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Date Posted: 23:37:25 07/13/03 Sun
| | *She shrugged slightly, looking uncomfortable looking around again looking slightly jumping slightly at the knock at the door. She looked up at her sister with a curious look*
Once upon a time there was a girl
In her early years she had to learn
How to grow up living in a war that she called home
Never know just where to turn for shelter from the storm
Hurt me to see the pain across my mother's face
Every time my father's fist would put her in her place
Hearing all the yelling I would cry up in my room
Hoping it would be over soon
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built
Shadows stir at night through a crack in the door
The echo of a broken child screaming "please no more"
Daddy, don't you understand the damage you have done
To you it's just a memory, but for me it still lives on
Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
It's not so easy to forget
All the lines you left along her neck
When I was thrown against cold stairs
And every day I'm afraid to come home
In fear of what I might see there
Bruises fade father but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
And I'm OK
I'm OK
Name: Avis
Age: 4
Gender: Female
Height: 3' 4"
Weight: 37
Sister: May
Appearance: Light curly blond hair and dark blue eyes. Her light blue jeans were worn and torn. She looked tired, from her journeys
Personality: Shy around people she doesn’t know, but once she gets to know someone she is very friendly. Could be talkative once she knows what to say. She hangs to her older sister like a security blanket.
Past: her father was abusive of her mother, and slightly of her and her older sister. though her mother was loving, and tried her best to care for her kids with the abuse going on she was afraid to get up and move. Her older sister tired of living with the mess and not wanting to leave her younger sister took her and left.
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| | *he puts an E* “Ah yes but it also keeps you easy to track. I never owned you and was able to track ya threw them… only good thing is” *he sprays the N* “I can repucate your work. put false trails for him to follow” *he put down the Y.* “that keeps him off ya for a while” *he does the O before he shrugs* “if you wish, but what will we write there Babe?”
Name: Agnimukha
Nickname: Agni
Age: unknown
Age looks: 23
Gender: male
Height: 6’"
Appearance: he was tall for his time, standing at 6’ft he has long brown hair, that he usually wears up in a ponytail making it appear short from the front. Chocolate brown eyes and very fair skin..
Personality: Cold and distant most of the time he pushes people away. He doesn’t agree with most of his kind.
Past: Unknown.
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| | *She circled the older looking girl, aiming a rather hard blow behind the knees to force her down he hand trailing over her back as she moved around her.* “I like your friend Connor” *she came so she was facing the girl lifting her chin* “So much fear, in such a small body” *she ran her tongue calmly over one of her sharp canines* “Do you know fear makes the blood taste so much better?” *she met the girl eyes with her own which were once again back to the unnatural black color, that were the same color as the pupils making her eyes seem like endless pools. On the knees the girl would be about the same size as her. She was so tiny it was hard to believe she was dangerous* “Do you fear me?” *she asked the question simply.* “Or does my size render me harmless in your eyes?”
Name: Aviva
Nickname: Avi
Age: unknown
Age looks: five
Gender: female
Height: 3' 3"
Weight: 42
Appearance: She appears to be a small human child, not standing much over three feet. She has long blond hair that reaches her mid-back, and fair skin. Her fair features her black eyes seem even darker. There seems to be a dark aura around her making everything seem more dangerous despite her small size.
Personality: Cold and distant doesn’t really let anyone get to know her. Some what violent, though it seems to go more in moods.
Past: Not much is known about her until about 500 B.C. where she suddenly popped up. Her power alone gave away her age though to most was unkown how old exactly. She was well known for starting fires just to watching things burn.She started lots of trouble around the places she lived but she never staid in one place for very long. Vicious and well known because of her marks on her victims she was hunted wildly by the witch/vampire hunter community but no one could ever find her. Her activity died down for a while but then started up again in about 400 A.D. this time starting fires to houses killing all that was inside, by blocking all the exits. Her fascination with death once again started getting her hunted, but she still manages to avoid them. she likes playing games with them luring them someone just to leave before they reach her. in the late 1000’s she killed a witch. The hunters increased there search for her still turning up empty handed. The search still goes on today. She is very well known.
Full info on her
Don’t get too attached to love
It will only turn to hate
Don’t get too attached to hate
It will only make you love
Don’t take life seriously.
All that lives does so too die.
Take their death for what it is.
A way for you to survive
Don’t get too attached to anyone.
They will only leave you.
And if they don’t they will die
Don’t get too attached to life
For if you do you will die
Eternally tortured eternally young
Eternally living life in your own hell
But don’t give in, don’t give up
Stand up tall, and be strong
The strong always survive
The strong always make it to the top
But once you make the top
Don’t get to attached to being on top
You will only fall.
Don’t get too attached
It will only make you more distant |
| | *she raised an eyebrow* “This place wouldn’t happen to have a shower would it?” *she looked slightly hopeful, she couldn’t remember the last time she showered luckly she had enough money to wash her cloths the other day. though she got some odd looks, she’d admit that was amusing*
Name: Eshne
Nickname: Esh
Age: 19
Age looks: 14
Height: 5’1
Gender: Female
Species: Mainly human, though she has some ‘mage’ blood in her, from somewhere in her mother’s side. Her powers are strong despite mainly being human. It gives her the power to control fire. She didn’t discover her power until she was 18 when she ran away. She is also blood bounded to a vampire which means she would never age physically.
Appearance: Brown hair, with light hazel eyes. Having been blood bounded at the age of 14 makes her small and petty for her age, standing no taller then 5’2” her hair is long going to about mid-back. She is fair skinned naturally. Scars mark her body some self inflicted most are not. Some are done with a whip other with blades some with things not known.
Style: More of a Goth likes dressing in all black or red. She usually wears pants that are either too big or too ‘small’ and shirts that are very tight or very baggy. She goes for the chains that go around her arms and high boots. Her hair is died black with tips of blue at the bottom. She usually wears a lot of leather, denim and sometimes metal.
Personality: can be loud if put into the right position, but mostly quiet. She doesn’t like people especially kids. Is mainly a loner, doesn’t like being with too many people at once but otherwise doesn’t mind being in the company of one other person. Doesn’t really know how to act around strangers, or people in general. She seems almost scornful towards life. Cold, and drawn back from the world living in her own world. despite her past she is not submissive. Doesn’t really act like a blood bounded human.
Past: On the run from vampires. She was a baby when she was traded into slavery by her abusive father. But her owner treated her more as a pet then a slave, not really mistreating her much. But when she was 3 she was sold into new owner’s care where she was trained to be a real slave. Her new owners were harsh and abusive but she refused to let them break her spirit. She was traded a lot after that moving from one abusive master to the next but never allowing her self to be trained. She was traded to Ubel at the age of 12 and when she turned 14 he blood bounded her, swearing no matter how long it takes he would train her. When she was 18 she recognized her powers and used them to help her escape. She has been on the run for about a year to stay away from them. Being blood bounded makes it much harder to stay away from him, though she does manage it.
Master: Ubel
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| | *more shields slide into place, before a icy calmness washing over her. Her eyes hardening no emotion showing at all.* no thanks *she never excepted help, and she was about to start now. She could get her own meal now that she was out, she had been getting her own mean for about 2000 years give or take 100 years. And nothing the mare could do would help Gehinnon out; only put him in more danger. Icy blue eyes lift to look at the mare before once again lowering to the ground*
Name: Amara
Nickname: Mara
Age: about 1900
Age looks: 10
Gender: female
Height: 4' 5"
SpeciesVampire
Maker Gehinnon
Appearance: long blond hair, slightly curly, icy blue eyes. fair skinned, that fits with her German looks. Small build only appearing to be 9 or 10.
Personality: Scornful towards her maker for turning her so young though she still travels with him. they have a strange relationship, it hard to tell if she hates him or loves him. she is not even fully sure. She is slightly bratty, and usually stubborn. Not friendly.
Past: Parents died when she was 9 and a half, when Gehinnon finally found her she was near death he turned her to save her she met him when she was young, he took a liken to her. As time passed they grew closer though it hard to place what exactly what there relationship is.
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