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Main blog:Roleplaying
Birthday:September 2nd 1991
Education:High school
Service Attendance:Rarely
Race/lineage:White / Caucasian
Location:United States

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Body Size:Athletic
Height:5' 9" (175 cm)
Vision:No assisted eyewear
Hair Color:Honey Blonde
Hair Style:Straight - Long
Facial Hair:None
Skin Tone:Pale
Best Feature:Hands
Clothing Pref.:Nude
Undies:Briefs - Bikini
Piercing Info:Ears
More Details:I have a scar on my knee from football. I have a scar on my thumb from baking brownies last Mother's Day. I have a scar on my hip from the giant mass of bone the doctors removed from me, and I have a scar down my back from my spinal fusion. I have about six feet of titanium in my back. Sounds cool, huh?

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Relationship Status:Single - Never Married
Family Info:I have an older half-brother, a little brother, my mom, and a bunch of cars.
Sexual Preference:Straight/Heterosexual
Astrological Sign:Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept 22)
Existing as:Angel- two wings
Smoking:No Way
Your Home:Live with parents
Biography/About:I have a very vivid life... I don't know how to begin. Go to my blog to check it out.
Likes:Having someone read my stories, AIM, blogging, reading, typing. The usual stuff.
Dislikes:Hair products; sexism; racism;stereotypes; anti-choice; profanity
Interests:Lingerie, boys, love, Japan, Relions outside of mine (RLC), Mother Russia

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Rum finally ran in and bit Ame's broken arm savagely. She hissed with pain and let out and light shriek before punching the dog's nose. Rum yelped and quickly let go of her. Kyle smiled deeply and turned to Faith. "Hey, mercenary! Ame's talking shit about your-" Then he saw that Faith wasn't even conscious. He rolled his eyes and turned his attention to the fight before realizing, "Damn! Who's fighting that spider?" Dessdemoda looked toward Kyle and also noticed that Faith was missing. Unlike Kyle, though, Dessdemoda began to chase after the spider with Alex in its womb. In the meantime,...
As soon as the spider started to clumsily walk away, Rum spang to his feet, and began to bark at it. The puppy barked so much anyways that it to was overlooked. Tari made the first move. She leapt onto Ame, and shoved her to the ground. Ame gasped in fake pain as she gripped her borken arm. Tari let up for a split second, just enought time for Ame to kick her off. Tari hit the ground hard, and lay motionless for a second or two. Ame dusted herself off, and turned her back, only to be knocked to the ground again. Kyle smirked, thoroughly enjoying the catfight he had started. Now if only he...
While the two stared each other, the spider turned toward Alex. The assassin drew his sword to fight it, but before he could do a thing, the spider opened its massive body to reveal a massive mouth. Alex was scared stiff, and then the spider ate him whole. Faith stared in horror, but was also transmorguified. He didn't even scream. The killing was so silent that only the mercenary had seen, and she fainted so silently that no one noticed. The spider, now satisfied, lazily tried to walk down the cliff. Alex kicked within the stomach, making it difficult for the spider to walk. It tried to...
Eat it!
"Go eat it Rum!" Tari commanded. Rum snarled at the eight legged creature, and lunged towards it. "Tari!" Ame cried, "Rum can't eat that! He'll get sick!" Tari shoved Ame backwards, "Don't tell me how to take care of my dog, 'rum burner'." She narrowed her eyes. Ame grabbed onto Alex's arm, to balance herself. "That's all you ever think about! Shouldn't you be more worried about the fate of your friends and family, instead a stupid bottle of rum?" Tari shoved her again, this time, making her stumble backwards. "Don't tell me where my priorities should lie either." Ame...

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