Okay I don't even know where I'm going with this...

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BASICS
Name: CrossBones
Identification: At gun point
Gender: Male
Set: Crying Idol Mask, Dotd Pelt, Real Deer Antlers
Voice: x (at 0:08)

PERSONALITY
Personality: Vivacious, Curious, Observer, Inquisitive, Friendly, Lazy, Calm, Patient, Hot tempered, Can be intimidating, Powerful

RELATIONS

ART
By me: x(uncolored human appearance)
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Minori stared up into the darkening sky, the far western horizon blazed red as a golden sun sank bellow. The sky was cloudless yet diamond tears fell, spattering the stones all around. Rust red hair, a mere shade lighter than the blood-wet pool he laid in, fell away from his face. A band of boyish freckles played across the bridge of his nose, enhancing the green of his eyes. Blood bubbled in the corner of his mouth to spill down his cheek. Opening his pale lips a fraction, Minori dragged a painful breath into his lunges. Long ragged cuts had been crossed down the breast of his once white shirt, now stained with his own scarlet. His eyelids fluttered closed as he drew another rasping breath. “Why Aki...? Why...?”


The night sky burned bright with a thousand dancing lights as a crescent moon cast a silver curtain over the darkened world, like a lamp-post lighting the old streets of London. A young boy with rust red hair ran past a doorway, his voice piping as he was not yet of age. “I'm late! Why do I always have to take a leak just when it's lights out? And why does the loo have t'close down at early dark? Man I hate it!” slowing to look behind him, the boy scratched his chin. “Man the Barrack-master's gonna have my hide if I don't hurry!” Taking off at top speed, skidded around the corner of a building; only to run straight into something.
OOOPPH!!!
“Ow... what on earth...?” he began, rubbing the back of his head. Then stopped, for sitting right in front of him, was someone else. Someone he had never seen before.
“Would you watch where your going?! Geez! What is with you?!” The kid snapped, his voice squeaking.
Pulling up his courage, he answered as bravely as he could. “Getting back to the barracks, I don't wanna get in trouble. And sorry to have run into you. I didn't know you were here.”
“Well look closer next time... wait.

[center]Hexane's Personality & Behavior

Personality & Behavior:
[=11]`Isn't judge mental
`Spend most of his time alone.
`Strong will
`Tends to worry about others well being rather than his own.
`Isn't religious, dislikes having or hearing religious conversations.
`He respects the twin gods but will not pray to them
`Prefers the company of down to earth does & stags.
`Easily annoyed by the chaotic behavior of most young does & stags.
`If your to be around him he demands some respect
`Will observe others for a short period of time before joining them in whatever antics they partake.
`Doesn't like to show his weaknesses.
`Can fend for himself & if he gets into an argument that leads to a tussle he will not allow others to step in & fight his battles.
`Dislikes younger stags that try to show dominance over him. He will not hesitate to put them in their place.
`Will not go out of his way to start a fight but he will let the offender know he means business if messed with.
`Thinks of himself as a fatherly figure
`Doesn't take taunting well. In fact this is one of the things he wont tolerate. He will take it upon himself to fix the problem.
`Is fond of fawns. Enjoys teaching them tricks of the trade.
`Tends to keep his anger bottled up inside rather than letting it out.
`Overall he is a somewhat mellow stag but if used or pushed to far he will snap spewing the bottled up emotions he has been storing.
`Doesn't like for his emotions to be toiled with.
`Is very unsure of the endless forest & often doubts his existence in it
`Although he wont admit it more often than not he is extremely silent to wards the opposite sex. He tends to watch their every move from a distance, studying them as if he has never seen a doe before.
`Is independent.

The rules:
Think of a book title. ONLY book titles, not movie or video game titles.
Replace one word in the title with the word "Baconstrips".
Die laughing. B|

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Examples~

"The Chamber of Baconstrips"

"The Secret Baconstrips"

"War of the Baconstrips."

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C'mon community, let's have a few laughs. |D

How is it possible to love sight unseen?
Feel the words like arms wrapped round?
And each breath mingle with what you glean
As you read each word slow and spellbound.

As it begins each time you swear you will stop
But you crave the words like an addictive drug
And you make up wild tales through teardrops
And the words call your name as you shrug.

You decide to look just one more time and sigh
As the truth begins to encircle your mind
You realize and feel captivity by your inward eye
And love has come and your heart is entwined.

All your schemes and plans to remain alone
Come tumbling down through a heart felt poem
All your sense and sensibilities have flown
For a moment's taste of love's sweet honey comb.

Now in angst and anguish you await and lie
Trying over and over again to rationalize
The path to take, to walk away or satisfy
The writhing fire within, that begins to tantalize.

There is no middle path when love enters in
There is only flame, fire, and intense desires
And the decisions to run or mentor sin
Creates your life that quenches and inspires.

You can love sight unseen
And words will connect the hearts and beam
Love's eternal and evergreen
Quest to mold and create a desirable dream


The cost will always be high
For love's price is creative souls combined
It cares not what rule or who it mortifies
Only that you make the ultimate compromise.