Intro:.

It was morning. Dew still clung desperately to the blades of grass and a ghost-like fog still hugged the ground. The early-morning sun sent shadows sprawling across the field, born from several buildings in ruin. He lay within the confines of such a shadow, barely visible through the tall undergrowth. His over-groomed coat shone even in the absence of direct light. A mousy-brown. Hardly an appealing color, but the male seemed to think otherwise. Its dull color was interrupted along the male's forelegs by alternating light and dark greens, and a band of a similar hue ran from his eyes to his jaw. If one were only to see his body coloring, he would seem normal enough... However, this was not so. From his spine, ribs, and neck jutted horrendous bone growths - they could be call spikes, so grotesque and sharp in nature. In great contrast with these additions was a purple collar and an almost-pink corset - both laced with black ribbon and both tight enough to strangle. And, as if to top it all off, a rainbow heart clung to his left haunch and a black triangle to his right. Everything about him clashed, but what could be done? His sides rose rather quickly in his slumber to compensate for the corset's cutting of circulation and other such offenses. Asleep. He seemed so sweet in such a state.

Past:.

Everyone I see has a neatly woven past about how all their brothers and sisters died or their beautiful mother was shot and oh woe is them. They tell of their vampiric heritage or how they are somehow immortal or happen to be a zombie. Well, this is my life, not some fairytale. I wasn't singled out as different by my brothers and sisters and, no, I have never killed a family member. I could go on and on about how normal I am but at some point I would be lying. Sure I was normal and had a pretty perfect life. But then he came into the picture. The monstosity in me... In my head. That ever-hungry parasitic lifeform eating away at the very fringes of my sanity every moment!? Yes, this parasite - this beauty - is Simon and he ruined my life. How did I come to pick up this parasite? I'm not sure, considering the fact that he trashed my memory when I received the grand title of 'host'. Then how come I remember my family, you ask? Well, I got 'chosen' at some ruins - these ruins - near my home and, after Simon made scrambled eggs out of my memories, I went walking around until I came across my family (who I can't be sure are my actual parents and siblings, thanks to a special someone) and they explained who they were and, eventually, Simon told me who he was. Actually, he didn't have a name back then and I still don't really know if he's a boy or not, but I can only hope considering the fact that we're sharing a body. Hmmm... I'll have to look in to that... Anyway, that's pretty much all there is to me. Oh, and, no, I'm not trying to fit together the pieces of my past; I don't see any reason in bothering. I have moved on. He feeds off of my intense emotions and whatnot... So when I get too happy with who I am or the life I have... WHAPOW! He erases my memory and makes me start from scratch. Rather annoying, really. So, even if I tried... It would be in vain.

Status:.

Being redone.

Name:. Buriaen
Alias:. Buri
Gender:. Male
Age:. 28026 hours
Height:. 55 centimeters
 Weight:. 80 pounds
Pelt:. Grey-brown
Optics:. Yellow
Love:. Everyone loves me
Offspring:. But I don't love them that much

Company:.

Heheh. No one worth mentioning.

Kin:.

Again. None worth mentioning.

Love:.

Well, everyone loves me. No one's captured my heart yet, however.

Linkage:.


Farewell:.

Well I guess you have learned everything there is to learn about me so I shall now bid you farewell. OK, bye, you can go now. No, seriously, go away. Oh, and snag a patch before you go, too..... Or I'll sick Simon on your mind!

Adoptables:.

Customs:. Open.:.Closed

Rules:.
Never claim as your own.
Always link back to me.
Enjoy!

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