Post by huzzah! on Dec 28, 2010 15:41:25 GMT -5
! CRASH AND BURN ~
do your knees go weak when i barely speak~
[Name;] they go by many different names, and names can be like a pair of clothing to them. If it no longer fits their interests then they just go by new ones, however, they enjoy the name Crash and Burn... at the moment
[Gender;] Both are males.
[Species;] Red wolves canis lupus rufus
[Age;] four years
[Pelt Colors;] A stunning kaleidoscope of red and brown.
[Eye Color;]a plain brown, oh how unoriginal
[Abnormalities;].. hmm.. nothing.
[Strange Markings;] dark teal markings that cover their eyes and streak down their cheeks.
did you hear that i was so charming
[Personality;] With the evil, they are wicked. For the good, they are saints. The play personalities like they do their name, whatever fits their fancies. They are what you call a neutral party, the play for all and no pack, any and every person.
Despite the fact, they with personalities and emotions, they are always out-going and flirtatious, egos big enough to smother anyone who's near. With vanity playing to their every whim, and handsome without scars to the psychical body, they try to make it known that they are god's greatest creations.
Perhaps you haven't noticed, but from the way they talk, to the way they walk, they are twins, and true to twin nature, they have a tendency to copy the other's movement. But they have mastered the art of confusion, split image of the other, mirror images. If one slouches, the other automatically does so as well. It's hard to tell who started the movement and who followed.
They think, they feel the same way. They know what the other likes, dislikes. They speak with the same drawl, the rolls of the 'r' and the lilt of the s.
They are social butterflies, fluttering to the people who fancy them, and boy, they love to tease. No insult can sway them, no banter can beat them down. Their ego pushes them upward and with their heads in the clouds, it'll take something quite catastrophic to put their feet on the floor.
They aren't exactly the best people to be friends with, as they would easily sell out any secrets you tell them to another, as they enjoy playing with people, like a god plays with his pawns. A different view of thinking allows them to do so, and they feel loyalty to only themselves.
[Likes;]
People;; ooh yes, life ain't much fun without a few people along for the ride.
Rivers and/or reflective surfaces;; they can't walk around looking hideous, that would just be bad for their reputations.
Bantering/Insults;;; someone who knows the teasing game they play, who can take an insult and throw it back.
Adventures;;; Very few people are known for their stunning good looks, so these two do what they can to make themselves known.
Confusing people;; With running, over-lapping sentences, mirror movements, nothing more satisfying then the look of confusion and wonder on their faces.
[Dislikes;]
Depressed people;; just a burr in your fur they say.
Fighting;; wrestling and small bickerings are alright, but they don't want to be there when the fangs start to flash and the bones start to break.
Boredom;; the whole, you live only once really strikes and they try to out-do each day to be better than the last one.
Connections;; They are as eager to break the bonds as soon as they make them.
Being Confused;; It's not so much fun when the tables turn.
[Strengths;]
- twice the brain, twice the brawn you mess with one you get two.
- intelligence Just because they act stupid, doesn't mean they are.
- friendly;; not that they are the prime canidates to be a great friend, they always greet people with smiles.
[Weaknesses;]
- cowardice;; they aren't the bravest of the brave and would run, than get blood on their fur.
-oblivious they can be to other people's emotions.
- one another;; if crash were to lost burn, and burn would lose crash, than you can expect unholy terror of flying fury, and lifetime bent on revenge.
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i've become what a mother wouldn't want in a son ~
[Mother;] Fiora
[Father;] Caine
[Mate;] still bachelors baby -wink-
[Children;] if they had children you can bet that they would be as glorious as they are, but no, no offspring.
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(c) Lyrics to Cute is What We Aim For
Outline to V.anadium of The Crossfire
