Posts by ~ElfienPorkypyne123~

"He does seem like a bit of an annoying pretty boy," Isaye said with a playful smirk, her eyes softening slightly at the sight of the butterflies. It was hard to believe this girl was a demon if such tender creatures could find her so approachable. "So what brought you two to the city?"

Layla bobbed her head, the shorter strands of her hair falling out of her tie and framing her face. "Interesting."

"Well, you do photography. To me, that's really interesting," Layla said with light laughter.

"I understand," Isaye told Sophia, her expression turning neutral as she took a moment to think. She didn't dare ask any more personal questions, mostly because it was obvious the demon didn't want to answer them, but also because she didn't want to spark up too much curiosity about her own life. "You're really likable for a demon, do you know that?" she mused.

Layla smiled. "Could I see it? The picture, that is."

"How long does it take to usually get developed?" Layla asked curiously. She really didn't know a thing about cameras.

Damon finished his second donut before hopping down from the counter and putting the box away, standing in the pantry once more to find something else to eat. He picked out a bag of Doritos and made his way to the game room.

~ElfienPorkypyne123~ wrote:

{ Maybe I'm a different breed. Maybe I'm not listening. }
|| Dakota || "Kody" || Colette || 17 ||

. b a s i c .

Name: Dakota Faith Colette
Nickname: Koda or Kody
Gender: Female
Birthday: January 8
Age: 17
Birth Place: Madison, Wisconsin

. l o o k s .

Hair: Her hair is dark brown and long, with a lot of layers and a thick fringe.
Eyes: Slate grey
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 116 lbs
Body Modifications: She has a lip piercing, as well as a couple others on each ear. As of now, she doesn't have any tattoos.
Clothing Style: Dakota wears anything from band t's to weird old lady sweaters. She almost always wears skinny jeans of various colors, though, and her shoes tend to be either her black leather boots or her converse.

. i n s i d e .

Personality: Dakota is quiet and "calm" when you first meet her. She is very intelligent and has a massive imagination, allowing her to zone out and write or read for hours at a time. She's always been a great student, and has been known as a nerd because of that as well as her interest in "nerdy" and "geeky" things, such as technology, sci-fi, fantasy, science, and the like. While she is good at ignoring these remarks and tends to keep to herself as much as possible, it is just as often that she lashes out with her sharp tongue and secretly energetic, cunning personality, even though deep within it is a shred of doubt about herself.
History: When she was ten, Dakota's parents got divorced, and soon after, her father was arrested for dealing drugs. It never really bugged her, though, since they never were close, and she knew what he did was wrong. Her grandmother ended up moving in once Kody's little brother was old enough and her mom had to return to work to support the family. They were considered poor, but that didn't affect their love for one another.
Likes: Music of almost any genre (but especially most types of rock, punk, and some k-pop here and there), playing piano and guitar, writing, reading well-written novels, the Internet, video games
Dislikes: Bullies (obviously), meat (she's a vegetarian), when people talk really loud without any reason

. o u t s i d e .

Friends: [Would anyone want to be friends with her?]
Crush: None... yet.
Family: Her mother and her grandmother, as well as her little six year old brother named Sam.
Best Friend: [....]

. o t h e r .

Favorite Song: Currently, it's The A-Team by Ed Sheeran.
Favorite Band(s): My Chemical Romance, Paramore, Mayday Parade, Ed Sheeran, Mumford & Sons, and many more.
Favorite Color(s): Orange, but more of a rusty orange, like the color you can see during a sunset.
Other:

[font=franklin gothic book]{ It's empty in the valley of your heart. The sun, it rises slowly as you walk away from all the fears and all the faults you've left behind. }
|| William || "Will" || Bellemore || 18 ||

. b a s i c .

Name: William Trenton Bellemore
Nickname: Will
Gender: Male, quite obviously.
Birthday: July 16
Age: 18
Birth Place: Victorville, California

. l o o k s .

Hair: Will has brown hair with a bit of a natural orange tint, and it's ridiculously messy just about 24/7, with strands sticking up every which way.
Eyes: He has hazel eyes that tend to switch from green to brown and vise versa, usually depending on the colors he's surrounded by and the lighting.
Height: 6', right on the mark.
Weight: 164 lbs
Body Modifications: None.
Clothing Style: Will doesn't have a specific style. Usually just a plain shirt or button-down with some blue jeans and his Vans will suffice, but he's not afraid to dress up a bit if he has to.

. i n s i d e .

Personality: Will is a social butterfly who gets along with just about everyone, and effortlessly too. He has a bright mind, a humorous outlook on things, and the ability to behave if need be. Sometimes he can be just a bit too unique, though, since he never feels the need to conform to a certain group, and has the interests of many. This, of course, can lead to him getting off topic when he's around the wrong people at the wrong time.
History: Will grew up in a family of girls, besides his dad, of course, but he was away on business most of the time. His life was fairly normal under those circumstances, until the month of October when he was 13 years old. He had two sisters. One was 19 at the time, and the other was 16. Hailey and Josie. Well, while he was at soccer practice, he got a call saying that Josie was found lying dead in the bathroom, with a massive amount of prescription pills in her body. He was good at hiding his grief, even though he was devastated. Now he's gotten over it, though, and it's just another thing that keeps him fighting to live life to its fullest, as if he could live the rest of Josie's for her.
Likes: Sports (he plays soccer, football, some lacrosse, and he swims), laughing, socializing, talking, making someone laugh, video games, his hair (x3),
Dislikes: When people don't appreciate life, classical music, drawing because he really sucks at it xD

. o u t s i d e .

Friends: [Would anyone like to volunteer? x3]
Crush: None, yet, even though he can be quite the flirt at times.
Family: His mother, his father, and his older sister Hailey. Josie, too, even though she's not around anymore.
Best Friend:

. o t h e r .

Favorite Song: Right now, his favorite song is Professional Griefers by Deadmau5 ft. Gerard Way.
Favorite Band(s): Taylor Swift (jkjk, xD), All Time Low, Deadmau5, Eminem, Green Day, Foo Fighters, and many more.
Favorite Color(s): Blue. Any shade of it, and he'll love it all the same.
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[font=franklin gothic book]Blah, I'm finally done after taking a ridiculous amount of time because of procrastination. :3

[ Thanks. ^^ ]

Dakota sat in the field, her back pressed against Minoru's stomach as the large creature laid on his side, his long tail wrapping around so it's barbed tip sat beside Dakota's feet. On her lap sat a thick, hard-covered book, leather-bound and ancient-looking as she turned the page and dust sprung from the crease. Another chapter, which meant another short break. "Do you want to fly around or something?" she asked Minoru and tilted her head up to look at him. He had to curve his lengthy neck to be able to meet her eyes. "If you'd like to, little one," he answered, and in response, Dakota got to her feet.

A golden dragon with brilliant sapphire eyes circled like a hawk through the sky. Will grinned down at his companion, pressing his legs tighter against her sides as she went into a sudden dive. Thankfully, a saddle was between him and the fluorescent scales today, otherwise his legs would be all torn up much like the many times before. "How are you doing?" Novia asked as she came into an even flight, her giant wings stretching to maintain their height. She turned her square head back for a second to look at her Rider. "Perfectly fine, thanks. It's a good day for flying," Will said to her, and she gave a huff of agreement and whipped her head forward again.

Kazuma went out to the soccer field with the other boys.

Hitomi moved up the keys, pressing at the higher notes as she started an entirely different song that she had learned a couple days before.

"Well, just because you're a demon doesn't mean you're automatically evil, or that you have to act a certain way." Isaye looked at Sophie with a serious expression.

"So just don't hurt people," Isaye told her with a shrug. "I know it's harder than it sounds, but obviously it's possible if you manage to do it as much as you do."

"You'll find that blood doesn't mean everything," Isaye said quietly. "I used to be an angel, right? Well, I'm hardly considered one anymore. All because of my mind, and the emotions I felt most strong about."

"Get ready for a cork screw," Novia alerted Will, and he had just enough time to get a tighter grip on the spikes lining her spine before she threw herself to the side and completed a full circle. They were pretty far up now, high enough so that Novia had to share some of her energy with Will to keep him breathing normally. It was cold too, and the feeling of the clouds just overheard ran a shiver through his body.

Just as Dakota got to her feet and was about to climb onto Minoru's arm, she heard shouting come from across the field. Freezing in mid-action, her head whipped around to try to see who it was coming from. "Mount, and I will take you to look," Minoru stated in a bored tone. She was so predictable to him most of the time, considering they had been companions for how long now. Dakota stuck her tongue out at the maroon dragon, but she did as he said, anxious to find out what had happened. With one thrust of his wings, they were quickly pulled into the air, and they proceeded to glide close to the ground before landing by the group forming around Minnie. "What happened?" Dakota gasped, leaping off of Minoru before jogging over to them.

Hitomi began singing along to it in a light, surprisingly soft voice to match the flowing sound of the piano. Her tail flicked on top the bench with the beat, and her ears leaned forward each time she pressed on the foot pedal.

Hitomi's ears suddenly flattened against her head, having finally detected someone walking her. She froze and stopped singing, then slowly took her hands from the piano as she turned around. Her ears straightened at the sight of Devon. "Oh, hi," she greeted with a small, embarrassed smile as she ran her fingers through her hair.

Dakota nodded and knelt down at Minnie's side without a question. A choked sound escaped her mouth as she wondered what she could possibly say to comfort the girl. "Luna's right," she finally said, looking down her with a soft gaze. "You're obviously not fine, but you're not going to die either. Someone's gonna go get a doctor, and you'll be better in no time." She paused, pressing her lips together for a moment while she thought. "Where does it hurt the most?"

Novia dropped in altitude, her head rising as she glanced around. Will's ears popped slightly at the sudden change, but he was too curious about her reasoning to even notice. "What?" he asked. "Someone's nearby... And they're very distressed. I can feel it," the golden dragon explained, and turned to go look for whoever it was.

"Thanks," Hitomi said, folding her arms over her chest as she smiled. A true one this time. "I've been playing since I was like, 7, so hopefully I have at least some skill to show off with."

Dakota noticed the look of doubt in Minnie's eyes, and instead of confusion, her expression shifted to one of utmost solemness as she stared down at the injured rider. "Don't even think that we're lying to you. Does this face look like its lying?" she asked, jabbing a finger toward the side of her own cheek. "You probably broke some bones, may have some internal bleeding, but you're still breathing now. If you don't try and believe you can survive, then how will it happen?"

Hitomi laughed. "If you insist." She stretched her arms out in front of her over dramatically before turning around and placing her fingers on the keys and joking, "Hold onto your socks." She began playing, a song that was by one of her favorite musicians. Her voice soon joined with the thrum of the piano.