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The Artist In The Ambulance (Live) - Thrice

Late night, brakes lock,
Hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop
So I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I
Feel an angel lift me up
And I open bloodshot eyes
Into fluorescent white
They flip the siren,
Hit the lights,
Close the doors
And I am gone

Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger
And I realize that empty words are not enough
I'm left here with the question of just
What have I to show except the promises I never kept?
I lie here shaking on this bed,
Under the weight of my regrets

I hope that I will never let you down
I know that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and sound

Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that there's
A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and

I hope that I will never let you down
I know that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and sound

Rhetoric can't raise the dead
I'm sick of always talking when there's no change
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow

Late night, brakes lock,
Hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop
So I spin the wheel
My world goes black before I
Feel an angel lift me up
And I open bloodshot eyes
Into fluorescent white
They flip the siren,
Hit the lights,
Close the doors
And I am gone

I hope that I will never let you down
I know that this can be more than just
Flashing lights and sound

Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound

Intro...

Sirens wail in your ear, but all you can hear is the beating of your own heart as you thunder down the street. You're in the wrong part of town at the wrong time, and now, you're completely lost. Panting and terrified, you stop in the middle of a dimly lit alleyway. You should have taken the offer of staying over at your cousin's apartment instead of walking home by yourself.

You glance around you as the putrid smell of the garbage beside you hits your nose. Suddenly, you spot something, two bright yellow-green eyes, staring at you. You lock eyes with the figure and in an instant, a large and manic looking dog is upon you, snarling.

What are you doing in my territory? It snarls. Never mind that. Just get out The figure backs off and allows you to leave, yet, you feel compelled to stay. You look at him, but then he retreats, somewhat shyly, into the shadows. Don't look upon me. I am... a monster.

The Monster I am...


Name: Valamai
Alias: Vala or Val
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Color: Mutant
Species: Gelert now...
Personality: Somewhat violent. Was once proud and quite vain, but after his transformation, he became irritable and yet, shy. He hates to be looked at, when he use to flaunt himself.
Abilities: If you consider having everyone who looks at you cower in fear an ability. But other than that, I suffer from CIPA.
Blood Family: Fled.
Mate: Who would love a creature as ugly as myself?
Kits: None
Crush: -Vala stares at you angrily-
Caretaker: Lori? :D

CIPA?

You said you suffer from CIPA?" you studder, confused. Vala sighs and moves out of the shadows to look at you.

CIPA is Congenital Insensitivity to Pain with Anhidrosis. A rare condition most are born with, but I attained. I cannot feel pain, or change in temperature. Some parts of this may seem like a miracle, not to feel pain, but I cannot tell if I am injured or not. I have grown careless with caring for myself. Pain is a form of defence, that I am now without.

How It Began...

You stare at the gelert, shifting somewhat awkwardly at what he had just said, yet you are still curious. "But..." you begin. "How did you get that way?" Then you realize, that's not really the question you wanted to ask, and it doesn't look like Vala wants to answer it anyway. And so you instead ask, in a quiet voice. "Why do you hate yourself?" You had only caught a glimpse of the dog before, but now as he steps out into the light, you see how disproportionate and ungelert-like he truly is, but you do not cringe, you stand firm.

Vala looks at you. Why do I hate myself? Perhaps this is answer enough for you. However... I shall tell you my story...

Story

(Told in first person, without italics to make reading easier :3)

Chapter 1:
The Very Beginning

The day of my birth was said to be an extremely happy occasion. A tremendous occasion indeed. When I was born, I was said to be the most beautiful child ever seen. But I had not been a gelert. No. I was not born the way you see me now. I was born a lupe. A strong, and handsome lupe, and my parents we proud. When you here my name, Vala, what does it make you think of? My full name is Valamai, but when I was named, my parents were inspired by the word 'valiant', for they knew I would be so. I was going to be, like a god to all of our kind.

And I grew up knowing that, knowing that I was a blessing to all who looked upon me. Or that's as I saw myself. Whether or not other's saw it that way as well, remains to be seen. For there were those who were jealous and there were also those who simply admired me. I was ignorant of both, and I simply flaunted myself, boasting my good looks. I was vain. I now see this. But this is besides the point. I grew up in a pack, in a place far away from this wretched city. My father was Alpha, and I, his only son. In our pack, we did not need to fight to survive, for we were the commanders of the area. Until the other pack moved in.

Chapter 2:
Ryokali

They had been driven from their homeland by humans and were all close to death. I did not know this when they arrived, and nor did my father. And nor did he care. He saw them as intruders, and as a good leader of my pack would do, he challenged them, ready to drive them out. We had never been into war before, it was not the way of our pack, but we were not soft either, and we would fight. I was standing beside my father as he faced the other Alpha of the pack head on. I remember his words as if he were still speaking them into my ears now...

This territory is ours." he had growled. "And you are not welcome." But the other Alpha was calm, despite the dire situation he was in and held his chin high and replied, "We come and go where we please." And with that, their pack had left, but not before I caught sight of the Alpha's daughter. Ryokali. There had never been a more beautiful girl in our pack, but unfortunately, she was from the other pack. A sort of Romeo and Juliet, yes? She had seen me as well, and her eyes had narrowed. Then she had flashed me a very coquettish smile. And I was done.

I knew at once I had to see her again. Sounds cliche doesn't it? I suppose it rather is. But it gets worse, I guarantee. Although our packs were on he edge of a battle, I constantly snuck away after our pack had fallen asleep to see her. We were in love. And then she proposed an idea. "We should leave, go off by ourselves, leave all of this." Sounds wonderfully cliche indeed. My heart had leapt at the prospect. But I had not a chance to say yes or no.

Chapter 3:
To Die

At the moment when I opened my mouth to reply, I felt the wind knocked out of me when something collided with me. I caught a glimpse of Ryo's stunned face and then I saw the glitter of long white teeth shining in the moonlight. "So, has your father sent you in our territory to spy on us, runt?" It was the other Alpha. Ryo's father. I could say nothing. I would not attack Ryo's father in front of her, and so, I laid there and did nothing. "Going to do anything, runt?" he had snarled. I again said nothing, and so, it began.

I felt blow after blow being struck against my face. Dagger-sharp claws raked across every inch of my body, but still I did nothing. And neither did Ryo. But unlike her, my father would not stand for such a thing. He had tracked me that particular night, and I was lucky he had. Ryo's father was thrust off of me by my own, and I quickly jumped to my feet. The two Alphas yowled at each other, and all the commotion brought all the other lupes running. They poured into the area, and all the tension that had been building broke loose in a flurry of fur, claws, teeth, and blood.

The whole thing is a blur to me now, but by the end of everything, I knew Ryo had escaped, but I certainly had not. By the end of the battle, I was not only bloodstained and ragged, but I was near the brink of death. Blood was spilling onto the ground as I stood. There were still bits of brawling here and there, but for the most part, it was over. I looked at myself, and at my pack, and I wanted to curl up and die. Lucky for me, the damage I had taken on might cause just that. I dragged myself away from the rest of the pack, and lay, ready to pass on, by a tree. There was nothing in my life worth living for anymore. Even if I healed, I would be hideous with scars, and it was obvious I would never be able to see my love again. And I didn't even really wish to. She did not defend me, she simply abandoned me. Thinking about these things, I slowly closed my eyes, and my mind went blank

Chapter 4:
A New Kind of Heck

The next thing that happened when I woke up, I thought I was in the after life. There were bright lights ahead of me, but then they vanished. I blinked to clear my mind and I realized that someone was dragging me by the scruff. I breathed in and knew at once it was Ryo. A part of me was overjoyed to see her, but another part was not. With what little strength I had, I wrenched away from her and she gasped. "What are you doing?!" I had howled at her, trying to stand. She said nothing,and she had no right to and so, I simply glared at her and left, but I didn't get far. I walked but a few steps until my paws his hard ground. I turned around and realized where the lights had come from. I was in the middle of a road, and before I knew it, everything was black again.

The second time I awoke, I knew I was dead. All my pain was gone and the area around me was blindingly white. But when I tried to stand, I couldn't move and I realized I was tied down. A pale face suddenly appeared in front of mine. I jerked in alarm. I still was not dead, I was still very much alive. I was not in heaven, but in a new kind of heck. Wires were attached all over my body, and my body itself looked strange. It was not so much like it is now, but my fur was darker, and my body proportions slightly distorted, yet I was still a lupe. But not for long.

That portion of my life is too much of a blur, but I do not forget the pain I was put through in that facility. I think those who were operating on me thought they were trying to save my life after being hit by a car, but it was not that way to me. In fact, it is their fault my life is now ruined. They healed my wounds and injected me with serums, but not only that, they tried to make me stronger, a better, more advanced life form so that if I ever came head on with a car again, I would not need rescuing. But they failed.

Chapter 5:
Breakdown

On one day after a particularly painful test, my body had had enough. On that day, my body unraveled, breaking down in almost anyway possible. My lungs became constricted, my heart raced, blood spewed from my mouth and ears, and my bones became weak and unable to support my body, and they broke. I remember my own howls of pain ringing in my blood-filled ears and I remember humans surrounding me, trying to calm me. But I thrashed about, and they could do nothing. I suppose they did the only think they felt they could do. They shut me down.

For a long period of time, I was like a empty shell as they replaced my body, I only know this because for that period of time, everything was black. I was in infinite sleep. Until they woke me up. But I was not myself. I was something else entirely. I was what you see me as now. They made me into a gelert. A mutated, ugly, and disproportionate gelert. But not only that. In order to save my body from a shut down, they had to neutralize all pain I felt, and this is how I obtained my CIPA.

I saw myself in the reflection on the glass around me, and was outraged. I thrashed and fought, and I was stronger. I felt no pain as they tried to force me down again, and so I carried on. I had no limits now. And I broke free, and I ran. And so now, I am what I am. Alone, hideous, and painless.

What Brings Me Pleasure...

Likes




  • Forest
  • Being Admired
  • How He Use to Look
  • Bane
  • Being the Center of Attention
  • Shadows








Dislikes




  • Mirrors
  • His Appearance
  • Bright Sunlight
  • Ryokali
  • Being Alone
  • Being Feared









My Only Companion...


A small Manjeer in a spiked collar hobbles out from behind a rattling trash can. He must have been there the whole time. You open your mouth to say something, but Vala cuts you off.

This is Bane. He, I suppose, would be my petpet. I found him fighting over a scrap of food in an alleyway near a restaurant. The chef was running at him with a butcher knife just before I stepped in, and he headed for the hills. Yet Bane, despite my appearance, stayed with me. I suppose he sees me as a protector of sorts. And he gives me company...

The One Who Sees Me...

Are you talking about love? I spit on the subject now. No one could replace who I had. And who would ever love one with a face like mine. How dare you even mention that to me. You're lucky I don't rip you're head off right now just for asking.

Those Ones Who Relate...

Sooo..." you begin, moving carefully away from the 'love' subject. "What about family?

My blood family is, well, I'm not sure... But I suppose these people I live with... I suppose they're like family...

Family

-Synn-
He's smart. He's quiet. He's reserved. I don't talk to him much, but I think he's a little afraid of me. I'm use to it, but it's irritating to just see him around, reading all the time, never speaking. I've never heard him speak even once... I think he may be hiding something...

-Lori-
She's interesting, I'll give her that. Se can be a little annoying at times, but I respect her, being what she is. She talks to me a lot, sometimes asking me for help in her heist. She says I have street smarts, and I know she may not think of me as much more than an ally, but that's good enough for me. And she's not afraid to look at me either. But there are times... when she just plain... scares me.

-Pocky-
What to say about her. -sigh- Honestly, she could go jump off a cliff for all I care. She likes to torment people, and she loves to torment me. She knows I can't feel anything, so she takes it as an invitation to make me miserable. Really, Pocky? Just go die.

...What about friends? You do have friends or acquaintances, even enemies... right?

I suppose....

Friends, Acquaintances, and Enemies

-Elfcy-
...I only just met her, and as soon as she saw me, she ran. But I can't really blame her. She says that she's afraid of EVERYTHING, but I find that hard to believe... She's more of an acquaintance, but she's the first person I've spoken to in a long time...

Garbage...

RULES:

  • Same as all other rules (if you don't know them, you may as well not bother xD)
  • No stealing and no entering in BC
  • Oh yeah, and enjoy :3

Trades: VERY OPEN
Requests: OPEN

Waiting List:
NONE :3

Sample:


For Ninten (Leo)


For Calciferai


For Temporah


For Elfcy (app)

Shattered Mirrors...

Why would anyone want to look the way I do?

Stop looking at me like that!!

Roleplay

Me: Vala | Okibi (Zepru): Elfcy

A navy-blue figure silently walked along a dirty sidewalk. Her face was half covered with a light blue bandana. She felt nervous, especially with the large mass of people walking by her. Places like this always scared her the most. Eventually, she decided to get away from the sidewalk and padded into a dark alley. Her small body shivered, and she curled up behind the walls in attempt to warm herself up.

A pair of bright green eyes glared out into the alleyway as a small figure made her way onto his territory. His instincts to attack flared, and yet, it looked so helpless and scared. Something inside of him wished to help, but he knew it would only make things worse for the poor scrap. This conflict battled inside of him, until he finally resolved it, and he stepped out of the shadows, looking down on the small form with unreadable eyes.

The small figure's ears pricked up. She sensed someone's presence. Her head slowly turned toward the stranger until she was looking straight at him. Her small body quivered, and in the blink of an eye, she jumped back and scurried away further into the alley. Without looking where she was going, she slammed into a large trashcan and fell back. She looked back at the stranger, then jumped inside the trashcan to hide.

The vicious looking dog shrunk down, ashamed, but edged towards the quavering trashcan. "Hello?" he growled, not menacingly, however, it was how his voice sounded. He tapped on the trashcan with his paw. "Do you, uh, are you lost or something?" He tried to be as kind as he could, but it was a hard task for him to accomplish.

The small figure looked up, then hid back in the trash can. "Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not." Her small voice echoed. "Go away, and don't hurt me!"

Vala winced slightly. "I'm not going to hurt you." he said in a low voice, lifting the lid off the can slowly to look at the small girl. "But if you don't let me help you, there may be others out here who will.

Cringing at the thought, Elfcy pondered on what this dog had said. "You're right." She decided, hopping out of the trash can. "I'm very sorry for running away from you like that. To be honest, you really scared me... is if anything DOESN'T scare me."

Hall of Mirrors

For what reason must I see my own face every way I look?!

Art By Me:
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OHMIGAWSH OKIBI! This is so epic. And Merry Christmas to you too :DHE'S SO CUTE SPYRA :D He's all little C: -noms you-Oh...my...gawd... HELEN I LOVE SO MUCH RIGHT NOW -attacks- HE LOOKS AMAZING -loves-

Scram...

Now, you've caused me enough grief. I think it's about time you get out of here... But I suppose you'll be allowed to pass by... every now and then.

Perhaps these places may be a bit more... welcoming.

Ulquiorra: The 4th EspadaBella - Left in SilenceBounderTempora - Creator and Guardian of Time and Temporal TowerElfcy: Captive of the High SeasEntiral---xPesorian:Conductor of the AgesCzarre UmareruWHAT 'CHOO KNOW ABOUT ME?!

Credits

Thanks a bunch to all those people out there who helped me with this page and encouraged me, and even did art for me. Thanks Okibi (zepru), Spyra (spyro_the_dragon707), Helen (hokagehelen), and everyone else :3 You guys ROCK.




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