Post by ophelia on Jul 7, 2015 23:25:42 GMT -5
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[attr="class","appn"]ophelia
[attr="class","appc"]age 050
[attr="class","appc"]group strigoi
[attr="class","appc"]sex female
[attr="class","appc"]occupation diviner
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it hurts to be a broken thing. [break][break]
and you have broken more things than you can count with those devilish hands of yours. you have not left a single dish unscathed and every person that has ever had the misfortune of meeting you has never left without scars. the world is not kind to such pretty and beautiful things. (you are not one of them.) you have shattered every mirror that has ever come in your wake and you are thankful that you cannot see yourself. who you were is afraid of what you have become. but you have only ever been a gaping maw with carnassial teeth and a voracious appetite for your own self-destruction. [break][break]
you had learned from a young age that girls like you ought to prepare for disappointment. girls like you who wear their hearts on their sleeves have the words 'lovemelovemeLOVEME' embroidered into your skin. girls like you spend too much time loving others but never enough loving yourselves. you had learned from a young age that girls like you ought to prepare for disappointment because the world is not kind to such pretty and beautiful things. you built the first wall when you learned that the boy you liked did not like you in turn.[break][break]
you built the second when you learned that your best friend made fun of you behind your back.[break][break]
you built the third when you learned that no matter how hard you tried; you would never be good enough for them.[break][break]
you built the last because you were afraid the other three would not stand.[break][break]
because the world is cruel to pretty and beautiful things.[break][break]
you have never been something delicate and soft. you have always been something intense. something bright. you have planets carved into your souls and galaxies in your veins. you have stardust in your eyes and while other girls maybe sunrises and sunsets, you are the sun. you spun a crown of gold for yourself and you built a throne of corpses and fallen empires to reach the stars. your hands cup around your mouth and you shout:[break][break]
make me your queen or i will destroy you.[break][break]
but stars do not have ears and so your throne collapses from beneath you and you fall. you are not the sun. you are a supernova. there is rot in your heart and you SEE YOU SEE YOU SEE YOU SCREAM YOU SCREAM YOU SCREAM but no one hears you no one believes you.[break][break]
because the world is cruel to pretty and beautiful things [break]
a thing like you could never be loved.
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it hurts to be a broken thing. [break][break]
and you have broken more things than you can count with those devilish hands of yours. you have not left a single dish unscathed and every person that has ever had the misfortune of meeting you has never left without scars. the world is not kind to such pretty and beautiful things. (you are not one of them.) you have shattered every mirror that has ever come in your wake and you are thankful that you cannot see yourself. who you were is afraid of what you have become. but you have only ever been a gaping maw with carnassial teeth and a voracious appetite for your own self-destruction. [break][break]
you had learned from a young age that girls like you ought to prepare for disappointment. girls like you who wear their hearts on their sleeves have the words 'lovemelovemeLOVEME' embroidered into your skin. girls like you spend too much time loving others but never enough loving yourselves. you had learned from a young age that girls like you ought to prepare for disappointment because the world is not kind to such pretty and beautiful things. you built the first wall when you learned that the boy you liked did not like you in turn.[break][break]
you built the second when you learned that your best friend made fun of you behind your back.[break][break]
you built the third when you learned that no matter how hard you tried; you would never be good enough for them.[break][break]
you built the last because you were afraid the other three would not stand.[break][break]
because the world is cruel to pretty and beautiful things.[break][break]
you have never been something delicate and soft. you have always been something intense. something bright. you have planets carved into your souls and galaxies in your veins. you have stardust in your eyes and while other girls maybe sunrises and sunsets, you are the sun. you spun a crown of gold for yourself and you built a throne of corpses and fallen empires to reach the stars. your hands cup around your mouth and you shout:[break][break]
make me your queen or i will destroy you.[break][break]
but stars do not have ears and so your throne collapses from beneath you and you fall. you are not the sun. you are a supernova. there is rot in your heart and you SEE YOU SEE YOU SEE YOU SCREAM YOU SCREAM YOU SCREAM but no one hears you no one believes you.[break][break]
because the world is cruel to pretty and beautiful things [break]
a thing like you could never be loved.
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ophelia has been blessed with the gift of divination. she can predict future outcomes of situations, down to the last millisecond before an event occurs. however, she is only able to do so via practices that are done by so-called fortune tellers rather than by choice or by random coincidence. palm readings, crystal balls, and tarot cards especially are her methods of choice. unfortunately, she never sees the possible positive outcomes. she only sees threads intertwining that lead to a disastrous end. because of this, few choose to believe in her warnings out of refusal to believe in their own morality. she often brings that end closer as a result of her interventions to prevent the outcomes.
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ophelia has been blessed with the gift of divination. she can predict future outcomes of situations, down to the last millisecond before an event occurs. however, she is only able to do so via practices that are done by so-called fortune tellers rather than by choice or by random coincidence. palm readings, crystal balls, and tarot cards especially are her methods of choice. unfortunately, she never sees the possible positive outcomes. she only sees threads intertwining that lead to a disastrous end. because of this, few choose to believe in her warnings out of refusal to believe in their own morality. she often brings that end closer as a result of her interventions to prevent the outcomes.
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played by: aphelion. [break]
face claim: [b]d. gray man,[/b] [i]lenalee lee[/i] - ophelia
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played by: aphelion. [break]
face claim: [b]d. gray man,[/b] [i]lenalee lee[/i] - ophelia
