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 Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 2:59 pm
Ῥɍɨȵҫҽ ӫӻ Ѳɓɬɨῦɨȍȵ Created by ~ Seraphim_Lie# of Roles ~ 1 Male / 1 FemaleTheme Song (lyrics below) ~ Imaginary ~ Evanesence
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 3:02 pm
Ҭɧҽɱҽ Șѳȵɡ
Paper flowers
Paper flowers
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they`re falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)
Don`t say I`m out of touch
With this rampant chaos, your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh, how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The Goddess of imaginary light
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
(Paper flowers)
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
(Paper flowers)
Paper flowers
Paper flowers
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 3:33 pm
Șȶѳɍӳ
o·bliv·i·on [ə blívvee ən]
n
state of being forgotten: a state of being completely forgotten
There was once a kingdom known as Oracle, the land of magic. It was the most beautiful kingdom that the world had known at the time, and mages and magicians from all around the world came to both teach and learn all types of spells.
The king of the most prosperous kingdom, King Rayen the Trustworthy, had been among the strongest of magicians and known as one of the kindest kings alive. Until one day, a young boy came to the king. The child was of the age of twelve and had no home, but had some of the greatest magics that the king had ever seen. King Rayen had no heir to the throne and was growing older with every year that passed, and if there was no throne, then there would be total chaos in Oracle. Taking the child in as his own, no one questioned the boy's potential as one of the strongest magicians.
The only problem was that no one knew the child's original name. The king had given him a name and soon everyone forgot that the boy had been an orphan just weeks before. And as time went on, he came to love this child as his own. Because no one is immortal, the kind and great king died at an elderly age and the young boy, fully grown and loved by all, took his place. The prince soon became both revered and mysterious, all of his past forgotten. The new king brought drought and famine to the land, draining it of all its life.
The prince had tried to undo all of the damage, but failed to do so by himself. With the help of many of the greatest witches and wizards, they were able to undo his terrible and selfish spells, but could not undo the damage done to the prince himself. Now a monsterous looking creature, he sent everyone away from the castle, except for a small group of select servants that would keep his transformation a secret. The land of Oracle was then known as Oblivion, for everyone that left the kingdom could no longer remember what had happened or even that they had been there in the first place.
But just as every prince must have a princess, this prince is no exception. Who could love a foolish, ambitious prince that had taken on a form that no one could look at without cringing? Perhaps a a female thief can warm his icy heart and break the curse that was placed upon him when he casted the terrible spell?
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 3:43 pm
Яʉȴҽʂ
1. Cursing is allowed in small doses. We aren’t sailors, so we don’t need to swear every bloody word.
2. Follow the Gaia ToS and the guild’s rules. This shouldn’t be said, but be thankful for the reminder.
3. No love at first sight. It’s total dung. Nope, befriend one another before the actual falling head-over-heels in love.
4. Romance is seriously encouraged and required in this RP. Alas, cybering is not tolerated. Once the clothes hit the floor, then it’s time for a skip.
5. This is going to be a semi-literate RP. This means a 5 sentence paragraph is desired every time you post. I understand the occassional block, but no more than two of three, if possible, okay? Okay.
6. We all make mistakes, I know, but I do not tolerate poor spelling and grammar. Sorry. If you can’t spell or write a couple of good sentences, then don’t even think about sending me a profile.
7. I adore beautiful posts! Pictures, colors, awesome fonts/text, and anything to make it prettier! The sky is not the limit!
8. FYI: If you do not receive a reply from me about your profile, then either I have not gotten to it or you have not been accepted. I will not waste my time replying to an incompetent profile. This means: do not constantly send me PMs to see if you’ve been accepted. You’ll know.
9. Title the PMs "Oblivion of Me" and add a heart at the top of the profile to prove that you've read through my rules.
10. Have fun! That's what we're here for, right?
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:11 pm
Ῥɍѳϝɨȴҽʂ [align=center][color=black]~*~[/color] [color=POSTING COLOR][size=16][b]F[/b][u]irst[/u][/size][/color] [color=black]~*~[/color]
[color=purple]-*-[/color] [color=POSTING COLOR][size=14]❝(Quote)❞[/size][/color] [color=purple]-*-[/color]
[imgleft]Anime Img[/imgleft]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][color=black]* [size=15]This Is Real, This Is Me[/size] *[/color][color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]
[color=purple]>>>[/color] [color=black][size=14]The Name Is[/size][/color] [color=purple]<<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](First Name)[/b][/color] <
[color=purple]>>>[/color] [color=black][size=14]The Age Is[/size][/color] [color=purple]<<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](16-18)[/b][/color] <
[color=purple]>>>[/color] [color=black][size=14]A Touch of Magic Now...[/size][/color] [color=purple]<<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](Magics/Talents)[/b][/color] <
[color=purple]>>>[/color] [color=black][size=14]Nothing You Know[/size][/color] [color=purple]<<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](Hobbies, jobs, tattoos, ect.)[/b][/color] <
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][color=black]* [size=15]What's Left of Me, What's Left of Me Now[/size] *[/color][color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]
[color=black]>>[/color] [color=purple][size=14]My Broken Past[/size][/color] [color=black]<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](Bio. At least one 5 sentence paragraph.)[/b][/color] <
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][color=black]* [size=15]The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music[/size] *[/color][color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]
[color=purple]>>[/color] [color=black][size=14]My Tunes[/size][/color] [color=purple]<<[/color]
[color=POSTING COLOR][b]> Song ~ Artist <
> Song ~ Artist <
> Song ~ Artist <[/b][/color]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][color=black]* [size=15]That's Not My Name, That's Not My Name, That's Not My Name![/size] *[/color][color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]
[color=black]>>[/color] [color=purple][size=14]I'm Just a Puppet[/size][/color] [color=black]<<[/color]
> [color=POSTING COLOR][b](Username)[/b][/color] <[/align]
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2011 6:49 pm
Ⱥҫҫҽҏȶҽɖ Ȼɦɑɍɑҫȶҽɍʂ ~*~ Amata ~*~ -*- ❝Criminal is just another way of saying that I've got guts.❞ -*-  xxxxxxxxxx* This Is Real, This Is Me *xxxxxxxxxx >>> The Name Is <<< > Amata < >>> The Age Is <<< > 16 < >>> A Touch of Magic Now... <<< > Fire, sound, and illusion < >>> Nothing You Know <<< > Amata is a musician and an amazing singer, but had reverted to stealing when her father died and she had to feed her three younger siblings. < xxxxxxxxxx* What's Left of Me, What's Left of Me Now *xxxxxxxxxx >> My Broken Past << > Amata had once lived on a properous farm that had flourished every summer and had given her family hope of a better harvest the year after. But many years later, when Amata was around the age of fifteen, everything crumbled around them quite literally. Their farmhouse fell the ground, their animals starved, their crops failed. And soon everything they had worked for to keep their large family alive had vanished. Her mother died within that very year, because of a toiling sickness that had flared up in their village. Her father was the next to die, because he had starved himself in hopes that his children would have enough to eat. Knowing that it was up to her to keep her family alive, even when the kingdom was restored back to prosperity, she reverted to theivery to keep her family alive.
As time went by, Amata became extremely good at stealing for nobles that often rode through the woods and getting away with pickpocketing in the marketplaces without being caught. But just when she thought that she was at the top of her new game, one that she had taken very unwillingly, she was caught. Now her siblings are living with her aunt and uncle while she is being taken to the palace for more crimes than can be counted. < xxxxxxxxxx* The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music *xxxxxxxxxx >> My Tunes << > Sanctuary~ Utada hikaru <
> Sing ~ My Chemical Romance <
> Cemetaries of London ~ Coldplay < xxxxxxxxxx* That's Not My Name, That's Not My Name, That's Not My Name! *xxxxxxxxxx >> I'm Just a Puppet << > Seraphim_Lie <
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