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About Me?

Nate: *clears throat* Well, I suppose you came here to know more about me? ^^; I guess... I could tell you, how I got here, to neopia.

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But if you really dig into my head.. honestly, I'm not sure what you'll find.

Here in neopia, I've a good life. All the things I know, they're all so...wonderful. When I leave neopia, I remember.. everything. What's good, what's bad. The world outside of neopets is filled with drama. Yeah, that's the word.

My past

I was born to an angel and a nymph. Angels being known for outragous hair colors and short tempers, nymphs famous for their love of a certain activity. My mother took her love for activity too far.
My sister, Cheryl, and I, grew up together, with some help from our father. By the time I was 14, father had given up trying to convince our mother to take care of us. Instead, she would go out each night, sometimes not returning for a week or two. Cheryl and I were left to ourselves, since father couldn't stay. The laws of heaven demand that angels attend some crazy meeting each year, and father was chosen as a new diciple for God's work.
With father away at work, and our mother out playing, I had to make sure Cheryl and I ate, and had shelter and all of that stuff. It was impossible for a 14 year-old boy to get a job in the city. There were other ways to find money, and Cheryl and I found them. Night after night we would wait on the streets for our customers, Cheryl leaving with them to return later, myself selling bits and pieces of this and that for outragous prices. For a month or so this went on, til a man in a dress came to Cheryl, and offered an amazing amount of money for her company.

The days with the 'overly happy fellows

This man in a dress showed Cheryl and I to his home, which looked more like a warehouse. Here, he gave us food and told us to stay if we didn't have a place to sleep. At first, we were scared, but we stayed anyhow, because of the huge payment he gave us. In this warehouse were six wonderful fellows, who were always well, overly happy. These men never hurt either one of us, instead, they offered love and support, which was suprising to us, having never really felt love. Cheryl and I left back home after about well, two years with them. Life was easy with them and we had become soft and weak for street-life. Why we thought our mother would be home to care for us, I don't know. Of course, she wasn't there. So we left back to the streets and didn't see the happy fellows again. Instead, when After a long time alone with Cheryl in a small apartment complex, my father came back from wherever he had been. He said to us kind words but still left us alone.

The move

More years past like this and I was 21. Our mother had returned now and then to yell horrible things and take our money. We didn't stop her, because we still longed for her to stay with us.. and care for us. Still, she would leave each night and not return. So we kept working, and kept raising money for ourselves, until one day, mother said to us that we would live in a new town soon. That sounded like a wonderful thing, since the customers here had become regular and began to suspect foul-play with our business styles. I don't blame them. We ripped them all off. Mother took us to a small town, in a cozy country home surrounded by trees and green grass. This town felt like heaven. As we suspected, our mother left us again to ourselves in a new house, with new payments to keep, and an entirely new town to find our way though. I enrolled Cheryl into the district school, being that she was 16 it was good for her to keep with her education. After all, somehow even I graduated from High School. At school, Cheryl got more customers than ever and brought home more money for us. Soon, we nearly had enough to live without our mothers feeble help.

The park

One Saturday morning, after a crazy friday night, Cheryl and I decided to pick on small children at the town park. In the middle of our fun, some little twerp came up and yelled at us. I suppose, he was older than the children but didn't look threatening at all. Actually, Cheryl tried to sell him some service, which.. he rejected. Bored, we headed home, but before we could get too far, another boy ran up to us yelling and screaming crazy things about bracelets. Confused and interested, we decided to stay a little longer, and figure out what the heck this crazy kid was trying to say. It turns out, this boy had broken something and ran off to celebrate, and he wanted to take Cheryl home with him to help with the celebrations. The other, more annoying boy, followed the crazy one and Cheryl to the crazy kid's house, so I followed as well.

What'd you DO?

Turns out, the crazy boy's name is Felix, and the annoying one's name is Matt. Back then, I didn't like Matt, or Felix, at ALL. I actually hated Felix quite a bit. My sister had fallen in love with him, and he said the same about himself, but I couldn't believe him. It really upset me to see my sister overly obsessed with him while he just casualy went about daily life. I see now, that there was no reason for Felix to be concerned at all with Cheryl's love for him, but, eh... I was stupid. After a few months of visiting, Cheryl noticed something... suprising. She was expecting a child. This.. was just the tip of the iceberg. Mother reappears from nowhere to latch onto Felix and curse him to any hell she could imagine, call the police and send him to jail for supposedly kidnapping my sister. What a bunch of bologna. I agreed with her for a while, until Cheryl talked to me. She told me that she really did love Felix, and the last thing she wanted was to have the baby and not be able to raise it with Felix. So I tried all I could to get Felix out of jail and back with Cheryl. I couldn't hate the man that my sister loved that much. In fact, I actually liked him a bit more than I thought.

Life in neopia

After Felix got out of jail, he took Cheryl and I with him back to neopia. He and I began building a home for ourselves and worked long and hard on it. Finally, when we had finished, we turned out a wonderful neohome big enough to fit probably three families. There we lived, Felix, Cheryl and myself, along with Matt, who happened to end up as Felix's best friend, and Matt's wife, Samantha. Soon after we finished the house, Cheryl gave birth to two incredibly cute little boys, whom we call Alex and Nikki. Here I stayed with Felix, and wandered around neopia with two strange girls who called themselves Jess and Sarah. Sarah was bent on getting me a color, and Jess really wanted to win Felix awards in some type of picture contest. So Sarah searched for a paintbrush for me, and Jess entered picture after picture of Felix into this crazy contest. I found that it was really pretty boring to watch these girls mull about like ants over paint and pictures. Felix seemed to be enjoying himself, though. There was another strange girl called Michelle, and she was trying the same thing as Jess. Instead of a boy like Felix entering, she had a pretty kyrii called PiggySqueaker. I was ... I guess.. quite interested in her. I tried my best to get to know her, but I never did understand her. Her words ended up somehow slurred or choppy, and she never stayed on topic. I told her I loved her, she told me she was hungry, things like that. It broke my heart to see her flirt with Felix. So, the day I decided to give up romancing Piggy, I went back to see Sarah. She decided to paint me fire. I didn't like that ONE BIT. My hair is lovely and if I were to be painted fire, my hair would just be... fire. Jess and Michelle helped here, they offered that I be painted spotted. That idea sounded so good to Sarah, that she went and bought me a spotted brush right away. And my color was forever changed.

Contests and kyriis

After I was painted spotted, I suppose Sarah thought I was 'pretty' enough to enter into that crazy contest that Felix and Piggy had been playing in. While there, Sarah went crazy -as usual- and yelled at poor random users. One of these users was called Starcrozz. For some reason, Sarah began.. I guess.. stalking this girl. It confused me but I still played this stupid contest. I didn't win, another week and I didn't win again. Finally, about the first week or so of December in 2003, Sarah somehow made friends with this Starcrozz person, and introduced me to a wonderfully handsome kyrii named Sharyw. I was entirely unsure of myself, confused at the fact that I felt attracted to him. I remembered the fellows back in the old town, and decided, to try to get to know this Sharyw guy. I couldn't be more thankful that I did. After talking with him every day for a week, he and Starcrozz disappeared. Sarah and I wondered where they went, and it turned out that something bad had happened, but they would be alright.
Each day after that, I tried my best to at least wave, or talk a little to Sharyw. He wished me luck in the contest, and Sarah told me to spend more time with him. Her wicked grin was always creepy, but I didn't mind this time. I didn't feel quite as freaked out when I was with Sharyw. Darn, Sharyw is hard to say. Yeah, I call him Shar. It's a lot easier on my american tongue. Anyhow, Sarah shoved me over to his house for the night, and well, I learned that Shar felt the same feelings for me, that I had for him. I won that contest that week, I got a silver trophy. But what I was more happy about, was winning the friendship of Shar.

Nowadays...

Now I sit around happily passing the days by with Shar, and his friends. He introduced me to a whole other world unknown to me. I couldn't be happier.

~Lillavän~

OOhhh Ever since Bobby the christmas Poppit ran away, I was sad. Now, about 1 month after Bobby disappeared, I have Lillavän! I call her Lilla or sometimes Lily for short. I'm fairly sure that Lillavän means something like 'little friend' in swedish. *hugs his babaa* Ooohh!! Min lilla babaa är sååå CJOTI! *kram*

What? I'm practicing. =)