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  • Under the Bright Light of the Moon


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]The girl above is Grace Radford. Grace is a female and currently sixteen years old. She is a very observant girl, but she isn't talkative and takes a long time to trust others. Grace is an orphan, and she lives on the streets. She has plenty of street smarts, so she wants book smarts. When she trusts someone, Grace is loyal and compassionate. If she gets angry, Grace will becomes sarcastic and rude, but after she calms down, she'll apologize. She can't cook or clean, but she's a great fighter. Grace is an excellent thief, and she can pick locks.
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    [color=black][size=7pt]Grace yawned, slowly pulling herself out of the large trash heap she had been napping in. For most of her young life, she had been living as a homeless person, so she was accustomed to her bed being unsanitary by now. Thankfully, Grace herself was very clean because she went to a public bathhouse nearby to take a shower every day. “Hm. I wonder what my dinner will be today?” she quietly mused, putting her messy hair into a low ponytail. As she wandered the streets, Grace examined all the restaurants, trying to find the easiest one to steal from. After a couple minutes, the girl found herself in a vacant street. “Ah, I wasn't paying attention. I'd better go back.” Before she could turn away, she spotted a bleeding guy laying on the ground. “Sh-t,” she cussed, running towards the man. When she reached him, she attempted to pick him up. Once she had him, she could take him back to her hideout because she had a medicine kit there. Grace couldn't afford a hospital, so that was out of the question. She would just have to treat him herself.

  • Under the Bright Light of the Moon

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]Grace flinched back as the strange male screamed loudly and held onto her sleeve. Laying him on the ground quickly, the brown-haired orphan left to grab her medicine kit and returned to see him spew blood. Wrinkling her nose, Grace gently pressed a soft cloth against the bleeding as she wondered if he would need stitches for his neck wound. “Who bit you?” she curiously asked.

  • Under the Bright Light of the Moon

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]A vampire? He must've hit his head pretty hard. Grace thought with a frown. Vampires didn't exist, right? Shaking her head dubiously, the girl kept the cloth pressed to Zero's neck and waited patiently for the bleeding to stop. If it didn't stop soon, she would have to give him stitches.

  • let's not fall in love ✦ jiyong's chat

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]I have to wear contacts because my dad says I look ugly in glasses. xD


    “maybe they'll make the dreams clearer”
    That made me laugh for some reason. :3


    I only sleep in my contacts if I forget to take them out.
    The problem is that I forget too many times.
    Then I wonder why my eyesight is so bad. /sighs

  • "My Name... is Sasuke Uchiha." *Sasuke Love Story*

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]“Teaching her stuff will be fun!” Atsuko enthused, almost forgetting about the dead ninja. When they stopped in front of the ramen shop, she looked over at Sasuke. “Let's go in.”


    [ I fixed my post~ ]

  • Under the Bright Light of the Moon

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]Not really sure what to do in her current situation, Grace could only watch the man shake in pain. “I don't have any water...” she trailed off, thinking of what she could get him. When he repeated what he had just said, Grace narrowed her eyes and backed up because something about the tone of his voice gave her the chills. “Um, are you okay?” she cautiously asked.

  • Lɪғᴇ ɪs ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ [sɪɢɴᴜᴘs] ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴜɴsᴛᴏᴘᴘᴀʙʟᴇ

    [spoiler=WIP; I'll make a male character later]


    ♔ Melanie


    ❝ No matter what happens, remember to always follow your heart. ❞


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    [size=16pt]THE BASICS[/size]


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    Nickname;; “ If you don't want to use my full name when you address me, call me Melanie! ”


    Gender;; “ Well, I was female the last time I checked. Does that help answer your question? ”


    Age;; “ You shouldn't ask a lady her age! Ha, I'm just kidding. I recently turned three years old. ”


    Breed;; “ Why don't you guess? Come on! You don't want to? Aw, okay. I'm a Labrador. ”


    Rank;; “ I am the deputy of this group. Are you surprised? Heh, I don't blame you~ ”


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    [size=16pt]DIGGING DEEPER[/size]


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    Personality;; answer


    History;; answer


    Kin;;
    • Father: Ralph (Deceased)
    • Mother: Anne (Missing)
    • Brother: Kyle (Deceased)


    Likes;;
    • Relaxing
    • Hunting
    • Conversation
    • Happiness
    • Encouragement
    • Friends


    Dislikes;;
    • Laziness
    • Arguments
    • Cruelty
    • Liars
    • Lectures
    • Sadness


    Strengths;; She is very loyal, encouraging, intelligent, and good at hunting.


    Weakness;; Melanie is very trusting, unable to tell a lie, and overly generous.[/fancypost]


    [font=georgia][size=16pt]LOVE LIFE[/size]


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    Crush;; [color=peachpuff]“ A crush? No, sorry, I don't really have time for that right now. ”


    Mate;; [color=peachpuff]“ Nah, I don't have a mate either. I might get one in the future, though! ”



    [align=center][font=georgia][size=5pt][color=white](c)bokeh[/size]

  • Under the Bright Light of the Moon

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;][color=black][size=7pt]Grace shivered as Zero looked over at her neck again. What was wrong with him? “Um, sorry, but I don't have any food either.” she muttered, wringing her hands nervously. “You think you're a what?” Grace asked, cursing herself for picking up a crazy person. “What the freaking hell?!” she exclaimed as the white-haired guy spoke about drinking her blood.