Post by pandora hostage backwell on Jan 10, 2010 21:04:53 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if PANDORA should fall behind...[/b]
"and they all lived happily ever after"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age fifteen
, rp experience three years +
, how you found us i own all this -cuddles site-
, contacts look on my profile[/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames panda, pan
, age fifteen
, date of birth january ninth
, species human (sweet tooth)
, canon -is a pixiewand-
, face claim jordan holland[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight ninety-eight pounds
, tattoos&piercings plugs (gague zero) in his ears, tongue, navel, nose, and lip. he has tattoos all over his back, right arm, and a few on his leg.
, distinguishing features his extremely full lips, large nose, and very small build.
, physical flaws he's short, stick thin, and pale as a vampire (almost)
, personal style scene, ftw!
, general description
Pandora is a scene king all around. Dark hair, pale skin, and enough tattoos and piercings to make your mother hide you away. He's short and skinny, not even weighing in at one hundred pounds. His ribs jut out, as well as his spine. It makes him look rather unhealthy. His skin is so pale it's almost translucent, making him look as breakable as a china doll. He has long fingers and almost completely ruined nails from his bat habit of biting them when he's bored. He paints them black to cover this imperfection up. His feet are rather small, his nails long and pointed. He looks like a wild child that's never left the forest, with dirt under his nails and mud on his jeans. He walks with a swagger, comfortable in his own skin.
He's a very pretty boy, even if he looks starved. Panda's eyes are a bright blue, with dark purple shadows under them due to lack of sleep and the drugs. His lips are full and pouty, and his nose takes up a large portion of his face. His hair is all over the place in seemingly random layers. Occasionally someone will braid the longer bits with ribbons and flowers, making him look childish running around like that. He will let it grow out past his shoulders sometimes, and other times he'll cut it off almost completely. It depends on how he's feeling. When he's feeling lazy, he just trims it. Long hair is too much of a hassle for him. He has several piercings that the fey really don't like. It's his small way of rebelling against them, almost. They make him take them out a lot of the time, but he has never lost them. Not once. Which is amazing, since he's been in Faerie so long.[/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]drugs,
blood,
being taken care of,
being 'loved',
clothes,
Nevermore,
faeries,
not having to do anything. ever,
cuddling,
making people bitchy.
, dislikes people,
humans,
being touched,
being sober,
whiny bitches,
straightedge kids,
rain,
scrawny girls (he likes them cuddly),
vampires,
lycans,
half-bloods (they steal his attention).
, strengths physically attractive,
durable,
clever,
cunning,
quirky.
, weaknesses cowardly,
attention-whore,
drug addict,
bitter,
bitchy,
completely hates the idea of humans,
and parents,
needs to be high to function properly,
disloyal,
grumpy,
submissive,
can't stand being around anything but the fey,
twisted,
murderous,
blood-thirsty,
emotionless,
helpless,
dependent on others,
desperate,
pathetic.
, goals
to never have to take care of himself again,
to stay in Faerie until someone kills him.
, fears going back to the real world,
getting his drugs taken away,
never being around faeries again,
sickness,
aging,
humans,
hunters,
cars,
birds.
, secrets he killed his brother,
sometimes he wishes he could go back to the human world. then he remembers how terrible they are,
he's completely helpless when it comes to things like tying his shoes. he just recently figured out how to brush his teeth on his own.
, personality
Pandora is a severely negative person. His bad moods and good moods really can't be told that much apart. He's an utter bitch, who completely hates the human race. the only other type of humans he can stand are the other sweet tooths, but just barely. He's a brat almost all the time, who hates being told what to do. But since the fey are so good at sweet-talking him, he'll do anything for them. Panda loves attention, and will do anything to get it. Faeries don't really have long attention spans for humans, so he has to work for his attention pretty hard. But he's almost always rewarded with his drugs or a touch. Panda is grumpy a lot of the time, only soothed by his attention or drugs.He liked picking fights with the fey, even though he loses every time. He takes pleasure in other people's pain and suffering, which makes him severely out of place around most of the other sweet tooths. He doesn't mind. He never remembers his grudges anyways.
Pandora is practically helpless, though. If you set him out into the real world, he wouldn't last a day and come crying back to his court, clinging to the first faerie he saw. He can't even tie his own shoes, let alone actually make it without the faeries to protect him. He's extremely scared of things most people would find silly, like cars or ducks. He hasn't aged from his fifteen-year old state in quite a long time, and is terrified of getting any older. Sickness never touches him, but he watches humans die from it from afar. He constantly has to be told that he's safe, and no one will get rid of him any time soon, otherwise he'll freak out extremely. He doesn't love much, except drugs and attention. But no one's judging him. He's there to please, nothing more, nothing less.[/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father deceased
, mother deceased
, sibling(s) deceased
, pet(s) he is a pet.
, other family he doesn't remember any of them.
, history
Pandora was never really supposed to happen. His father and mother already had a son, named Jason. He was their perfect baby boy. Jason was a bubbling blond thing that everyone loved and fawned over. He was smart and handsome, but his parents were forgetful and pretty soon, they had another baby on the way. By the time Jason was two, there was another child in the family. Pandora. He was a tiny, pale-skinned, black-haired bundle of hell. All he did was scream and cry and drive his parents insane until he grew out of that stage. He didn't stop his crying and screaming until he was six. None of his family liked him at all, and often compared him to Jason, saying "Pandora should be more like his brother," or "Why isn't Pandora more calm, like Jason?" It was endless. When they started school, Jason was always the favorite of the teachers and his peers. He was handsome. Perfect. A thing Padnora was constantly reminded of every time someone even talked to him. "You're not at all like Jason," the kids would say. He would respond bitterly, or hit someone for even saying his older brother's name. He hated Jason. He was the golden child.
Things didn't start getting really bad until high school. Again, Jason was picked as a favorite, and Pandora cast to the side, but his parents started in, too. "Pandora, shape up." "Pandora, take that shirt off, it makes you look like a girl." "Pandora, behave more like Jason." "Pandora, what the fuck have you done?" The list was endless. Everyone wanted Pandora to be the perfect little brother. But when people realized that that wasn't going to happen, he was simply ignored. Jason got trophies, excelled at sports, classes, everything. He had a cheerleader for a girlfriend, was even class president. Panda was ignored. His parents never even spoke to him unless he asked for money, then they'd start a fight about what he was going to do with it and it wasn't even worth it. Jason talked to Pan, though. he liked rubbing it in, he status of 'favorite child'. Pandora would fight with him, hit him, but Jason was stronger, and smarter than him, so he didn't stand much of a chance against anyone, really. His parents always took Jason's side, never even considered that it was Pan that was suffering. He was just the bonus child. No one cared what the fuck he did.
As he continued through his freshman year of high school, the abuse got worse. His brother started pushing him around, hitting him, telling him he was useless and that he should go die. Eventually he did start hitting him back, but his parents stopped him before it could escalate, nipping it right at the bud. And Jason continued to hurt him. A boy can only take so much abuse before he starts reacting in severely bad ways. So one day, after one of Jason's basketball games, he sneaked into his older brother's room and duct taped his mouth shut. Jason woke up and tried to shove him off, but Pan had planned this out better, tying his wrists and feet up with plastic ties. "Think you're so special? I bet you're no different than me on the inside," Pandora growled at his brother, pulling a kitchen knife out of his bag. Jason's muffled screams were like music to his ears.
His parents eventually woke up and went to check on Jason, their daily routine. His mother screamed at the sight of her younger son elbow deep in her golden boy's blood. His father ran to call the police, and his mother ran after him. Pandora stayed put until he heard sirens screaming toward his house, then he grabbed his things and ran. He ran and ran until he couldn't run anymore, and passed out on a park bench, somewhere in southern Washington. That was when the man showed up. Pandora could remember how handsome he was, how enticing. He offered to give him a place to sleep, and Panda gladly accepted, following him into his car like a lost puppy. The man gave him some fruit, this black grape-looking thing, and told him to eat it. He did, not really caring if someone poisoned it or not. He was starving, and the car was warm and comfortable. After that single bite, Pandora had no option but to want more and more of this strange food. So the man gave him more. Panda devoured the thing in between kisses from the strange man. He looked like he had ram horns now, but Panda didn't care. He'd do anything for more of that stuff. Pandora was taken to the man's faerie court and left for the wolves, so to speak. Panda never saw that man again, but that was okay. He didn't even remember his face anymore, just that he owed him a debt he could never repay.
The faeries got him hooked on their magic. He was their puppet on strings, and they made him dance. He never went back to his parents, who filed him as dead a mere month after he disappeared. Two days later, they were found in their swimming pool, drowned, with the words 'he lives' and 'liar' carved into their skulls.' the police never found the culprits, and their case was dropped. Pandora was always suspected in his parents death, but how could he be their murderer? He was dead, after all.[/size][/ul][/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
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, rules word -admin edit-
, rp sample .
see lilith. or seth. or irial. or wolfgang. <3[/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]wine red - the hush soundLyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
