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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 3:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 4:10 pm
〖❤〗Elira Lee Artrues〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ↳ I've been around↲ Seventeen Years ↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Girl ↳ I'm attracted↲ Boys ↳ Believe me↲ To produce a powder like substance that can heal, or put someone to sleep. ↳ I grew!!↲ 5'2" ↳ I weigh↲ 104 pounds ++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜ ↷ Addicted↶ □ The Beach □ Flowers □ My Wings □ Imagination ↷ H O R R I B L E↶ ■ Being Alone ■ The Dark ■ Getting hurt ■ Being so afraid of everything. ↷ Can you see, the real me?↶ All Me. ++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
I remember when I was younger, that my dad would abuse my mom. He would beat her every night, and would force me and my sister to watch. Sometimes, he would hit Erika. She was three years younger than I. So at the time she was only four. When my mother would get beaten into unconciousness, my father would come after my sister and I. I tried my hardest to protect her, but he would only shove me aside, and proceed to smack my sister around. After he was through with her, he would either pass out on the couch, or move onto me. Most of the time he would just go right to sleep. I had to make sure my sister didn't cry too loud, or he would wake up and we'd both get whooped by his belt. I would tend to Erika's cuts, and then bandage her bruises as best I could. One day though, I wasn't there to protect Erika. I was at school, just waiting until I could go home. Once I got there though, things weren't pretty. The bloody beaten body of my mother, was lying on the middle of the floor, with a small bloody body cradled in her arms. I dropped my things, and crawled to them, leaving the door open. I wrapped myself around my mom and my sister, and stayed their for hours. Wondering when my father would be home. I tried to be strong, to hold in all my tears, but they eventually flowed over. Around nine at night, flahing red and blue lights showed up in front of my house. Two policemen were escorting my drunk father home. They walked him through the front door, and then the lights came on. I kept very still, in fear that my father would lunge after me. The police men saw the bloody bodies, and then saw me. I knew then that I would be safe from my father. I began to cry, pointing at my father and telling them to keep him away from me. They restrained him instantly, and called 911. The ambulance showed up quickly. All three of us were taken to the hospital, and cleaned up there. My father was taken to the police station to be questioned. The doctors told me later, that my sister and mother had been shot by my father. They said that Eliza was still alive, but not for much longer. I could go talk to her, they told me. So I did. I held her lifeless hand, and spoke to her unconcious body. I told her I was sorry, and that it was all my fault. I told her that she will be going to a better place with mommy, and that daddy couldn't hurt her anymore. I also told her that I'll be with her too one day. I told her I loved her so much. She was my world. Later that night, my sister passed away. The doctors said it was a miricle she held on that long. After that, I was forced to live with my grandmother. I didn't mind, she was always nice to me, and liked to buy me and Erika things.
When my grandma got the letter,she didn't tell me. She began buying me all these clothes like shorts and tank tops. I liked them of course. One day, my grandma told me she was going to go meet up with her sister, and asked me to stay at home and watch my little cousin. I agreed of course, a four year old couldn't stay at home by herself. My grandma actually met up with a professor from a school on an island. A week later, she told me where I was going. I was excited, yet scared. What if they made my father work at the school as punishment? I packed my bags making sure to tuck away my sister's picture, and her stuffed rabbit. The day before it was time for me to leave, I visited my mom and my sisters graves. I sat there for a few hours, filling them in on what was going on in my life. Before I left, I put a few flowers on each of their tombstones. When it was time for me to leave, I was excited. I said my goodbyes to my Grandma, and my little cousin Gabby. (She too lived with my grandma.) On the plane, I met three other girls who were also going to the academy. The island was beautiful, and the academy was huge. But I soon found out, that it was deffinately not what I was expecting.
⇢Like a star.⇠
I'm a very timid girl, and I scare very easily. I'm afraid of Violence, because of my brutal past. I'm very easily upset too, little things people say can set me off. I don't talk a whole lot, only to those I know best. I don't trust people all too easily, and I am very shy. I got great grades at my old school, which put me in all advanced classes. So I guess I'm smart. I'm also very graceful. At least that's what my grandma told me.
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
iSmartiepantz
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 7:34 pm
〖❤〗Kate Annalise Terminachii〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ↳ I've been around↲ Sixteen years ↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Girl! ↳ I'm attracted↲ Those boys ↳ Believe me↲ Anything I touch turns to stone, and my skin is immune to cuts and bruises and such ↳ I grew!!↲ 5'5" ↳ I weigh↲ 120 lbs. ++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜ ↷ Addicted↶ □ Sour Candy □ Running □ Outdoors □ Heat ↷ H O R R I B L E↶ ■ Tight Spaces ■ Deep Water ■ Cold ■ Spicy food ↷ Can you see, the real me?↶ Aren't I pretty...Not ++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
I was born on a hot June day. My mother was strong and healthy, but my father somewhat weak from the cancer that dogged him. My family never hit poverty. With one older sister, my mother and father and I, we made it by. Valentina, my sister, and I did are best to earn some money when my mother lost her job as a nurse, while my father was lsowely dieing. I was a quiet girl, I never spoke out, but when I was thirteen, after my father died, I changed. I became angry, blaming the world for his death. My sister and mother saw the change in it's fullest, having to deal with my rages all the time. Two years later, Valentina got married, and moved away. I had learned to control myself by then, but my mother was frail. I began to take care of her, coming home at lunch. She always said I needed to keep my mind on the education, my future, but I could never leave her alone. Then, we got the letter. My mother had read it, she didn't tell me about it. She told me she was visitting an old friend, but really meeting with the woman who sent the letter. When she retruned, so merely told me I was going to a school that would prepare me for the future. I protested, saying she needed me, but said she was fine and Valentina could help her. But Valentina was pregnant, and had to deal with her own family. I was unwillingly driven to the airport, to she my mother's fail, pale face growing firther and further away.
⇢Like a star.⇠
In one word I'm stubborn. It goes along that I tend to be a hot-head, but even with other things, like my mother when I'm kind and caring, I'm stubborn beyond belief. It's almost impossible to change my mind. I'm kind and loyal to those I trust, but find trusting people hard. I've always been generally atheltic, and I love to run. I'm one of those people who don't think before they jump. I horridly afraid of deep water, and I've never really learned to swim. In a few words, I'm brave, loyal, stubborn, hot-headed, and athletic.
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
iCarrot-ness
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 11:00 am
〖❤〗Amanda Louise Oraza〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++↳ I've been around↲ Eighteen↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Female↳ I'm attracted↲ Boys of course↳ Believe me↲ Amanda's power is that of illusion. She can stimulate all the senses, making those affected experience an almost parallel reality. The person loses themselves and is lost in this other world. She can also control and sense others emotions around her. ↳ I grew!!↲ Five foot five inches↳ I weigh↲ Hundred Twenty Pounds++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜↷ Addicted↶ □ Singing□ Warm, Sunny Days□ Long walks in nature□ Video Games↷ H O R R I B L E↶ ■ Fighting■ Pain■ Being Lost and Alone■ Dark Chocolate↷ Can you see, the real me?↶ This is Me. Nothing more. Nothing less. ++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
I was born the second daughter of four kids. My older sister and I had a different dad than the other two. Our father left for the war when I was about ten. I was very close to him unlike my older sister. I was a bit of a tomboy back then loving everything about the outdoors and I wasn't afraid to get my hands dirty. But when he left he would never come back. He went missing about a year after. Mother never really got over it, I don't think at least. She remarried though and had the two younger children. Twins boy and girls. My sister loved this guy, but I didn't like him so much. We were always disagreeing on something. It wasn't the best years of my life and even a peaceful girl like me had a few good fights with my sister. She always thought he was perfect. It made me wonder who loved him more, mom or my sister? I lived in her shadow it seemed. My parents were always comparing me to her. I learned not to care though for I liked being myself and not my sister. She just seemed like a monster. My parents always thought I would amount to anything in this life. That was until I got a letter. This great school far from my family was the answer to all my problems. No more living in my sisters shadow for she never got invited to an academy. There would be no more step father to deal with. I just didn't know what I had gotten myself into.
The plane ride was so long and boring, but luckily for me there were other girls going to the same school. They didn't know much about the school either but they were excited as much as I was. It seemed like forever but when we finally arrived I was surprised. It was amazing yet odd. This was the place for me. It took me a while to see there was something wrong here.
⇢Like a star.⇠
I'm really the nicest person you will ever meet. I'm quiet most of the time, but I can be loud. That usually only happens when I eat a lot of candy, or maybe just when I'm tired. I'm usually cam and again only hyper when eating candy or tired. I'm a bit of an airhead, forgetful, and clumsy. I can act a bit childish.
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
Nickelfrizz Hey sorry for taking so long on the profile. Can you change the reserve for me? I changed the picture.
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 7:47 am
〖❤〗 Phobos Ira Hyperion 〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ↳ I've been around↲ Appears 19 ↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Male ↳ I'm attracted↲ Girls ↳ Believe me↲ Being able to control shadows and raise creatures of darkness from them ↳ I grew!!↲ 6'2" ↳ I weigh↲ 152lbs ++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜
↷Addicted↶
□ My twin, Deimos
□ Being alone
□ Winning
□ Spicy squid
↷H O R R I B L E↶
■ Pepper
■ Girls
■ Losing precious things
■ Loud, screeching noises
↷Can you see, the real me?↶ N/A
++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
I don't really remember much of my past, except for my younger twin brother Deimos. We were born around the 1900s, to parents whose names I can't really recall. Our parents had wanted us to be strong; Fear (Phobos) and Terror (Deimos), sons of Ares, the god of war, and Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Of course, just like the others, letters came in to our parents from Prof. Brine. They didn't lie to us. They didn't see a reason to. They never kept anything from us. We weren't taken along, but I know that something was off...It didn't feel normal. It didn't feel...right. I could tell Deimos felt the same way. But what could we do? It was the twentieth century, but kids still couldn't do anything. A week later, we were packed and sent out of our house. We were sent on a carriage to the woman, and she took us across the ocean on a ship to an isolated island. The academy back then was brand new and beautiful for our time, so of course we were mesmerized. So much, we didn't realize it until it was too late. I was caught first, and I was injected with a strange, black, tar-like liquid. The pain lasted longer than was expected, but I broke through. Somewhat. My only comfort was that Deimos was alright, but had been experimented on as well, soon after. I hated Cinthia Brine for what she did to us, but eventually, I learned that I had to live with it...
⇢Like a star.⇠
I hadn't always been this cold. I had been as friendly and as kind as Deimos before, but it all changed that day when I had been experimented on. I wasn't a lab rat; I kept telling myself that someone, somewhere, would find us and set us free. After a couple of centuries, I gave up on that hope. I withdrew into myself, because I didn't like the others, especially John. I didn't want to lose anything else that belonged to me, not when I had already lost my humanity, and so I didn't really like being social much either....
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
Hunter Crawl
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 7:49 am
〖❤〗 Deimos Ares Hyperion 〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ↳ I've been around↲ Appears 19 ↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Male ↳ I'm attracted↲ Girls ↳ Believe me↲ Telekinesis and creating and manipulating ice ↳ I grew!!↲ 6'2" ↳ I weigh↲ 152lbs ++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜
↷Addicted↶
□ My twin, Phobos
□ Trying out new skills and inventing new skills with my powers
□ Being neutral
□ Sweets
↷H O R R I B L E↶
■ Pepper
■ Fighting
■ Losing precious things
■ Loud, screeching noises
↷Can you see, the real me?↶ N/A
++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
I don't really remember much of my past, except for my older twin brother Phobos. We were born around the 1900s, to parents whose names I can't really recall. Our parents had wanted us to be strong, but also loving; Fear (Phobos) and Terror (Deimos), sons of Ares, the god of war, and Aphrodite, the goddess of love. Of course, just like the others, letters came in to our parents from Prof. Brine. They didn't lie to us. They didn't see a reason to. They never kept anything from us. We weren't taken along, but I know that something was off...It didn't feel normal. It didn't feel...right. I could tell Phobos felt the same way. But what could we do? It was the twentieth century, but kids still couldn't do anything. A week later, we were packed and sent out of our house. We were sent on a carriage to the woman, and she took us across the ocean on a ship to an isolated island. The academy back then was brand new and beautiful for our time, so of course we were mesmerized. So much, we didn't realize it until it was too late. I was caught second, and I was injected with a strange, turquoise-ish aqua liquid and I felt like everything inside me just froze over. The pain lasted a little while, but I broke through. Somewhat. My only comfort was that Phobos was alright, but had been experimented on as well. I hated Cinthia Brine for what she did to us, but eventually, I learned that I had to live with it.
⇢Like a star.⇠
I'm friendly and kind, caring most of the time to my brother, and always understanding. I'm loyal to those who earn my trust, and I'm protective of the ones close to me; especially Phobos, even thought I'm younger than him. I don't want to hurt others feelings, and I hate it when Phobos acts cold and distant, even to me, at times...
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
Hunter Crawl
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Posted: Tue Feb 15, 2011 3:30 pm
〖❤〗Daniel Kaleb Long〖❤〗 ⇝ｒｅａｄ ｍｙ ｌｉｐｓ⇜++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ↳ I've been around↲ 17 ↳ Last time I checked I was a↲ Male ↳ I'm attracted↲ Females ↳ Believe me↲ I can create an invisible barrier whenever needed around whomever needed.I can also force people to do what I want. ↳ I grew!!↲ 6'1" ↳ I weigh↲ 130 lb. ++Do-not-erase-do-not-erase++ ⇝ｔｈｅ ｄｅｌａｃａｃｉｅｓ⇜
↷Addicted↶
□ Running
□ Heat
□ Sour foods
□ Empty-ness
↷H O R R I B L E↶
■ Blood
■ Small spaces
■ Water
■ Sweet foods
↷Can you see, the real me?↶
++Do-not-erase++⇝ｄｅａｒ ｄｉａｒｙ⇜ ++Do-Not-Erase++
⇢I live life to the fullest.⇠
My life? I never wanted to be turned into a pet project for a mad scientist,but of course. It happened whether I liked it or not. I grew up in a small town on the coast of Florida. It doesn't exist anymore. Actually,it wasn't really Florida then either. Anyway,my parents were so pleased when they'd known I was picked to go to a special school.I was never picked for anything. I was a 'loser' per say. They were proud of me. What they didn't know is that it was for testing. I was tested on,given strange powers. Like forcing people to do whatever I want. I was forced,not by myself,but someone else,to hold a girl down. That takes us to where we are now,I guess.
⇢Like a star.⇠
I'm a hot-headed guy,never knowing really when to stop and give up. That may also mean I'm strong-willed. People can't really decide between the two. I'm also called as stubborn as,excuse my wordage,a**. The donkey. Gods. I'm loyal to my friends,but they also call me cocky. I don't really get them. In total,I'm a nice guy.
⇢I control myself. . or do I?⇠
Little Munkigirl
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