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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( LOYAL ) ▬ TRAITOR ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ PUPPET
indenthere ❛ I am me and that's all there really is to it
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」created about sixty five years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》climbing ▪ hand to hand combat ▪ fishing
✗》weapon ignorant (unless it has a blade) ▪ sewing ▪ mathematics
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」at least one paragraph about the good and bad traits about your character
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Carved from rosewood, Noir was not created to be a toy, but rather to be a decorative doll; one that people would put in a glass case or above the fireplace. She had been created to be a birthday gift to a teenage girl, her creator's granddaughter. Initially, the first few decades of her life was very boring for her. Having seen no particular reason to reveal herself to the young girl, Noir remained as a wallflower. Occasionally, she was taken down to be dusted and maybe polished, but that really was just about it.
✗¦. OTHER 」Noir's weakness is her ears; doesn't matter if you pet, fondle, tickle or scratch it - she'll practically dissolve, purring, under your hands.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 9:59 am
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( LOVELY ) ▬ MORTAL ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ HUMAN
indenthere ❛ feel the music in your feet
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》dance ▪ dropping a beat ▪ taking video
✗》walking in heels ▪ mathematics ▪ winning arguments
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Ester can be a clumsy, good heart'd girl, though, has a lot of pep and energy to be handed around. She has taken upon the annoying, energetic girl in her class, though, tries her best not to annoy people as much as she used to in elementary school. Even though Ester is energetic, in her times of heartbreak she is as quiet as a mouse, and this stage of her can last over a long period of time. Her heart is made out of thin glass and is very easy to break, which makes it hard for people to tell her bad criticism, or even a sad story.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」xxxAs a child, Ester lived in America, growing to love the dance profession there. She took on the responsibility of practicing and studying music at the age of five, and continued from there. Though, two years after her decision, her mother left her father, making it remarkably hard for Ester to stay focused on her young dream. Her father had granted custody of her and moved back to his home town in England, where she stayed depressed and unhappy for some months, only getting to talk to her mother via webcam or letters. After her stage of depression, Ester grew to love wild, weird beats and took it into her own hands, once again, now at the age of six, to make them and dance to them. Her father enrolled her into a dance academy, though did not allow her to take her studies there, only dance there after school.
xxxOnce Ester turned thirteen, she made three very good friends, and often hung out with them when she took breaks from her studies and her dance. She loved them so much, like family in her wondrous blue eyes. It wasn't till she turned fifteen though, she had actual blessed time to hang out with them. To make this happen, Ester was watched while she danced by a scout. She danced to a weird beat that's genre was called 'Dubstep'. Though, she made sure the song was slow, with a couple drops and smooth beat. She danced within a group and was one of the leads. The scout had seen her potential and signed her up to dance for opening acts of groups and other things. So, with that in the grasps of her hands, she had the control of whether to decline or accept, making it easier to pick time to hangout with the three. After two years of doing this, she started to become bigger in the dance world, and was close to the top, though, since dance was never in the highlight of peoples news, she wasn't popular or surrounded by people, heck, she didn't even get as much money as people thought, since she stayed with that one company the scout worked for, she didn't want the attention either, which gave her more time to hangout with the three.
✗¦. OTHER 」Ester has a addiction to sweets and cute things, meaning, she'll fuss over the slightest cuteness she can find and mow on candy when she's nervous.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 10:08 am
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( CURIOUS ) ▬ PLAYTHING ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ DOLL
indenthere ❛ I have no talents. I am passionately curious.
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」almost eighteen years old
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》telling stories ▪ listening ▪ elegant (masquerade) dancing
✗》walking in a straight line ▪ paying attention ▪ anything musical
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Journey is a very positive and bubbly doll. Talking your ear off and asking a million questions is her specialty. She tries to make someone's bad mood better and keep a relaxed atmosphere with all her jabbering, even if it doesn't always work. Journey is always there to try and help. The pink haired doll feels as if she were created to help others when the hand is needed. To always be smiling is her goal in life but sometimes that just doesn't work.
The down side to Journey is that she is easily annoyed with others despite how sweet she always tries to be. Constant immaturity and rebellion from others ticks her off more than anything. Once the female doll hates you, it takes a lot of good things and time to get her to even re-think you. Sometimes, if it's bad enough, even looking at you makes her want to spit at you and instantly puts her in a sour mood. Nothing upsets Journey more than being scolded. She hates it and even being barely scolded makes her tear up. She often thinks of herself as worthless. So, if she gets scolded enough she will mumble things about how awful she is and how she should just turn back into a motionless doll. In conclusion, she can be very over dramatic.
If you take the time to listen to her though, the things she has to say just might surprise you. She is a lot more wise and deep than her appearance makes her seem to be. Honestly, her curious nature doesn't do her any justice. A lot of the time, Journey will space out and randomly wonder off. If someone doesn't pay a close eye to her, she will disappear and get herself in a tight situation. Overall, after all her flaws and good traits, curious is the best word to describe the fragile little doll.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Journey was created with much care, originally meant for a little girl. She was created to look like a princess to match a toy maker's little princess. He made her with the girl's color of blue eyes. Her hair was made of the silkiest horse's hair and dyed pink to match the little girl's favorite color. Her various white dresses were to represent the purity that a woman should possess. Her cream colored skin was to represent the beauty the toy maker saw within his daughter. So, on her seventh birthday the little girl received the doll and had never been more happy in her entire life. So, she carried the doll around with her wherever she went and soon, that pinked haired doll became the little girl's best friend. Over time, the little girl named her Journey Faith because she went on every adventure with her and shared the same faith in God that the little girl did.
When that girl became sixteen was when her doll was ready and revealed herself. The first day she showed herself as life sized, the little girl was shocked and scared of her. But once she calmed down, Journey became her best friend once more. Only for a few months though. The girl figured out how clueless and curious Journey was and that annoyed her because was always wondering off. She felt like a baby sitter. The one thing that bugged the girl about her doll was how clingy she was. She would always smack her, or slash at her with things. Sometimes, she would even throw things. All over her body, Journey possess stitches from being patched up from all the abuse and the 'adventures' she had with the girl when she was younger.
One night, the girl took Journey off into the woods and let her wonder off. So, when that finally happened, she ran off and let her doll in the mountainous woods all by herself, so either die or be found by someone else who would put up with her. Some very unwanted company found her. A black haired magician with menacing red eyes. Journey was scared of this man from the start. He told her to come with him but something told her no. To run. Out of fear, she did, tearing through the forest as fast a she could. The magician had others scout her down and she some how slipped through their fingers and escaped just in time. After much more running the pink haired doll found three more of her kind, learning of was happening and they all made the decision. The decision to 'hibernate' to hide from the magician that was hunting them down. So, all four of them ended up in the chest that they were found in. Where they would soon be awoken by the four humans who would claim them as they're own. Journey is scared because of this and doesn't know if she wants to have an owner again.
✗¦. OTHER 」Journey is scared of water and heights. Her previous owner had dropped her out of trees and dropped her in bath tubs which caused her to hate the two elements involved. The main thing to understand about her is how empty minded she is. Journey needs someone who can constantly watch her so she doesn't wonder off and get in trouble or anything else. She's good at being a shoulder to cry on and tends to fall on her face a lot. She trips on air, so you have been warned!
Her favorite thing is to listen to soft music because she isn't musically talented at all. Though, the little girl used to dance with her so Journey gained quiet a talent for that. She is intrigued by shining things and will fall head over heels for anything she finds adorable or cute. Also, she has stitches covering her body from head to toe from all the times she was broken. She has one stitch on her face that rests on her forehead. She usually hides it with her hair. Then she has one on the right side of her neck. The others she can't really see besides the one or two that she may have her on her arms or legs.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:55 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( DARING ) ▬ TROUBLEMAKER ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ HUMAN
indenthere ❛ ask no questions, hear no lies
✗¦. NAME 」Homles, Bridgette Elizabeth
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》boxing ▪ running ▪ piano
✗》social interactions ▪ cooking ▪ navigation
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Daring and brash, Bri isn't the kind of girl who's constantly concerned with looks or manners. She says what she means, and means what she says. Her opinions are generally loud and open for all to hear, whether or not one is interested in them at all to begin with. The strong feelings she has may be described as 'passion', but generally speaking, they make their presence known in her fiery temper. More than once has Bri started a fight over a trivial matter. On more serious instances, she's even been kicked out of school for drawing first blood. Bri isn't one to forgive easily, either; she can hold a grudge for years. Her pride and stubborn nature don't let her forget about those who've crossed her.
Even so, Bri knows what's important. She realizes she isn't the most lovable person around, so when she comes across a fool stupid enough to stick around, her doesn't let them go. Bri is the most loyal friend you'll ever come across. Much like a big guard dog, she's incredibly protective and watchful. Her biting sarcasm is toned down and she tries her best to act at least somewhat respectful for them. It's a big effort on her part, and shows just how much she cares. Even so, Bri is quite guarded. Though she has few friends, and therefore considers herself very close to all of them, she has yet to really open up to anyone about herself or her past. What people know about her is generally found out on their own, by accident.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Despite the way Bri acts-- cheap, disruptive, wild-- she actually comes from a very well-off family. Her mother, a famous opera singer, met her father, an amateur boxer, when she was a teenager, and they've been in love ever since. It was just a matter of time before a bun was very much in the oven. The pregnancy was a typical one, and there were no complications with the birth. Bridgette was born a healthy, if a little loud, baby.
Growing up in a wealthy family had it's perks. Their home, a lovely manor, had plenty of space for her to roam around in. The first few years of her life were spent at home, with her mother, who took time away from her career to care for her daughter. Now, it wasn't that she was a bad mother. Quite the opposite, really; the woman dedicated all the time she had to her only child, and did everything and anything she could for her. The only trouble was, she never could seem to reign her in. Bri was always running around, a bundle of endless energy set loose upon the manor. Finally, when Bri turned three and was finally able to be reasoned with, her mother would catch her and lock her in a single room with her. That was when she began teaching her daughter the piano. It was a favorite instrument of her's, and she wanted nothing more than to teach it to her daughter.
When Bri was old enough for school, she started to attend a private one. And her father, who'd been providing for the family for the first few years of her life, came home to switch places with her mother. Now that Bri didn't need constant supervision, she could get back on with her singing career. Her father, it seemed, was able to keep up with his daughter much better than his wife. He nurtured her naturally athletic talents, signing her up for every sport available. However, by the time she was in fourth grade, she'd trade, and failed, at just about everything. Bri was not what one would call 'a good sportsman'. She couldn't stand losing, and playing on a team really didn't suit her well. So, when she got in her first fight in sixth grade, he firgured, why not boxing? If she was gonna thrown a punch at something, it might as well be at something that could fight back. However, she didn't last long in the boxing program, either. None of the boys would fight her, so she picked fights outside the ring. With the school program out, her father took matters into his own hands; he knew how to box, and he was pretty good, too. He'd teach her! And that was just what he did.
Of course, there was a catch; having started multiple fights, it was only natural that the school contant Bri's parents. It was only a matter of time before her mother found out about the boxing. She was apalled! Girl didn't fight! That was a boy thing! She absolutely hated the idea of her husband teaching their daughter to box. If you asked her, she should've been focusing more on her piano, which had been all but forgotten ever since her mother left to catch up on her career. There were many arguements in between, but finally, the two came to an agreement; if boxing could keep her out of trouble (for the most part), Bri could continue with hit. However, she had to keep up with her piano lessons, as well.
And really, everything turned out for the best. Boxing calmed her down, and therefore, Bri was actually able to make a few friends. Three, to be exact. And once those bonds were formed, Bri swore never to sever them. She spent much of her free time with them, and although she's never shared her family life with them, she considers herself very close to them. Bri wouldn't give them up for anything.
✗¦. OTHER 」Though Bri has been playing piano since she was three, she's yet to share the extent of her talent with her friends. There's just never really been a time for her to showcase that particular skill of her's. It doesn't bother her, and frankly, she wouldn't mind it being kept a secret.
Bri is awfully afraid of hurting her friends. For all her toughness, she really just wants them to like her and accept her. The thought of being left all alone paralyzes her. She hates to even think about it.
Since she's a boxer, Bri has a workout schedule that she's very good about keeping. Interupting that schedule will not end well for you. It starts with an early morning jog, and afternoon of either push-ups or crunches, and then another short jog in the evening. Not being able to get moving throughout the day makes her antsy.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 4:53 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( MISCHIEVOUS ) ▬ MURDERER ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ PUPPET
indenthere ❛ if I can't flutter as a butterfly in the sky, I don't care if I become a demon that destroys you
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」physically sixteen, mentally thirteen, created approximately eighty years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》torturing/killing ▪ finding loopholes ▪ using both a katana and wakizashi
✗》keeping people alive ▪ expressing true feelings ▪ not freaking people out
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Trying to analyze Watson's personality is like trying to figure out the way a clock's gears work while the clock is still ticking and breaking. In order words, it's twisted and complicated and a whole mesh of other really weird stuff that you're better off not knowing. For those who insist on trying to figure out this complex puppet, the first word that springs to mind is creepy. Supplied with a violent streak and sadistic nature, Watson is the absolutely last person you would want to befriend - that is, if you were in your right mind. Most of the time, she's bright enough to light up a million suns and she's very very affectionate - oh, but that's only if you are a "pretty person". Watson's casual attitude makes it rather uncomfortable for some of the people she comes across, and if she starts obsessing over you...run for your life. Seriously. Since she is the easily jealous and possessive sort, trust me when I say you do not want to catch her attention.
Around the people she likes, Watson has no qualms about hugging them and kissing them on the cheek. She can be very playful, often teasing the object of her affections to the point of embarrassment. Watson's very much like a cat - whoever shows her more affection and care will receive a little more of her loyalty. Her loyalty is to herself, and she gladly serves the highest bidder. More profit, more loyalty. Watson can't really be tied down to one master, but she has enough wits in her to recognize where loyalty is needed in order to survive. Despite all her charm and love, Watson is very cruel and cares little for others. She absolutely loves torturing people. That's right. She can fend for herself, and she is vicious with a katana. After blue, her favorite color would be red, the color that spills out of her victims playthings. Lazy? Oh, she definitely can be. Watson's always up for a nap in the warm sun.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」In the lonely workshop of a lonely Italian woodcarver, Watson was created. Her creator, Giovanni d'Argento, was a cheerful man who dedicated his time and life to making toys for the children and clocks and music boxes for others. Although he was happy with his work, he wanted something else - a child of his own. With skillful hands and a zealous passion, he began to carve the figure of a young girl. He had originally planned to paint her eyes the shade of sea glass, but he ran out of yellows at the last moment and chose to use a lovely blue instead. Black locks, cut from his own hair, now framed her pale face. Il mio piccolo amore, he called her. My little love. He gave her a charming smile and a pretty blue dress, set her on the table, and went to sleep. Watson came to life the next day. She was curious about the man who had created her, curious of the deep sadness that lingered in his voice and his eyes as he spoke gently to her.
He was overjoyed to find her alive and moving. "Il mio piccolo!" "Il mio creatore," she had responded in turn. Giovanni called her Ricordando - remembering. God had listened to his wishes and granted him a child. He told the little one that he was her padre, she his piccolo figlia. Those were the best days of Watson's life. Padre was very kind to her, often taking her out for walks in town and the woods, showing the curious little doll many new things everyday. Despite all that, Watson longed for company - someone who was like her, someone who could understand her. No matter how hard Giovanni tried, he could never pour the same amount of passion into making a new doll. Watson became content with being his only daughter. However, it soon became obvious she would never be a true human - she was carved out of pine wood after all. As Giovanni grew older, Watson stayed the youthful beauty she was. Watson was flawless - he wasn't.
With a growing bitterness, her creator realized that she could never be the same as a true human soul. He went back to his workbench, chipping away at wood and carving new figures each day. Watson was abandoned. She retreated to a corner of the room and watched her Padre carve angrily. She didn't like what he made - grotesque figures and demons. Eventually, Giovanni noticed Watson and pulled her over. Carefully, he made two slits in her backside. Watson didn't like it - being sliced into was painful. She kept her feelings reigned in. He then fitted two odd things into her back, sliding them into place. Wings. He had turned her into a wraith. "Just like the creatura demoniaca you are." He replaced her soft smile with one of mischief, her darkened blue eyes twinkling with some sort of twisted humor behind everything. Being painted over was painful - she was not used to it (she wasn't just wood anymore!), but Watson beared it.
After his death, Watson left the little cottage they were living in. No one saw her again for many years. When she revealed herself to the world again, Watson was not the innocent doll she first was created. She had adopted the demonic persona her creator bequeathed to her before his death. A wraith. The first thing different about Watson was the katana and wakizashi around her waist. No one knows how she got it - rumor says she killed a samurai puppet barehanded to get it. That's probably more fiction than fact. She began to build up her skills, thinking of ways to survive. And survive she did. When Watson first heard about the puppeteers and their ability to grant dolls immortality. She started hiring herself out as a freelancer, before getting caught up and becoming a puppet herself. Watson didn't mind - as long as she was given relatively free reign, she was happy enough. Besides, the red-eyed man was interesting. Interesting enough for her to stick by and see him through to his end.
✗¦. OTHER 」Her wings are retractable - she has components in her back and gears that allow her to pull her wings inside of her when Watson wants to resume a human-looking appearance. She loves weak-minded pretty people; alright, Watson likes pretty people in general. Coda was her nickname back when she was still called Ricordando - very few people actually do know her real name, since she abandoned it long ago. She hates being pitied and protected. Watson especially hates people who force her to do things, but she's smart enough to know when not to lash out against the Puppeteer.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 1:47 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( VENGEFUL ) ▬ BROTHER ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ DOLL
indenthere ❛ Karma isn't always quick, so one must plot revenge.
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」created about fifty five years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》sword fighting ▪ hand to hand combat ▪ tracking
✗》fighting alone ▪ long range fighting ▪ relaxing without his sister
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Strong but silent. No, not really. Strong yes, but he speaks. However, he may come across as silent, just because he thinks before he speaks. Kale is very good about minding his words. Choosing his words wisely, is what has helped him keep him and his sister out of danger(well until recently that is). He is extremely close to his little sister. Protective and caring for her feelings and safety. Come to think of it, he seems to have only had interaction with her and not many others. Trusting others is a difficult task on his part. It takes time for him to judge your deeds and who you are as a person. Even if one has been lucky enough to win his trust, he wont fully relax in your presence. Only his sister is capable of that, so far.
A reserved person really. He can seem cold and repelling, truthfully he thinks he is cold to many people, even if it is not his intention to be so. Fits the weather they've been having though. At times he may brush people aside and not pay attention to them. But understand he has trust issues and especially with his sister taken from him, he is lost in thought of how to rescue her and memories or her. Looking into his eyes to find out how he feels about you or how he is feeling physically or mentally is darn near impossible. However, get him to talk and his voice and words will most likely spill his guts. He can disguise his emotions through his eyes, but he can never hid it from the tone in his voice. Many times it may be soft, filled with curiosity, or even compassion. Cold exterior, with a warm interior. That would best explain Kale.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Created mainly out of silk, Kale was meant only to stay in a display case along side his sister. They were two in one set. A fine collectors item. So there they were. Sitting on a shelf waiting to be bought. However, before a respectable adult stumbled upon them, a little child saw them first and snatched them up. Begging her parents, she was able to bring them home later that day. Little did they know that this little girl was not the kindest with her toys and they were not to be kept nice and on display. Over the years that she carried these dolls in her possession, they were constantly dirtied and ripped. Her mother slaved away over them, trying to clean and fix the damages. Two stitches are visible on their abdominal region as proof of their neglect. Kale put up with the bad treatment they were receiving, never daring to show himself to her.
They lived in this house that they called their home, if they could call it that (More like a torture house), from when the little girl was three to when she was eight. Quite a long time to be constantly torn and covered in all kinds of messes. The pain could no longer be taken by his sister and one day, when the father was at work and the mother out doing laundry, his sister showed herself to the little girl. Grabbing the closest sharp object around, which happened to be scissors on a nearby shelf, and plunged it into the girls heart, before she could even begin to be shocked at the fact that he doll had come to life. Kale came to life as well and tried to calm down his sister, after she pulled the scissors out of the dead girls chest. By the time she calmed down, the little girl's mother came in and caught them. She didn't notice that they were the dolls she worked so hard on keeping together, all she noticed was the lifeless body on the floor she once called her daughter. The scissors were dropped and the two fled.
But word got out and they soon were chased. Kale became his sisters care taker and eventually, throughout all their running, he picked up a few tricks to help them survive. They killed no one else, but they did defend themselves from those humans who found them. He learned how to fight with a sword and fight with his hands as well. He taught his sister sword fighting as well. Finally, after a couple years of no longer being found, the chase no longer continued. They were forgot about as time past. There was peace and quite in their lives and they were able to enjoy life for once. But their happiness only lasted for a short time. Soon they were chased again, but this time by one man, who went by the name Winter King or The Puppeteer. Next thing they knew, they were trapped. However Kale was lucky to get away. Not lucky, he wasn't lucky at all. His sister devised a plan to save her brother, but it cost her. She was caught while her brother managed to slip away.
✗¦. OTHER 」As a doll there is a cloth cut in the shape of blue flame that surround his right eye and jets out to the outside of the eye. When he is no longer a doll this flame becomes lifelike, however it is not hot nor cold. It does not seem to impair or improve his eyesight. In fact it is thought the flame is an illusion that is not even there. It is the same for his sister. He also doesn't fight well without his sister by his side. He is more skilled at fighting in a group. Kale has never fought with other dolls or humans so there is no telling if he will be as skilful than as he is fighting along side his sister.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( TROUBLED ) ▬ PRISONER ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ PUPPET
indenthere ❛ The secret of happiness is freedom. The secret of freedom is courage.
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」created about fifty five years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》sword fighting ▪ problem solving ▪ long range fighting
✗》hand to hand combat ▪ hiding her temper ▪ handling harsh winds
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」When battle comes, her mind is completely focused and calm. No chattering noise distracts her. Kalli isn't super active or energetic, or at least she is not anymore. At a time in her life she was quite lively, but that's a different story. She is more calm in person. A very calm yet alert person. Rarely does she smile and loosen up. Often she tries to be serious and not show a childish and crazy personality. Taking a clear look at her, Kalli likes to express herself through being stubborn and tough. But don't for a moment think that she is full of herself or dumb witted. In fact she is very clever, more sneaky and caniving and smart than you might think. Manipulative when she wants to be, or even seductive if the situation calls for it. She is the wisest stubborn person you might ever meet so watch yourself.
When with her brother, she feels free to smile to her hearts content. To be honest he is the only one that she has ever opened up to. But that is probably because she has only really spent time with him. She hasn't socialized much with others. She has always been her happiest being by her brothers side. Lack of socializing hasn't effected her much. Kalli is fully content with only her brother at her side. He is all she needs and nothing more. For him being all that she knows, she is very compassionate for her brother. She would give up her own life if it were to save his. As a matter of fact, she practically did just that. She might become friends with other dolls, but who knows. She defiantly doesn't think she will ever be close to humans.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Created mainly out of silk, Kalli was meant only to stay in a display case along side her brother. They were two in one set. A fine collectors item. So there they were. Sitting on a shelf waiting to be bought. However, before a respectable adult stumbled upon them, a little child saw them first and snatched them up. Begging her parents, she was able to bring them home later that day. Little did they know that this little girl was not the kindest with her toys and they were not to be kept nice and on display. Over the years that she carried these dolls in her possession, they were constantly dirtied and ripped. Her mother slaved away over them, trying to clean and fix the damages. Two stitches are visible on their abdominal region as proof of their neglect. Kalli put up with the bad treatment they were receiving, never showing herself per her brother's request.
When the little girl had turned five, there was a massive snow storm. Everyone was warned to stay inside and so that's what they did. However, the little girl dropped Kalli outside as she was running inside to her parents. Later that night the storm hit. Kalli was alone and terrified. She was thrown by the winds and covered with snow. She tried to scream out for help but no sound came from her. Fear and seized control of her body, not to mention the snow that piled on top of her. The next morning, the father was clearing away the snow when he found her laying there under a large pile of snow. He brought her in and the mother fixed her up, but it was only physically. Mentally she would be scared from the experience.
Three years later, the pain could no longer be taken by Kalli and one day, when the father was at work and the mother out doing laundry, she showed herself to the little girl. Filled with anger and pain, she grabbed the closest sharp object around, which happened to be scissors on a nearby shelf, and plunged it into the girls heart, before she could even begin to be shocked at the fact that he doll had come to life. her brother came to life as well and tried to calm Kalli down, after she pulled the scissors out of the dead girls chest. By the time she calmed down, the little girl's mother came in and caught them. She didn't notice that they were the dolls she worked so hard on keeping together, all she noticed was the lifeless body on the floor she once called her daughter. The scissors were dropped and the two fled.
But word got out and they soon were chased. Her brother became her care taker and eventually, throughout all their running, he taught her sword fighting. They killed no one else, for the little girls death was only out of rage and confusion. Kalli also proved to be great at handling any projectile weapon she came across, being a great shot every time. Finally, after a couple years of no longer being found, the chase no longer continued. They were forgot about as time past. There was peace and quite in their lives and they were able to enjoy life for once. But their happiness only lasted for a short time. Soon they were chased again, but this time by one man, who went by the name Winter King or The Puppeteer. Next thing they knew, they were trapped. However, Kalli found a solution to their problem. She told her brother the plan. Not the whole plan, not what was really going to happen. They fought and then Kalli ordered him to run and pretended to run after him, but stopped soon after he was free and out of sight. She allowed herself to get caught in order to save her brother and let him get further away.
✗¦. OTHER 」Even though a tough girl, Kalli has found herself filled with fear. The source of this fear being the winter king. Ever since he turned her into a puppet and gained control over her very being, she has been consumed with fear. She tries to hide it and act all big and strong, but her eyes give it all away. This fear also keeps her from thinking straight and figuring out a solution to her situation. She can handle the cold, but considering her past, she can't help but become immobilize by a snow storm. She is not only frozen but stricken with the sudden fear of being alone and slowly buried in snow.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 4:13 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( PRINCELY ) ▬ BEAST ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ DOLL
indenthere ❛ even if the hidden truth is drenched in blood... do you still want to know...?
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」created about seventy five years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》swordplay ▪ physical combat ▪ singing
✗》temper ▪ bloodlust ▪ tact in conversations
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」Nicolai is the type of person that will stand up for anyone and everyone who he deems worthy. He was fashioned as a Prince-like doll and so that was what he would identify with in terms of personality. He is very chivalrous. The type to run to open doors for a pretty girl or offer his jacket when she's cold. He's polite, well-spoken and well-mannered. However sometimes that can get a bit overwhelming for some people because he's also very over-protective and prone to jealousy should some other guy show attention to his "princess" at the time.
Along with the over-protectiveness comes another trait about him. He is not only a prince but he was also fashioned with fangs and a lust for blood. He is prone to jealous fits that end in anger and destruction. He won't hesitate to jump into a fight with someone and if not controlled the fight will most likely end in blood shed. He has a hard time being able to control that temper by himself. He's also not very subtle in speaking his mind. If he doesn't like something he'll tell you and he's not the nicest person about it especially if he doesn't like you. If he's grown attached to someone he will try to reign in his personality but that can only go so far.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Nicolai was among the first dolls created by the dollmaker. He was fashioned to be a protector. To be like the gallant Princes seen in the books of young boys and girls, as well as the type of man that was in the hearts of teens and women everywhere. His hair was made of the finest, jet-black human hair. His body was cast out of polyurethane synthetic resin which is a hard, dense plastic. He has ball joints so he could be posed and what not. He was made as a display doll but was also able to be played with. His face was painted on to perfection with lush peach pink lips and had long black eyelashes glued on. However...the dollmaker added on another detail. One he thought would add more appeal to the doll. Fangs and jewel eyes the color of fresh blood. Just a touch of fantasy. While it worked in the doll maker's favor...in his it did not.
It wasn't long until Nicolai was picked off the shelf. Just a few days actually since his creation. A girl of about sixteen took him home after falling in love with his gorgeous face. She took such good care of him and he in turn grew to love her and cherish her. Soon he was able to reveal himself and she couldn't have been more thrilled. They spent many a night together just talking. But soon just having nights with him wasn't enough for her. She wanted a real boyfriend who she could spend the days with and at school with. The first time she brought her new boyfriend home, Nicolai's eyes grew even more red with fury. He lashed out and lost his temper. All he can remember of that night was the screams of the girl he loved so much and the taste of the blood of the human boy on his lips. He ran as far as he could but he soon exhausted himself and collapsed back into his doll form.
Many years passed. He never stayed in the same house for very long, he was constantly being moved from customer to customer all with the same complaint. They felt something was off about him. Like he was possessed by some entity. It discouraged him and for the first time he realized just what he was...a monster. He soon heard of a magician who was taking the dolls. He thought that perhaps it would be okay. It wasn't like there was much use for him now that no one wanted him. But then he saw what the puppeteer had done to the dolls. How they did everything they were told without raising questions. They moved like puppets and Nicolai did not want that. So he ran. He ran until he could run no more. Fortunately he was found by three other dolls. They too wanted to be free of the magician and so they decided to hide away until they could figure out a way to break their curse.
✗¦. OTHER 」Though Nicolai is wonderful at singing, he prefers to sing in private. Although he does like to protect others, he was never one for the "big brother" type. He doesn't like whiny, clingy girls and will cringe away if one such girl tries to hug him or touch him.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 5:30 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( CYNICAL ) ▬ REBEL ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ HUMAN
indenthere ❛ don't tie me down, don't bind me; or else you'll lose me
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」Eugene, Gene (pronounced as /jean/)
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》science ▪ motorcycling ▪ cooking
✗》opening up to someone ▪ expressing one's self ▪ arts
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」You know that guy at the back of the class? The one with his head turned to the window, donning a dazed and sleepy look on his face? The one who didn't even bat an eyelash when the teacher marched up to him and began berating him for his lack of attention? That's Eugene - Eugene Gerald Cameron. He's a reckless and irresponsible one - doesn't know what to do with his life and doesn't even honestly care. If you ask him about his future plans, he'd be all sardonic grins and laughs and say, I'd be six feet under before you know it; that or a bartender in some run-down stripclub. An all-around nice guy, he's somewhat friendly to most but rather tends to be too touchy-feely for others' comfort. There isn't a boring day when his adventurous and impulsive self is around. It's also a known fact that he's a playboy; he changes lovers nearly as often as he change clothes.
With a mischievous glint in his teal-colored eyes, he'd mercilessly tease and poke you about your mistakes, to the point that it'd sound like he's mocking you. He can be cruel and harsh without meaning to. When he sees it bothers you, he'd be guilty of course but you won't hear him say Sorry to you directly; rather he'd cook your favorite food when the opportunity arises or send you a bouquet with a note; or just pat you on the head. You see, Eugene's not that tough when it comes to complicated emotions, such as love and like. There's only a handful of people that he cares about; his friends and little half-sister. He's afraid of expressing himself and/or opening up to others; he doesn't know how to. And to be honest, he would not want to know how; opening yourself up and wearing your heart on your sleeve, that's like shouting to the world Come and break me!
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Eugene was born to a relatively wealthy family. His parents weren’t rich, per se, but they had enough money to buy a three-story house in a good neighborhood and allow their children to attend a fantastic school and then a private Academy. On outside, they were a nice and normal family: a well-off journalist for a mother, a doctor for a father and an intelligent child. On the inside, however – it was a whole different story. His parents didn’t get along well; they argue, shouting and screaming, at each other over the simplest of things. It’s a surprise that the neighbors didn’t hear them sometimes, what with all the sound of falling plates and vases; then again, his family did own a big lot. When they’re not fighting, his father was always away in the hospital, while her mother was either working or entertaining the male guests that come to their house. They practically ignored their only child and only tended to him when necessary.
Young Eugene didn’t understand how his family came to this but as he grew up, he gradually didn't care. It wasn’t surprising that Eugene avoided his house like it was the plague, always going off somewhere alone or with his small group of friends, which was the only good thing that happened to him. And it was to both Eugene’s immense relief and bitter resentment when his parents decided to annul their marriage. His father moved out of the house and never contacted them after the divorce papers were signed. His mother didn’t care at all and went on with her life. He was nearing his fourteen years of age that time and was fifteen years old when his mother brought home a man who decided to stay for a long time. To make a story short, the woman remarried and Eugene found himself having one older sister who he was quite taken with, and another sibling on the way. Margaret’s the name of her stepsibling and she was like his mother: too flighty and fickle. You’d think after seeing how his biological father had dealt with a woman like that, Eugene would be more wary in having a serious (or as serious as it can get with a pair of teenagers) relationship with her. He wasn’t and that was a mistake on his part. One thing’s for sure, he’d never be that open with anyone again. He didn’t think he’d survive it.
Afterwards, Eugene avoided the house a lot more than ever, only coming home to spend some time with his little half-sister; and even then, he’d take her out for icecream than stay there at home. If he could get away with it, he’d sleep over his friends’ home or his lover of that time. He’d also gotten involved in some bad habits: drinking, smoking, barhopping and the likes. Motorcycling, though, was good for him – well, he thought it was good. If he needed to de-stress and let loose without having to do it in a club or a bed, taking his motorcycle out for a long ride was the way to go.
✗¦. OTHER 」Despite his delinquent reputation, Eugene’s quite intelligent in the Sciences, especially Biology. He tutors people for a fee, exactly 20 quids an hour. After school hours, on some days, he secretly works as a waiter in a café as to earn himself money without depending on his family. He also plays the guitar and, as odd as it may seem, he has a slight severe case of Coulrophobia (fear of clowns).
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 5:34 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( LAZY ) ▬ GENIUS↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ HUMAN
indenthere ❛you can't teach people to be lazy - either they have it, or they don't.
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》remembering everything he reads and sees ▪ sleeping through almost anything ▪ an extremely quick learner
✗》remembering what he hears ▪ athleticism ▪ showing how he really feels
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」A very bright student this one, however, if you did not know that than you would have never guessed. From a stranger’s point of view, Alex would seem to be a lazy butt that was probably under average in most aspects in his life and just barely passing his classes. Alex sleeps in class, procrastinates on anything he is given to due, waiting till the day before or the day of to do that task. He lumps all day at home and even around his friends. But he is the most athletic person you will ever meet! Lie. I lied. He is far from anything athletic. Now to others he is known to only read what he has to and nothing more, but the truth of the matter is when alone and no one is around he reads constantly. He is a very skilled reader and if the book is interesting enough he will finish a pretty thick novel in an hour or sometimes even less. He enjoys his gift for retaining anything and everything he reads or sees. But he does have his reputation to keep up so he doesn't let anyone, but his mother of course, know of his frequent reading habits.
Most people just see this reputation of his he has created. It has kept people at bay from exploiting his gift and trying to get on his good side and get him to "help"(do it for them) with academic task. However he has made some three close friends who know more about him then others and he knows he can trust them. He still chooses not to show off his extensive reading, but he is more open with them. Still lazy and a couch potato, but he is more lively around them. Lively also means he likes to mess with them and sometimes annoy them, but he doesn't take it too far where is might cause a fight. He is a pretty good judge of knowing when to stop. And he makes sure his friends know that he is just fooling around. They should know him well enough now to know that when he annoys them it is meant with no harm and just joking around. His lazy domineer may seem unreliable and not very trust worthy, but it not true. Alex is a very loyal and trustworthy friend when need to be. Other times he does like to arrive late to a get together, but that is about it really. He does do favors for them; even if it’s a tiny favor they could do themselves. Though he might put in a word or two before actually getting up and doing that favor, but he will do it. He can be pretty dramatic at times when he doesn’t want to be a complete sloth. But once you get to know him ( and can handle his personality flaws) he is a pretty nice guy to know.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」A long time ago, a young British couple, one that had just recently been married in fact, decided to take a trip out to Greece. They went on the trip with a few of their friends; just looking to explore a new place and take in some knew culture. They were a curious group, but this young couple never expected to get more than they planned out of this trip. Time was running out and they would be leaving this place in another few days, when they came across a small girl wandering a market place all by herself. She was covered in dirt and almost starved to the bone. They talked to the girl over a meal they provided for her and it turned out she was an orphan. The couple took pity on the girl and decided to adopt her and bring them back to England with them.
Time brushed by and this little girl was not so little anymore. She was now a young woman in her early twenties. She decided to take a trip back to the place where she was born and pay her respects to her real parents at their grave. While over there she met a man and they fell in love. She was gone for a very long time and she became pregnant with a boy. She and the man who would now be a father had been planning a marriage, but the boy came first to their surprise. He was born and times over there were a little rough and they could not find time to organize a wedding. Around the boys fifth birthday, his parents were finally legally married, however, his father passed away from decease a few months later. His mother, to distraught to keep living there, decided to go back to England after that and finally introduce her little son to her adoptive parents. They eagerly welcomed him into their family and were astonished with his gift. According to his mother, it was a gift just like his fathers.
The boy with a Greek name began to go by shorter nicknames as he soon went to British schools. He never felt like he fit in, that is until middle school when he started going to a different school and met three others that he was proud to call his friends. They were an unlikely pair of friends themselves, so he felt he could fit in with them and that is just what happened. Now he lives his days always happy and excited to see his friends.
✗¦. OTHER 」Though he does not show it, Alex has a little crush on Ester. He also likes to butt heads with Bri. He doesn't know why but I say his true feelings are for her and he doesn`t know it....but you didn't hear this from me.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 2:19 pm
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██████████████. » DON`T BE ATTACHED TO TR!VIAL TH!NGS !!
massiveindentationgoingonheremassiveinde ˟ Y↺U CAN`T GET MAD BECAUSE THE W↻RLD D↺ESN`T R↻LL Y↺UR WAY___
▰▰▰ MAGIC ( ALWAYS ) COMES WITH A PRICE ↘ ↘
indent« M✄!ND - - YOUR . O W N . BUSINESS
massiveindentationgoingonhereindent ▪ ▪ ▪ is there any big deal about that thing called freedom 》
✫◞ TH!S iS TH:E ( AMBITIOUS ) ▬ OFFICER ↓ ↓
xxxyuna chan was here ♕ 》 your fellow.↴ PUPPET
indenthere ❛ Grasp the chance of opportunity, smite down the wicked, and rule with sovereignty.
✗¦. NAME 」
✗¦. NICKNAME 」
✗¦. GENDER 」
✗¦. AGE 」created about seventy years ago
✗¦. ORIGINS 」
✗¦. SKILLS 」✓》fencing ▪ strategy and tactics ▪ pugilism
✗》handling a loss ▪ interrogations ▪ being compassionate of others
✗¦. PERSONALITY 」How one would describe Caeser "Gaigun" Transvaal would give him the characteristics those of a soldier, loyal, prideful, fighting to the end. A man who's presence seems to usher in a feeling of protection and relaxation to those around him. Caeser holds himself to the highest standards as possible, to those of the Winter King. His ambitious demeanor can be seen in battle, favoring victory more than anything. Those who would know Caesar closely, would seem him as a man that doesn't have anything to hide, nor anything to lose. A soldier at wooden heart, Caesar knows that his duty serving his Grace is above any importance. He gets the job done rather silently and tactfully to leave a positive impression on the masses. Caesar is a semi-friendly man who doesn't smile as much, his static facial expression would leave a sense of seriousness and professionalism for those who would glace at him. On the battlefield, his expression would be more lively, putting himself into a position of glory and victory for his Grace. Chiseled and sturdy, Caesar set himself as a prime example of high standard and dignity, keeping his composure at all times to keep morale solid and strong.
Caesar does believe in chivalry, holding an umbrella for the opposite sex in a world where it always snows... but one wrong move and Caesar would leave this matter and carrying on with his own personal duties. His attitude behind the curtains and closed doors, is actually quite dark and menacing. A sadist, deriving pleasure from beating the enemy senseless rather than a proper interrogation under a lamp and tried to a chair. Only a select few know of his true habits, his true intentions as one of the highest ranking officers of the Winter King's table and cabinet. Caesar's has a consistent knowledge of human anatomy, making interrogations much more fun and eventful. Despite his life with the Winter King's subjects and other puppets, Caesar has a secret entrance within his own private quarters that can only open by pulling a certain sequence of switches in the correct order, leading down to the private sector where Caesar can enjoy his sadistic gratification in the murky shadows.
✗¦. BIOGRAPHY 」Caesar's production of life began in a fine room complete with valuable antiques and various trinkets. Made by a man by the name of Gaigun Transvaal, the small town's baker and and also the drunk. Gaigun's passion of the drink and feast was as great as his skill with craftsmanship. Yet, he was the happy drunk so he didn't have that many problems to face. Gaigun received a shipment and construction plan to expand his bakery. Shortly after the completion of the small expansion, the leftover wood was used for firewood. Seeing how the shipment was entirely made of hickory, the flame's life span carried out longer than expected. In the back of his mind, Gaigun thought that making a doll wouldn't be a waste of time, seeing how he was getting small orders. Using the leftover hickory, he planned his doll to be sturdy and withstand hits, seeing how Gaigun was beginning to get clumsy and drop things due to his increasing old age. With superb craftsmanship, Gaigun was close to completing Caesar. With a passing glance, Gaigun looked over to the shelf to find an old picture of what appeared to be a griffin emblem on an ancient machine. This photo was taken long ago, it was starting to fade of such old age. Then a idea came to the baker, make him into a military style doll complete with uniform.
Guigun had a small wish for Caesar, to come alive and carry on the name of Transvaal, seeing he was single most of his life and had to sacrifice much in his past and had no family. Eventually, Gaigun's wish came true and Caesar came into the living world. Amazed and awestruck, the baker nearly had a heart attack. After some time, the baker decided that a name would be appropriate. "I shall call you... Caesar. Caesar Gaigun Transvaal." Now, Caesar's life was now complete with a name. Caesar's has formed a bond with the town's baker, and occasionally dealt with his happy drunk side. It was only a matter of time that Guigun was nearing his last days with the living. Sharing his past with Caesar,.Guigun had a secret room in the bakery's cellar. In his past glory days, he was a treasure hunter. A room filled with weird and unfamiliar tools and trinkets. These object seemed other-worldly, not belong in this world Caesar was born into. Some advanced technology for a fool to come across, Gaigun began explaining that these objects did in fact come from another world. Either a fool would talk nonsense, or perhaps it was true what the old baker said. In a world where it always snow, one would be surprised what could be found under a blanket of snow. What caught Caesar's attention was a book with what appeared to be a griffin, a body of a lion and the head and wings of an eagle. A radiant creature, with deadly viciousness to match. Gaigun explained Caesar about his inspiration of making him how he is today, with a sturdy body of a lion, the peerless eyes of an eagle and his swift and gracious movements of an eagle.
Nearing the end of his life, Gaigun passed away in the arms of Caesar, losing his creator had a strange moment for Caesar, a feeling of bitterness. Rummaging through the treasure hunter's wares, Caesar came across old tomes that explained war tactics and formations. Other books included fencing and fighting, a small collection of knowledge that Caesar learned as the decades flew by. As time flew by, from what he had studied again and again, he developed the mentality of ruling all those above him, ruling them all under one man. For nearly fifty years, Caesar has trained himself in fencing and military tactics, in silence and searching for someone who would share his same views in expansion. A few years of relentless searching finally paid off. Caesar came across a man called the Winter King. A king? Maybe a monarchy that could evolve into something more productive and prosperous... Nevertheless, after countless attempts to confront the Winter King, he succeeded in getting an audience with his Grace. Pledging his life towards the king's future, Caesar eventually joined his doll-chasing crusade in search what his Grace would call as his enemies. Caesar's wish could come true under the rule of his Winter King, his purpose would of have meant something to his late creator. A chance to rule all with power and fear, was a chance Caesar was not going to pass up easily.
✗¦. OTHER 」Caesar enjoys his library, a vast collect of books, tomes, journals and spends his majority of time within a book of whatever subject. Keeping a pair of reading glasses, this gives Caesar a more 'sharpened' look. He carries the cavalry saber of his late creator Gaigun Transvaal, now fixed to point where it is light enough to have attributes of piercing and slashing with ease.
✗¦. SOUL 」
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