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Hey, guest! Twinx here. And I know why YOU are...You happened to be interested in learning about me...
Ehhh...Fair enough, I'll tell ya some, some.
Well, first off there's something VERY important I want to tell you, guest...NEVER...And I mean NEVA EVA call me "Twinkle". Sure, it's my given name and all...But it's tacky, plus I think it may be cursed...Okay, maybe not. I just don't like it. My mom was a terrible namer...You can call me Twinxie, Buttafly, or Twonx, though. Okay maybe not Twonx, but I have friends that won't stop calling me that...Yea...So...Movin' on...
I was born 'bout 24 years ago in Faerieland, somewhere in FaerieCity. Can't rememba where exactly, though. It was a beautiful March 18. Spring was in the air...The day of my birth resembled some corny romance poem. Now that I think back to it...No wonder I'm so insecure...Maybe I feel I have to live up to the beauty of the day I was born...Okay, that and some other reasons...Why am I telling you this? It's not even important. I'm talking to myself again. And rambling. Ahem...Well anyway...
Well, I grew up with a, somewhat normal life - for a Faerie Neopet anyway. Just learnin' the arts of magic, and fillin' my thirsty young brain wit knowledge and junk. Okay, not that I feel I've actually learned much...
School? Ah, yea, school...Grade school years were nice...I was happy, everything was fine. Until my dad got fired from his job as a cop. Health isssues eventually took his life by the time I was eleven...It all went downhill from there.
In the transition from grade school to junior high, I gained a lot of weight. Partly from overeating due to sadness, and also due to the fact that this dark faerie thought it would be so much fun to curse me with a spell that had food grow in my stomach when I ate it, so I could never eat as much as I wanted too without become too overweight. Oh, bein' chubby ain't bad, especially in your growing years, but I was just unhealthy...(Yea, I did eventually get that curse broken, but that just happened recently - but hey now I can eat more without worry!)
I was defined as "emo" throughout my middle school years. Always wore black, along with a sad face to match. The others teased, even some of my faerie teachers. I remember that they pulled pranks on me...Resulting in the large amount of irrational fears I now have...But, I eventually got my act together by high school.
In high school, I went from being bullied, to bein' a bully. Diet and excercise helped me with my weight problem. I was eventually a cheerleader, just barely passing my classes so I could stay on the squad. Never paid much attention in school...But strangely enough, other than P.E., I always got A's in science. Everything else was at most a C+. But science...I dunno, I guess I had a passion for it that never really got anywhere...It's a shame, too.
My "friends", the other cheerleaders, didn't really support me on that part. They told me how to walk, talk, act, and breathe like one of them. There never really was enough breathing room.
I'm digressing...Back to my previous point...How'd I become the bully? I started picking on the insecurities of others, just as my "friends" had taught me. I didn't like it, but I wanted so badly to fit in. I'm sure you've had that feeling at some point or another. I guess I was so afraid of being bullied again, that I bullied others to avoid it. Regardless, I was a bad egg.
As I entered my late teen years, I started working for Queen Fyora herself. My mother was a friend a hers, so I got the job. Of course, it was a janitorial job in the hidden tower...But betta than nothin', am I right? Plus, I worked my way up and ended up bein' part a her central intelligence agency.
I trained with many famous faeries. Of course, I was never...Erm...The best student...I still wonder how I got the job, though. What, with my clumsiness and chatterbox-ness. Uh, is that a word? Well, now it is cause I said so, m'kay? No? Fine. You think of a better word and let me know.
So...Want me to let'cha in on a lil' secret? Oh, sure you do you nosy pest. Kidding! Just kidding. *rolls eyes* Not really much of a secret anyway...
Well...I had this very important task...A mission, if you will...To infiltrate Sloth's lair and figure out his latest plans. Problem is, bein' the soft-hearted person that I am...Usually...I wasted some time savin' this kid from bein' picked on by this bully. Now here's the twist, I ended up falling for that very same bully. Funny, ain't it? Ah, yes, Twista. Yea. I ended up head ova heels fo' that jerk. But he was one tough coconut, f'sho.
But...After the first two years together, things went severely downhill...I won't go into that, though. It's much too painful. Worst part is, my daughter had to deal with it, too. But that chapter of my life is over and I'm moving on...And Twista can't hurt me no more...Okay, I'm lying. He can, he has, and he will. But I've gotta stay strong. He can't hurt me now, but I don't know how long that will last...
It's weird...I always fall for the bad boys; the "evil" ones...The power-hungry maniacs. My mother always told me it's not very healthy, and that males like that aren't safe to be around. Is it the danger that I crave? It's not good for me, I know...But, then again, I feel no one's completely evil...People are just insane or misunderstood...And yet again I ramble about things you don't really care about.
Anyway...Twista...He's an employee of the notorious Dr. Frank Sloth. Dilemma, dilemma...
Once he found out I was part of Fyora's agency...Boy, was he furious! And I was terrified, cause I knew he had his Virtueblaster 5000 with him. I know, not a very tough weapon, but I'm not exactly a tough cookie, myself. But, we ended up working things out somehow before he tried to exterminate me...I had to prove to him how loyal I was to him...
So I left Fyora's Intelligence Agency and cut off all ties with her.
So yea, because of love, I went to the dark side. Kinda ironic, huh? And...Kinda cheesy. Meh.
Well, that and Sloth pays a lot better than Fyora ever did...Plus, Fyora always made me and the other agents do such meaningless tasks for her. At least Sloth's missions made me feel like I was doin' somethin' important! Of course, I still didn't like him...And he did not pay that much better than Fyora. It really wasn't worth the pain and humiliation, so I quit working for him, too...I'm indecisive, okay? -end rant-
Well, no longer with Twista...And my mother's no longer with us...I've been through a lot of adventures over the course of this past year or so. Too much to really explain in detail, but they were all learning experiences in one way or another...
Even if I didn't really get it...I'm trying to keep positive, which is really difficult, but I'mma keep tryin'. At least I got people who care about me and support me. In the end that's what counts, right? I needa stop being so cheesy. I'm makin' myself sick.
Well, that's all I'm gonna tell you. Don't complain cause I told you a lot. I really needa learn to keep my mouth shut.
I'm 25 now...Well, let's hope I live to see 26, heh. No, no, nothing's wrong. In fact, I'm bored. Really bored. My kick-boxing job didn't work out all that well...Ended up being more pain than gain. But, I guess I'm okay staying at home with PheePhee, Tink, and Un. I've had time to fix a lotta broken things and stuff, and make scarves for PheePhee to wear. But, I kinda feel useless when I'm not helping pay bills. Hopefully I can get a job soon. I really don't want to have to go to the Faerieland employment agency.
Also, recently found out that my grandfather passed. The saddest part is, I never really got to know him. He lost his mind before I was born, and never really knew me, either. I visited him once or twice, but he never knew I who I was. I feel like I should be more upset, but...Y'know, we were barely acquaintances. He must've been a great man to have raised a son like my daddy, though.
Lastly, the art sections have been updated - so go check it out!
Well, I'm starting to feel really old. Okay, so I'm not that old. Turning twenty-five in a couple days...I think it's more the fact that I've wasted my youth...Never went to college, had to grow up too fast, worked for a jerk, et cetera. Well, at least I'm trying to get on track now.
It's become increasingly difficult for me to both find, and keep jobs. In fact, I recently got fired from doing a newspaper route because they found someone younger, more energetic, and fit. I've done all sorts of odd jobs that require little to no skill, and even some that require a lot of skill but are overlooked by society as "low-class jobs". I mean, getting a degree ain't everything...You gotta have motivation and initiative, I guess. I got neither, and nor do I have a degree. So what do I end up doing?
Kick-boxing.
You heard right. Kick-boxing. It's fun, good exercise, and the pay ain't bad. Plus, to an extent, I'll take whatever I can get.
Other than that, my life's been pretty boring lately. Don't get me wrong, in many ways that's a great thing. At least I'm not in some kinda trouble 24/7. So Un and my friends been having a long break from all a that. But I do miss adventuring...
Speaking of Un, he really needs to get out of his office more. It seems that all he ever does is work. Or at least look busy...I really don't know. He may be a robot, but that doesn't mean a lil' fresh air will hurt him. After all, he doesn't rust.
PheePhee's been a lot more happy lately, which is all I could ever ask for. Her teachers say she's doing really well in school...Can't say the same for my sister, Tink...But she won't talk to me.
That's all I got for now, I'll get back to you guys if I have any more updates. See ya.
-Twinx
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Un is...Wow. I-I...I don't know if there's any way I can say this without making it sound ridiculously corny and cliche. *takes a deep breath* No, no. He's worth it. Even if I do start gagging over my own words.
All that he is, I adore. His understandingness...His witty humor...Heh...His snarky remarks...And can somebody who you'd expect to be too busy plotting world domination still have time to help out a girl like me? Me - probably the most annoying and troubled girl anyone will ever meet in their life. I'm stubborn, I'm impatient, I'm whiny, I'm danger-prone...Though, somehow, he puts up with it with a tolerance I've never seen from anybody before.
He's wise, he's patient, he's courageous (well, when he needs to be), he's confident, he's clever...A tad bit conceited, to be honest, but hey, I like that too. Big egos are adorable.
Our adventures together were just epic...I still remember how I crash-landed my spaceship...And how he fixed it for me...And then stole a couple things...Yes, Un. I know about it...I want my neopoints back in my glove compartment.
We went to Faerieland, into the Hidden Tower, and fought this mutant...Un ended up knocking him out with Achyfi. That beverage is a wonderful weapon. Un convinced me that Sloth wasn't worth working for. I did agree, actually, already. But his words and Sloth's insults gave me the extra push to quit Sloth's army. And the pay, too. It wasn't that great.
We encountered Sloth, but he got away...And the Space Faerie, who was with us earlier, disappeared. And Fyora was no where to be seen, strangely enough...Then Twista came in, attacked, and Un stuck him in a bottle with the bottleizer he snagged from Dr. Sloth...*grins* Revenge is nice.
We then followed Sloth to Mystery Island, after grabbing some weaponry at the not-so-Hidden Tower, first.
Geraptiku Ruins. We travelled through. Gizmo, Twista's petpet, came lookin' for him. We bottled him, too, after taking his infinite storage cube...Then we eventually found Sloth...
I wanted to help fight, but Un forced me to get back to my spacecruiser. I was stubborn about it, but eventually agreed. Un managed to trap Sloth inside that infinite storage cube and then returned to the cruiser safely...And I was there to glomp-attack him, haha. Hey, I was worried, okay?
Then, after this, as well as an episode of illness I had that he helped cure me of, we went on a mini-vacation in Shenkuu. Heh. Probably the only quiet time we got. Although still recovering from the emotional trauma Twista had put me through beforehand, I did break down crying at one point...
Many other things, too; falling ceilings, Twista comin' after me...Again and again. That guy just doesn't give up. There was also a time were I went through demonic possession. Got rid of that demon though. And just a bunch of zombies, pirates, mutants, meepits, etc...Anyway, all the way through, Un's had my back and I had his. We never got much time to spend alone together, seeing as we were constantly being attacked, but we did get to play laser tag and video games and stuff occassionally.
Anyways...
Well, Un's a good leader, a great friend, a marvelous criminal, and he don't ever give up - period. He cares so much about me, you'd be amazed at what he had to put up with having me around. Because of how reserved he is with his feelings I don't realize it at times...But he does care. I'm a pest, it's who I am. I know he knows it, too. But I guess it don't matter to him. And I'm really surprised that he doesn't mind sticking around even knowing that I'm very danger-prone.
I'm still not sure if he completely trusts me, though. I just wanna make him feel comfortable enough to tell me anything and trust that I'll keep his secrets. Or just know that he can count on me when he's in a jam.
Do I trust him?
I wouldn't put my life in his hands if I didn't, aight? I know people be tellin' me you can't trust a robot, but I think that's ludicrous. He's never hurt me before, intentionally anyway. Sure, he's not always there for me, but he's never tried to hurt me.
You know...Personality-wise, he reminds me a lot of my dad. Like my dad, he makes me feel safe and cared about. This is good and bad. Bad because when he's not around, I just...I feel empty (oh the cheesiness). Which makes me a bit too dependent on him, I guess. Which I shouldn't be, he needs his space...He's also really reserved like my dad was...Cocky, clever, wise for his age, tons a stuff. I guess this is what makes me more attached to him.
Other than my dad, and Buzzy (long-time BFF), he's definitely the best friend I've ever had...Nakupenda, Un. Nakupenda.
And the cheesiness ceases here (hopefully).
PheePhee is my darling little baby girl. She makes a mother proud how incredibly itelligent and understanding she is. There is no one and nothing in the world I love and adore more than her. I don't like that I'm always so busy...I feel I don't get enough time with my daughter no more...♥
Tinkie, also known as "Marshmallows", is my baby sister. Okay, so she's not a baby anymore...She's thirteen years old and radiant with intelligence and beauty. How fast they grow...I remember having to take care of her when she was just a maggot. I was a tween then, so I got annoyed by it, but now I learned to appreciate those good old days...*sigh* I wish they would come back. I wish I could see Tinkie more often...I love her to bits! However...She does have that negative and stingy attitude...Most people just don't get her like I do and start to judge her just based on their first impression of her.
My mother...Well, she did care a lot about me. She always found it very important that I'd be a "proper" young lady. She did not like the fact that I was always seeking adventure and excitement. According to her, a woman's place is at home, looking lovely in a pink dress and not doing anythin' but cookin', cleanin', paintin', and sewin'. Very old-fashioned, if you ask me. You can only imagine how she must've felt when I was with Twista...Because of that, she refused to talk with me. We still haven't talked, and can't anymore. She's my mother, and as strict and old-fashioned as she is, she's always gonna be my mother. She kinda lost it after my father passed on. And I kinda lost it after she did.
Daddy...My father was lost when I was only eleven years old. Up until then, thanks to him, I was a complete tomboy. My mother's worst nightmare. Hard to believe, ain't it? He taught me so many things...The kinda stuff a father would teach a son. I didn't have any brothers, but that didn't stop him from playing catch and basketball with me. I remember we even had mud fights. *sigh* Those were the days...The days I didn't care as much about how I looked, or whatever. I just wanted to have fun and enjoy life. With my daddy by my side. After he passed on, I...I just lost it... Oh, and also...He was a cop, undercover to be precise. He was working on taking down Sloth...Kinda ironic that I ended up working for someone he was trying his whole career to foil...Of course, I don't work for him now. In fact, I helped take Sloth down...It gives me a good feeling inside. That I was almost walking in my dad's shoes...Except my dad never wore six-inch heels. *winks*
~*Hey there! I'm Trinity. Just Trin, please. I am Twinx's Faerie Selket petpet. Twista gave me to Twinx for her 19th birthday...You know, back when everything was okay...
Anyway...When I was bought, I also met Twista's Purple Buzzer petpet, Gizmo. He intrigued me automatically, the way he seemed so annoyed by me. So I pushed his buttons for about a year, until he finally gave in. I drove him crazy, but I knew he liked me - which is why I was so persistent with bothering him. I'd ruined so many of his experiments and inventions, but he eventually forgave me...
We became pretty close after a while...Especially after he found out I wasn't just some ditz. I may be quite the girly-girl, but I am pretty smart, if I do say so myself. Silly MoMo didn't know what to expect from me.
We also have a son named Gyro. He is such an amazingly smart little baby. I guess he gets it from his parents, hehe.
Gizmo should be watching Gyro right now...Knowing him, he's probably too busy working on his inventions. I should go check on them soon...
Tensions have increased between me and Gizmo lately...We've been arguing a lot and just can't seem to get along lately..But, we'll work through it. We always do.
Well, that's all I have to say for now...Until next time, guest!~*
Buzzy and I go far back. I knew her as a little kid, and reunited with her as a teen. We have a lot of the sames tastes, everything from food to music to clothing. Her and I are very close, and I hope to keep it that way. I remember all the mischief we got into as kids. Sometimes I think and wish those memories never even happened, cause I miss them so much...Buzzy and I don't speak that much anymore. She's got her studies, her twins, and her work. I've definitely gotta figure out when we could get the time to hang out like we used to...
Demon is quite the charmer with me...But I do see him as more of an older brother. No matter what, he looks out for me. Demon may annoy me a lot, and get on my nerves, but he's a real sweetie at times. Even if he don't seem that way on the surface. I always wanted an older brother. Although he sometimes does go to extremes to get my attention...I mean, he always acts so goofy and childish around me, but people tell me he is very professional and reserved, even a little cold, when I'm not around...Recently though, he's upset with me cause I broke a lot of his expensive pottery or somethin' when I was being controlled by this device on my neck. Un managed to get it off me, but Demon's still not convinced it wasn't really me tryna break his stuff.
KiKi is adorable! Although I do get into fights with her quite a bit, she's very fun to be around. She's got this benevolence and understanding that is really rare in most people. And she's always got a positive attitude for life. She definitely inspires me. The best thing is that she's so loyal to her friends. She's never forgotten my birthday, the date of the day we became friends, and always gives me gifts for every holiday...Even just randomly at times. It's great that I can spend more time with her now that she's not locked up in her palace...
Sparkle is my daily sunshine. She's so sweet, caring, kind, considerate. She's already shown herself to be a great friend. I hope I could get to know her better, she is definitely a friend worth keeping.
BuzzerFly used to just be an ally. That is, until he grew out of his immature teen ways. He used to be a major prankster. BuzzerFly's definitely more of a gentleman now and I have wonderful conversations with him sometimes about absolutely anything. He's very insightful. - However recently it seems as if he's been reverting back to his old ways...I hope he don't keep it up!
Killa...I do know is he's got my back when I do need him to. I do get the feeling he does care, but at the same time he's pretty selfish. I dunno...He's done hard time and he's still tryna recover from that. He's sweet, but sometimes he makes me just wanna punch him. I think Sparkle bein' in his life is really helpin' him.
Twista...It's funny how sometimes the ones you love most also happen to be the ones that hurt you the most. Twista's a fine example. First two years with him were like heaven, well sorta...Sure, he was an obnoxious jerk even then, but he wasn't to me. That is, until the third year...It was still okay at that time...But the fourth year is what hurt the most. Especially the last six months. Torture. Plain torture. I could not put up with it any longer. Although I hate him so much for the pain he put me through, I still somehow forgive him. I guess I believe it's not entirely his fault...All the same, he is now an enemy, without a doubt.
Dr. Frank Sloth, my previous boss who I am no longer working for. He's a ruthless and ignorant creature. I no longer wish to have anything to do with him or anybody who works for him.
Queen Fyora. Yes. The Faerie Queen. Along with her many Faerie associates. Not the Neopet Faeries, but the Human-looking ones...That burrito-loving queen is a devious one in pink. Surprised? You shouldn't be. Her and her line of grooming products. She's part of the reason I'm so self-conscious! Fyora used to always pick on me when it came to looks. And her and the other faeries who trained me used to always pull these terrible pranks on me. These pranks caused many of the irrational fears I still have today! Fyora does not deserve to rule Neopia as much as Dr. Sloth. And I can't believe my mother was actually friends with her!
My head hurts from talking so much...I'mma go lie down now...Bye!
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