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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 @ 10:16pm
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 〖 § ķ ұ ℓ a я ķ ☪ ₮ ε м ρ ε ş † 〗
}i{ ₤ a я ķ }i{ To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy. I can never seem to remember his face. Its appeared before in my dream, from time to time, but I can just never get it clear. It fades in and out of my memory, often gracing my thought when I least expect it. I dont think I know him, and if I did, would I want to? Is my mind pushing him out of my view to spare me something? Is he the one meant to destroy me? That last thing I want, is to be hurt...all because of another girl.
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"Jay....Why do you always wake me up so early!" Lark smiled lightly as she nuzzled the dogs neck, giggling softly as the dog rolled over, licking the girl's face to wake her even more. Softly stroking her dog's neck she pushed back the covers, letting her legs hang over the edge of the bed, and slipped her feet into the slippers hidden on the floor. Jay yipped once as she leaped off the bed, circling once before sitting down, tail thudding lightly on the ground as she stared up at Lark.
'Whats today again? Ah damn, trash day!' Cursing under her breath, she thrusted the covered back and scuffled over to grab her robe, slipping around her lean body that was only covered in a pair of white lace underwear, and a simple tank.
That small shiba mix slowly rose from her stop next to the other slumbering frame in the bed. The canine groaned and stretched as the sun peered through the breaks in the blinds. She whined once as she scooted closer to the sleeping human, rolling over to her back and pawing at her mistress’ arm. The lump under the covers grunted, groaned and rolled over, pulling the dog to her body and burrowing her face in the dog’s neck, her face now concealed by the thick coat.
Jay jumped slightly when Lark burst out of the covers, wondering what the beg rush was. Wagging her tail, she fallowed at close heal as Lark rushed into the kitchen, managing to tie off the top of the bag, as well as her robe as she rushed out the front door and down the front stairs.
Just in time before the large machine pulled up in front of the building, Lark placed the trash in the bin and smiled, at least now she wouldn't have to until next week and have the garbage stink up the house! A sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she stroked the dog soft fur, guiding her back into the door, and back up to her apartment.
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It was fall, and Larks favorite time of year. The air was crisp, fresh and with a slight chill on the breeze. Glorious color of leaves hung from the trees, and made her eyes gleam. It was a long walk from Coral St to Cumberland near 2nd St, but it was the walk she took every day, with Jay at her side, on her way to work. The small clock shop was run by an elder women, well passed Lark's own grandmother age. Mrs Anna-lee Jenkins was her name, and wish everyone to call her Anna. She was a sweet elderly women, and had many words of wisdom, many which Lark would listen to for hours on end, of you years of travel around the world and spontaneous adventures she experienced. It often left Lark day dreaming as she worked around the shop, cleaning the clocks, checking their timings and making sure it was all orderly.
The other wonderful thing about Mrs Anna-lee, is she allowed Jay to come to work with Lark. She said, "That dog will keep anyone from robbing us." Her voice crackling and high, and weathered with a smooth honey like tone of an elegant hymn. Most of the day, Jay rested behind the front desk, curled up on the rug with her bone, dreaming her days away with chasing cars and capturing wild squirrels. So, it was here Lark made her living, listening to the elderly women stories of her younger years, and tending to the keepers of time. But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 @ 07:51pm
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ＯＮＣＥ - ＵＰＯＮ - Ａ - ＴＩＭＥ - ＩＮ - ＰＡＲＩ ♥
♡ Hmm, That Sounds Familiar...
♡ Oh! Blow A Candle!..
♡ Woah. I'm Old...
♡ My Baby Pictures Tell Me That I'm a...
Delicate and Dainty Deceiver
♡ I Know, I'm Quite The...
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☆ My Momma Always Said...
that i has such a lovely figure, but daddy never approved. He said he wanted his son back, and I merely told him I was here, well most of the time. Mom said she had always wanted a bright eyed bushing girl, buuuuut she got me instead. So, I am a sweet and innocent, or atleast I try to be. But those naughty boys...mmm...I just want to eat them up. Hehe, sorry about that, but its the truuuuth.
I am a very happy person though, and I love anybody and every body! but for those who like to rain on my fun parade, them I tend to ignore. Some thing me to be an innocent, my cute little smile and girlish giggles drawing in them naughty boy under my spell. Ahh, but my girls are different. They seem to drawn to me, since they talk to me about anything and everything. I maybe be a social butterfly and talk to everyone, but one thing I am not is a loose skirt. Sure I flirt a lot and might be a little...you know, but I am not a slut. In no way would I cross that line, I want to find the one...
☆ Memories Are Meant To Be Kept Forever...
but some you wish would just dissapear Daddy and I never agreed on anything, and it was hard for him to ever accept me for who I was. Yes, I tried to not be who I truly was, to put myself in his shoes, and wear boys clothing, but mom could see as much as I felt it, that it was destroying me. It was the few months after I went back to my normal wardrobe that they started to fight more. I could hear them screaming at each other at night, the sounds vibrating in the wall and piercing through the pillow i clutched to my ears.
So, a month later, mom packed up our stuff and we left. It been a little over a year and I have not hear one thing from Dad, nor has Mom. We are getting along fairly well now. She takes me shopping, and we hang out together and do some of the things we love, with out his judgment, but that doesn't mean I still don't get the stares. Is it really so odd I like my tutu with my skinny jeans? I mean someone, they make my ..Oh, lol, never mind.
☆ Mirror Mirror, On The Wall...
1-2 paragraphs describing about your appearance. include hair color, eye color, scars, tattoos, weight, height, etc.
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Frankennoid
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Frankennoid
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 @ 02:30pm
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〖 § ķ ұ ℓ a я ķ ☪ ₮ ε м ρ ε ş † 〗
}i{ ₤ a я ķ }i{ To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy. I can never seem to remember his face. Its appeared before in my dream, from time to time, but I can just never get it clear. It fades in and out of my memory, often gracing my thought when I least expect it. I dont think I know him, and if I did, would I want to? Is my mind pushing him out of my view to spare me something? Is he the one meant to destroy me? That last thing I want, is to be hurt...all because of another girl.
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"Jay....Why do you always wake me up so early!" Lark smiled lightly as she nuzzled the dogs neck, giggling softly as the dog rolled over, licking the girl's face to wake her even more. Softly stroking her dog's neck she pushed back the covers, letting her legs hang over the edge of the bed, and slipped her feet into the slippers hidden on the floor. Jay yipped once as she leaped off the bed, circling once before sitting down, tail thudding lightly on the ground as she stared up at Lark.
'Whats today again? Ah damn, trash day!' Cursing under her breath, she thrusted the covered back and scuffled over to grab her robe, slipping around her lean body that was only covered in a pair of white lace underwear, and a simple tank.
That small shiba mix slowly rose from her stop next to the other slumbering frame in the bed. The canine groaned and stretched as the sun peered through the breaks in the blinds. She whined once as she scooted closer to the sleeping human, rolling over to her back and pawing at her mistress’ arm. The lump under the covers grunted, groaned and rolled over, pulling the dog to her body and burrowing her face in the dog’s neck, her face now concealed by the thick coat.
Jay jumped slightly when Lark burst out of the covers, wondering what the beg rush was. Wagging her tail, she fallowed at close heal as Lark rushed into the kitchen, managing to tie off the top of the bag, as well as her robe as she rushed out the front door and down the front stairs.
Just in time before the large machine pulled up in front of the building, Lark placed the trash in the bin and smiled, at least now she wouldn't have to until next week and have the garbage stink up the house! A sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she stroked the dog soft fur, guiding her back into the door, and back up to her apartment.
◦ º ° × ° º ◦
It was fall, and Larks favorite time of year. The air was crisp, fresh and with a slight chill on the breeze. Glorious color of leaves hung from the trees, and made her eyes gleam. It was a long walk from Coral St to Cumberland near 2nd St, but it was the walk she took every day, with Jay at her side, on her way to work. The small clock shop was run by an elder women, well passed Lark's own grandmother age. Mrs Anna-lee Jenkins was her name, and wish everyone to call her Anna. She was a sweet elderly women, and had many words of wisdom, many which Lark would listen to for hours on end, of you years of travel around the world and spontaneous adventures she experienced. It often left Lark day dreaming as she worked around the shop, cleaning the clocks, checking their timings and making sure it was all orderly.
The other wonderful thing about Mrs Anna-lee, is she allowed Jay to come to work with Lark. She said, "That dog will keep anyone from robbing us." Her voice crackling and high, and weathered with a smooth honey like tone of an elegant hymn. Most of the day, Jay rested behind the front desk, curled up on the rug with her bone, dreaming her days away with chasing cars and capturing wild squirrels. So, it was here Lark made her living, listening to the elderly women stories of her younger years, and tending to the keepers of time. But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 @ 12:33pm
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 〖 § ķ ұ ℓ a я ķ ☪ ₮ ε м ρ ε ş † 〗
}i{ ₤ a я ķ }i{ To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy.Sometimes I wonder when I dream, if its actually a glance into the future. That maybe, your mind connect with some unseen force, and we are told what is to come, to help us prepare. There are some I can never remember. That one that sticks out the most thought, is the night he left us. Walked through the door with out a glance back or even a simple good bye. I watched him that night from my window above the stairs, listening to the soft pitter of rain on the glass. I don’t think I could ever forget that dream, and I don’t think I ever will…
That small shiba mix slowly rose from her stop next to the other slumbering frame in the bed. The canine groaned and stretched as the sun peered through the breaks in the blinds. She whined once as she scooted closer to the sleeping human, rolling over to her back and pawing at her mistress’ arm. The lump under the covers grunted, groaned and rolled over, pulling the dog to her body and burrowing her face in the dog’s neck, her face now concealed by the thick coat.
"Jay....Why do you always wake me up so early!" Lark smiled lightly as she nuzzled the dogs neck, giggling softly as the dog rolled over, licking the girl's face to wake her even more. Softly stroking her dog's neck she pushed back the covers, letting her legs hang over the edge of the bed, and slipped her feet into the slippers hidden on the floor. Jay yipped once as she leaped off the bed, circling once before sitting down, tail thudding lightly on the ground as she stared up at Lark.
'Whats today again? Ah damn, trash day!' Cursing under her breath, she thrusted the covered back and scuffled over to grab her robe, slipping around her lean body that was only covered in a pair of white lace underwear, and a simple tank.
Jay jumped slightly when Lark burst out of the covers, wondering what the beg rush was. Wagging her tail, she fallowed at close heal as Lark rushed into the kitchen, managing to tie off the top of the bag, as well as her robe as she rushed out the front door and down the front stairs.
Just in time before the large machine pulled up in front of the building, Lark placed the trash in the bin and smiled, at least now she wouldn't have to until next week and have the garbage stink up the house! A sigh of relief slipped from her lips as she stroked the dog soft fur, guiding her back into the door, and back up to her apartment.
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free
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Frankennoid
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Posted: Sun Feb 21, 2010 @ 09:00pm
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Lark
"I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bare-back, care-free
Along the shore" » т h є . в a ѕ ı ¢ s . 〤 I am the» Virtue of Chastity
〤 The puppet is» Skylark Tempest
〤 The puppeteer is» Frankennoid
〤 I am this close to death» Eighteen
〤 The docter said I'm a» Female
〤 What I wear» is simple comfortable clothes. Often a pair of faded white washed jeans and pastel colored tops.
〤 Rock my world» Natasha Bedingfield-Wild Horses
〤 Colors of the rainbow» This color is my words of wisdom: Lavender.
〤 I'm a superhero» I am able to to manipulate electrical fields, and form small balls of light on my hand. Sometimes small firefly like orbs form around me when I am really happy. Lightning is my element, and I fine myself wired when ever there is a storm. I love to standing the rain, feel the electricity in the air, making my skin tinkle to life. Its the only time I have ever felt like this, besides the Night Jay came into my life. Who is jay you ask!? Well, the love of my life silly! You shall meet her soon, no worries.
Now weapons you ask? Personally, I have no use for them. With Jay always at my side, I have need for such things. That and if I feel threatened, well. If someone touches me, I can electrocute them, b-b-but I never severely hurt anyone! I promise! Just a light shock is all...I just, dont want to get hurt.
» l ǿ ǿ к . d є є p є я . 〤 This is my life» and its one that I dont share with many. But with you? Well, I feel like I can tell you..I guess. Mom is still here, and I love her dearly. She everything she could make things easy for me. WOrking two jobs to support us, and putting me in a private school to get the best education. My dad? Well, we dont talk about him that much. All I know, is when I was little, he and mom use to fight all the time. She said he did nothing but look up younger girls skirts, among other things she said I was to young to hear.
I am glad we left him. I heard he remarried, and I have a half sister...somewhere. He sennt the occasional Christmas cards, but after a while, I just threw them out. Hes nothing to me...really. Just donated his sperm to the cause. Umm, can we change the subject?
AH yes, Jay! Now, there is a joy to my world. Aww, it was about three years after mom took us to our new home, and I was coming home from school on one of the blustery day one spring. It started to sprinkle, and the rain was just wonderful! It was warm out and the rain was cool on my skin. To my surprise, thus guy come out of an all, dressed in all black, and hooded by a gardeners hat. He made me uncomfortable so I didn't look a him as I hurried toward home. Honestly, All I remember is him trying to take hold of my arm and take me into the alley. And...DUN DUN DUN! Jay came out of no where and bite the guy on the leg! What a little devil she was! The guy ran off with out much effort of a struggle, not wanting to waste his time. She was so matted and dirty, so I took her home, and she has been at my side since.
And as of right now? I am out of school, in my first semester at a community college on a full scholar ship! Mom was so proud, and I was glad the burned is off her shoulders of having to take care of me. Jay and I live in a little one bedroom studio. Sure its small, but we dont need much room.
〤 I come off as» gentle, kind, innocent and loyal. Some poeple say I am a lot like Jay. I am very sweet, kinda quiet and love to just, watching things. I mean, observe might be a better word. I learn very quickly, and love to meet new people! Hehe, I guess I am a lot like a dog. But I will not sit on command!
〤 I love» -Night Time with starry skies <3 〤 I hate»
-Jello, I dont like food that moves on its own 〤 Other» Jay is my best friend, I think even my guardian angel.
〤 Dirty Little Secret» His name is Jack Daniels. Just to keep me company, on those nights, when I think about him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 @ 06:25pm
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Jaxxon ❦ Hugh) But you may call me:
Jaxx
Since I was made __ years have passed, but my mentality is that of __:
7 years // 24 years
Some say I look like a:
Wolf Humanoid
I have had this since birth:
It was cruel what they did...And they paid for it. The brand inside my ear is the first, and last mark they ever put on my flesh. The number bearing what genetics I carry.
It's a wild world out there:
My body is my main weapon. Born with human and wolf genetics alike, it make for a powerful combination. With the technology today, it make me ill the usage of weaponry in place of pore skill that could be honed from the mind, spirit and body. I do on occasion have daggers, but they are made from bone and tassel, made by my hands.
I use this in the name of my Owner:
I have one small ability, and it is to change into the form of the humanoid I normally use, and to that of a pure wolf. I don't often use the wolf form, unless in the presents of those I trust.
What my papers say:
Stubborn, hot tempered, clever and arrogant some might say, but I don't believe them. I find myself to very resourceful in these times, and well as one of a peace maker. I prefer to keep things simple, and live life to its fullest.
They say I was born from a rock:
They told me it was intentional, but had never planned for anything like me to happen. What the hell is that supposed to mean? If you Mix a bunch of s**t together unknowingly, and mess with nature, mutations happen. They think of me as just some dumb animal hybrid or something.
Truth be told, I was not the first 'opps' in the experiment. The unique thing about me, is I was the first, and only to survive. When I hatched, I was born into my wolf form, so they concludes something was wrong, placing me in a group of rare wild timber wolves. It wasn't until after the first year, that they noticed the changes.
When my care taker would come to our kennels, I watched her, and slowly started to learn her movements, and with the knowledge, my body somehow started to change, shaping to something more human like. It was uncontrollable at first, but slowly....I learned how to control the changes, and to my own advantage.
These are enjoyable!:
Nature
Literature
Peace
Rodents
Warmth
Ah... N-No thanks:
War
Technology
Scientists
Metal
Cold
It feels like forever:
Soon...If I find her
I had an Owner at one time, whom was a rebel. She was killed by another Guardian who had obtained one of the disease that make us...unstable.
My mentor was:
Frankennoid
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Frankennoid
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 @ 08:30pm
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literal theme:Starry Joker (like stars in the sky, and The joker in batman)
Colour theme: (please explain shades&colours) natural coat colors with splashes of other colors like red, midnight blue or lime green
breed(s): I bizian hound, English setter, Saluki, Borzoi, Germans Shepard, Dobie, Pharoh Hound
character personality: Slightly insane, but a happy dog, til it losses it temper, then it can get crazy...
payment type: 10fpp
have you sent payment?: Right after i post this
how are you today?: I am well, kinda tired. Just finished celebrating my b-day. You?
other: i love anything related to the suits in a deck of cards, and something with space: moon, stars
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Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2009 @ 10:46pm
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Frankennoid
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 @ 08:55pm
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If you're still hanging onto a dead dream of yesterday,
laying flowers on its grave by the hour....
... you cannot be planting the seeds
for a new dream to grow today ~~~***~~~
Don't go through life, grow through life.
~~~___~~~ A smile curled on his face as he didn’t glance up at his almost nude friend. What caught his attention was when dane leaned with one hip on the door frame, and Jaxx about burned his palm from glancing up. Cursing as he brain told him he had been burt, his eyes snapped away from Danes frame. “Bloody Hell,” what he was unsure of, was he cursing about his palm or something else. Feeling a sensation of heat rise to his cheeks, he flipped on the cold water, and se his hand under it. As he wrapped his palm in the town, he turned, his back to the counter as he let his eyes advert up, instantly wandering over the other sholder, and shyly over his chest, then locked to his eyes. “Feel better?” He asked, trying to keep his eyes on his friends face. In the short time he had taken to take a gaze at the other, he had noted
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