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baaa. snagged from everyone and your mom.

Most of you on my flist don't really know my original characters personally. Small wonder, I don't really write much for them beyond RPing, though I really should. To remedy this to some small degree and give you a small introduction to the madness, I propose this

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Oliver - Hotpants.

Ria - Snow.

James - Christmas.

Kenneth - Mornings.

Leila - Jealousy.

Oliver

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There was this game that Oliver liked to play. It was called 'see-how-annoyed-you-can-get-the-wife-without-getting-beat.'

Most of the time, he failed, because Skuld would either laugh at him and walk away, or swat him over the head with whatever happened to be in her hand at the time (More often than not, these days, it was a bottle or a diaper, which was unfortunate.)

A lot of the time, he'd be surfing the internet, and, being a guy, would poke curiously into lingerie sites. Then he would promptly point out things he thought Skuld would look hot in.

The page he currently had open showed a pair of rather tight hot pink hotpants."Hey, Kitty!" He called over his shoulder, grinning a little and leaning back in his chair. The twins were in the other room, watching that stupid cartoon that was the only thing that'd get them to fall asleep, so he knew there was no danger in either one toddling their way in

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MAYBE FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY, OLIVER.

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Oliver: BUT THAT'S NOT FOR LIKE MONTHS.

[hezul]

Haruka: a light in the dark

Amaryllis: Family

Jane: Dreams

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She couldn't sleep. She was naked, her back pressed up against Hayden's chest because that was the only way she was ever warm, and she could hear him breathing in her ear. It was likely he was the reason she couldn't fall asleep, but there were other reasons too, there always had been, for her insomnia. Thinking too much about things tended to do that

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Mary didn't measure her family in the people whose blood ran through her veins. She measured her family in the people who she had grown up knowing, the people who hugged her when she fell down and scraped her knee when she was six, the people who were at her first concert, screaming from the front row.

Mary counts herself lucky to have such a big family. Still, there's always that person who is most important to her, and she always seems, through all her smiles and hopes and optimism, to still be dreaming of that man who took her heart with him when he died without his daughter even knowing his name.

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Ten figures stood

Then there was nine

eight

seven

six

five

four

three

two

one

shifting, spinning, falling, blood and noise and tears and screaming

there was one person left but god she couldn't see her face and that sword couldn't be

inertia, the ground is tipping up and throwing her away, out out out

Jane jerks awake, sitting bolt upright in her bed, her eyes wide, her body coated in cold sweat and her sheet clutched to her chest, teddy bear lying forgotten at her side.

She had to find a way to do something about this. She couldn't let that happen.

[korrigan]

Ria: Candles and cards

Haruka: Starburst

Ria

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Ria still practiced things that she had learned growing up, despite being away from her mother, and struggling now with a faith of some larger power beyond the spirits in the things all around them.

Still, there were a few things she would do, although she hadn't dared to do them months ago when everyone still drew breath.

Setting candles down in the living room of the apartment where she, Kane, and now Ris lived, late at night after the other two had gone to bed, she lit each one, one by one, silently remembering what her mother had told her each symbolized.

Then she pulled from a satin pouch she kept under her pillow a deck of worn tarot cards, shuffling the familiar cardboard cards between her hands, before carefully laying them down.

It was a long time before she touched the first one, turning it over.

At the sight of skull and black, she pulled the cards together quickly, blowing the candles out.

She shouldn't have even considered it.

Haruka

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She threw her arms out, after screaming for the rest of the team to run. Six seconds down, this was a stupid idea, and she wouldn't do it if she just didn't have any other option.

The Angels were almost down the stairs, and she released every single particle of energy she had in her body, burning powerful cutting light, bright and hot as the star. The building erupted in flames around her, burning everything and everyone inside, but from outside, all that those who survived would say, is for a moment, it looked as if a star had crashed to earth.

[trinities]

Haruka - Death
Ariela - Selfishness
Kenneth - Freedom
Leila - Running for our lives

Haruka

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If you asked her about why she always warned Gabe that he was in charge if she died, she'd say she was comfortable with it. Gabe operated on the same wavelength as Haruka, and she felt like despite him feeling himself incapable, he'd be up to it

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Ariela had never been a selfish person. She'd been raised to be grateful for what she had, and to enjoy the simpler things in life.

That was before she discovered she had the ability to tell people to do whatever she wanted them to do. It was something she just did in moderation at first. Her words had a power she couldn't have imagined, and she didn't want to take advantage of it.

It wasn't until she'd asked him for her first kiss that she'd realized she could get anything she ever wanted with her power.

Kenneth

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Every second of his life Kenneth had held himself back. Withdrawn his power, withdrawn his abilities, kept himself chained within himself to avoid breaking out and becoming the type of person to get noticed. He'd done it all for Theodore, because his friend couldn't look after himself. Because he needed Kenneth there.

The first time Kenneth kissed Theodore, he felt like he was free from a thousand lies he told himself so many times he couldn't remember what they even were, just that they were all fake and the links that binded him into who he was supposed to be, not who he was.

The next moment he felt free from the chains was after the swords had destroyed both people he loved. He'd killed someone.

He couldn't remember who it was. It didn't matter.

But it was there, and he'd singled out every piece of iron in their blood and ripped them apart with it.

He hadn't been able to do that before.

It was freeing.

Ba Lin Yao

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[Prompt because snapple posted it on the wrong post]

Lin hadn't realized she'd fallen in love when she had. her heart had been cold and hard and it wasn't until she had agreed to marry Bing that she realized she loved him. There was so much about the world she hated, but it was surprising how just one person could make her smile, and feel as though the world wasn't such a bitter place.

It was in his memory she turned from being a destroyer of humanity to trying to save it. Because while they were both fighting for the side of the Earth... She somehow knew, he may have just been there because she'd needed him. And she'd lost him to that fight, so she didn't want to fight it anymore. She wanted to stand against everything she'd thought was the way of doing things, and so she did. In her grief, and in his honor.

Re: Ba Lin Yao

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...omg I suck. ;__;

Re: Ba Lin Yao

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XD ♥ good thing I get comment notifications.