Your Username: ChiyukiChan (Koda 
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Name: Pierce (After many failed attempts at constructing a last name, all of which eventually envolving Bolines, he gave up on the concept. >-> )
Nickname: He likes to imagine that when people think Pierce, they have some amazing, glorified image of an impressing smart-arse, but in all sad honesty he knows that if he has a nickname, it's something like 'that-guy-with-the-doors' or 'the-cow-halfer'
Type of Animal: Cow. Bovine. Cattle. Not even a bull. ;A;
What They Look Like In Animal Form: Due to his prettyful rainbow bangs, his cow-spots are rainbow-y. <3 When he was roaming aimlessly through the poverty-rotten rural areas, he got nick-named the "Gay Pride Cow". He was thusly hunted by the churches and has feared them since, making him touchy about hunters.
Age: Uhmm...Like, Seventeen? Sixteen? Less? More? He doesn't remember!! >< Oh, Gods! Nooo~! What will he do?! AUGGHGH! *You used: Age attack. It was very effective! You have sent Pierce into: Sudden crisis" -is shot-
Birthdate: *Pierce has the affect: Sudden Crisis--Skip one turn* (Somewhere around June, in the twenties, he thinks. >->
Eye Color: Usually an oceanic blue, but often turns either brown or red, depending on his mood or will. >:]
Gender: Male...But...He IS a COW...So...y'know...WHEN he's a cow..Yeah... Just...Uh...Gods, y'know what? Just drop it...He's a guy...kinda... *You used: Gender confusion. It was effective! You have sent Pierce into: sulk* -shot more-
Hair Style: His bangs are really long by now, so the rest of his hair is, like, shoulder length. Or a little longer.
Hair Color: Black, but his bangs are rainbow coloured.
Full Outfit: Still mostly black, but with a little dark blue and purple. They're virtually rags, honestly. He's made some fishnets and made sorta sleeves out of them. >-> They don't do much for warmth, but they look cool, so he's fine.
Tails, Ears, Claws, etc?: Sometimes he can will himself to have horns and hooves, or simply make his fingernails as hard as hooves. If he is seriously uncomfortable, he grows a tail and it starts twitiching...terribly.
Weapon: Anything he can make. He used to only use his little dagger, but when he started using it to make things, he started making everything he could think of. His pockets are full of everything from doors to weapons to fishnets(more recently) to hairclips that he uses to tie back his hair when he's working.
Personality: He's a pretty nice guy, all in all. He'd give the world to make you smile, if he knows(by knows, I mean, if he has spoken even one word to you) or likes you...But he'd give his life for a grin or something to laugh at. "If you're not laughing, you're crying, and I have no room to cry. Not in this life" is his motto. He doesn't try to be mean, but sometimes he seems like his teasing is spiteful. He's pretty lonely under his smug grins and jokes. He's convinced that everyone he knows is his responsibility and it kills him if something bad happens. He adores art, and will try anything artsy so long as it entertains him.
Interests: Doors, the concept of 'sleep', hair-dye, sand, and wolves...Wall, and art. Making things with his hands. Reactions are fun, too.
Dislikes: Water, jerks, murderers, illness, cernivores, silence...
Fears: Since I love torturing him, he got to lose Maki(one of his fears), and she died slowly, and dying slowly was one of his fears. If he kept those fears any longer, he knows he'd go mad, so the only thing he's still afraid of is blindness...but he gained a new fear! Losing the group. :D
Past: AT birth Pierce was thrown into the slums to die, his mother screaming that she would not have a 'broken' child.
Miraculously found and adopted, he was then raised until the age of seven with his foster mother and her wife, who had originally been quite rich, but were forced into poverty by their families for falling in love with one another and being 'religious blasphemers' by being in love.
Soon, they, too, were murdered brutally in the sulms for the sake of their adopted child, both women begging til their last breath that their child not be hurt. That their forsaken child be saved, as they died in each other's arms.
He then ran and found then lived in an orphanage where he met Maki and her brother. The only ones who dared pay him any mind.
But one day, Kai, Maki's brother was captured by freakazoid creepers hunters and is presumed dead. His final wish was that Pierce protected Maki, who had a deathly illness. When Maki ran away, Pierce felt that he'd be betraying Maki's brother should he not follow her and keep her safe. He thusly returned to the wretched povertyby which he was raised, searching every slum and rural hell for the wolf-girl, who he found with the group.
Relationships/Crush: ...If you asked him, he'd galre at you for a long time, blushing terribly, but I'd say he likes Abby. :D
Family: No one.
Friends: He likes to prtend he's not completely hated by everyone, and that one day people will know his name. He has made a mental note that the group is his new family, and reguardless of their feelings, he considered them all his friends. :P
Reference Picture?: Uhhh...
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Geez! Pierce has such a LOOOONG past. >->
He grew up a little twisted and bitter due to his past, and it also made him a major supporter of gay rights. :) Yay for having two mothers!
~Jethro~
I fall asleep in the van again...... and I dream a dream. Its a strange dream, one I've never had before. Actually, it was more like a memory, and not a dream.
I dream that I'm back in second grade, on the day of our school's performance of Cinderella.........
I'm standing in my dressing room, staring at my costumes for the play. I have a Blue dress with a brown bodice and apron (it even has matching clogs and a bandanna), a fluffy pink dress, complete with bows and pearls, and a sparkling blue ball gown accessorized with a black choker, and a headband. Beside all of these are a pair of stunning glass slippers. Can you guess who I am??? Yeah, I am the one and only Cinderella of Peach Valley Elementary school. A third grader is my Prince. I sigh, and reach out to touch the blue ball gown.
"Wow," I say, " They've really outdone themselves." You see, I know the designers of the gowns, because they're my next door neighbors. Another thing is, the dresses are a complete surprise... they already know my measurements, they're son and I are their models for ALL the dresses they make.
"Hey!" I turn around to the familiar voice of my best friend. The boy that lives next door. THEIR son. He runs in, and grabs my arm. then, he spots my costumes.
"Did my parents make those??" He asks, reaching out to touch them. I nod, and he smiles. I think he senses my anxiety, and he hugs me.
"Don't worry man! You're one of my parent's models, you've been in dresses before!" He tells me. He may think that, but its not the same. He's playing the part of a princess who talks to the prince, so he also has to wear a dress. BUT, hes not the lead, I have to be out there longer than him! One of the moms walks in, and thats his cue to leave.
"I'll see you later!" he says as hes ushered out by a frustrated parent. The parent then turns to me.
"Are you ready?" She says, pulling my "work clothes" off the rack.
"No, not at all." i say back. She shakes her head, smiling slightly.
It takes me about an hour to get into make-up, and another 30 to finish getting dressed. Finally, I'm done, and they let me head back stage.
It's amazing! Everyone is running around when i get over there. The prince is checking his sword, the girls are straightening their bows and the curtain dude is doing.... well, whatever a curtain dude does. I walk by a group of giggling girls, who scream when they see me. I wave, and then I walk over to where he is.
"Hey!" I say, poking him. He turns around, and I look at his dress. Hes in a midnight blue dress, with beading on the bodice.
"Hey, you wanna go over your lines?" He asks. I nod, and we start. After what only seems like 5 minutes, "places!" starts being called. He kisses me on both cheeks, then I go and set myself for the first scene. He heads back towards the other princesses.
I take a deep breath as the curtain rises.
After the curtain closes before Curtain Call, I'm whisked of stage to a little dressing room off to the side. There, I change back into my blue gown. Its a pain in the neck to get on!
"Ouch!!!" I gasp as the dresser-lady, I don't know her name, pulls on the back of the corset I'm having to wear under my costume. Its so tight, I can hardly breathe.
"Get over it!" She says, zipping my into the gown. I slip on my slippers, pull on my headband and put on my choker, then run back to the stage. I have to change in like, 2 minutes. Its RIDICULOUS!!!
I run out on stage, with the Prince, and the crowd goes WILD, I mean they were like, screaming. I step forward, curtsy (yeah, they even had me bow like a girl), then I step back. I take hold of the prince's hand again, and the fairy godmother's. We step run forward to bow/curtsy again and..... CRACK! The heel on my slipper broke. The audience gasps and laughs as I fall to the floor, in what seemed like slow motion......
I wake up when someone, I assume Kari, slaps me. Ugh! I wish she would keep her hands to herself. I rub my head..... trying to wake back up.
Man, that dreamed seemed so real, its like I really was back in second grade. I felt like I could feel the fabric of my gown underneath my hands, like i could hear the voices of the ones who made my costumes..... like i could really reach out and be able to grab that boy's hand again. Sadly, I can't do any of these things again. I glance over at Kari, who's smirking.
"I know you cross dressed, Jethro." She says, loud enough for EVERYONE in the van to hear. I jump slightly, shocked.
"I...I did not!" I say back, my eyes wide. I know my face is bright red, I could feel my ears heating up.
"I have pictures!!" She sings to me. Crap! HOW did she get pictures?! I look around the van, and see that most everyone is staring at me. Then, I look at my backpack, which was wide open! I turn back to Kari, furious.
"YOU went through my stuff!!!! I CAN'T believe you went through my stuff!" I say. She looks at me, startled, and a 'How does he know that?!' look passes across her face.
"No- no i didn't!" She says. "What PROOF do you have?!" I point to the bag, and her eyes follow my finger.
"Oh...." She smiles, ' I forgot I hadn't closed that. Anyways, these are some interesting pictures. What are you supposed to be, Cinderella?" She pulls out the pictures, and waves them in my face. I snatch the pictures away from her, and set the gently back where I had them in my bag.
"Yeah, " I say, "I WAS Cinderella! It was a play in second grade." She smirks, and I glare.
"Why were you Cinderella? Couldn't you have protested and been like, horse number 5?" She says.
"Yeah, why were you Cinderella?? Isn't Cinderella a girl???" Kallik asks.
"Yeah... about that. A couple of the guys in the class told me that they would personally find where i live and murder me if I said no... so, I kinda had to say yes." I run my fingers through my hair. Man, I hate having to explain this. People always think it's so weird!
"So," Kari says, " Who's the guy in the picture??? Your boyfriend??" I know she taunting me, but I still get annoyed. I take a deep breath, then start to speak again.
"No, he is NOT my boyfriend....." I say back. I couldn't help it, I did sound a little annoyed.
"So then who is he?" She asks.
"Well, he was my next door neighbor, and I really wish I could see him again, but........" I'm interrupted by a sudden stop the van makes. We jolt forward, and I fall over again.
"Yo, man, what do you want?" I hear one of the guards say from outside.
"Uh... get me a big mac with like, a large fries and a vanilla milkshake." The other one says.
"Hey, would a combo meal be okay?" The first one says.
"Yeah Man, that's cool."
"Okay1 I'll be right back then." We listen to the retreating footsteps of the first guard. I look at Kari, then crack up!
"What. The. Heck!" I say, laughing hysterically. That was so funny!
I laugh until Kari had to whack me.
"Shut it, mutt!" I growl, and hear the soft laughter of Belk, who's still hiding in the back of his cage.
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Okay! That was probably a super long, creepy post none of you really took the time to actually read! But, if you are one of the ones who DIDN'T skim through this, what did you think???
Yups! A little more of Jethro's past was revealed!!!! Yay!!! I bet no one cares!!!!!! Oh! And the name of the bestie, who was mainly referred to as "That boy" or "he" or "him", will remain unknown until a later date!!!!
OMG! If you're wondering, MOST of my OC's have really messed up pasts, you can just ask moonsailor. Te whole cross-dressing thing, yeah, you can thank Rose and Abyss for that. :) Bwahahahahahahahahaha! Don't you LOVE Role-playing in chatrooms????
Anywhos... I used a BUNCH of peoples in this post.
Used!
*Jethro
*Kari
*Kallik
*THe two guards who stopped at McDonalds.
Mentioned!
*Belk
If I didn't get your character right, please feel free to like, pelt me with flying mice until I change whatever you need me to change!
Also, If you DON'T know who Cinderella is.... I will shoot you and demand that you google her.
Love ya'll!!!
~*~ Balletninja and the Gang
