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--+ Take a Look in the Mirror
Wind rustled the tree branches, the thunder roaring in anger. No rain presented itself to the forest that greeted itself.
Walking by silent squirrels and lifeless-seeming birds, you raise an eyebrow and keep walking. For some reason, this place is deserted. It feels eerie and a little TOO quiet.
As you continue on the dirt, almost muddy, pathway, you hear a faint humming. The humming is in a deep tone, almost masculine. It's some kind of random tune you've never heard before. You walk at a more abrupt pace and you meet a small pond, where you realize that someone is sitting next to it.
You inch yourself closer to this Lupe, who is noticeably too oblivious to pay attention to you because he's primping himself. You're under the impression that he is grooming himself, admiring himself. Furrowing your brows, you tilt your head and he glances up at you for about a second, then returns to his flawless reflection.
--+ About Arayane
Birthday: August 1st
Personality: Cocky, self-absorbed, flirtatious, quick-witted, nosey
Enemies: Too many.
Love: Never again.
Children: Ayan? A father? That's a laugh.
Main Fur: Dark Teal
Secondary Fur: Pale Blue-Gray
Markings: See reference picture
Eyes: Pale Brown
Noses: Pale Brown
Accessories: Gold earring in left ear
Of course you want to know me about me. Well, here's the deal. I'm handsome, charming, intelligent, caring, friendly....
Be quiet, Ayan. If I hadn't interrupted him, it would've taken hours for him to finish. Ayan is over exaggerating. He may be those things, but he's left out one large fraction of his personality out: arrogance. He's confident, yes, but Ayan takes his confidence a few inches too far. All right, a few miles too far. If he's caring towards anyone at all, it's him and him only. Enough said.
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-Talking about himself
-Not talking about himself
-Loving anyone but himself
--+ History | His Story
Whoa, whoa - wait. I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start from the very beginning. Ahhh, okay. Here we go...
The cannons slammed against the molded, wooden walls of the ship. Waves crashed against the sea like a large tree in a thunderstorm. Rain hit against my fur that felt like hockey pucks slamming down everywhere. I called my crew, ordering them to fire up the cannons quicker. This was the best part about being a pirate. The battles.
I was born right before my twin sister, Jareya, on an island called Stronsay. My parents were Ver and Reya. Ver was a bore - completely useless. My mother was a real beauty, if I may say so myself. She's the one who took care of our family. All Ver did was hunt just so he could feel like he was helping out and feeling manly at the same time. Let's just say they were completely opposite. Nobody figured out why they became married in the first place.
Almost five years later, my sister Tiolenia (Tio) was born. Annoying little thing. While my parents were out hunting, fishing, or what ever they happened to be working for some kind of significance, I was forced to take care of her. Yes, forced. You'd think I would want to take care of my "adorable" baby sister, but no. I would rather have NOT to.
The twin of mine, Jareya (nicknamed Reya by my mother) was always outside and socializing with others. Reya and I are pretty much alike nowadays. The only difference between us back then; she was an extrovert. I was introvert and quiet. I didn't completely enjoy interaction. Not even a fraction of it. But, enough of me.
Alright - back to my parents. Three-and-a-half years later down the road. While my mother went out during the day to hunt and attempt to support the family, Ver began to, how do I say it..., transition. The seven-year-old Tio would somehow anger Ver, which earned her a harsh beat-down. This went on for a while. It didn't truly occur to me that she was in pain until I found her bleeding and passed out under a tree one day. Looking over her, I'd found at least five inflamed bruises that covered her tiny, petite body.
It was time to put an end to that madness. Tio was my sister. How could I just sit there and watch Ver do that to her? You'd expect by now that I honestly wouldn't care - but I definitely did. The day I stood up to Ver was the day he decided to abuse me instead. Well, I would rather take the pain than my little sister taking it. Oh, be quiet. It was not sweet.
By a long, painful year later, I found myself inside the main den that our family lived in. This was when I found out that Ver was a pirate. Lovely. Just to add a cherry on top of that. Later that night, my mother had walked out on Ver. Leaving my two sisters and I behind with him. Now that my sisters and I were all being abused after that drastic change, I felt it was our turn to walk out on Ver. No longer would I tolerate him. No longer would his offspring have to suffer for his pathetic anger issues.
While we were preparing to run away, I left a note for my father in his den, and that's when I found it. There it was, basking in it's gold-covered beauty. It stared me right in the face. This gold artifact didn't look too rare or expensive, but it DID look like it could get us the money in order for us to survive. So I took it. Yes, I stole from him. Well, you get what you deserve.
We traveled across the ocean on boat and finally settled down in a small village in the northwest by the name of North Ridge. I took care of my two sisters. Sad to say, I actually grew respect for both of them in different ways. Didn't see that one coming.
Long story short, my sisters and I were young adults and we were all treading down different paths. I don't know what made me want to be a pirate, but I just knew it was what I wanted to be. I had moved on to bigger and better things when I left North Ridge.
By this time, I became a huge flirt. I was incredibly handsome and charming. I can't lie - I am a gorgeous guy. I was stronger, physically and mentally, and I wasn't so "shelled-inside" (my mother always said I was shelled-inside because I was so quiet). I met women all the time, flirted and had my fun, then moved on. I was traveling and seeing the world, but that's what started it all. No, it's not over. Because that's when I ran into her.
I can't say I ever truly fell in love until I met Jaslene. Wow, was Jas amazing. I never saw it coming until it hit me in the back of my head. You wouldn't really visualize me as a guy that falls in love with anyone but himself, but I fell. Hard. She was smart and quick on her feet, didn't swoon for me like the other girls did, and even flirted back at me jokingly. Jas was pretty breath-taking.
Jas and I were committed in a real, serious relationship for three years. By this time, I was a "famous" (as others had told me) captain of one of the best ships around. I was surprised as how Jas accepted the fact that she had to always be on the ships with me and travel, but I suppose she liked it.
It was a few months later that we were on seas sailing in the middle of a thunderstorm that I was admiring my reflection in the gold artifact that I had stolen from Ver all those years ago. I dropped it on the wooden floor of the ship as I was steering the ship. Everything began shaking and I could hear long, high-pitched groaning noises coming from the water beneath the ship. Tentacles the size of mansions began popping out of the water. One tentacle was twice the size of my ship, and you could see it's suction cups on the bottoms of the tentacles. It was just then when I figured out that this artifact that I had stolen from Ver, was indeed a one-in-the-world artifact that controlled a sea monster. But that means that others had found this out. That's when the nightmare began.
I had an arch enemy captain named Captain Jarroun. He spared no survivors and had a heart made of ice. One night, while Jas and I shared the main bedroom's bed, Jarroun's crew somehow managed to kidnap her in the middle of the night. They took her for ransom, claiming they would 'get rid of' her if they didn't get their hands on my sea monster-controlling artifact. Of course, they didn't take the artifact because I had it in an invincible safe to keep it protected. But Jas was worth more than anything in the world to me. Of course I would give it to them in exchange for her to live.
Our boats were tied together as we met up to do the exchange. We were in the middle of the ocean on a foggy, humid day. As Jas walked slowly out on the plank, I held the artifact as I walked. I was a little less than half the way down the long, eerie plank. I looked into Jas' bright cyan eyes, and she smiled at me weakly. That's when the artifact was lost forever. Distracted, I suddenly fumbled on the plank and dropped the artifact into the ocean. There were yelling and my crew mixed with Jarroun's crew jumping into the water to find the artifact. But it was gone. Disappeared. That's when Jarroun pulled out his pistol and shot Jas without no mercy. She and the artifact were lost. Forever. Gone. Just like that.
I will never forgive myself after that moment. I watched her lose her life. I could have saved her. I could have saved her, right? It was right then when I decided I cannot love. It is not in a pirate's lifestyle to be in love, or have a loved one. After that moment, my life changed forever. My views changed. I changed.
Now, I'd like to say things ended happily ever after. That would be a lie, though. Sadly. My life is a tragic wasteland. Good luck to anyone that will ever meet me. Because I am a pirate. I will always be a pirate. Nothing can change that. Don't like it? Deal with it. You can either love me or hate me.
I'd rather be hated.
Who is Mayu?
Mayu is Ayan's Pirate Harris. Ayan found Mayu when he was just a baby, and Mayu's been with him for years after years. Mayu has quite the personality for a tiny creature. She has more optimism than Ayan will ever carry, and always lightens serious, angry situations with humorous remarks. She is rather immature and extremely energetic. Mayu always has to be doing something in order to keep herself out of boredom.
Arayane found Mayu on his homeland, Stronsay, when it was a cold, rainy day. Mayu had no shelter and was becoming sick. Ayan took care of her and she's been with him since. He offered to let her go and be free, but she chose to stay and travel the world of Neopia with him. She now questions whether or not it was a good idea to travel with such a self-absorbed lunatic.
Reya likes to flirt a little. She can be very seductive and plays her made-up game to get guys to fall for her: to see how long it takes them to adore her. She's fallen in love before, but it didn't end up well. So she transitioned back into her flirting self. Guys either love her or hate her. Reya is bluntly coquettish and it amuses her to observe all these males running after her. Gorgeous, yes. Smart, yes. Dangerous, very.
Any other family members Ayan had disassociated themselves with him.
--+ Friends and Enemies
Do I care about either?
--+ The Crew
CREW? What crew? If they hadn't been--
Years ago, Ayan's crew consisted of fourteen members, all of them wanting seek out a place that had never been found before. Under the belief that an undiscovered land would have buried treasure, they set out in search of a deserted site. Somewhere, anywhere.
It was morning when a crew member finally spotted something in the distance. It was a silent, rustic looking island. Ayan knew something wasn't right, but the crew jumped for joy as they placed their foot on the dark sand of the island. They named it Carcania.
Ayan was suspicious, but they located a large cave in the center of the water-surrounded land. Ayan refused to go inside; he knew it was a death zone. The crew ignored him and rushed in. Ayan sat outside, hearing their voices fade as they went deeper in the cave. Next thing he heard were screams, cries for help.
Don't forget about me running inside to save them! I have to seem... brave.
Anyway, Ayan ran inside the cave and in the pitch black he could hear whispering.
Which sounded like ghosts, or spirits, or something dangerous. But they didn't sound nearly as handsome as me.
Ayan somehow escaped...
I don't even remember how.
But he didn't find any of his crew when he got out. Running back to the ship, it was torn into pieces. As Ayan created a boat and returned to his homeland, rumor had already spread and was exaggerated into different stories. When trying to comprise another crew, nobody wanted Ayan as their captain because he got his last crew killed.
--+ Fan Art
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We all know I look better than you ever will, but you might as well take a mirror to improve your noticeable flaws.
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