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Let's keep this plain and simple!

My Motto goes...
>"Hm? Who are you?"
My Parents named me,
>Aliana Night Dominia,
On October 13th when I was born,
>17
Years Ago
Now that I'm older people say that I act very,
>Aliana can be bratty sometimes but that is just her outside nature to complain about things. On the inside though she is different. She is kind and loves to be around others even if they look different. She only acts like a brat because that is the image she made and has to hold in her highschool. Aliana is protective over certain things and people and it makes her want to hurt someone which causes her to complain about it.
And I act this way because,
>When Aliana was born she was shunned by her religious grandmother who though October 13th was the worst day to have a child. Her parents didnt care and loved Aliana anyways even though her grandmother shunned her like she was the plague. When Aliana was little she was told stories about different places so that she would forget about the fact her grandmother hated her. When Aliana started highschool she was happy. She was really good in dance and cheer and wished to get on those squads. When she auditioned she was accepted and placed on the team. She was happy but then she made this image of a bratty girl who complained about everything even though underneath she was different. She soon started her junior year and signed up to go on the trip to the coast of Australia over the summer. She was even more excited cause others were going. She figured that this trip would be the best but she didnt know personally what would happen on this trip.
So give me more!
<3 Sweets
<3 Nighttime
<3 Rain
<3 Rabbits
But Get that away from me!
X Bugs
X Snow
X Liars
X Bullies
Now this song really describes me:
> Ouka Ryouran
Now all that is out of the way, my role is,
> Girl 2
My puppet master is... Bravery-Homunculus.

Let's keep this plain and simple!

My Motto goes...
>"I closed my eyes...and clearly remembered."
My Parents named me,
>Vergil Angelo,
On January 16th when I was born,
>18
Years Ago
But I was born as a,
Human
Now that I'm older people say that I act very,
>Quiet and reserved, but I suppose that's just the way I am. I keep a pretty blank face so no one knows what I am thinking or what I plan on doing. So most people think that I'm some type of bad boy. Yeah right and a lot of people claim to be my friend when really the only friend I have is my sister.
And I act this way because,
> While I was growing up my father was at war causing me to take on the responsibilities of the house. Seeing as all my mother did was read stories to my younger sister. Doing all the work around the house made me have less and less time for friends so I never did anything fun at school like dances or the like. Mother never really paid much attention to me but as long as Sayori was happy so was I. When I turned 16 I started working in the animal shelters were I could work with all of the dogs and cats. I was truly happy for a time and nothing bothered me unless Sayori was upset, but then we both heard of this island and the scratch that a cat gave me one day because I picked it up wrong has been bothering me ever since I have a bad feeling about what's gonna happen.
So give me more!
<3 Animals
<3 A happy Sayori
<3 Working
But Get that away from me!
X A sad Sayori
X A hurt animal
X Rude people
Now this song really describes me:
> Wasteland-10 Years
Now all that is out of the way, my role is,
> Guy 1
My puppet master is... Light Iori.

Let's keep this plain and simple!

My Motto goes...
>"Men talk of killing time, while time quietly kills them. "
My Parents named me,
>Vincent Lazar,
On December 12th when I was born,
> eighteen
Years Ago
But I was born as a,
human/rabbit
Now that I'm older people say that I act very,
> Vincent keeps to himself for the most part. The only times he'll speak up are if he's asked a question he feels like answering or if he's annoyed. He's constantly worrying about things, causing him to seem extremely paranoid all the time, and will never ask for help. Due to the constant worrying, he has a low tolerance level. Vincent isn't one to share his feelings, either, but if they're strong enough, he'll stand up for what he believes. He absolutely despises lying, and will always tell the truth, no matter what the consequences.
And I act this way because,
> Vincent lived quite the normal life, surprisingly. That's not something you'd expect to hear about a half-rabbit kid, but surely enough, his life was nothing above or below average. He wore hats and loose-fitting pants to cover up the dead giveaways, and his hair had the right amount of weight to it that hiding his ears wasn't difficult without one. His parents never figured out how he ended up half-rabbit, and didn't stick around much to investigate it, for they died in a shooting that occurred at their office building when Vincent was in elementary school.

He remembers vividly how that day had played out: he had arrived home at his usual time, 3:46, turned on the television and watched his favorite show for an hour and fourteen minutes. But his parents hadn't walked in when they usually did (right before the last episode ended). He had waited and waited, glancing nervously at his plastic Hot Wheels watch, but his parents didn't show up. Eventually, a nice man in a black suit showed up and told him of what had happened. The shooting had happened after hours, when both of them had been working overtime to finish up a project.

He didn't miss them. He never missed them. To be honest, Vincent didn't remember much about them, except how fascinatingly punctual they were. For the first few years of their absence, he would wait by the window with the view of the driveway, waiting for his parents' black car to pull in. The habit faded, however. He lived with his grandma on his mom's side for a few years until he reached the high school age, at which he was sent to a boarding school.

While there, late in his junior year, the grade took a field trip to a resort on an island not far off the coast. Overly excited, Vincent made note to arrive early to the port where him and his classmates would depart by ferry. But his grandma, seeing that he overworked himself, decided to reset the alarm for 15 minutes later than what he had set it for. The thought was genuine, but the result was not: his grandmother, who was never good with electronics anyways, turned off the alarm rather than editing it, and set the clock for 15 minutes earlier than the actual time. In the end, Vincent arrived late. Really late. And his desperate attempt to follow the ferry was rash. He stole an unattended motorboat that was tied up on the dock and rode out on the sea, hoping he could catch up. He eventually came across a quiet island... and you know the rest. He now lives with the Hatter and his company, and enjoys his solitary busy life, although the lack of time structure there brings him to the brink of frustration. But overall, he's content. After all, the Hatter's island is so much better than the resort would've been.

So give me more!
<3 Clocks
<3 Reasoning
<3 Order
But Get that away from me!
X Questions
X Annoyances
X Lying
X The Mad March Hare herself
Now this song really describes me:
> Enjoy the Silence
Now all that is out of the way, my role is,
> White Rabbit
My puppet master is... ravensluckyshadow.