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Teehee.
My Characters.
Some aren't mine, though.
Demyx Kingston
Male
Weapon: Manipulative Sitar
Special Attack: Water- Can summon huge gushes or small sprinkles. Water clones of himself, with the ability to fight, however, must be called upon by strumming his Sitar.
Age: 19
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 161 Lbs
Birthday: March 11
Zodiac: Pisces
Blood Type: B Positive
Eye Color: Dark Caribbean Turquoise
Skin Shade: Lightly Sunkissed
Hair: Dirty blonde, Mullet-y hairstyle
Body Markings: 'IX' Tattoo on his left shoulder, at least seven piercings per ear.
Physical Abnormalties: His left foot points a little awkwardly when his leg his straight, small, thin scars all over back.
Favorite Quote: "I just got my heart. Don't break it so soon."
Likes: Reno, Randi, the Gang, his new heart ( :3), The Sea, Candy, his hair played with, and Crane, but not in that way. D<
Hates: Mean people, hurting people, killing people, and BBQ.
Favorite Food: Boiled Flounder
Favorite Sweet: Salt Water Taffy(The peach kind)
Favorite Music: Regge or Jazz, or anything original
Talents: Wonderful Musician, naturally kind and naive
Faults: Can be to naive, overreacts, dreadfully worrisome.
Interesting Info: He still has the ability to create Portals to anywhere he desires.
Abilities
Speed: B+
Strength: A
Magic Mastery: A+
Weapon Mastery: A+
Endurance: B-
Level: Above Average
Belongs to: Tetsuya Nomura, but this version's all mine.
Axel Andrews
Male
Weapon: Chakrams
Special Attack: Fire- Can summon fire of any amount at any time, connect it to things such as his Chakrams and thus controls that object as well.
Age: 19.5
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 168
Birthday: July 5
Zodiac: Cancer
Blood Type: AB Negetive
Eye Color: Emerald Green
Skin Shade: Ivory to Unnaturally Pale Peach
Hair: Dark crimson red, darker of the twins
Body Markings: Two Upside Down Teardrop Tattoos, one under each eye. 'VIII' tattoo on left shoulder.
Physical Abnormalties: Unnaturally thin, a small Cross scar between his shoulder blades
Favorite Quote (of someone else): "Axel...!"
Likes: Riku, Spicy things, staying warm, fire, Drugs, Sex, Men, sex, bubble baths
Hates: Sweet things (unless it's something Randi made), Being caught on tape, lack of sexual contanct, lack of Riku-contact, and lack of drugs(but he's getting better about it), oh and that CD of Ari's of Electric Polka
Favorite Food: Hot Salsa
Favorite Sweet: Randi's Cinnamon Rolls
Favorite Music: Rap, Death Metal and Country
Talents: Has the uncanny ability to make EVERYONE fuming angry. And things. Ask Riku (And is a damn good parent for some reason)
Faults: He takes Drugs, and that leads to most others. And his attitde could use some adjusting.
Interesting Info: He's in college at Notre Dame. He's also in Rehab. And is actually in Love, for once, but something's wrong.
Abilities
Speed: A+
Strength: A
Magic Mastery: A+
Weapon Mastery: A
Endurance: A
Level: Above Average
Belongs to: Same thing as Demdem.
Reno Andrews
Male
Weapon: Extenting Electric Baton
Special Attack: N/A
Age: 20
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 165
Birthday: July 5
Zodiac: Pisces
Blood Type: AB Positive
Eye Color: White-Blue
Skin: Pale, pale Peach
Hair: Longer than Axel's, and only a bit lighter, but still Dark Crimson
Body Markings: A red Triangleish tattoo comming from his temple to end in a point in the middle of his cheek bone beneath his eye
Physical Abnormalties: He sticks to walls! xD
Favorite Quote: "In all honesty, Rude, you're a lifeless ball of WHOLE HELL THE TOWERS ON FIRE."
Likes: Demyx, the gang, work, hitting people unnecessarily and Spelunking and blowing things up
Hates: GOING to work, leaving his friends, and dressing up as a girl. Don't. Ask.
Favorite Food: Mild Salsa
Favorite Sweet: Cherry Cordial
Favorite Music: Country
Talents: Outragiously Flexable, can climb almost any wall at high speed and can jump almost to far
Faults: Seviere, Seviere Seviere Alchoholic
Interesting Info: He denies being the above, and loves his son, Crane, an insane amount.
Abilities
Speed: A+
Strength: B+
Magic Mastery: Can't Control Magic
Weapon Mastery: A+
Endurance: B+
Level: Average
Belongs To: Dunno...
 VIII` · Mon Dec 31, 2007 @ 05:44pm · 0 Comments |
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xD
VIII` · Thu Nov 08, 2007 @ 03:45am · 0 Comments |
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Random entry.
=D
VIII` · Wed Nov 07, 2007 @ 08:50pm · 0 Comments |
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:3
JOURNAL ENTRY.
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VIII` · Tue Nov 06, 2007 @ 05:57pm · 0 Comments |
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Whoot.
First entry in like eighty thousand years.
:]
VIII` · Wed Aug 29, 2007 @ 08:50pm · 0 Comments |
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Twisted Teaset: Chapter One Pt. 1 |
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Our entire class fell silent as Principle Allen came over the intercom with news everyone already knew.
"Let me bring to your attention," the voice whispered. "That Trace Keith Samoson passed away this morning. For this, we will take a minute of Silence after announcements." No one looked at each other.
"Now, from Cheif Cassey. A reminder that Hanson Manor is off limits. You are not allowed anywhere within it's gates. Frank Leonard, I need to see you in my office..."
I wasn't paying attention after that. My mind was on the scene yesterday evening and the word I received this morning.
My brother was dead. We don't know why. All we know is that he was being Trace, and showing off, and went in. He actually went in the Manor. He somehow made it back to our house. It was the most horrifying, disgusting, strange and intriging thing I have ever scene. I never wanted to see what an eye socked looked like when the eye was dangling out of it. It thumped dully against his chest as he walked. I never thought a body could turn a blueish green. He was shriveled, he was gapping, he was nothing but a waterlogged, rotting, walking corpse that looked as if it'd been in a river for three weeks. But, he was talking. He was talking-but the way his voice sounded you'd think you were underwater talking to him. His hair floated slowly around his head like a dark halo, his clothes rippled in a non-existant current. He was speaking, butonly one thing he said:
"Silent as a China Doll
Gentle as a stream
In one moment, lost it all
Would you have some tea?"
Over and over. He said it until his jaw fell.off.His body wouldn't move, and the only remaining eye glazed over.
When we got to the hospital, the doctor confirmed he'd been dead for hours. The doctors took my parent's aside, leaving me at Trace's bedside.
I was the only one that heard it. I was the only one who knew. His message still haunts me. It's only been a few hours, but it's there.
"Oh. What a foolish boy he was," saind the voice. It was that of a young woman, but it came from him like a tape recorder. His eye moved to look at me.
"What a foolish, foolish boy. See? See what happens to naughty children? Yes, one guesses you do, Clayton." My name. Listen gentle, Living. Living, one wishes to meet thee. One finds the foolish boy's memories of Living interesting. One wants Living. WillLiving come for tea? One would like so. Do come within the next Moon cycle, and one will treate Living well. One awaits." His eye looked back at the ceiling. And, as if an afterthought, he muttered "Charlotte."
That message I remember word for word. How could I forget? It was in the middle of my recollection that I realized I was being spoken to.
"--Ah, huh?"
"Clay, are you alright?" Miss Straton was at the joint desk I shared with Neil, my best friend. "Would you like to go wash up?"
The class watched me carfully. I was covered in tears. I was crying, and I was crying very badly. I had sharp, short breaths, my face was soaked and the tears were streaming down my neck to soak the top of my t-shirt. Neil was fighting to pull my hands from my hair. I was having a collapse and yet my mind was clear and calm.
"Clay! Clay, honey, please calm down." I coughed and stared straight ahead. "What tea? Tea, no, there isn't any tea.Amy, get Candice. Now." Tea? I felt hands tug at my shoulder, then wrap carefully around my chest. "Hush, there's no tea, no china doll." I felt dizzy. My throat swelled and I couldn't breath. "Clay!"
-X-X-X-
[Chapter 1, Pt 1-End]
VIII` · Mon Apr 23, 2007 @ 09:39pm · 2 Comments |
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The story here is that, no matter how hard you try, you can never get out out Hanson Manor. They said the halls go on for ever. None og the doors lead to rooms with windows, some just lead to brick walls. The halls were narrow, the roooms were dusty and old. And then there was the girl.
The Hanson family seemed like the perfect family. Everyone knew them. Mr. Hanson worked in the clinic downtown on Main, and Mrs. Hanson taught first grade in the school. It was a year before their only daughter, Charlotte, went into Kindergarten that the accident happened.
They found her slumped on the floor in the attic room, a china teaset shattered on the floor around her, tea dripped off the table and bits of buscuit all over the small, danity table. Just out of her reach lay a small china doll, the one she carried with her wherever she went. She was dressed as Alice, from her black shoes to her blue bow, though now her white aprin was stained tan with strawberry tea.
No one knew what had gone on in that room. All they knew what that she'd been drowned and had been dead for three days, just how long it had been since the Hanson's moved away.
They say shes still alone in that house, soaked in tea cold with dead eyes and danity as ever, slowly watching as her doll and only friend dances in the small amount of light that makes into the parlor through the grimy, boarded windows.. The older kids would dare each other to run and touch the door until my brother as dared. He was showing off for his girlfriend, and went to far. Trace actually went into the Manor.
And then he met Charlottle.
VIII` · Fri Apr 20, 2007 @ 05:25pm · 1 Comments |
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Twisted TeaSet: Author Note |
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'Lo. I'm Axel (Though feel free to call me 'V' or Randi). This is my story, please don't steal it. I'm progressing right now. I'll probably end up re-typing chapters and what-not but this is my storage for this story right now. I don't want to put it on FF.net, nor Deviantart yet.
PLEASE
Comment this. I want to know what you've noticed, what you like, so on and so forth. :3 I hope you enjoy.
VIII` · Fri Apr 20, 2007 @ 05:12pm · 0 Comments |
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