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Song playing :
Dead Man's Party - Oingo Boingo

Last Update : Jan 2nd, 2008


Trudging through the graveyard, there is very little to push you forward.
Why are you here?
Pretty simple. Pretty predictable.
Back at the close by town, the local teens have dared you to spend an hour in this place.
Cause. They're idiots like that.
Thinking over in your mind how stupid the whole thing is, you continue on.
Your mind is turning on certain things on different subjects, making you forget your surroundings.
Walking down one of the winding paths, past the worn brick fencings and old vines, a tune softly meets your ears.
But it must be your imagination. You don't have your I-pod or Miscellaneous MP3 with you, so it couldn't be.
Yet, as you go, you still hear it, slowly becoming loudly.
Was there really something here...?
You quicken your pace, beginning to search.
The music grows louder, more intense, more... Upbeat?
It almost sounds as if it's being preformed by a big band, wing and string instruments, everything in it.
Soon enough you come to a large, worn down old house. It has a cluster of tomb buildings and graves aside and connected to it.
Standing at the door, it's ajar and beckons you inside. Looking down at the splintered and rotting wood, you gently push the door open, walking in.
The floor boards beneath you creak as if they had a life of their own.
Following your hearing, you journey down the halls and past many doors until you come to a set of large, tall doors.
The music is definitely coming from behind it.
Setting your hands on it, you put all of your wait into opening it, and with a heavy jerk it rushed open.
Hitting the floor, you're almost over come by the stench of rot and death.
Your eyes slowly drift upwards. The room is large, grand, like a music hall an opera would preform in.
The music comes to a sudden stop. Yellowed eyes peering down at you through the dark clouds in the room. But your eyes can back out unpleasant things.
Rotting flesh, chipped bones, organs formed into putrid colours.
It's so overwhelming, and in a few seconds you've just collapsed.
Don't people ever knock...?

Some time later, your eyes slowly drift open. The room you're in now is dimly lit, the wallpaper peeling off of the dirty walls.
There's dust and cobwebs on your skin, clinging onto the sweat that had been there from your panic.
Well looky looky who's up. A voice says, a figure leaning over you.
You screech.
W-who... Are you!? You stutter loudly, chocking a scream while looking up at an oddly coloured Kyrii.
Me? I'm...

::Vitals»»
Full Name : TheWhiteOwl
Code : The White Owl
Age : Appears 20 (205 years in reality)
Gender : Male
Species : Kyrii
Colour : Christmas
Figure : Trim, fit
Mother : Long Dead
Father : Long Dead
Siblings : Real Dead
Crush : Married to his job
Petpet : None (yet)
Appearance
Fur : Trim and short
Hair : Smooth & Soft
Eye colour : Grey, but has the pattern of a music sheet moving across them.
Hair Colour : White & Darkened rainbow going down.
Nose colour : White
Main Pelt Colour : White
Secondary Pelt Colour : Black Covers back, side of neck, shoulders, back of legs and ears.
Markings : None
Accessories : Silver wire frame glasses with rose tinted glass.

Mieu

Florian

Tear

Mr. Blackbird
I've known his for years, he's like a bro to me. While he feeds the dead, I entertain them. We have a close relationship, and we keep eachother out of trouble :P He's the only Lupe I know that's sensible these days.






Adoptables::
These are conductors.
Those AREN'T WANDS D:
Rules :
Do Not steal
Do Not enter into any contest what-so-ever
Do Not claim as your own
Do Not remove my name
Do Not take a custom that is not yours

Do be polite
Do post 'Violin' as your title for a request
Do have 'Conducter' as your title for a trade
Do Respect the status
ONLY neomail me on this account. To any other accounts will be flat out ignored.

Request : Retired
Trades : Retired

Mieu's making a new set

Yellow





Lebyby



Shuroho








Customs::







Adopted::


Link back? One day.




Kyrii Quilt :





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