Skeleton:
[[RPC NAME]]
[[RPC PICTURE]]
This, Is My Life Story.. : [[Biography]]
As You Can See Downstairs, I Am A : [[Gender]]
What Can Do With My Head? Well Ur.. : [[Power]]
Oh, My Birthday.. Well You Took Me Here! : [[Age]]
I'll Hit You In Head.. Not Really : [[Personality]]
I Tend To Gravitate Towards: [[Sexual Orientation]]
Oh, You Say I Missed Something On The List, Let Me Think.. Well : [[Other]]

I think that's okay...forgot sexual orientation, though. I am way too lazy to put a picture up, so just think of the stuff on my Photobucket...I'll get the profile up in time.

Kay... That better?

Yup.

[[Risa Marie Kyrell]]
My OCS :: Risa picture by ReiKitaro - Photobucket
This, Is My Life Story.. : [[She was raised by an abusive father and a mother that did nothing about it. She also has a younger brother named Cadence. Cadence convinced her to run away from their parents house. She agreed, trusting him. They ran to an old warehouse and they were both attacked by men looking to kill them. Cadence was raped and Risa was raped and killed. She wandered around in a spiritual form until she found a psychic medium who gave her a potion that gave her a physical body. She was sworn to secrecy. But the potion also turned her into a medium, so to speak.
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As You Can See Downstairs, I Am A : [[Female]]
What Can Do With My Head? Well Ur.. : [[She can talk and interact with the dead. She can also control them.
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Oh, My Birthday.. Well You Took Me Here! : [[Is actually 21 but looks 16 due to that being the age she was when she was killed]]
I'll Hit You In Head.. Not Really : [[Quiet when talking. Happy, nonviolent. Will defend her loved ones as much as she can.
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I Tend To Gravitate Towards: [[Pansexual]]
Oh, You Say I Missed Something On The List, Let Me Think.. Well : [[She works as an ambassador for the man that gave her the potion/]]

Rosethorn Ravencroft



This, Is My Life Story.. : Raised as a prince of the Kingdom of Mia, Rosethorn fled from home (just for this) to stay in the kingdom of Akeno. Because of his feline ears, which mark him as a Mian Vampire, he does not fit in and is often heavily mistreated by the people of Akeno. He is a happy, jumpy boy with a love for fashion, sweets, and stuffed animals.

As You Can See Downstairs, I Am A : Boy

What Can Do With My Head? Well Ur.. : Uses a giant scythe as a weapon. Has the ability to see people for who they are on a first glance. Is an excellent fighter.

Oh, My Birthday.. Well You Took Me Here! : August ninth.

I'll Hit You In Head.. Not Really : A kind-hearted, sweet, loud, and hyper boy who, despite his wonderful disposition, does not make very good friends easily. He has a few dark secrets from his past, but he is always happy and upbeat, unless something is bugging him or someone is hurting him.

I Tend To Gravitate Towards: Bisexual.

Oh, You Say I Missed Something On The List, Let Me Think.. Well : Is sixteen, but he looks only eleven. Has dark crimson hair and feline golden eyes. Also has large feline ears. Carries around a big pink stuffed bunny called Plato.

(There. I was unlazy and posted a picture. Happy, now?)

(Yay picture! Who's gonna start?)

(*pokes you pointedly*)

(-grumbles- I hate you.)

Risa perks up when she's called to her 'master's' office. "I'm sending you to go meet the people I have coming." She's told. Risa nods and bows. "Yes, sir." She goes back to her room, grabs her bag and leaves. She sighs contently as she walks towards her destination. 'Akeno is a wonderful place.', she thinks to herself as she walks. She gets smiled at by quite a few people, but that's because she's so sweet looking. With her light blonde hair and deep green eyes, everyone sees her as innocent. She watches her surroundings as she walks.

The streets of Akeno, when he's alone, are actually a wonderful, beautiful sight for Rosethorn. He loves the sights and smells of the place--like the smells of fresh flowers and freshly-baked bread coming from the market. His mouth waters, but he only stands rooted in place near the entrance of an alleyway and shuffles his feet.

Being an underage runaway, his options for life hadn't been all that diverse when he first arrived here in Akeno. He had settled on roaming the streets as one of those 'street rat' types. He doesn't have any money to buy clothes or food, and all he has are the two small suitcases he had managed to drag along with him through his travels.

Which means he still has pretty clothes to wear and, most importantly, still has his most valued possession--an old, big stuffed pink bunny he affectionately refers to as Plato. He keeps Plato with him at all times, clutched tightly to his chest. If he loses Plato, then...then he truly does have no one anymore.

Heaving a great sigh, Rose watches the people walk past him, some eyeing him rather distastefully. He doesn't look like a normal occupant of Akeno, of course, with his very pale skin, crimson hair, and big, bright golden eyes. Thankfully, he has his kitty ears hidden beneath an enormous, saggy sun hat. His ears would surely give away his true species...and he doesn't want that. He's finally found a peaceful place to stay...

He simply watches the people walk by, semi-curious.

Risa walks slowly as she passes a bakery. She pauses when she sees a small red haired boy. She slowly walks over to him and, being respectful to everyone, bows.

"Hello. I'm Risa. What's your name?" She tilts her head a bit at him, cutely.

Rose, understandably, looks a little taken aback. People seem to sense that something is funky about him from the get-go due to his oddly-colored eyes. Nonetheless, this hesitation can't hope to match up with his bouncy, friendly nature, and he only remains shell-shocked for a few seconds.

"Hiiiiii, new friend Risa!" He greets somewhat loudly, waving at her like a tard. "I'm Rosethorn! And this..." He holds up his bunny, "...is Plato!"

"Hello." She smiles happily and waves back. "What are you up to?" She ignores the contemptuous looks she gets and just keeps smiling. It seems like those sorts of things don't bother her.

Rose shifts a bit, eyes drifting to the ground. He doesn't want to tell her that he's considering stealing some food. He' so hungry...he hasn't eaten properly in so long.

As he thinks of this, his stomach grumbles, and he scratches his head sheepishly, not bothering to voice what he really wants to do right now.

Risa raises an eyebrow slowly. "When's the last time you've eaten?" She seems very perceptive.

Rose shifts guiltily. "Um...it's...been a while," he admits, ashamed. "I ra--I mean, I live alone. I dun have money to buy food..."

Risa nods. "You're coming home with me," she declares. "But first I have an errand to run. And you're coming with me."

Rose blinks, then tilts his head. "But...I dun wanna leave my stuff..."

He suddenly remembers that he hasn't told her about being a street rat yet.

"I left some of my stuff in this alley back here...and it's a lot of stuff. And I dun wanna be any trouble, really!"

"I happen to know one of the shopkeepers down here, he's an old friend. We can leave your things with him until we come back." She doesn't mention the shopkeeper's fear of her brother.

"Okay..."

Rose turns and darts back down into the alley, heart pounding. It's been a while since he's been able to talk with someone normally...and it feels really nice.

Plus, he gets food. That's always an added bonus.

Rose shoves everything he can into his suitcases and drags them out--he's very grateful that they're on wheels! "Kay, that's everything...where is this shopkeeper?" He asks, tilting his head. He makes sure that the hat on his head, still hiding his ears, is firmly in place.

Risa head slowly towards a shop a few shops away. She walks in and glances at the shop keeper. "I need to store a few things for a bit." The shopkeeper stares down at her. "What sort of things?" She motions towards Rose.

Rose reluctantly pulls his luggage in front of him. Though he's used to royal treatment, due to how he was treated back home, he still doesn't like to be a burden.

The shopkeeper stares at him. "There is no way I am touching something that that filth touched." Risa stares at him for a long moment. "Would you rather me call...Cadence?" She says the name reluctantly. "He thinks you're dead, little Kyrell."

Rose watches, far too used to the insults to let them get to him. He instead watches to make sure the shopkeeper doesn't harm her.

"I'm aware of this. But you know he'd still flip if he heard you being rude to me." The shopkeeper fidgets. "...Fine!" He goes to get the bags and as he takes them back he mutters, "Maybe you should have stayed dead...pain in my ass." Risa hears him but doesn't comment.