Seriously under construction...^^;

Take my nightmares away.

There are many ancient stories of gods and demons. Stories that tell the tales of heroes and follow the collapse of evil armies. Stories passed by mouth and written in faded books. But where do these stories become more than just that?

This is the conjunction of reality and mythology.

Name :x] Lorekeath
B.K.A. :x] Lor(e)
Gender :x] Male
Age :x] About 24 in human years

Eyes :x] Dark gold
Fur :x] Dull navy blue
Markings :x] Pale blue and dark grey spots; light grey on paws, ears and eyes
Accessories :] Strings of pink beads tied around neck and tail; three piercings on each ear; right eyebrow piercing
Build :x] Thin and a bit feminine

Currently :] Slightly annoyed, but generally in a good mood
Pros :x] logical .x. decisive .x. focused
Cons :x] sarcastic .x. short-tempered .x. socially awkward
Overall :x] He's somewhat horrible at approaching others, seeing as he doesn't socialize often, but the smallest of things can send him into a rather talkative streak. Sarcasm, however, plays a large part in his speech. Though, to those who are able to persevere his remarks, he gains an irresistible trust, whether he wants to or not. His temper is also easily sparked, particularly when someone comments on his "girl-ish-ness." While good at listening, he blatantly refuses to disclose much about himself to others. This comes in part from his deep fear of rejection.



x:_traveling
x:_thunder storms
x:_mountains
x:_solitude
x:_stories
x:_girls and guys

his power_:x
loud talkers_:x
coffee_:x
personal questions_:x
being girly_:x
stupid people_:x


A gift I didn't ask for,
A power I can't control...

The final remnants of the demon that changed my life. I've tried many times to dispose of them, but my attempts have all been in vain. They cling to me with a relentlessness of which only a truly stubborn being of pure darkness is capable. They serve as the physical reminder for what I have become, whether it was through my own will or not.

This odd power came with them, contained within pink orbs of glass. I wouldn't know what more to call it beyond telekinesis. Things…react to me. They're dislodged from their places by me, both attracted and repelled. Though, I can't seem to take control of the demon's final lasting power. Few times will it ever bend to my wishes. Rather, it almost works as if by its own thoughts…sending things flying at inopportune moments.

My mind is incapable of harnessing it completely; I'm too weak.

Fae ::/

Well, really, she's not company. I rarely see her. It's sad. Not to say that I don't just love her incredibly unnerving personality. I'll admit that I don't talk to people much, so I tend to get rude when I actually do. Plus the fact that I rarely have any interest. But Fae...she's a whole other kind of socially inept. She can be horribly rude without meaning to be, but then she'll say something so dang nice and not even know she did. And for as weird as it can get when her face remains utterly blank, it sometimes freaks me out a bit more when she gives those...nothing smiles. It's almost like she just doesn't know how to feel.

Zyrn ::/

I suppose in terms of living companions, I really did get the better half of it all. Like Fae, Zyrn's rarely ever around. He doesn't like people. More like, he fears them, seeing as tends to be rather skittish. Well, at least he was when I first met 'im. But I guess I don't mind being around him too terribly much since he can appreciate the quality of silence...Except for when he goes into scholar-mode. When that happens, he somehow finds a way to give a ten minute answer to an annoyingly simple question.

Gen ::/

Hmm...puppet-boy. He's a deceitful little thing. First, he seems all shy and quiet, but then that anger of his snaps out there. Not that I have too much room to speak...I think that's the main reason we don't get along very well. We both have nasty tempers.

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Kahl ::/
I'm not sure how, but I ended up in an acquaintanceship with this oaf. He's loud, obnoxious and knows only too well how to upset me. I think he puts effort into doing so, actually. But no matter how rude I am, he takes it all in stride. I suppose that's at least one thing I can admire about him...not that I'd ever mention it to him. Stupid fool is too conceited for his own good. He still won't let me forget the time I conceded to agree that he just maybe isn't ugly. I only did it to make him shut up. But like I said, he's an idiot. He deserved getting hit in the head...all four times.

((You there, roleplay with him...please. x3))

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-enter picture-
I don't really have much to say on the subject. Though, I'm not out looking for love, or even lust, of any sort. Why would I want such a troublesome connection to someone else? People don't last forever, so what's the point of getting so involved?

2 in the morning + me losing the tablet pen = Lor gets his own adoptables

Yuhp, I just couldn't help myself; I love pixel adopts. x3

Requests_.closed
Trades_.open

So, all normal rules apply.
No stealing, please use it if you ask for one, I don't do protruding bones...
Oh, and they're transparent.
=)

To be done }}:
Tickerni

Lorekeath Genuo Rekaru Zeeisa Kosineu Gearette Kaeoris Siibur Ghost_Gypsy KewDellia Caropeke Xiynah Vixaneo Samual_Aresel Sozis Revieon Vindet Ketazei Kirirun Kirirun024

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I'd appreciate it if you let me know when you pick up your adoptable so I can go ahead and take off the code, but if you don't, or if you forget, it's no big deal. (:

Domentic

VertrauteSeele


Old Look ::

Art
-header coming x3-

Lorekeath
*squee* Thanks so much! (:

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And thanks to Talim, who gave me custody of the name. =3




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