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♥{{RP Character}}♥

Name: Elysia Kaname

Nickname or Alias: Elysia, Dark side, Hay Hay, Guardian.

Race: Shadow Angel, & Vampire.

Age: 635

Age appears to be: 16

Hair: Straight

Color: Dark brown, with the tint of red

Style: Shoulder length, with cut bangs angling across my left eye.

Eyes: Change by mood. Blue: Happy; Green: Jealous; Red: Pissed off; Golden topaz: Playful; Grey: Sad; Solid white: Angelic form; Solid Black with red sparks: Vampire form.

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Height: 5’ 8’’

Weight: 155 lbs.

Physical Build: Lean and fairly muscular.

Dominate Hand: Right.

Alignment: To my family and friends if they need me.

Equipment: None?

Weapons: Daggers on the sides of my legs, a long sword.

Clothing: A solid black tight shirt stretches to my waist. A pure silver dagger hangs from my neck. A pair of jeans hug at my hips, and hang loosely down my legs to a pair of converse. My nails black and filed sharply with green tips, glowing brightly, as a gold band ring is placed on my left hand on the ring finger, showing everyone that I'm taken.

Piercing: A piercing is also driven threw the cartilage of my belly button. A stud is stabbed into the left side of my nose. Three studs rest in the cartilage of my right ear, while four remain on my left ear.

Tattoos: Angelic writing is scribbled down the right side of my face, when decrypted it reads "Guardian of the Shadows" forever embedded in my skin. On my left shoulder blade a skull is placed. A ring of fire tattoo rests around my belly button.

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Special Abilities: Manipulating shadows, Telepathy, Poison Condemnation, Pain Transfer, Fast Speed, Poisonous Nails.

Poison- I can stop my breathing to bring all the poison injected into my body, and direct it to my hands, where the poison seeps out of my pores, into my hands, and my nails take in the poison, and I can then use the poison with my Poisonous Nails.

Shadows- I can travel threw shadows, and use shadows as weapons, or shields. I can solidify shadows, and just as easily turn it back into a gas, or shade of color. Traveling threw the shadows allows me to get places easily, without needing super speed.

Pain Transfer- If I can lay hands on someone long enough, I can mentally tap into their nerves and sooth their pain, and bring the pain into myself, making myself feel their pain. But, it can also work in reverse. I can force all my pain into someone else. You could say the taking pain part, could be considered "Healing" But, it is more then that, so I don't call it that. But, if someone wants, they can say technically it is healing.

Magic: Elements, Kiss of Healthy Death.

Elements- I mainly use earth, and water as my elements, but I mix the elements together, with shadow. By using water, and combining it with shadow, I can condense, or evaporate the water, and have the gas particles form around someone, then solidify, trapping them within the dark water. Earth, allows me to sink into the sand and appear in other places, if there are no shadows present.

Kiss of Healthy Death- When someone she cares about is close to death, she has a choice to make. She can chose whether or not to take, or give life. She can either suck the life out of them and bring it into her own body, and their soul can rest in peace, or she can give life. If she decided to give life, she gives her own life, and all her powers of her own, and powers she has collected to the person she gives it to.

Character Personal-


Personality: Normally held back from others. She doesn’t normally fight unless challenged, or if it is to protect her family and friends. When around people she knows, she can have a wonderful time, and have some drinks. But when around enemies, she shows almost no emotion, and is always trying to stay strong for her family. She hates to show sadness, because it makes her feel weak, and she won’t allow herself to be weak. She is very respectful, and honors a commitment. She does what ever she has to for her family, and would die for them. She fights fair, and won't use cheap tricks.

Background/History: When she was a teenager, she woke up in the dark woods. She had no memory of who she was, only having the silver dagger necklace around her neck, and a long black robe with a hood. She struggled to live in the woods, with no idea of the outside world. One night in the black forest a beast came upon her, and charged at her. She hid in the shadows, and wished to be somewhere else. She told herself over and over again, to be in a safer part of the woods, and with a swift brush of the wind, she opened her eyes to find herself clear across the woods, in her safe out under some large rocks. She shook in confusion but soon learned to control it.
One day while traveling threw the shadows, she became very exhausted, and couldn’t travel by shadows for a while. She was still new to it, so it exhausted her easily. The wolfs around noticed this, and decided to use it to their advantage. The wolfs attacked, and she tried to hold them off, but couldn’t for very long. They decided not to kill her, and left her half dead in the middle of the forest. There weren’t shadows here, and she was too weak to travel. Hours after her laying there bruised and bleeding, a woman stumbled across her. Her name was Jetleena. She took Elysia in and treated her wounds. Jetleena accepted Elysia as her daughter. To this day she is still her mother.
At this moment, she has six daughters, and one son. Her daughters names are Amber Shining, Alesana Darkness, Emmaxlovelyx, xBloodySuicideDollx, sinnocence, AllThingsInk. Her son's name is Light. She is engaged to shadow of void, and so happy about it. Jetleena is still her mother, and a happy grandmother.


{{♥ My AP Family ♥}}
♥ Fiance- shadow of the void
♥ Father-
♥ Mother- Angelflower
♥ Sisters- PrInCeSsOfRoCk
♥ Brothers- Jack22
♥ Uncles-
♥ Grandfather-
♥ Daughters- Alesana Darkness, Amber Shining, Emmaxlovelyx, xBloodySuicideDollx, sinnocence, AllThingsInk
♥ Sons- kira666


Still need a few people to fill the spots.
So, if you're interested, let me know? ^_^
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{{Real me.}}
Age: 14
Height: 5' 7"
Eye Color: Changes between blue and green and grey.
Hair Color: Dark brown with a red tint on the top layer.
Likes: Aiden, Poetry, Photography, Music, Art, Darkness.
Dislikes: Pink, Light, Fakes, Liars, Cheaters.
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6th grade: I cared only about what people thought of me. Because of it, I had anxiety and panic attacks.

7th Grade: I didnt give a shit about what people thought of me, and it was the best year of my life.

8th grade: I moved somewhere new, and I'm a little self consious. But, with people I know, I am carefree. I'm working on being as care free as I was in 7th grade. But, for the time being, I have a bit of anxiety still. And, I'm Aitheist, and willing to admit it to anyone, (Except my family, they would kill me. >.<) But, my mother and father don't completely understand me yet. So, I'll just have to wait on that one. ^_^

People can call me anything they want, any insult they can think of. I agree with them. Someone calls me an dugly fat whore, I'll agree. I completly hate myself, and I've gotten over people calling me things. When you get tormented since you are a toddler, you get use to people treating you badly.

I am looked upon as the, "Freak," or the "Outcast." Most people don't even take the time to learn about me. But, there are those few people, who are openminded enough, to say hi, and learn who I really am.

I'm not what people would call GIRLY. I'm a tom boy, and damned proud of it. I wrestle, play football, and hang with guys. It's more fun to get down and dirty, then to worry about braking a nail. OMG I BROKE A NAIL! Haha fuck that. ^_^



If you want to know any more, then message me.

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(_) Smoked a cigarette
(x) Drank so much you threw up
(X) Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
(_) Been arrested
(X) Gone on a blind date
(X) Skipped school
(X) Seen someone die
(_) Been to Canada
(X) Been to Florida
(_) Been to Mexico
(_) Been on a plane
(X) Been lost
(x) Been on the opposite side of the country
(_) Gone to Washington , DC
(X) Swam in the ocean
(X) Felt like dying....
(X) Cried yourself to sleep
(x) Played cops and robbers
(x) Recently colored with crayons
(x) Sang karaoke badly
(x) paid for a meal with only coins
(X) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(X) Made prank phone calls
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(_) Laughed until liquid came out of the other end
(x) Caught a snowflake on your tongue.
(x) Danced in the rain
(X) Written a letter to Santa Claus
(X) Been kissed under the mistletoe
(x) Watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) Blown bubbles
(X) Made a bonfire on the beach
(x) Crashed a party
(X) Gone roller-skating
(X) Ice-skating

The strength of a man isn't in the width of his shoulders
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.

The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.

The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good of buddies he is with his children.

The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.

The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.

The strength in a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart...that lies within his chest.

The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in can he be true to one woman.

The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
-Author Unknown

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Put this on your page if your against abuse of any kind or have been abused..

Month One

Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of
your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.



Month Two

Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.



Month Three

You know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes you happy. I always want
you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad
too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.



Month Four

Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a
lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it
too.



Month Five

You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?



Month Six

I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!!



Month Seven

Mommy, I'm okay. I'm in heaven now with God. He told me what abortion is. Why didn't you want me Mommy?



Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. Take this and if you have a heart, place this on your page. ?



~So true.~

One Nation, "Under GOD"

One day, a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The Teacher was explaining evolution to the children. The Teacher asked a little boy:

TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.

TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.

TEACHER: Did you see GOD?

TOMMY: No.

TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see GOD because HE isn't there. He just doesn't exist.

The little girl spoke up wanting to ask the boy some questions. The Teacher agreed.

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?

TOMMY: Yes.

LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?

TOMMY: Yessssss!

LITTLE GIRL; Tommy, do you see the Teacher?

TOMMY: Yes

LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?

TOMMY: No!

LITTLE GIRL: "Then according to what we were taught today, she doesn't have one........... "

FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

i am the man who died alone in the hospital , because they stopped operating on my when they found out that i was homosexual .

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

*Repost this on your page if you believe homophobia is wrong*




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If you love rock or any form of rock, paste this on your page!!

*A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile.

TO EVERY GIRL


To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times.

To every girl that dresses cute, not skanky.

To every girl who wants to be called beautiful, not hot.

To every girl that thinks they are fat and wants him to
say I don't care just to show how much she means to him.

To every girl that will spend her whole day looking for the perfect present for you.

To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.

To every girl who would just once like to be treated like a princess.

To every girl that just wants to hold hands.

To every girl that kisses him with meaning.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WISHES HE CARED MORE.

To every girl who just once, wants a guy to give their jacket up when she is cold.

To every girl who just wants him to call.

To every girl who lies awake at night thinking about him.

To every girl that just wants to cuddle.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO SHOWS HOW MUCH SHE CARES BUT GETS NOTHING BACK.

To every girl that ever thought "Maybe this one could be the one."

To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she actually doesn't think it is funny.

To every girl who is just looking for that one and only and is having a rough time along the way.

To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS WORDS BACKED UP WITH ACTIONS.

TO EVERY girl that FELL for ALL the LIES ONLY TO FIND THEMSELVES ALONE in the END.

To every girl that gave her heart away to have it shoved back in her face.

To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.

Post This^^^^^^^ On Your Page If You ARE the "Girl"
For Guys Post it if you want to find a girl like that and if you have then post it and Put at last line "I Love a Girl Like That"

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put this on your page if you think
>>>>>>>ITS OKAY TO CRY<<<<<<<<


This is Mr. Bunny. Please paste him on your page to help him accomplish his goal of conquering all the member profiles on AP.

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My name is Chris
I am three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else I'm locked up
All day long.
When I'm awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe ill just get
One whipping tonight.
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's bar.
I hear him curse
My name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its my fault
He suffers at work.
He slaps and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And run to the door
Hes already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken,
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don't pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because your effected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

PUT THIS IN YOUR HOMEPAGE IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

RACISM IS WRONG!!!

A black man walks into a resturaunt and orders some food. The waitress, who is white, refuses to serve him, saying he is colored. The man looked at her and said:

When I was born, I was black.

When I grow up, I'm black.

When I go into the sun, I'm black.

When I'm cold, I'm black.

When I'm scared, I'm black.

When I get sick I'm black.

When I die, I'm still black.

But you,

When you were born, you wre pink.

When you grow up, you're white.

When you go in the sun, you're red.

When your cold, you're blue.

When your scared, you're yellow.

When you get sick, you're green.

And, when you die, you're gray.

And you're calling me colored??


I remembered what you said.
you told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
the way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"
Mom, His voice seems far away.
My own blood all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven,
put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say I love you, Mom
So I love you and good-bye.

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