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Sailor Wars 2012 - Sailor Alenia
Name: Samara Esther Eve Daem-Alain, Crown Princess of Alenia
Birthday: The 18th day in the month of the Phoenix (August 27 according to the Earth calendar)
Skin: Soft complexion, naturally fair-skinned, but with a slight tan from spending time in the sun.
Height: 5' 6"
Likes: Samara is very studious, so she likes anything that she can learn something from: books, exploring, traveling, and talking with her people and fellow travelers. She also has a huge passion for writing, something that developed during her studies. She would write what she thought about what she learned, and she eventually started weaving her own stories together.
Dislikes: Samara is deathly afraid of fire. She was stuck in a freak shop fire when she was fifteen, during which she lost her boyfriend, Kaze Minarai. It is due to this that even the smallest flame will make her nervous, because she connects it with her loss, and fears she'll l
Sailor War: Sailor Charis
Name: Chiné Caethian
Birthday: April 24
Current Home: Signal Village, a super small lakeside village in the heart of the Terraced Hills mountain range in Northern Nevada.
Family: Her father died when she was a baby, and her mother died when she was 16. Her brother, Eibol, is her only living family left.
Likes: Paranormal Investigation. She loves feeling connected to the afterlife, and believes that by doing this, she can help those in limbo move on to heaven.
Dislikes: When things go wrong.
Strong Points: Chiné is thoughtful, and always strives to put others before herself. She is very good with listening to the problems that her friends might be dealing with, and is really good at coming up with strategies for investigating, battles, and even just silly little tasks her and her friends do.
Contest Excerpt No. 3
Samara closed her eyes and inhaled. She focused her concentration on her enemy, then exhaled while opening her eyes. She glared at her enemy, then raised her hands, palms facing the enemy.
A light flashed from her hands, and her enemy passed out.
Her sister looked at her in amazement.
"Wow! That was so cool! How did you do that?" Sabrina said, a mischievous glint in her emerald green eyes.
Samara smiled. "It's quite simple, actually. You have to completely focus on your enemy, and imagine your enemy falling into a deep sleep. You cast the spell, and, viola! Got it?"
Sabrina nodded. "Yeah, I think."
"Okay, then let's try it."
"Um Don't you think we should wake up Trent, first?" Sabrina and Samara glanced at the "enemy," their cousin Trent, whom they forced to be their practice target while Samara taught Sabrina how to use Lifesong.
Trent rolled onto his back and snored loudly.
"Nah," Samara said. "We'll just have you practice the Sleep Lifesong later. Do you w
Contest excerpt No. 2
The door opened with a click as Kaze trotted into the cottage, a large bag of groceries slung over his shoulder. Whistling, he disappeared into the kitchen.
Manos raised an eyebrow at Samara. She closed her eyes and sighed.
"Kaze," she called.
Kaze's head appeared in the doorway. "Yeah?"
Samara glanced at him over her shoulder. "C-can you come out here for a sec?"
"Sure." Kaze walked over and kissed Samara's cheek. "What's up?"
Samara hesitated. "May I see your hand?" Kaze held out his left hand. She shook her head. "No, your other hand." He held out his bandaged right hand. Samara took it into hers and started to examine it, searching for the end of the cloth bandage. When she finally found it, she gently pulled the end and began to unravel it. Kaze snatched his hand away.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Samara glared at her husband. "I want to see your hand."
"Kaze," Manos interjected, "I suggest you listen to your wife."
Kaze hesitated, then held out his hand again in defea
Contest exerpt No. 1
KAZE BEGAN TO charge towards Kaine. Kaine braced himself while taking out his pistol. Then, with a sick grin plastered to his face, he raised his arm and pulled the hammer down on his gun.
Kaze skidded to a halt and froze. For a moment, he wanted to move, but couldn't. It was as if his feet were planted to the ground.
All it took was that single moment of hesitation for Kaine to pull the trigger.
Samara charged towards Kaze and shoved him away before the bullet hit him.
Kaze watched in horror as the lead bullet of Kaine's pistol penetrated Samara's thin, delicate waist.
Suddenly, everything seemed as if it were in slow motion.
Samara's back arched gracefully as she fell to the ground, a mix of shock, fear, and agony in her eyes.
Kaze ran towards her and caught her before she hit the ground.
Kaine straightened up and cackled at what he had caused.
Samara looked up at Kaze from his arms, eyes full of pain and tears pouring down her cheeks. The pain that radiated through her body ke
Fire, rubble, heat.
Fear, love, agony.
Within a matter seconds, all of my memories,
All of the amusement of the childhood we've shared…
Has it only been four years?
It seems more like forty,
Since the last time I saw your face,
The last time I heard your laugh,
The last time we smiled.
What have you been up to?
I know you're long gone, dead, departed,
But it still seems as if you're here,
Right next to me.
An adventure that I thought would never come to its end,
A journey with no beginning,
That's what led me here, to this room…
As I stare into the face of that long forgotten friend,
My surroundings, my companions,
And it was just you and me.
Has it only been four years?
It seems more like forty,
But now, here you are,
Standing right in front of me.
And now, let's rid of the memories of our forgotten past,
And create memories for our crystal future.
Long ago, before our great-grandparents were around, in the world of Jagat, there was a great war between two countries.
The first country, Cascata, was a peaceful country. Ruled by Queen Chailyn, Cascata was home of the most beautiful and serene lake in Jagat, Tanginika, and also the cultural center. They worship anything made of water, from water nymphs to the water goddess, Naida, herself. The people of Cascata are famous for basically anything they make or do, and are greatly admired by the countries of Avani and Briseas.
The second country, Adish, however, is greatly looked down upon, especially by the Cascatians. It was a very dark and evil place, and looked to the fire god, Paytah, for help. It was ruled by the horrible and evil King Edan, who detested the Cascatians.
One night, when the Cascatians were dreaming in their waterbeds, the Adishans assaulted the small town of Misu, killing all of its inhabitants and starting a Great War that lasted 100 years.
The HeartThe Heart
Have you ever seen
in your life
than the beauty of
one that is pure
and full of light—
or have you seen
in your life
than the malicious ways of
shrouded in darkness, never to see
the beauty of light again—
to never feel
a heart guided by light
is always the hero,
to our survival,
and seals away the darkness
in our hearts—
a heart captured by darkness
is nefarious and
brings the end to the lives
what about you—
is your heart
benevolent or malevolent—
is it filled with the beauty of light
or cursed with the need
The Little Girl in the Yellow Nightgown GTChristoph let out a soft grunt as something tiny and warm pressed into his abdomen. Frowning with confusion, the young giant began to sit up in bed, careful not to lose focus on that little tiny feeling on his skin. Rubbing his dark facial scruff, Christoph reached with his other hand to flip the switch of the bed side lamp- he gasped as light flooded his tired eyes, and waited for his pupils to adapt…
The giant then gently removed his bed covers, and gazed down at his bare stomach and breathed out sharply.
The sight before him was astonishing- a girl, a tiny little thumbing of a girl lay shivering on his skin… She had dark long hair, the color of a panther's coat, and skin (much tanner and darker than Christoph's) which was as warm and brown as golden hot chocolate.. Christoph felt his eyebrows furrow as he thought, 'How in the universe has such a little morsel ended up here?"
Christoph was never fond of eating humans- squirmy, fatless little things… B
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.30
There was no way you would consider the current body reaction, the extreme shaking, the dryness of your lips, and the moistness that came to your eyes, was due to Jack being so very close to you. Extremely close. Those large bright blue eyes bore into yours with exquisite curiosity and illusionary worry, because your thoughts believed that was the only thing it could be; an illusion.
Your body trembled even more as you gazed back at the reflection of yourself that should never have existed in those eyes. It couldn’t exist. The person in those eyes looked lost and scared, which you had always tried your very best to avoid in any kind of situation. But the worst part in that reflecting image was the love-struck look you had fathom about for years and never had the accuracy to define it correctly.
Jack moved forward and you stepped back, lifting your hands to rub your eyes and blinked several times. Maybe there was something caught in your eyes, a speck of dust, maybe? Perhap
Facing Your Fears :: 6Rehabilitation Process: Day 6...
The days were passing by. Though Persephone seemed keen to keep interacting with Terrence while her sight was impaired, Flora continued pestering her older sister about removing her makeshift blindfold or at least accustoming herself to touching Terrence. She refused to believe that her sister wasn't ready for this next step, as Persephone had been talking to Terrence recently without so much as stuttering even once. Obviously she had been growing more comfortable with the giant spider over the course of the week yet each time Flora suggested their next course of action, Persephone would a way to dodge it.
Unfortunately, Terrence also proved little to no help coercing Persephone; he wanted her to progress at her own pace and didn't in the slightest want to force her into some situation she was uncomfortable with. He sought her trust, after all, and forcing her to touch him might risk that trust. He constantly told Flora th
Neither A Light, Nor A Heat - Part 1Cold wind whistled through the gorge that cut through the Ascarlin Mountains, sending a shiver through Lyne that rattled all the way down to the bone. Below, autumn colors were settling into the woods that surrounded the city of Negav. People were tending warm hearths, cooking dinner as the heat radiated out into the room and melted off the chill starting to settle in. Snow was rare in Felarya's only permanent human settlement, but that knowledge did little to make the winter rains less frigid.
Lyne pulled his cloak around him and hunched forward, trying to keep his hands from the iron barrel of his rifle, which refused to hold any heat. His shirt and pants were at least warm enough to keep the chill off of his wire-thin body, and the mop of loose, curly hair was thick enough to hold in what heat he managed to acquire.
"Liven up, son," said the driver next to him. He dug his elbow into Lyne's side, and about knocked the young man over. "You look like you're keeping a graveyard watch."
Myth City Role-Play: Part One
(I most likely made this look more epic than I ought. But I wanted to do a crime noir style with this one. >w> )
This was done between :iconShadowdancer172: and :iconJessica-Rae-3:. She plays the part of Adair and was the one t start the prompt. I slightly rephrased her first part to fit in a story mode. Enjoy.
Hugh, a werewolf, is a police officer in a city that mixes humans and mythical creatures; which, of course, makes his job much more difficult. While most of these mythical creatures choose to stay in their natural forms, a few - more specifically, the larger ones - appear as humans, so that they can live more comfortably in a human-sized city.
One day, Hugh had to go a few miles outside of the city, into a deep forest, to check up on one person who hasn't paid their taxes or even really visited the city, as far as he knew, in quite a while.
When he reached their home, he grimaced. It's clear this p
Embroidered 12 ( LevixReader AU)
You, Petra and Levi had moved your little group project upstairs in the family loft. The storm had gotten even worse as time flew by. Working by nothing but the light of the candles and flashlights you were just about finished with your group project. All you had to do was print out the statistics and pie chart and you all were done but of course, the power is out and there's no telling when it's going to come back on again. Your laptop was the only source of entertainment but no one could agree on what movie to watch. And no one meaning You and Levi. So here the three of you were. Sprawled out on the floor in the loft staring into the sky light watching as the rain tapped violently against it and the lightning flashed. Normally, thunderstorms would put you to sleep but this is totally different. Your teeth began to ache due to the munchies you had gotten and your stomach cursed you out loudly for neglecting to fill it up. Levi and Petra both heard this and exchanged looks at ea
Jelsa Edo-jidai AU: Cherry Tree's Branch
Fifty years of a mortal's life
Would be but a fleeting moment
Contrast with the life of Geten
It is nothing but a very dream and illusion
But once they are given life from God
There is no such thing that do not perish
Unless we consider this very seed of awakening
It is a grievous truth indeed
That was the only way Jack was able to summarize his situation upon his arrival at Toketsu Castle.
The Tenshu (main castle tower) was three-stories high, and though small, demonstrates the design required of a castle during periods of war. Standing tall with the height of 164 shaku (164 ft), Jack realized it looked even magnificent up close. The stone walls with large moats and four layers turrets encircles the inner tower of plaster, especially built in order to prevent enemies' siege to scale the walls. But that wasn't what discouraged him the most—It was the size of the annexes and the gard
Myth City Role-Play: Part Two
(I love the pic still! )
It wasn't until about a week later when Judy was sitting in her office that she got the phone call. She was chewing on some gum while filing down her nails since this was her break, but of course someone would call at that moment. She shouted at the other cubicles, "Phone call!"
No one responded.
She sucked her teeth and then answered the phone with a grumble, "Mythos Taxing Relief. This is Judy Sanders. How may I help you?"
Adair paused, sighed, and replied, in a slightly strained voice (it took a huge amount of effort to degrade himself this way), "I'm having a little trouble, paying bills." He took another breath. He supposed he'd have to tell her the reason, then... "My family has acquired a debt, and I don't have the money." He said shortly, irritation in his tone. He knew he was supposed to be 'polite' or something like that...but it was so difficult, when all he felt like doing was picking a good
The Pink Mist Ninja 2Ike, a small water filled country on the western part of Japan which was recently hostility taken over by forces of the larger northern country of Naga in a single night. To the Pink Mist this was something she didn't care about but for her next mission she had to know everything about it as much as possible.
In a small inn in the country of Kotoko south of Ike rested a rather chubby man dressed as a lord as he sat in peasant conditions. He was Loz, former head ruler of Ike and had fled the country as Naga invaded his lands. As he stared out at the moon bathed flower gardens, he felt a sudden gust behind him and turn around to see a ninja wearing a pink head mask with matching gloves and tabi socks with black top and trousers which had two pink vertical lines running up her suit on both sides with a sword strap to her back.
"You, you are the Pink Mist?" Loz asked as his voice quivered a little.
"Yes, what did you want to hire me for?" She spoke in a clam tone as she crossed her arms.
The Queen's Festival
-Held the day before the coronation of the new queen and her king consort
--Princess Samara and her husband, Kaze, are being crowned Queen and King
-Festival has a special significance this year
--Great War occurred exactly one year ago
--The final battle was fought where the location of the festival is, the Sanctus Castellum, a citadel in ruins from that battle
--One tower remains intact.
---The Sword of Light, the source of protection for Alenia and it's allies from their enemies, and the symbol of Alenia's victory in the war, is on a pedestal on the balcony of the tower
-Samara and Kaze enter the citadel.
--Samara solemnly looks up at the Sword of Light as she enters.
---She was the one to place it there.
---She and Kaze are considered war heroes for their acts of bravery in the Great War
-A group of citizens begin to dance to music being played by a band of minstrels, and Samara and Kaze join in.
-Samara and Kaze sneak away from th
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