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[size=1]I, myself, am not a Christian, but the Pope's death did strike me numb. He was a man of faith, a true one, not one who goes about saying he loves God only to get profit. I respect a man like the Pope, and I hope his soul goes safely to the afterlife, to its next body, to Heaven, to the Summerlands, or wherever souls go when someone dies. He certainly deserves to go to Heaven if there is one. Gods Bless, John Paul II. Pae[/size]

[size=1][color=slategray]Liari sighed, staring at the uniform. She hated uniforms ? especially ones with skirts. Quickly she changed into it, shuddering since the skirt only came to the middle of her thigh, and then fluffed her offensively short hair. Grabbing her school bag, she was down the stairs, yelling a goodbye to her cats, and then was racing away on her inlines. When she got to the school, she changed into her school shoes, and was given her schedule before expertly finding her classroom. She went in, and waited. It was a little noisy for her likings, so she chose a seat near the back, and a window. The teacher came in and things got quiet. Three other?s introduced themselves. Liari stood next, clutching the Wolf on the chain around her neck, and then dropped it back beneath her uniform. ?[b]Hai, my name is Liari Deneloth, it?s a pleasure to meet you all.[/b]? She sat back down swiftly, ignoring the imploring glances from her new classmates. She looked back at her notebook, and began sketching.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray][center][b]Name:[/b] Melissa Dante [b]Street Name:[/b] Rhapsody (?Rhaps? for short) [b]Gang:[/b] None [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] Rhaps stands 5?8?, with a well rounded, well toned body. She is lithe, and slim, but not skinny and lanky. She has waist-length jet-black hair that is in constant loose corkscrews, with neon violet, red, and blue highlights. She has an oval face, with large, ocean blue eyes, framed by thick, black lashes. Her larger bottom lip gives her a perpetual pout, but it looks cute, and her eyes hold a sparkle of amusement. Her skin is beige, with a rosy tint. Rhapsody tends to lean towards the more girly side of punk, but seeing her in full-blown rapper-girlfriend outfit is not rare. She easily pulls it off despite being white, and she favors tight, skimpy clothing. She always wears a black onyx rose pendant on a simple, short chain around her neck, and a matching silver onyx ring. [b]Equipment:[/b] [u]Weapons:[/u] Twin six-inch steel knives Pocket knife [u]Transportation:[/u] A pair of black in-lines Black and crimson Kawasaki Ninja [b]Personality:[/b] A whirl of emotions and a whirl of style, this is where Rhapsody earned her name. Never the same twice, forever predictable in her unpredictability, she has learned to expect the unexpected. She never moves in exactly the same way, and she never speaks exactly the same. Her mannerisms change from situation to situation; she adapts to new environments faster than water. Her single, predictable quirk is her whiplash tongue, and her flirtatious style. When she sees Imogen, she becomes protective of her, though she has a strange way of showing her affection. [b]Extract of Character:[/b] ?[b]Yo, white girl! You think you can walk up just wherever you want?[/b]? Rhapsody rolled her eyes in disgust, tossing her multi-colored hair over one shoulder. Turning to face her ?attacker?, she put her hands on her hips, and cocked her head. ?[b]Man, out here, we can?t afford to be racists; we?d bite ourselves in the butt.[/b]? The girl in front of her snorted, rolling her black-brown eyes in disgust. Her friends, three other black girls, laughed, and then were silent when the first girl ? a girl Rhapsody knew as Carmen ? shot them a look. Rhapsody crossed her arms in front of her chest, pulling the tight black T-shirt even tighter across a full bosom. She turned, and walked away, going to the back alley where her motorbike was. She straddled it, her tight leather pants warm. Putting on her helmet, she took off. Hope this is enough, Jamie-chan![/size][/color][/center]

[size=1]This sounds interesting... Heh, something I said the other day. "[b]You're probably like me. Extra smart, but with a sunny-side-up position and a giggle for every occasion. Hey, that sounded nifty![/b]" Stories... well... This isn't people talking, but I'm pretty happy with it... this is from my story Silver Hair, which was a present to someone. [i][color=slategray]The girls silver hair twisted and spun with the pooling blood. It was red, now crimson, now black, and then red again, with silver entwined. Her pearl-white hands were dried and frail as they lay in the crimson pools. Dark grey ash fell, sifting over the massive pools in the bedroom, covering them like snow. All was silent. Soon, a white ash soaked into the blood. The body was gone. Nothing remained. Nothing, that is, but the blood, the ash, and the silver hair.[/i][/color] I do like the putting our heads together one. ^____^[/size]

[size=1]One word: No. Loving someone is [i]never[/i] wrong. Don't ever get that in your head. What you DO about it, however, maybe be the result of bad judgement. But loving someone is never wrong, or a bad thing. Maybe if you elaborated the situation a little more, we would be able to help. Pae-chan[/size]

[center][size=1][color=slategray]?[b]I?m sorry; Are you okay?[/b]? Michaelina had run into a tall, blonde man. He was an instant capture. His own blue eyes towered high over her, at nearly a foot. Her boots gave her a three inch advantage, but that only brought her to 5?6?, and she was still considerably shorter than he. She flushed with faked embarrassment. ?[b]I?m ? fine. Thank you.[/b]? Michaelina flashed him a shy smile, while Persephone looked on with interest.[/color] [I][color=green]My, my, Michaelina. You do love playing them, don?t you?[/I][/color] [I][color=slategray]Oh, hush, you old hag.[/I] Persephone harrumphed, but made no further comment. Michaelina dropped her eyes, and then brushed past him, deliberately making contact and brushing against him as she entered the bar. Stopping at the door, she said, ?[b]Again, I do apologize.[/b]? Then she went inside. ?[b]Mich![/b]? Michaelina looked up, and groaned as a redheaded punk made his way through the crowd to her. She glanced around, but there was nothing she could do that would make it seem as if she hadn?t heard him. With a sigh, she handed her trench coat to the guard at the door, revealing a trim, rounded body beneath a pink tube-top, a black mini-skirt, and her regular knee-high?s. ?[b]What is it, Jason? Can?t you just leave me alone?[/b]?[/size][/color][/center]

[quote name='Chibi Bunny']And here I thought it was Video that did the killing. =3[/quote] [size=1]You took the words right out of my mouth. No, really. I was about to say the exact same thing. =3 Nice picture, Sennen. What needs to be said already has been, so I'll leave it at that and shut up. :3[/size]

[size=1][color=slategray][b]Name:[/b] Bethany Thomas [b]Age:[/b] 26 [b]Appearance:[/b] See Attachment [b]Personality:[/b] Beth is usually a quietly funny person, with a sunny-side-up disposition. Her sweetness is mixed with a stubborn refusal to let someone get under her skin. She has a very straight forward attitude about things, and won?t lie to you. She can be just as sneaky and cocky as a fox, but the last thing she will ever do is lie. She has no desire to break someone?s heart, and will walk away before that would happen. [b]Motivation:[/b] Love ^___^ THis sounds fun, Natsu-chan.[/size][/color]

[size=1]I must drop out, guys. Spring is a bad time to be on the computer; we have tons of thunderstorms. Dring the day, there is otns of sunlight, but I'm pretty much busy then. I am really sorry! Paerte[/size]

[size=1][color=slategray]Access Information? Processing? File opened. [b]Name:[/b] Kali [Last Name Unknown] Age: 19 [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://pageperso.aol.fr/loveashley23/images/kwon%20boa%203.jpg]Kali ? The Second Sister[/url] ? She stands 5? even. [b]Personality:[/b] Kali has the typical ?younger sister? personality; she gets what she wants, when she wants it. She is slightly whiney, with a perpetual pout, but is very sweet and funny at the same time. Some people would call it sickly, but it?s cute, and sometimes people wish she would get mad and scream the house down ? just to see if she would actually do it. Why? Because she always gets what she wants. When it comes to her older sister, however, she is as loyal as a dog, and will never turn on her. She loves Kendra with her whole heart, but is easily jealous of Timothy. [b]Bio:[/b] Kendra and Kali were born into a wealthy family in the middle of a forest. The whole house was made of glass that you can just look through and see the forest around you. Kali?s favorite spot was the small herb garden where the herbs were allowed to run wild; this mirrored Kali?s personality. She was wild and free, and no one could dig up her roots. That is, until they had to move. At the age of 16 Kendra and Kali were sent off to the big city of Seoul. None of them knowing Korean one bit had to get around the city, and attend high school. That was a big combination for the two young girls; it wasn?t a smooth road from there either. There had been a rash of young woman kidnappings in the area, so the girls had to learn how to fight. Going to a trained dojo and martial arts master they learned a mix of two fighting styles. The mix was of the art of the Crane and Korean Tae Kwon Do. This led to learning how to fight with weapons, Kendra with twin thin swords and Kali a metal fan. At the school there were also some things going on with the girls. They befriended a brother and sister named Timothy and Bon Lee. They went everywhere together, mall, park, restaurants, and the movies. Bon was a sweet little girl and Timothy very cocky and rude. Kendra found this somewhat attractive. Little did she know someone was also finding her attractive. Bon and Timothy were skilled in a form of fighting style also. This made Kendra even more attracted to Timothy, knowing that she can defend her if she was hurt. Fast forward?. Bon, Kendra, Kali, and Timothy were approached by a mysterious figure who called himself the Panther. He was very odd wanting them to kill other people for big pay checks. Kali and Kendra were cautious about the whole concept but Bon and Timothy were all for it. Kali has always been slightly rude to Timothy; she was always jealous of her sisters attention. Kali would consider Timothy an enemy if Kendra didn?t like him. ?Hey, you copied mine. That is certainly not-? ?Oh, hush, Kendra, you made it so I would have to! No personal information, just basic back ground. And what do I have to work off of? So I copied and pasted.? END[/size][/color]

[center][size=1][color=slategray]Michaelina sighed as the room began to fill, the crowd murmuring with the occasional yelp as someone?s foot was stepped on. Her dark violet eyes scanned the crowd expertly in the dark, the glowing neon lights having not been turned on yet. She leaned against the pole in the center of the platform, arms crossed across her scantily clad chest.[/color] [color=green][I]Michaelina, must you do this?[/I][/color] [color=slategray][I]Oh, hush, Persephone. You know how I am.[/I] Her ?guardian? Goddess made no comment, and Michaelina slipped off the platform at Persephone?s silent plea. She glared mentally at her, and then glanced back as another girl took her place. The lights began to come on, the naughty music began to play. Silently, Michaelina left the club, grabbing her long, black leather trench coat from the door man. He raised an eyebrow at her; she never missed a show. She shot him a look, so he didn?t ask. Michaelina straddled the seat of her motorcycle, and felt Persephone settle behind her, even though the Goddess couldn?t be seen by human eyes. Outside it was bright. The engine roared to life, and she sped away.[/color] [I][color=green]Michaelina, thank you. I?m slightly disgusted at what you do.[/color] [color=slategray]Yes, well, I did it for you, but don?t read to deep.[/I] The pair was silent as they went down the road, and then they reached her apartment. Michaelina silently liked Persephone, which she found bizarre, as, technically, she WAS Persephone. She had been planning to do an extra shift, but hey, she wasn?t low on money. She curled up on the couch, staring out the window. She wasn?t tired yet.[/size][/color][/center] OOC: And yes, Michaelina works at night clubs. She's like that.

[size=1][color=slategray]Catherine sat behind a curtain near the trio?s, lying on the cot staring at the ceiling. Her normally rosy face was pale, with dirty tear streaks down her face. In first period someone had made fun of her, and she had gotten homesick and insulted at the same time. In second period she began to throw up. The nurse had been very sympathetic with her. Sighing, she sat up, and down the glass of water that was beside the cot. She slipped out of the small space, and into the bathroom. She stared a her face in the mirror, her honey-brown eyes staring back, still moist. She sighed, brushed her hair back from her face, and wiped away the tearstains. She left the restroom. Catherine noticed that only two of the three were still there, one of the girls rattling on about China. The other, a boy, had seen her come out, and was watching her out of the corner of his eye. She flushed visibly, color returning to her gently shaped cheeks, and hurried over to the nurse. The nurse took her temperature, and then nodded approval. ?[b]You should be fine. Here, take this, and then go back to class.[/b]? Catherine nodded and sat on a cot near the duo, the other still talking, unaware of her presence. After taking the stomach settling medicine, she moved closer to them, and then said, her soft, near-whisper voice carrying and over-riding the chatter-boxes sentence. ?[b]Hi, I?m Catherine, do either of you attend Mrs. Thompson?s science class?[/b]? The two blinked at her, the boy?s brow scrunching up. She flushed in embarrassment when she realized she had spoken in Spanish. She repeated herself carefully in English. The boys face brightened. OOC: Tag, Jian.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]I am liking the sound of this, Natsu-chan. This should be really fun. I like the commentary you put on it. ^_^ I can't wait![/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Boo, I am eternally grateful and will forever glomp - er, love you! ^_^; EDIT: The one with all three is too big... *sighs* ^__^ But I will rotate all three.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Mariah sat at a small whicker table at what passed for a restaurant in her hometown of Kenitra. She tapped the side of her glass, staring out across the empty street. She jumped at the tap on her shoulder, and then smiled, laughing. ?[b]Goodness, Kenneth, don?t sneak up on me![/b]? The brown-faced boy smiled, and then hugged her around the shoulders. His silent smile almost made her sad again, but she ruffled is short, soft hair, and kissed his forhead. His mother, Mizz Camellia, stepped out of the small building, and took Kenneth?s hand. ?[b]Thank you, Mariah, dear. Take care![/b]? Kenneth waved goodbye as he and his mother went down the street. It was always so quiet in Kenitra at 9 am. Mariah began playing with the water in her glass, frosting the edges, and then making small spirals. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, and slowly shifted into a bluejay. She unfolded her wings, and flew off, bright blue against a baby blue sky.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]O.O *screams* AAAHHH!!!!!!!! Boo outdid you, Ozy! I love it, Boo! And a matching ava would be wonderful! *snuggles banner*[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Yay! I have a few to pick from. ^_^ Goodie. But I can't get the stupid thing to upload Ozy's!! *kicks the hoster*[/szie][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Except that angelfire isn't letting us see it... no, it isn't, precious... :animesweat: We are having way to much fun with this, aren't we? And she wasn't in the middle... I consider her to be on the right, lol. I will see what I can find for hosting...And if it shows up in my signature, you'll know I found it. ^_^ But thank you! I still like! [b]EDIT:[/b] Hey... maybe this will work... NUU! The file is to *@^#&$^@ big! *goes off to fume* Still accepting submissions.[/size][/color]

[size=1]Sports! Yayness! *coughcough* Well, I love sports. I don't tend to watch sports, but I love to play them. Whether basketball, tennis, dodgeball, or kickball, I love sports. But I like the ones the most where I can KICK the ball. :animesweat: I've played soccer professionally for two seasons, but then I had to stop. We didn't have the time anymore. But once I get back into pro soccer, I would like to say that I dislike playing in the spring. It rains out every single game and practice. I dislike sports like baseball, though... My eyes see where the ball is going to be... if it was under water. xD About an inch up from where it really is going to be. So i never hit the ball. All around, though, sports are fun.[/size]

[size=1][color=slategray][b]Name:[/b] Michaelina Bernard [b]Age:[/b] 19 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]God/Goddess:[/b] Persephone; Goddess of the Underworld and Spring; Queen to Hades [b]Appearance:[/b] Normal: [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/28-10.htm]Cocky Michaelina[/url] In this form she stands 5?3?, and favors skimpy clothing. Her eyes are not red, but a deep blue, ocean blue. Transformed: She has two forms as Persephone: the [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/30-8.htm]Queen of Hades[/url] and the [url=http://www.psycko-manga.de/gallery/babe/29-3.htm]Daughter of Demeter[/url]. As Hades? Queen, she is very tall, very regal. As the Daughter, she is less poised. [b]Personality:[/b]Normal: Michaelina is cocky and seductive; she loves to flirt, but has a temper, and won?t put up with someone trying to ?steal? her ?toys?. She is possessive, not a follower, and very snappish. Transformed: Persephone is nearly Michaelina?s opposite; she is silent most of the time, regal, and very much in authority. Naive as she was when she first ate the pomegranate seeds, Persephone has gained wisdom beyond her years. When she is above in the land with people, that naivety returns. [b]History:[/b] Michaelina knew she was different. People would talk about her when she wasn?t looking, because at random times, her eyes would flash a deep ruby red, and during those times, she couldn?t remember. There was a blank moment in her memory when these happened. She never had close friends because of this. The only person who didn?t care was her mother. Michaelina lived with her mother in a small apartment until she was fifteen. Her mother was gentle, kind, and quiet, and Michaelina loved her with all her heart. [b]Weapon/s:[/b] She carries no weapon; she is a Queen, and her scepter is her tool. It is carved out of ivory mammoth tusk, a simple scepter, with [b]Magic:[/b] [u]Summon Kitali:[/u] As the child Persephone, she summons Kitali, a fawn-colored doe with large brown eyes. She runs faster than the wind, and carries Young Persephone where ever she is bidden. [u]Summon Kytan:[/u] As the Queen of Darkness, she summons Kytan, a jet-black roe-deer stag, with branching horns that are massive and wicked sharp. He is larger than a regular stag, and is faster than Kitali. He will fight for Persephone until Kingdom Come. Still editing. I apologize; as I said the weather sucks.[/size][/color]

[color=slategray]Penny blinked a couple times, and then fell forward onto the table. She banged her head a couple times for emphasis, and then leaned backwards in her chair, groaning. ?[b]Geez, someone took the BEATLES?![/b]? Prudence snorted. ?[b]That?s what it looks like.[/b]? Penny began rubbing her forehead, sighing. ?[b]Why the hell would they take the Beatles, of all things?[/b]? That?s when it clicked. The Beatles. The music that was supposed to bring aliens. Her eyes widened in total and obvious disbelief. ?[b]Jesus Christ on a mother effin pogo-stick![/b]? Every single person in the room looked at like she had grown a second, third, fourth, and fifth head. OOC: I have to get back into this? but my creativity is on the fritz?[/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]Thank you for saving me a spot, Jian. ^_^ [b]Name:[/b] Catherine Doraldo [b]Age:[/b] 16 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] Catherine is Spaniard to her roots, and looks every inch of it. Her hair is a deep brown with gold streaks and red tints, called tiger-maple. In the winter, it looses the gold, as she spends less time in the sun, and it becomes mahogany. It falls down to her hips, and she often leaves it loose, or up in a ponytail. Her face is oval shaped, with smooth cheekbones, a long, small nose, and a pouty mouth. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and slanted, a warm honey-brown. She stands 5?6?, and is not skinny, but pretty average. Her measurements are close to ?perfect?, except she is a little more top-heavy than most. She has long, artistic hands, and her feet have the arch of a dancers. Her skin is smooth and evenly tan, a dark gold-brown. She wears fashionable clothes, flashy sometimes, subtle the next, but always flirty or sexy. She showed up in a [url=http://www.wetseal.com/images/style/3347242310_lg.jpg]black spaghetti strap shirt[/url] paired with a pair of black [url=http://www.forever21.com/images/large/84288042-01.jpg]hip-huggers[/url], and a pair of black Nike tennis shoes, and lastly a black sports jacket. She always wears a [url=http://silverinsanity.biz/images/slmc04.jpg]Celtic knotwork pendant[/url] on a thin, short chain, a [url=http://www.shiningmoon.com/jewelry/highres/ckr007.jpg]amber ring[/url] on her left middle finger, a [url=http://www.allcladdagh.com/claddagh-ring-lrg.jpg]claddagh[/url] on her right ring finger, and a [url=http://123celtic-irish-jewelry.com/mall/Bracelets/cbr22p.jpg]bracelet[/url] on her right wrist. [b]Personality:[/b] Catherine is not, despite her outwards appearance, a prep. She has a soft, shy, smile that she rarely shows to anyone, and it can peoples knees weak. She is very quiet, hardly ever speaks, and when she does, it is in a soft contralto that sounds husky, close to a cats? purr. She is tentative, shy, and all around a nice person. She is very smart, the top in all her classes ? but she is afraid of the new school. She is athletic (soccer?s her sport), she loves music, and any art form. [b]Bio:[/b] ?[b]Catherine! Catherine Stephanie Doraldo! ¡Venido aquí inmediatamente! [Come here immediately!][/b]? Catherine had her headphones off in five seconds flat and was hurrying down the stairs, a frightened look on her face. ?[b]Si, Mamma? [Yes, Mamma?][/b]? Her mother was holding a letter in her hand, and her face was red and angry. Catherine glanced at the envelope in her other hand, and became inwardly furious, and scared. Her mother had found a letter from a boy, and was not happy. Her mother?s tone was sharp. ?[b]¿Qué es éste? [What is this?][/b]? Catherine looked at the floor, her own face becoming red with tightly reined anger. When she did speak, it was in clipped words, and in English. ?[b]It is a letter, Mamma, no more.[/b]? Her mother waved it in her face. ?[b]No more? No more? Catherine Stephanie Doraldo, I expected better of you! A boy, one you are three years younger than, and one who does not even have proper manners-[/b]? Catherine?s eyes began tearing up as her mothers? tirade continued, in Spanish, and she didn?t hear half of what was said. The boy in question was Andrew Parker, a 17-year-old from school, and very popular. He was funny, and cute, and Catherine liked him. Suddenly the girl ran to the door, grabbed her coat off the coat hook, and ran out of the house, leaving her mother screaming in the doorway. Hope this cuts it.[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]O.O Wow... one little nitpick, okay? Could you make it so the pictures and the words sort of melt from one into the other? THey seem kind of... abrupt in changing. And Could the border be black? It makes the picture stand out more. And one more nitpick... (I know, I'm picky) Could you make the last girl on the side she was originally on? I went ahead and made an avatar I think matches the banner more, but I am in love with the banner! ^_^ WOnderful, Ozy![/size][/color]

[quote name='Syk3']Wow, did you draw this yourself? And if so, what did you use (such as programs)? I'd love to know more about them, so we can give proper critique. ~_^[/quote] [size=1][color=slategray]Yes yes! We must know what you used! Because that Pikachu is the most glompable thing I have ever seen. I like the style you used. And is that a cookie? *is studying the picture* Very nicely done; but as Syk said, what programs did you use? Or did you do this by hand? (Knowing this allows for better crit.)[/size][/color]

[size=1][color=slategray]I'm bi, and I've only ever told my mom and a group of friends I trust. With the later, it was because of an OWL class; Our Whole Lives, a sex-ed thing. So we had a lesbian speaker come in, and so I decided to out myself. The reaction wasn't what I'd expected - everyone took it calmly, and one other kid outed themselves about being bi. Despite knowing I could trust them, I fully expected them to be surprised. And my mom - well, she just knew. She always does. Like she knew who my boyfriend was before I told her. lol[/size][/color]