About

"Every girl deserves a flower,
A flower that can shower;
As precious as she,
A rose it will be.

Elegance and beauty of delight;
Daughter of love,
Daughter of might.

Sensitive as the light,
As it is to dark;
It blooms on mark.
Its petals forever be adored,
By the girl that carries it, forevermore."




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==Basic Information==

:Name: Amelia A. Grimm

:Aliases: Miss. Amelia (Grimm), Lady Amelia (Grimm), "The Reaper's Rose"

:Age: Unknown (Appears to be 17)

:Gender: Female

:Birthday: June 23, 1613

:Height: 5'4"

:Weight: 126lbs; slim/slender, fragile-looking

+For those that think I have a flat chest, no I don't, it's *34C*+

:Species: Seemingly Human


:About The "Curse": The seal on the back of her neck is what keeps her as a doll, when that's broken, her true immortal being will be unveiled none-the-less, but for now, she is a doll until that seal can be broken so she could be unleashed.

:Relationship Status: Single, looking?

:Orientation: Straight

:Love Interest: None, so it seems.

:Religious Views: Pagan (Wiccan)


:Family:

1) Count Alexander Grimm, Great Grandfather (Deceased)

2) Mistress Elauna Grimm, Great Grandmother (Deceased)

3) Sebastian Grimm, Father (Deceased)

4) Victoria Grimm, Mother (Deceased)


:The "Family(s)": ()

1) (Open To Take!) Cain EcHeart, Butler/Fatherly-figure (Demon)

2) (Open To Take!) Elauna Salvia, Maid/Motherly-figure (Demon)

3) Elizabeth Gothwaite, Bakery/Desserts (Demon)


Note: Have no siblings, only child. The two great grandparents are my father's grandparents. I never knew my mother's parents or her great grandparents, never knew if they both had siblings and might of had cousins or something, or.. Well, they weren't really that involved with anyone else other then themselves and myself.

:Favorite Holiday: Halloween, and Christmas

:Abilities: Unknown


:Specialties: Excellent swordsman; creates own weaponary. So these weapons are handmade to their finest in metals and craftsmanship. Sometimes uses the weapons she collects within her manor that she lives with, but other than that, she creates them, trains with them, and puts them into a good use when it's needed.

:Hair Colour: Beautiful light auburn; a mixture of light red, blonde and brown; it drapes down to shoulder blade length with slight, bits of curls/waves to it to make it more beautiful. Layers so some of her hair drapes of her shoulders. She has her mother's hair. It can also sometimes change colors.

:Eye Colour: Between a light and emerald green with a slight tint of blue in them to make them either lighter or darker depending on her surroundings. When she cries, they turn a light blue. This isn't an ability, just a color that comes out from the green. She has her father's eyes. It can also sometimes change colors.

razz ersonality: A very sweet, quiet, yet kind hearted girl that's been through a rough time. She first seems emotionless when you first get to know her, but if she knows you well enough, she'll show the innocent, sweet girl that was once happy.

razz ets(friends): A pure white husky with icy blue hues, by the name of Ace. Ace has been by my side since I was a little girl, but I came to know that he was a hound that arose from hell? A hell hound, was it? I am the caretaker of all hell's creatures.


====History====


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Hello, there. I'm Amelia Angelina Grimm, Amelia Grimm, or just Amelia for short. Whichever you prefer, it's alright with me as long as you know my name. I come from a family of musicians and artists (If writing counts as artistic then that''s one of them also). A wealthy life, but that can go down the drain in no matter of minutes, maybe seconds; days? months? years?. Who knows? A normal life I guess you could say by how much I've told you so far, but it wasn't all that perfect 'til everything started to change at a rapid rate. Tradegies in one direction, funerals in the other. Not everything is perfect in an everyday life style. Sometimes, some things can be changed by the slightest thing, and the other doesn't know what to do.

The years that I've been living under my parents' household, have been easy going. No trouble, no arguements, ect. Just a peaceful childhood. As I got older, my parents got me my personal trainer to learn how to play the piano. I guess you could say that I'm spoiled in a way, but I don't have a nasty behavior like other spoiled, rotten children. I appreciate the things my parents do for me and thank them everytime. They only wanted me to be nothing but happy. So, they got me my first piano to place in the living room of the home I lived in. Everyday, melodies would sooth the household from its normal chaotic arguments between my parents.

My father and I was always close and could always talk about things that was bothering us. I cared about him as much he cared about me. My mother and I never had that sort of connection with her 'cause she would blame things on me. Me being an accidental pregancy and shouldn't even exist. That's where my emotional state comes in. Some say I'm emotionally unstable, but I grew out of that state to know that anything that my mother said wouldn't bother me whatsoever.

Years passed and I was just turning 16 years old. I was known as the gifted child of all sorts. Natural talents at the piano and violin; drawing and writing skills beyond belief, but that all stopped when my father fell ill. I stood by his side for hours, holding his hand and only hope that he'll come out of it. My father was the only thing that understood me. My mother could care less about my existance. The hours grew short and I could see that my father was slipping away from reality. My cries helpless, and yearning; only for him to come back. I never wanted to be left alone in the dark, not at the least. A few minutes later, my mother found me laying beside my father with my head resting upon his chest, only to hear the cries of sorrow of my father's death. This illness has not only killed my father, but crushed my heart and soul.

I could never forget the day that my father was ill and only wished what's best for him. He was in a better place so I have to give the gods that much credit. I miss him terribly. My mother tried her best to get me to smile, but everytime she tried, I would only walk away with that emotionless expression. I wondered the streets eversince then, but was always either nearly murdered or just plain out kidnapped. I seem to attract danger every corner she turned. I've been held for randsome once in a blue moon, but it was for purposes that I could explain; I would either walk into another's territory without knowing, or just cross a line with someone to the point they would harm me.

A few scars I have from those that have harmed me. Only three scars so far, knives, but one was a gunshot wound. A lowlife only harming an innocent child, that's pathetic if you ask me, really. Criminals escaping from prison and coming my way as a conicidence and taking me into their hands. Threatening the cops if they didn't give him/she what they wanted, they would harm me.

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====Death Of Amelia Grimm====

The months passed and death was closing in fast for me. I had no where to run, no where to hide from what was yet to come. I had dreams of the day that I would die, but a happy moment at the same time cause I was with my father in those dreams. The happiness I was having just being with him. Playing with him, hugging him, just the comfort of having him there, period. I never wanted the dreams to end, but eventually.. all good things have to come to an end eventually, right?

Death comes so fast when you're not even paying attention to it; that or even thinking about when it's coming. Sometimes it'll creep up on you like a monster would and take your life right there and then, but something tradgic happened to me as those days passed. My mother, whom was the only person I had left in my life died from being stabbed in her sleep by one of the maids in my household. Hating my mother so much, but also loving/missing her too. She tried her best to be there for me when father has died, but now both of them are gone and all I have is my butler and my maid, my personal servants that my mother and father assigned to me. I've worked well with those two; Cain and Elauna, such pretty and hansome people they were. I could of sworn they were together. They've treated me as if I was their child. They loved me, clothed me, fed me. It was all a child could ask for in the hard times like these, but then again.. that following night.. That was MY night.

The night, a few days after my mother's death was when death came after me now. I was pulled out of my bed in the middle of night to be dragged outside, wrapped in my blanket. Inside my blanket, I was tied up so I couldn't run, or anything, but I managed to get the cloth out of my mouth. I squirmed and screamed for help, but I felt a sudden hit in the head with something hard. It not only hit my head, but my head hit the ground against a rock, cracking my skull slightly. Blood seeped through my blanket to create a trail behind us as we approached a stream, a roaring one too. It was raining a lot so the stream was risen by a lot, and was also a lot deeper than the previous times. The last thing I felt was being thrown into the stream with the help of the other person that was behind this also. They tried to push me down, but what they didn't know is that I was awaken after quite sometime and tried to get out. Being brutally beaten, my body finally gave in from being so cold and sore. My brain slowly shut down as they drowned me; it felt like I was falling asleep. My eyes shut and my body completely shut down, dieing within those cold waters..

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====The Reanimation Of Amelia Grimm====

Three-Five months passed and my body still lied in the streams, floating around along the currents until that day came that someone picked me up out of the river to 'take' care of me. I remember the body warmth when he/she held me against them. Parts of my skin detirating from being dead so long. My body still shut down from all that's happened, my brain not receiving any signals and such. There was no hope of saving my life, or bringing me back. Or, was there?

This person used my body as the skeleton for my 'new' body for my 'new life'. My mind was totally erased from the past, so there was no hope of going back to old resources. Parts of the skin that was lost was replaced with a material that could heal faster than a normal person could, which was a good thing I suppose. My insides, all bad organs now being thrown out along with some bones to be replaced with metal,"Artifical limbs" to keep my body intact so it didn't fall apart easily. My organs were replaced with gears (or artifical organs), but the main REAL organ (muscle) that stayed good, sort of was my heart; that was slowly dieing still for some reason. That controls my newly engineered body to function properly. Thanks to a little zap, my heart started beating again. My gears churned and grinded against each other as I was slowly sealed back up carefully. Making every stitch just right and perfect so the body stayed 'new', or fresh'.

After the hours of operation, my old body became my new body. My old life was gone, and a new life was beginning. A fresh new start for me and for everyone else. I was given my old name as a name for a new life, 'Amelia Grimm'. The person was going to rename me to something else, but didn't cause he/she thought my old name was just fine. After that, I was taken to a hospital to rest for the longest periods of time, or until I awaken finally. I was given a second chance in life and that's all I ever needed and wanted, was a second chance. There was no such thing as people living once with the abilities of being constructed into what I am now, a doll. A simple, living doll that thinks she's a human and not an artifical being.

A new thing was discovered and it was a mark on the back of my neck that's a pentagram with writing around it. This seal is what keeps me as my living doll form. To break the seal, you must find out yourself..

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The Diary Of Amelia Grimm

This is the diary of my past, my present, and what I hope for in the future. My deep thoughts and inner desires that I hope to come true one day. My perspective of life, my point of view, I should say.


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JacobWulf

Report | 11/08/2011 8:03 pm

JacobWulf

Ive been pretty good
And how about yourself?
Its been ages since we last talked
JacobWulf

Report | 10/03/2011 9:53 am

JacobWulf

Hello there Lady Amelia~
*bows*
Tamary12

Report | 02/12/2011 3:28 pm

Tamary12

-.-; I'm a cat...

Tamary
Tamary12

Report | 02/11/2011 1:18 pm

Tamary12

*surprise glomp*

Tamary
xXx Shimi xXx

Report | 02/01/2011 1:17 pm

xXx Shimi xXx

I'm doing good
yes indeed my signature is interesting
its from an mine that I'm cosplaying for Alois trancy
and the anime is called Kuroshitsuji
Lady greytiger

Report | 01/25/2011 12:57 pm

Lady greytiger

User Image as dorcell bows like a puppet will thank u for helping me get the secret retreat 5th gen an sorry for asking
Lady greytiger

Report | 01/24/2011 3:58 pm

Lady greytiger

User Image smiles thats good an your sooo welcome *bows like a puppet*
Lady greytiger

Report | 01/24/2011 2:03 pm

Lady greytiger

User Image as drocell looks at her your ok miss
Lady greytiger

Report | 01/24/2011 6:54 am

Lady greytiger

User Image as drocell walks up to her an bows good morning how are u today
Lady greytiger

Report | 01/23/2011 7:21 pm

Lady greytiger

User Image as drocell bows like a puppet ooh your welcome i see your dog love the bone i give him*