Post by Andi on Nov 13, 2006 17:32:04 GMT -5
Dubbed: Andi
Born:Naiad
Breathes: Darkness
Serving as:Undefined
Painted: Bay
Charachter: Born wicked rugged and totured... a soul long lost to the devil... Must I go on, speaking so delicatly can you hear the story.... the story.... the story molding the persona of the one... The one of great shame and fear.... The one that described alliance... What was I saying? The words echoed slughtly in my head.... Who was I? I am a rebellion.... touch me with teh hands of another.... hold the whitty body as it dies.... dead, dead to many others.... May I hold my head up to him, as satan takes my doul. Fear not, dont touch, for I might fall to peices. My mind, a riddled trap of puzzles, strangly controurted.... Speaking of them it drowns out the stage.... Born of dark liance for my least favorite games. Such nonesence riddles the mind of the one identrified as Andi.... Fear not, dont touch, as I may fall to peices.....
Physical:img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/hlspoisonivy/AndyPersona.jpg
Story: Born to a a dark alliance, raised as a servant, I compalin. Teach me not of my favorite games, the work load increases until I take the blame. The middle of the night approaches with drear, waking and shouting as I hear.., Pistons flying, blood spills, as I am a murdera.... My parents bloody and dyign from their own kin. I am a monster, let me leave my sould to dwindle. Journey far and wide, for I must id my skull, a bounty placed upon thy..... Four years of solitude and misunderstanding I fall through a crack. Mental crack fo the brain, lety me play my least favorite games. Along a land comes of great perportion strangly filled with creations of resemblance and here I am to stay....
Weird, yes sorry.
Born:Naiad
Breathes: Darkness
Serving as:Undefined
Painted: Bay
Charachter: Born wicked rugged and totured... a soul long lost to the devil... Must I go on, speaking so delicatly can you hear the story.... the story.... the story molding the persona of the one... The one of great shame and fear.... The one that described alliance... What was I saying? The words echoed slughtly in my head.... Who was I? I am a rebellion.... touch me with teh hands of another.... hold the whitty body as it dies.... dead, dead to many others.... May I hold my head up to him, as satan takes my doul. Fear not, dont touch, for I might fall to peices. My mind, a riddled trap of puzzles, strangly controurted.... Speaking of them it drowns out the stage.... Born of dark liance for my least favorite games. Such nonesence riddles the mind of the one identrified as Andi.... Fear not, dont touch, as I may fall to peices.....
Physical:img.photobucket.com/albums/v608/hlspoisonivy/AndyPersona.jpg
Story: Born to a a dark alliance, raised as a servant, I compalin. Teach me not of my favorite games, the work load increases until I take the blame. The middle of the night approaches with drear, waking and shouting as I hear.., Pistons flying, blood spills, as I am a murdera.... My parents bloody and dyign from their own kin. I am a monster, let me leave my sould to dwindle. Journey far and wide, for I must id my skull, a bounty placed upon thy..... Four years of solitude and misunderstanding I fall through a crack. Mental crack fo the brain, lety me play my least favorite games. Along a land comes of great perportion strangly filled with creations of resemblance and here I am to stay....
Weird, yes sorry.
