the BASICS_____»o»
talk to my parents » Naome Le'graide
i prefer » . . . .
i'm getting older by the second » Nine plus Ten
i came into this world » The 13th of December
take a CLOSER look_____»o»
dive into those pool of color » Rosy red or a melting magenta
honestly, i didn't dye it » White as snow
what's down there » I'm a girl, thanks, much
golly, your purty » I was born an oddball and I stayed that way. Compared to the others I've grown up with, my traits aren't any that seemed to run in the bloodlines before. There weren't any other albinos and there still aren't, other than myself. It doesn't really bother me, in fact, I use it to my advantage whenever I can. Don't ask how, though. I don't get many chances to. The last time was while hiding from a Vesper inside a snow bank. That one was a close call.
The entire manner of having fair skin never proved to be a problem. It shouldn't be when you live in a place that doesn't get sun for months at a time. And even when the sun does rise, it's not for very long and it doesn't have any effect on my skin whatsoever. But this whole journey East might prove otherwise. I hear they get more sun there. I'm still not very worried though. These clothes that the Bonto made for us cover nearly everything.
Even if I have a pretty face and the most unusual eyes, it doesn't seem to take away from the fact that I'm quite... flat. The Bonto have made numerous comments on this, more confused over it than mocking, but it still gets to me. I can't do anything about it, so it shouldn't bother me, right? Wrong. Sure, I don't have anyone to compete with within the Ikujiin but I'm still self-concious. What girl isn't? [ x ]
look what i can do » Shape-shift . . . Beware of monster.
come on IN_____»o»
it's how i am » Remember the 'beware of monster' bit, I mentioned before? Yes? Well that goes father than mere appearances. With beauty comes a price and that price is an attitude that can make the largest of Bonto go running back to their mommys. Yeah, sure, I have it under control and everything, but the control breaks fast and if you don't know what you're doing, it'll bite you in the butt pretty quick.
Speaking of quick, I can honestly say that I'm quick on my toes, or I can think of things at a fairly fast pace. Now I wouldn't say that they're brilliant ideas or anything, no... But they get me where I need to be: Out of sticky situations where I'd normally be in for a world of hurt. But these ideas, the ones that just pop into my head, they're very . . . how should I say it, dark? Only they're much worse than that. My mind scares me sometimes. I get these uncontrollable thoughts that most often linger on the lines of murderous and malicious. I can truly say that I actually don't have any regards for the people around me; they're nothing more than traveling companions. Once we get where we need to be, I could care less about what happens to them. If having them around will benefit me, then that's a different story. But otherwise, they can disappear for all I care.
But that all stays in my head. Until the day comes around where I can say goodbye, I'm going to play it safe. I get the feeling that if anyone found out how I truly felt, I would be in a world of hurt that my words couldn't get me out of, no matter how quick or witty they were.
Now on regards of our 'captors' if you will. The Bonto. At first I remember them being the worst things I had ever known of. They were tall, immensely overweight and had a temper that reckoned with my own (until mine became more refined, then I was the worser of the two). As time passed and we warmed up to eachother, I found them to be quite interesting. They seemed to be the only ones I didn't ever get annoyed with, no matter how many stupid questions they asked, and I'm usually a person who gets annoyed very easily. I don't know what it was about them that made me able to get along with them, but I'm almost happy about it.
It gets tiring, being annoyed with everyone.
life in the past » I don't remember much of my past life, something in my brain won't allow it. What I do remember is feeling intense hate for the six who always got the better treatment. My whole childhood was spent on training to get better than them and envying the one who had taken care of them. The one who seemed to have such gentle hands. That's all I remember from those early years. Hate and lots of fighting. But when we came to this new planet, everything seemed to change. We no longer had our mentor to look after us and make sure everything was going right with our training. We intead had these odd creatures and things who were constantly pushing us further and further towards our breaking points until we'd be out for entire days from sheer exhaustion.
The longer we stayed with the strange creatures, the harsher our work got and we were forced to adapt again. The second time was considerably easier. The muscles in our bodies were already used to being pushed to their limits and gradually grew stronger from it. We were also given clothing, much similar to the Bonto's, to protect us from the intense cold and as time passed, our powers became stronger and much more refined, causing greater damage without as much energy or lasting for periods of time longer than ever before. Staying with the strange creatures had proved to be more beneficial in that small amount of time than the years spent with the mentor.
But we still stayed. Years and years upon more years and years . . .
I hadn't developed any real relationships with anyone. Didn't want them. It seemed like more work than it was really worth. Sure, the company would have been nice every once in a while, but I still preferred being alone rather than being surrounded by them every hour of the day. So to make sure I kept my personal bubble of silence intact, I took on more work that would take me away from the main camp and more out into the icy plains. more work that would help with my own traits rather than those of the entire group. I'm a selfish girl at heart and like I said, I could honestly care less about the others.
More years passed and I became more aware of things. I started taking notice in the way the cold affected different people and in the way they responded in dangerous situations, especially those dealing with the Vesper. It's unfortunate that this power of mine won't adopt the creatures' powers as well as their appearances, but oh well. I'm still able to use it to my advantage. Anyways, in taking different miniscule details into mind, I learned many things about the beings around me. What their weaknesses were, what affected them the most in both good and bad ways, and then applied them to my own being; changing the way I responded to things, the manner in which I fought with different creatures, the manner in which I fought as different creatures, everything really. I wanted to do everything possible to protect myself from everything I could.
All the hard work and training finally led up to this moment, the moment in which we'd actually leave the presence of the Bonto and go East in search of our mentor from years ago. I honestly didn't think that the guy would still be alive, but everyone else seemed hopeful and I'd already resorted to keeping my thoughts to myself so I had to play along. The only thing that worried me was that we'd run into the other group and everyone would forget what had happened before we came to Everlast and stop fighting.
I didn't want that to happen . . . I liked the idea of getting into another fight with the little darlings.
all ABOUT me_____»o»
i'm interested in » Straight . . . Hopefully.
not another lecture » ". . . . whatever/okay/not on your life."
give me more » FOOD , long baths , expressions of fright or terror, a good nap, finding new things to transform into
you can keep those » Not getting enough sleep, having to repeat things numerous times, long words, and strange dialects
i can't dance, though » Love Like Winter
behind the MONITOR_____»o»
Username » Kaikaku
Posting Color » in my head and out of my head
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