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Mai Sing Vasi BioMai Sing Vasi Bio by RavelynxHorror
Full name: Mai Sing Vasi
Pronunciation: May sing Va-si
Race/Species: Caucasian/ vamp
How old do they appear: 18
Sexual Preference: guys
Blood Type: vamp
Blood Color: dark crimson
Allergies: Italian foods
Birth Date: August 11 1848
Birth Place: England
Hair Color: Bright Red and Black
Hairstyle: top layer short and bright red, bottom long and black
Eye Color: grey
Piercings: snake bites
Tattoos: heart on right wrist, pinwheel stars on collarbones, skull on upper left arm
Scars: small one on arm from cat. Another from being changed
Skin color: pale, very pale
Hobbies: Reading, drawing,
Flaws: keeps to herself, doesn’t talk to many people..
Abilities (Magical, Elemental, etc.): can talk to animals
Favorite Season: fall/autumn
Favorite Color: red
Favorite Quote(s): Bite Me..
Favorite Food: ‘Kool-Aid’
To anyone who is interested. . . ((BVB))I recently got a comment on the picture:To anyone who is interested. . . ((BVB)) by DeathBeyondLove
"Fuck The Butterfly Project!"
"If we take pictures of this and link back here would you be creating a collection of them or anything?"
&& my answer was:
I would love that! I really would!
Maybe I could put it all into a video and share it with the rest of the BVB Army and Black Veil Brides!
This is the idea I got!
I want all of you guys who support this idea to send me all of your pictures with the writing "DON'T YOU DARE GIVE IN!"
It can be on you're arm, or a paper or anything really!
You just have to take the picture and send it to me!
I'll be making a video and sending it to Black Veil Brides, to see if they like it!
((After all, it was because of them I did this new project.))
I'll put it up on Youtube and DeviantART!
Please you guys!
Support this project!
I really want to do it! && send a message to all the 'Fallen Angels' out there who fee
The Story that No One KnowsOnce upon a time.The Story that No One Knows by MizJayTee
Yes, once upon a time, and not a long one, either. Once upon a very short time ago, someone created the spark. Someone set the ball rolling, someone started the engine turning. Someone gave the wrecking ball of Fate the smallest push.
Once upon a time, there was a girl. She was an average girl. She had regular blond hair- not bleached, not dyed, just strawberry blond, plain and simple. She was kind of short and had some freckles across her nose. She liked animals, country music, and the color black. And she was in love with the most charming boy she ever thought she would find, the kind that makes you wonder, "Why on earth does he like someone like ME?"
He was average, too, but in her eyes, he was the funniest, smartest, sweetest, most handsome boy in the world. He had blond, curly hair and blue eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled. They were beautiful eyes.
Well, the girl loved him, but at the same time she was terrified. She was terrified because she had
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Adopted By The Biersack's Part Twenty NineThe fall out of my bed was more of a wake up call than my alarm clock. My arm slipped off my bed last, dragging my covers down over my face. Stretching my arms and remembering what day it was, I slowly rose from the floor, grinning ear to ear.WRITERandPOET
It was Wednesday.
Normally, that would mean nothing except three more days of school before the weekend. But after yesterday, today meant everything. Today was the true test of whether or not the students had really changed.
I tossed my covers back onto my bed, which had turned into a ball by that point, and flung myself up, ready to face the day. I’d never been so excited to go to school in all my life.
Amy and Brock could also tell something was different with me. I was “practically skipping”, as Amy put it, into the kitchen for breakfast. I twirled around in my black lace dress as I grabbed a cup and some juice.
“Why so perky Toril?” Brock questioned as I headed for the front door. Malachi had texted me and said t
Adopted By The Biersack's Part Twenty EightWe explained to our musician friends how we had met with a bunch of students and what we were planning on doing with their stories. After Andy invited himself to come along to the school and watch the whole situation go down, the rest of the brides did the same. The pressure had escalated.WRITERandPOET
Fall Poisonous took off after our little celebration, since they were only stopping through and had to make it to a hotel they had booked for the night. We said our goodbyes and let them head on their way. Though I desperately wished that they would stay for at least another day. They were some of the coolest people I’d ever met.
I texted Andy when we were leaving for school and told him when to be there…and to bring my guitar for me. I spent the hours before lunch trying to not throw up. Don’t get me wrong, I was super stoked, but I was also super nervous. My friends sent me some encouraging texts throughout the day, but all I really wanted was a hug from them.
When the lunch bell
im your "normal" 18 year old girl im no where near being a girly girl |
some say im emo/scene but thats just a label, which are for soup cans not people
i want to become a photographer
and this is my heart at the moment...
music is my therapist
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LA CONCERT!! XD
NOW TIME TO RAVE!