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- Esmeralda Acidic - 07-16-2011 [html] Esmeralda Acidic Basics
Name Meaning: "Emerald" Physical Appearance
Height & Weight
Lupus: 55lbs, 23in tall, 5ft long Secui: 110lbs, 37in tall, 6ft long Optime 145lbs, 5'10ft fall Prefers Optime form.
General: Esmeralda’s base coat color is a light creamy white color, and she is dappled with patches of light brown and “lilac” coloring. Her grandmother was a lilac color as well, and she takes after her. Her tail is a mixture of browns and lilac and her eyes are a very bright blue color. She has floppy ears. In her optime form, she has brown and lilac streaked hair that is always cute short in the back and then in the front it grows over her left side of her face longer than the rest of her hair. Personality
General:Total princess. Bossy, demanding, cry-baby, princess. She'll bitch and moan and whine until what she wants is done for her. She's extremely lazy and always wants someone to do things for her. She's flirtatious, and charming when she is not whining and crying or being a stuck up bitch. She's dominating of all other creatures, and often will take what she wants, weither everyone accepts it or not. Rather arrogant. She's training with throwing knives and is rather good at it for being a beginner. She's sexual, and she likes a good fuck. She seems to be particular about wolves that a gray and black, thinking that they are ugly creatures. She's also a narcissist. Speech
General Style: Her voice is like a siren's. Beautiful and solid, but she is able to make her voice demonic and loud as well at the drop of a hat. Beliefs & Ideals
Sexuality: bisexual Lifestyle & Behavior
Residence: A hole in the ground on SL land Abilities
Skills: Knife tossing, surgical cuts. Family
Ancestry:
Maternal Grandmother: --
Maternal Grandfather: -- Maternal Aunts: -- Maternal Uncles: -- Mother: Paternal Grandmother: -- Paternal Grandfather: -- Paternal Aunts: -- Paternal Uncles: Father: Ravesque Acidic ♂ Same Generation:
Siblings: Agony Acidic ♀, Jackson Acidic ♂
Half-Siblings: Scorpius D'Angelo ♂ Cousins: Descendents:
Children: n/a
Grandchildren: n/a Nieces: n/a Nephews: n/a History
Past Packs & Ranks: Cult of NB
⋅ Pup: She was born there! Anathema ⋅ Kinshou Yokai: She was transported from New Brunswick to Anathema in Nova Scotia. She was a pup here until she left one day and got lost. Loner ⋅ Pup: She wandered for some time before finding Daisuke Ghanjai whom took her in his care. Anathema ⋅ Zepar: She found her way back home after she made Daisuke her slave. ⋅ ZAnzu: She worked and was promoted to Anzu, before she lost her temper with her mother and her stupid decisions in leadership, and she left. Loner ⋅ Wanderer: She and Daisuke were wanderers for about a month. Salsola ⋅ Associate: She bought Daisuke as her personal slave, the first Associate to ever do so, as well as the fact that she bought her way into the clan with a golden wolf pelt that she gave to Eris Eternity. Mates/flings: ⋅ Daisuke Ghanjai: he is her slave, so she fucks him when she's getting the urge to fuck.
⋅ Itzal: one night fling, though she's willing to fuck him at any time. General: Esmeralda was born to Cinder and Ravesque Acidic in a cult pack in New Brunswick, the same pack that the D’Angelo family fled from. She was born alongside two siblings. Her mother Cinder was accused of being the one to poison the Tribunal, the governing body in that pack, and she was executed before the entire pack. Esmeralda’s father, Ravesque, was unable to do anything but take the children and flee the pack as well, seeking out his ex-lover Naniko D’Angelo and the other D’Angelos who had left for a better life in ‘Souls. They took refuge at the Anathema pack that Naniko D'Angelo led, and a few months of living there and this little princess was not having it. Her and her father got in a fight one afternoon and she had threatened to run away. The poor little princess did not realize that this would be the last time she would see her family in some time since she was so young, and so stupid. She left the cave, and ran away for longer than intended. She got lost within the woods of the mountains, but never found her way home... Character sheet by Sie
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OOC here! Word Count → 000 Esmeralda Acidic is a very bitchy little princess who likes things to be her way or no way. She is generally bitter if you do not look up to par for her tastes so you better buck up or shut up! She doesn't like when people approach her when they are not asked to, and when they are asked, they better do it quickly and then bow at her royalty when they do. If you don't agree that she is the cutest little princess on the face of the earth, she'll do one of two things, whine about it, or take out her anger on you in the most vulgar of ways. She also loves to torture little creatures, and is a dominatrix of sorts. She knows about sex from a young age, and drugs, though she hardly thinks a princess should be caught being high out of her mind now. As far as some skills that she harbors some knife skills, and cutting skills. She's learning how so sew. Active threads: Pending threads: Archive threads: Image by J; table code by the Mentors! <style>.esma-master .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .esma-master p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .esma-master .charname {font-family: 'Love Ya Like A Sister', arial, serif; color:#dfb8df; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;} .esma-master b {color:#dfb8df; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .esma-master {background-color:#353035; background-image:url(http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... master.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #000000; } .esma-master .inner {margin:325px 5px 0px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border-size:1px; border-width:1px; border-style: solid solid none solid; border-color:#0F0F1A;} .esma-master p.wordcount {color:#dfb8df; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; border-top:1px solid #000000; text-align:center; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-indent:0px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] - Esmeralda Acidic - 07-16-2011 [html] ANATHEMA GAME POINTS Word Count → 000 3 point posts(300+ word posts):
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- Esmeralda Acidic - 10-07-2011 TABLES [html] I am the mastermind
OOC here! Word Count → 000 You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand, yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand, yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand,yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. Image by J; table code by the Mentors! <style>.esma-master .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .esma-master p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .esma-master .charname {font-family: 'Love Ya Like A Sister', arial, serif; color:#dfb8df; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;} .esma-master b {color:#dfb8df; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .esma-master {background-color:#353035; background-image:url(http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... master.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #000000; } .esma-master .inner {margin:325px 5px 0px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border-size:1px; border-width:1px; border-style: solid solid none solid; border-color:#0F0F1A;} .esma-master p.wordcount {color:#dfb8df; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; border-top:1px solid #000000; text-align:center; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-indent:0px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] [html] You'll just have to believe in me
OOC here! Word Count → 000 You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand, yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand, yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. You forgot to tell me how much you love me before you left me to rot inside my mind. Why can't we just say things that we both want to say without silence between us two, or mixed signals that attach me to you like glue? We fully understand,yet completely misunderstand each other, and we expect to have the world under our feet, bowing in front of us and letting us take it over just like that. You know, I like this world where we rule all, because in the end, it's just you and me at the top of the world, nobody else. In the end, we will win, and let's keep it that way, without the lack of communication that we tend to fall prey to at times. Image by J; table code by the Mentors! <style>.esma-omg .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px;} .esma-omg p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .esma-omg .charname {font-family: 'Love Ya Like A Sister', arial, serif; color:#ffefec; margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;} .esma-omg b {color:#ffefec; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .esma-omg {background-color:#50423b; background-image:url(http://i776.photobucket.com/albums/yy46 ... smaomg.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:427px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #000000; } .esma-omg .inner {margin:225px 5px 0px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border-size:1px; border-width:1px; border-style: solid solid none solid; border-color:#0F0F1A;} .esma-omg p.wordcount {color:#ffefec; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; border-top:1px solid #000000; text-align:center; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-indent:0px;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] [html]
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Bum bum bum bum goes the drumming of the beat that is your heart. The drum, it's a beautiful instrument, taking them out would be loosing a beat or a heart, and without a beating of a heart, it's hard to stay in tune, to not run all over the place while the drum is missing. The spirit of the music seems to lose itself, the soft singing of the guitar, the harp, oh how beautiful it is, the earthy air of the drum is what connects the sky to the earth, the earth with the sky, the stars able to crash down to the earth if it found the need to. Now here I am, sitting in control, the heartbeat is mine to control, and if I stop, then so does the life of the music. The earth disconnects from the sky, and the stars float in the air endlessly tonight. Without the sky, without the earth, we are nothing.
Bum bum bum bum goes the drumming of the beat that is your heart. The drum, it's a beautiful instrument, taking them out would be loosing a beat or a heart, and without a beating of a heart, it's hard to stay in tune, to not run all over the place while the drum is missing. The spirit of the music seems to lose itself, the soft singing of the guitar, the harp, oh how beautiful it is, the earthy air of the drum is what connects the sky to the earth, the earth with the sky, the stars able to crash down to the earth if it found the need to. Now here I am, sitting in control, the heartbeat is mine to control, and if I stop, then so does the life of the music. The earth disconnects from the sky, and the stars float in the air endlessly tonight. Without the sky, without the earth, we are nothing.
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