a population to survive.
Clarity shut the book. Holding in his fear,he left the book on the tabel and walked out. the lamp,still had the flame one. his father
must be awake. He crept into the living room. Seeing his father starring at the cieling. "sOn" He spoke. Claritys face went white.
"i wont have a son of mine,ignore his fate" He dropped a Knife at his feet. "Do what you have to do. Kill us all. Your doing us a favor" His hissed the last words. "Fa-father" Clarity whined. "Do it. I dont want to live with a burden like you" Clarity watched his father stare at him. He had been waiting for a day like this,but he didnt want to do it. he expected someone else to do this. but he also didnt want to die.He lifted the heavy knife,and put it on his fathers chest and closed his eyes. he doesnt remember what happened
after that. he remebers waking up,in front of a cave,covered in blood. he cried,and cried.
Years of hiding and being haunted,years and years,he woke up again. not knowing who he was. He laid in front of a beach house,
fur once again matted with blood and mud,after 300 years. The teenager,or as so he thinks hes one,looked up to the couple that where looking at him with carring eyes. "Are you okay,child?" The father of the family spoke up. "You look terrible! Stand up" The mother lifted the tall foxer fly up. she wheezed once he stood "My my,your heavy" She chuckled. They brought the boy in. Gave him clothes and towels. "Mama! Papa!" A Tiny blue foxer jumped threw the door. Clarity sat on the couch,The mother tending to his wounds. the girl stoof behind her father,as he approched the boy. "Who is he?" her voice low. "Clarity." the boy spoke. "Welcome clarity" His father smiled. "He looks weird" Aquarius,the little girl,crawlled onto his lap. "Why are you so big?" The questions came spilling out like a waterfall. He ignored her questions,unitl she finally fell alseep. He starred at the cieling,the memories coming back."They wont find me here" His heavy eye lids finally came to a close.
As the years passed,his powers grew. Staying in this place,would cause this family to fall,be destroyed,burnt,ect.
He left,without them knowing. He eventually found a cave,that was dark enough for him to see. He stayed there,for these years.One specific night,Where he went out for food in the town. As he broke into the mini market and stole everything he could.
Once walking in the dark alleys,He heard mewing. A weak mewing. He peared into the Plastic Box,to see a White cat,with 3 grey markings on its head. He carefully lifted it up,his strength could break anything. Clarity took the cat to his cave,Gave it all it needed,hopping to keep it alive.After weaks of struggling,the cat,now named Cave,was well. Clarity awoke to find the little cat
on top of his paw,starring in awe at his face.
It filled his heart
with a strange feeling.

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Uɴder тнe ѕĸιɴ
-Clarity is Bigger then any Foxerfly. His height reaches just under a Bears Eyes.
-Clarity is the Re-encarnation of ZALGO.
-Clarity Cant feel love,or Hate.
-Clarity loves cats.
-Clarity Speaks Latin,American,spanish and Korean
-He dislikes it when There are rumors about him
-He hardly had any friends.
-He keeps all of his carved foxers in the carved rock shelves.
-His charm usally makes small wheeping sounds and floats around trying to leave his tail.
-He fears nothing.
-Clairty likes Being called Zacharie.
-Claritys real name is Zalgo. Death and creator of life. But he isnt the original,he is just a re-encarnation.

Art-
By me
By me
By me
By me
By me
By Snow!

[silkwurm]

username ▸ ghost town

name/nicknames ▸ Nazar, often just called 'Him'.

meaning ▸ It's quite ironic, really, Nazar was named after the "evil eye stone", which was used to ward off evil. His parents had known of his demonic roots, and wished for him to turn out better, thus, he was named something that was believed to keep away the demons.

personality ▸

wip

notice : i unfortunately may not be able to finish this due to recent events that have made my life a bit more hectic, but i will try my best. sorry.