Name: Setar
Alias: Princess of the Mad
Age: Undead
Gender: Female
Colour: Glowing Gelert
Blood Type: B
Traits: Losing sanity, tormented, unpredictable, imaginative, somniphobic, overprotective (sometimes considered possessive) and incredibly loyal
Love: Wants to see if true love is possible... (Seeking?)
Offspring: None
Parents: Deceased
Siblings: Unknown
Allies: Coming soon
Enemies: Coming soon
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The Mad Tribe
Personalise a few of my characters around manias, phobias, Gods of certain things...
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Loves and Loathes
+ Winter
+ Change
+ Roaming
+ Playing~
+ Company
+ Confusion
+ Happiness
+ Interactions
+ The night sky
+ Being spontanious
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+ Sleep
+ Anger
+ Death
+ Water
+ Dreams
+ Violence
+ Isolation
+ Cosh and Kie
+ Light of any kind
+ The voices inside her head
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Let me tell you a ghost story...
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Family, Allies and Enemies
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There isn't much I can say about Itonami. Our relationship at this point is fairly distant, although I can feel something pulling at my subconcious, a voice in the back of my head screaming at me that something is familiar, a far-off memory rekindling the flames... Someone once told me I have an overactive imagination, so maybe it's just me trying to create my own dramatics.
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I know Yenhail is not the most attractive of all characters, but I just have to go full out and say he's the most gracious leader I've ever had the pleasure to meet.. err, so far. I admire everything about him; he's like the big brother I've never remembered. He looks out for me and everyone else even if he is a little twisted in the head, but you can see that I can relate to his 'talents'. Sure, we have our differences - I'm a nomad, he has a phobia of leaving his surroundings, I'm a chemically altered monster whereas he's just purely undead - but no matter what I'll still always nuture that respect for him. Unless he horribly betrays me in which case I'll have to exorcise his soul back to whatever depths of Hell he emerged from. That's unlikely, though.
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Haha, I want Inscribes to fall asleep and never wake up. Would you believe that I hate this egotistic maniac? People who believe they are Gods just because they have a power over a certain element just have a tendancy to tick me off. Mhmm, he's either a big meanieface to people, or if he thinks they're 'worthy', he'll attempt to seduce them. I hope someone wins over his hate with love and then smashes his heart into a million and one tiny, little pieces.
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Clones
intro to clones...
Cosh and Kie
Text about Cosh and Kie goes here. ... They're scary!
Link Out
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