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 Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 10:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 2:22 am
⋙ William Aiden Vanity  "Come with me to the other side. Come dance with me in the dead of night. You say you want to live in the darkness? I'll set you free. It's a long road to Hell and back..." ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.My official name on my birth certificate is William Aiden Vanity but I prefer to go by William.
I took my first breath on October 31st and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out ...lets just say it'd been awhile... ...
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a Male
Don't be surprised if you find me being quiet. I never bother anyone much, unless they give me reason to. I am protective, misunderstood, romantic, vengeful, tranquil, lonely, alone, forgotten, and invisible. I keep my presence secretive most of the time, unless I feel the need to be seen or heard. My temper is rather calm, although, if someone crosses the line, they pay for it dearly. Intentionally aggravating me, is a sure fire attempt at suicide...
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. My past means nothing now, and it isn't important, so I will explain the present. I am nothing more than a ghost. A demon, risen from the depths to protect what is precious to me. I have lived many lives over, and forever, my heart has belonged to her. It always has and forever will. Danger threatens her life this time around and I can't let their plans fall through. If she is taken, it is an eternity in Hell she must suffer, for a mistake made by her idiot mother.
My love knows nothing of her mother's treachery, but she made a mistake. After getting into debt trouble, so far that she faced prison, she sold the soul of her husband to Satan, and as promised, after her husband's death, they came into a swell of money, and paid off every debt she had. Shortly after this, she realized what she had done, and regretted it. Now with more deals made between her and the devil then I can even keep track of, the life of the only thing precious to me in in danger. Her own mother sold the soul of her daughter, just to save herself...
I refuse to let this happen. She may not know who I am, but I'll never let anything hurt her. Never, through all of eternity. It is the only promise I've ever made, and I will never break it, no matter the consequences...
Have I left anything out...oh yeah I have allowed her to see my silhouette in dreams, never my face, just so she knows that there is something out there keeping an eye on her, fighting away the images that haunt her mind, and the screams that linger in her thoughts. She saw me in her mirror but only one single time, never catching a glimpse of my face, but she did see me. I do not want to reveal myself to her, as that is a last resort, especially because I can't stay...✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ.My Likes
☆ The Graveyards
☆ Mirrors/Windows/Bodies Of Water (Anything that allows you to see your reflection, because I can appear there if I wish.)
☆ My Love...
My Dislikes
✘ The Creatures
✘ The Inevadiable
✘ Threats to my Love
My Theme Song
☆ All Due Restraint by William Control
I have my eye on...
☆ The girl I'd die one thousand deaths for, if only she asked it of me.
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: LynzInspired
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 2:28 am
⋙ Karen Lucrissa Moore  "Lookin' in the mirror every morning hopin' to find myself there...And then I found you." ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє. My official name on my birth certificate is Karen Lucrissa Moore but I prefer to go by Karen, Luci (spelled with an 'i'), or just K
I took my first breath on June twenty-first and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out eighteen candles.
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a pretty gal
Don't be surprised if you find me being a little stubborn and hard-headed. I mean well, but sometimes my actions are taken into a totally different meaning. I can be sarcastic when I want to, but it's usually when I'm really irritated. I get bitter on the topic of my family, so don't you dare mention it to my face. I'm usually kind, helpful, and friendly. People say I'm loyal and would never backstab anyone.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖ I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. I was born on a midsummer's night in Ireland eighteen years ago to Jessica Gilbert Moore and Arthur Jacoby Moore as their one and only child; a daughter. My parents cherished me above all else but they couldn't give me what I really wanted: siblings. I had never been much of a social person when I was younger, so all I had was my imagination. It turned out to be my best friend. Ever since I knew how to talk, I began making up my own playmates. My parents never minded, although there was one point my mother was afraid that I had multiple personalities.
But then...my father died. I don't remember how, but the doctors said it was an illness they weren't sure of. We had to be content with that answer, but it didn't mean it made his passing any easier. A while after his death, my mother took me, and all of our belongings, and we left our quaint sea-side village for a city. Nothing much changed. My mother was still depressed, and my father was still dead as dust, but I just couldn't let everything go and stay down. Especially not when things started to happen to me...
I kept having strange visions, dreams. At first I thought they were nothing, just figments of my imagination, ghosts of my childhood imaginary friends. They grew sharper, a lot less familiar, scarier, as time passed. I didn't know what to do. What could I do? I convinced myself it was only in my mind. But then I saw the shop. The place where I found a mirror. The mirror. I didn't know what was going on in my mind but I bought it and hung it in my room, for some reason, even though there was already a large, full-body mirror in my closet. Then he appeared. And naturally, it was strange, freaky even. But he kept the figures away, the dark shadows. Ever since I saw him, the nightmares had dispersed....and I can't help but wonder...Who is he? What is he?
Have I left anything out...oh yeah I have a pet Siberian Husky named Icicle. ✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ. My Likes
☆ Icicle
☆ The mirror, and my guardian in it
☆ Music
☆ My imagination
My Dislikes
✘ The shadows
✘ The dark
✘ Talking about my family
I have my eye on...
☆ My guardian
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: Hunter Crawl
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 2:24 pm
⋙ Oliver Arlen Whitman  Our luck is in the way we feel. ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.My official name on my birth certificate is Oliver Arlen Whitman but I prefer to go by Oli
I took my first breath on June 19th and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out eighteen candles.
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a Boy
Don't be surprised if you find me being Bubbly and optimistic. I can be as cynical and sarcastic as I want, but only if I have a reason to be. I'm usually a happy person. I don't like to cause trouble, but sometimes that exactly where me and friends end up sometimes. Even through the worst, I'm loyal and wouldn't dare hurt the people closest to me.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. I've had a pretty normal life. I live with my grandparents in Ireland. My parents do a lot of traveling with their work, so they dropped me off here to live. Thinking I needed a stable home.I don't mind it, it's a place to live. I've never had problems talking to people, but when I was younger I traveled with my parents and never stayed long enough to make any great friends. I've now lived here for about six months now. Within that time I have made two good friends. I just hope I won't have to move again.
Recently one of my friends has brought home a freaky mirror. She says she bought it at one of those weird antique shops. I don't know what it is about it, but it creeps me out. A full body mirror with an oddly shaped black frame. It almost looks like it could be the portal to the under world. But, what would be the possibility of that?
Have I left anything out...oh yeah I play the piano with much skill.
✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ.My Likes
☆ Friendly people
☆ My piano
☆ Drawing
My Dislikes
✘ Rude people
✘ Traveling
I have my eye on...
☆ No one at the moment.
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: Magiemage
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 3:01 pm
⋙ Evelyn Scylla Airetikós  "It's not the time, it's not the place. I am just another pretty face, so don't come any closer. Your not the first, your not the last. How many more? Don't even ask. You're one more dead composer. Misery loves Company..." ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.My official name on my birth certificate is Evelyn Scylla Airetikós but I prefer to go by
I took my first breath on December, 30th and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out ....several candles.
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a Female
Don't be surprised if you find me being deviant. I will twist anything as long as I get what I want in the ending. I never betray someone without a proper reason, unless of course there is a better deal somewhere down the road. I live off of fear, and thrive on making deals. I trust no one, and have good reason not to. If there is one thing to know about me, it's that I am damn good at talking humans into nearly anything I want. I am manipulative, and good at it. Don't get on my bad side, if, that is, you can help it...
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. My life was beautiful in the beginning. Loving family, good job, I had everything I could ever have wanted. Then things turned for the worse. Back, all those years ago, William Vanity was my everything, as I was to him. We fell in love and nothing could stop us from being happy, or so it had seemed. We lived together from the time I was sixteen up until I turned nineteen. I had gotten pregnant and we couldn't have been happier, until I lost it...soon after, he met another girl, and fell in love all over again.
He became cold toward me, and I could only cope with it for so long. He never officially 'left' me either. We still lived together, but he would go off at night and see her, it turned into us two, living together unwillingly. Somehow, I wasn't good enough for him anymore, and all he could think about was the other girl. After one more year of dealing with the hurt and pain of it all, knowing the love of your life's heart only beat for someone who wasn't you...I had had enough. I sold my soul, became immortal, and now I make deals for the devil.
Shortly after making my deal, I made the same deal for dear William. I dealt his soul out and now he is trapped in an immortal ghost-like state, drifting from place to place. He can't remain for long in the mortal world, but once he crosses over, he will forever be kept in the depths of Hell. I love William, and I never want that whoreish little tramp to lay eyes on him in this life or any other. She is next on my list, and I will get what I want, as always.
For now, I am able to live among the mortals in the living realm, pretending I am still human, and keeping my eye on certain things. I finally found the one he protects, and it won't be long before I make my move.
Have I left anything out...oh yeah William is my only weakness. I love him more than anything, and all I ever wanted was to keep what was once mine. If I could go back and do it all over, I would have tried harder, or changed so he would love me forever as he once did. In all honesty, I still suffer...every time I think of him, every time I see him, or hear his voice. I die a little every time...and I hate Karen with a burning passion...✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ.My Likes
☆ William's Voice
☆ Making Deals
☆ My Happy Memories...
My Dislikes
✘ Karen
✘ Sadness
✘ My Suffering
I have my eye on...
☆ My Darling: William Vanity
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: LynzInspired
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 9:30 pm
⋙ Kamille Ann Torrence  "The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them." ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє.My official name on my birth certificate is Kamille Ann Torrence but I prefer to go by Kammy or Kam Corder
I took my first breath on March seventh and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out eight teen candles.
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a female
Don't be surprised if you find me being Hyperactive, open to everything and anything, she isn't quick to judge or take a second glance at someone. Though she can be sarcastic, she is incredibly nice to everyone except social figures that in her terms are "Unfair." If she finds someone who is unfair she may turn a little mean and go off on tangents talking about how terrible they are. She usually get's back at those types of people also.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. Kamille has always been one to not talk about family, reasons being she doesn't like them. She unlike many others lives with her actual mother and father, she also has an older brother and younger sister. But from the beginning her and her older brother were treated differently, in the first few years her family was suffering from poverty, starvation because their father was to selfish to pay for more food, instead he spent it on drugs and booze. This constantly made their father on age, though he never physically abused them, he did verbally assault the two siblings. Saying things that should never be mentioned to a child at their young ages, this made the two hate their father.
When Kamille turned nine her mother became pregnant with her younger sister, this turned her father's life around, he quit doing drugs and suddenly, their was food to be eaten and their house become at least a little better then before. Though the verbal abuse still continued, the anger becoming more focused on Kamille, since her brother who was four years her senior was out and staying at friends. At this point, Kamille was mostly taking care of her sister, her mother on sleeping medicine because she was an epileptic. But this did not satisfy her father and his verbal abusing continued and still continues. Though their are times when things are often good, the years went by and eventually her parents got better jobs and the fighting isn't to constant, but Kamille can't forgive her father very easily.
Have I left anything out...oh yeah Kamille is ambidextrous, decent at drawing, and she has a outside cat named Spyro that follows her everywhere like a dog. ✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ.My Likes
☆ animals
☆Greek Art
☆ sour candy
My Dislikes
✘ Loud noises
✘ bullies
✘ spicy food
I have my eye on...
☆no one yet.
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: The Invisable spaz
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Posted: Tue Dec 07, 2010 12:03 am
⋙ Alexi Mikko Toppinen  Do you believe in ghosts? You might want to start... ✖✖ тнє ∂єтαιℓѕ ση мє. My official name on my birth certificate is Alexi Mikko Toppinen but I prefer to go by Alex, Ghost
I took my first breath on May 13 and the last time i celebrated I had to blow out 25 candles.
If you aren't able to tell I'm obviously a Male
Don't be surprised if you find me being pure evil. I like to have my fun with my ghostly powers, toying with emotions, life and death, and scaring the crap out of any and everyone. Nighttime is fun because I can creep into lovely dreams and make the nightmares. What can I say I have a sick mind. The odd time I can be a gentleman and play nice, but I havent found meaning for doing that in a while. Im generally pretty chill and easy going, but dont get me angry or you'll regret it.
тнє ∂ιяту ∂єтαιℓѕ. ✖✖ I've experienced a lot, so to begin I guess I'll start here. If its not obvious, Im recently deceased. A victim of suicide, unfortunately. Life was pretty shitting when I was flesh and bone, and I didnt have the best support system. When I was 18 I took the gun and blew my brains out. No one would hurt me like this. Not like I can to them. Which I still get my kicks from. Unlike most of the other ghosts and demons occupying Hell, I didnt really have to make a deal with the devil. As long as I dont break any rules Im free to do as I wish. Even show my face to humanit every now and then, recognizeable only by deja vu and dismissed just as quickly, though my haunting image is kind of hard to get rid of for some. It wasnt long ago I made friends with another demon, who seems to have something for one human in particular. I dont know how far he wants to go with this. After all, he is dead, and she's not.
Have I left anything out...oh yeah I have an obsession with heavy heavy music, just as I did in life, and I can play the guitar and scream fairly well. It drives some of the other demons crazy, and thats saying something for habitants of Hell. ✖✖ тнє ℓιттℓє єχтяαѕ. My Likes
☆ intense music
☆ demon girls. Hottest ever. no pun intended.
☆ fire. im a pyromaniac. surprised?
☆ Finland. my home
My Dislikes
✘ water
✘ sappy romance
✘ human capacity for intellect. nonexistant. period
My Theme Song
☆ COB - Blooddrunk
I have my eye on...
☆ hmm...no one...
My Actions and Words Are Controlled by: xXJustified_DeathXx
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