☽i raise my flags, don my clothes
Vivian Lyn Edan" ...dusk is the time when men whisper of matters about which they remain silent in the full light of the sun. "♫♪ Paradise☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxfemale.
I've been around for
xxsixteen years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx5' 6"
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx120 lbs
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Innocent. Not the wild child most sixteen years tend to act like. Vivacious in a way most people aren't. Not outgoing in a sense, more of an introvert, but still lively and social in a more reserved way. Let's emotion run free and can easily tell the mood of others with a simple glance in the eyes. Loving and caring, easily gets along with most people but tends to shy away from overly vibrant people.
My own personal storybook
I came into this world in early March, midnight exactly, in a small beach town on the west coast, greeted by an arrangement of doctors ans my mother. My father was passed out on the ground the moment I arrived, I didn't meet him until a couple of hours lately. Early childhood was a joyous time. My parents were fond of me, though it took awhile for my older sister to get warm up to me. With my birth came her spotlight being taken away. Over the years though we came to a neutral state on our relationship. We don't hate each other but we're not all buddy buddy either. Around the age of six we moved north-east to a small town in Montana. And though it was a nice change of scenery, I missed being close to the water.
Since a young age I've always been drawn to water, which was never odd. May children like to swim and play in water. The state we moved to didn't exactly allow me much access to it, besides bath time and public pools. I managed though. Have for ten years exactly. Besides that, everything would seem to be normal. But, deep inside, I feel like I'm changing. Maybe it ' s just puberty or some other female problem. Still, things feel strange, even for me.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Autumn
oceans
swimming
rain
sweets
reading long novels
water lilies
cherries
cats
and sleeping/dreaming.
But don't even think about getting me close to these
spiders
loud noises
heights
almonds
the color yellow
and early morning.
Don't make me scream
falling from a great height.
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
no one as of yes.
Just so you know
I'm on the school's swim team.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
BunchaStrange
Klara Maya Karyakin " Настоящая любовь не между телами, а между душами. (True love is not among bodies, but among souls) " ♫♪ The Birthday Massacre - "Pins and Needles" ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxlady
I've been around for
xx19 years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx6'1"
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx173lb
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Quiet, dangerous, scary. Romantic and a very gentle person, to friends.
My own personal storybook
Was born into a Moscow family that later moved to America. Around twelve years old, her elder brother was killed in the crossfire during a battle between two gangs. She used the next two years to plot and study, and then kidnapped the two gang leaders with the help of her older sister. After that, her actions were her own: She tortured the two leaders with burns until one agreed to confess, and then she burned the shed she housed them in down with the other still inside. She was sent to prison for only a few years because of her mental state and her willingness to admit to her crimes. She had an easy time in prison, being willing to do almost anything for anyone. She started accumulating her tattoos, as well. Once she was released early, on good behavior, she arranged a move away from her family and started accumulating more tattoos, with the idea being she could become a new person. She began living with a few other Russian-Americans, and started dating again, to try and live a normal life.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Matches, lighters, books, women, cats, dogs, mice
But don't even think about getting me close to these
Gangs, black-and-white morality, bullies, drug addicts
Don't make me scream
Large bodies of water
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
none
Just so you know
Several tattoos; most prominently, quotes in Cyrillic along her arms, with the largest being "True love is not among bodies, but among souls"; also on her arms, the names of her brothers and sisters; she has depictions of various mythical creatures on her arms, and an eagle on her back, over her right shoulder, with the left shoulder having a dragon. Also tends to carry a lighter, box of matches, and a knife, even though she's not allowed to.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
Luciiraptar
[Nicholas - Icarus - Thorton] " Every production of an artist should be the expression of an adventure of his soul. " ♫♪ Pastels On Canvas ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxMale
I've been around for
xxSeventeen years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx5' 11"
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx149 lbs
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Letting his imagination soar, Nick is highly creative and can think of ideas in minutes to use as an art piece. With a clear mind, he doesn't let much anger him and tries to stay our of bad confrontations if possible, but still enjoys making friends. However, because of his overly imaginative mind, he does tend to space out, thinking of said ideas. He also can be seen as being well... random. He doesn't babble like an airhead though, but can talk a little too much if caught in an creative craze.
My own personal storybook
Idea! Time to jot it down in my ideas book to draw later... Well, I was born in a rather small town, the only things keeping me company being the mountains and the plains only a shot walk away. As a kid I would always enjoy running through the plains, the air running through my hair as the time flew by. It may seem boring to a city person, but to me, that was bliss. Along with that, I loved to paint what was around me. With so much beautiful landscape, it was hard not wanting to paint it! Ooo another idea! Hold up...
Sorry about that... Anyway, I lived with my dad for a while, but then moved with my mom cause dad was arrested for something. I think he was drunk while driving or something, I don't really remember. Mom lived in a bigger town, but I found a great spot a but away from the limits where it was nothing but landscape where I can let my ideas roam as the cool breeze wraps around me. I've always liked it when there's a breeze. It's refreshing and rather inviting as well. Sadly, mom and I had to move because she got another job in some other city.
As much as the city is nice to look at, it's not the same as relaxing in the mountains or running through the open plains. The air isn't as fresh, and I can rarely ever feel a breeze because of all the building that are in the way. The only redeeming quality really is the school I go to now has an art club. I wish I can just go back and feel the cool air rush past me as I run through the plains again... Oh my another idea!
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I can't live without
Fresh air
Cool breeze
Drawing
Painting
Camping
Birds
Smooth Jazz
But don't even think about getting me close to these
Thunderstorms
Snakes
Big Cities
Alcohol
Metal
Don't make me scream
Being buried alive
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
Never really though of that
Just so you know
Carries around what he calls an "Ideas book". It's a book with all the ideas that just come to him as he goes through his day and jots them down to use later. It's small, but filled with different ideas.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
spartan309
Xavier Morcavic Landel " Life is Useless with Power.Power is Infinite. I wont stop till i have it all. " ♫♪ Linkin Park - Burn it Down ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxMale
I've been around for
xx 19 years
I'm this close to the sky!
xx6'2''
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx175
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Cold Hearted. Very stern. Plus Im Evil i am the Shadow Walker. I want Power.
My own personal storybook
Showed Promise in Magic using at a very young age but Parents living with a child who knows magic can take toll on peoples lives. My Parents were killed and I was left alone. Until a man found me by the ashes of the place that was once called my home. He said what i was given was a gift and It wasnt a cures, The Curse was the people who killed my parents. I trained in the ways of the darkness. I would spend countless hours in the dark understanding it using it to make my power stronger. I returned to the village at the age 16 and killed The entire Village. Every last one of them I heard them scream and plead for mercy. My master told me that my power was great but it could be greater if i find the other 5 powers and consume them to be my own. My anger is calmed but i wont stop until I find the other 5 powers.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Darkness, Food, Night Sky, Animals
But don't even think about getting me close to these
People, Not Completing something, happiness, Feelings
Don't make me scream
Dying, Losing someone else, Fire,
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
crush; No One
Just so you know
Has this Tattoo on his right side of his face
I would be nonexistent without my artist
IchigoK25
Aria - Evette - Pierce " It's not about waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance in the rain. " ♫♪ Born For This - Paramore ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxFemale
I've been around for
xxSeventeen years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx5'8
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx130
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Gentle. However, despite that gentle nature, I can be a bit temperamental. I'm not easily angered, nor do I hold any grudges, but when I am angry I can be a little bit of a hot-head. I can be kind, but I'm not an idiot, I have an idea of when I'm being manipulated. I
My own personal storybook
I live in a small family of four with me, my mother, father, and twin brother. My brother and I don't fight often, but I'm usually the one that gets worked up over something, so I suppose it can be considered my fault. I had gotten kicked out of my previous school due to a multitude of fights against people (mainly guys) who were manipulating my friend. I still believed that to this day that they deserved the broken ribs given to them, though my hand paid the price. I don't take kindly to being wronged, though I realize that it is simply a part of life.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Nature
Animals
Sweets
Music
Art
Anime/Manga
Friends
Birds
Animals
But don't even think about getting me close to these
Fighting
Jerks
Alarms(artificial)
Sour
Don't make me scream
Open blades (Such as knives)
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
N/A for now
Just so you know
I have a music note on the back of my neck and a piercing on my tongue.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
ReaperInBlack
Kairen - Rese - Pierce " If courage is contagious, then ignorance is pandemic. " ♫♪A New Perspective - Panic! At The Disco ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxMale
I've been around for
xxeighteen years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx6'0
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx167
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Laid-back. I don't get worked up, not quite as much as my sister anyways. I don't typically get angry. As a matter of fact, I hardly ever get angry at anything. It is what it is and life will do as it so pleases, as is it's nature. I can however, be so laid back that it seems as though I don't take anything seriously even when I am, which has can sometimes offend people when I don't intend to. I can be quiet, and I typically am. When I don't have something to particularly say, I won't say anything, as is my nature, so I typically won't talk to someone unless they say something first. Otherwise, it's just me and my headphones, which also happens to anger my sister, especially when I put them in because she's talking to me.
My own personal storybook
I live in a simple family of four, with me, my mom, my dad, and my twin sister Aria. It's not ideal for most, but I like our quiet little life in the suburbs, unlike Aria who has dreams of getting out of our small place and moving to the city. She had gotten kicked out of our previous school for fighting, the ones I had to bail her out of consequences for a long time. But they could only take so much. One time I jumped into one of her fights and things just got ugly. After that, we both got kicked out, considering the victim was the vice principal's son. But things are looking up now and that's all that matters, right?
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Music
I Pod
Spicy food
Thunderstorms
Video games
But don't even think about getting me close to these
Boredom
Idiots
Having to bail Aria out of trouble
Being told I can't do something
Don't make me scream
Being poisoned
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
N/A
Just so you know
A tattoo of 2 birds of my shoulder blade and can play the piano. I usually do so when I get angry.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
ReaperInBlack
Annabelle Andrews Woolf " I'm five-by-five. " ♫♪ Halestorm - "You Call Me A b***h Like It's A Bad Thing" ☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxlady
I've been around for
xxseventeen years.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx5'9"
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx130lb
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
occasionally psychotic, incredibly clever, incredibly sexual, prone to bragging and jokes. Enjoys deception.
My own personal storybook
From the beginning of her life, she really didn't have a chance: Her mother was a serial killer who murdered Annabelle's father soon after she learned she was pregnant. Annabelle's mother was caught soon after Annabelle turned four, and she was sent to a loving family that abused her terribly, locking her in the closet and putting out their cigarettes on her. When she was fourteen, she killed them and ran away with another child placed with the family, bringing her to some people she knew would take care of her. After that, she fled from the area and found her true calling: Evil.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
pointy things
children
sex
evil things
But don't even think about getting me close to these
good people
abusive people
blunt pointy things
small, strange-looking life
Don't make me scream
bugs
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
[crush; this can remain blank for now]
Just so you know
She tattoos the names of her kills (which she calls "conquests") on her skin, including her first two. She has four names on her skin currently. She also marks every sexual conquest she makes, with a tally mark, of which she has forty-three.
I would be nonexistent without my artist
Luciiraptar
Tezzekov Jun Etherus" I must protect them from the evil ones at all costs. "♫♪ Oh x4B The Guardian☾ a little sketch ☽
Are you blind? Of course I'm a
xxMale
I've been around for
xxseveral centuries.
I'm this close to the sky!
xx6'5"
Gravity weighs me down this much
xx190 lb
☢ underneath the canvas ☢
Well.. I've been told I'm kinda
Silent. I execute my ideas to make sure that the trust that was bestowed upon me by the deceased is followed through. I may seem cold, and other times, cold-hearted, but I do what I think is right. My soul is closed, but it doesn't mean I haven't forgotten my purpose.
My own personal storybook
Several centuries ago, I was the guardian of the elemental stones, tasked to watch over them. Though that the Royal mages were worried that the stones would fall into the wrong hands, they had worked together, and decided that I would be the one that they would send, along with the five stones, to protect them.
I was there, at the cave where the stones were to be sent, but they weren't there. As I was to leave, I was trapped within, and I had tried several years to escape. But with all the energy was being wasted to fast, so I was forced to concentrate on being able to protect the five stones when I would be able to locate them.
☯ the little details ☯
I can't live without
Light
Justice
The Old World
Life
But don't even think about getting me close to these
The Darkness
The Evil ones
Ignorance
Conflict
Don't make me scream
The last one alive
Well.. I mean... Yea ♥
Even if I had one, I wouldn't tell you. But I don't
Just so you know
A large amount of my body is made of Etherium, something from the Old World that is apparently either very scarce or nonexistent on this world. My right arm is completely made of Etherium
I would be nonexistent without my artist
Zorc James
we're painted red to fit right in☾
