Is my over protective yet overly irritating, teasing father.. Into the extent of seeming abusive. Probably. But I love him anyways.
My mom. You know how she is.. I mean, she even tried to convince me she had a means of making my boobs bigger! Live with her and you'll be drowned in make-up in secs.
.. My means of transportation. Trust me, I didn't mean to run over as many innocent by-standers as I have. Well, except for a few.. They deserved it. --cough-- I may or may not have let him lose when I told him what had happened to me all those months ago. He makes me feel so much safe.. I admit.
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My uncles.. As bitchy and spiteful as they might be to each other with their every day rivalry and the full extent of their technologies, they put aside their differences temporarily in the attempt to persuade me to love their work as much as they're sure I will. Which I haven't. Not yet.. No matter how many toys they spoil me with.
My pet fish. She lives in my pool.. I have a sneaky suspicion she's the reason for the random disappearances at all my parties. And I cry.. So much potential in those sexy men..!
My grandpa, oh-ho--Don't get me started, he's the coolest old man out there. As retarded as the stories they tell sound, I wouldn't put it past him. Whenever I feel down, no matter what my worst problems may be, he can always manage to make me smile.
He's followed me around for as long as I can remember.. I only ever notice him outside later in the day, and sometimes in my house later at night. But he's never been very open with the mundane world, and i have yet to get more than full eye contact with him. Why he's held such an interest is beyond me, so I've learned to accept it as if he's always been there, whether he's just my imagination or not. I've asked if anybody else has noticed him too, but they have all just told me exactly what I feared: that I'm simply imaging things. To my knowledge, he's never gotten much closer to me than my a few feet away from within my closet, watching, silently. But to this day though, I've always been a bit determined to get some more interaction from him. Kinda a hobby of mine. And even if I can't, the attempt is enough to keep me from feeling too lonely.One things for sure is that every time I mention the name "Darkrai", he flinches as if I just insulted him. So it was clear he knew more than he lead on about the outside world. I like to think of it as an inside joke.. Maybe it's the fact I've acknowledged him at all that he's stayed around for as long as he has.
Is my sister. She's always disappearing at the oddest times and reappearing with some of the weirdest shit. I swear half the stuff that's in her room and on her person isn't even hers.. I distinctly remember someone with that scarf just yesterday, and i'm pretty sure she's not a big fan about magic and books.
As mute as she may be, it's never stopped her from being one of the best music tutors in the world. And to this day, I still look up to her. With the amount of passion and and the rest of the emotions buried deep within the ring of each note and key. I've known ever since I was little.. It might explain why I've never had a problem with the lack of communication through means of talking.
Is my Aunt. I like to think of her as the local Werewolf hunter. Silver obsession.. Bats follow in her wake.. Sunglasses 24/7.. The random pelts she has strewn about the room and the squabble about how precious my life is as the youngest in the family, which I see as quite hypocritical if you understand her position in where she stands in this world of magic, tech and fairy tales.. Not to mention my neighbors child,
. I swear she's evil. She set quite a few houses on fire whenever she got mad, yet nobody ever suspects the innocent looking child.
Falling asleep, so I didn't have enough time to develop a short intro for these champs yet.. Or for some like Rek'sai, i'm at a loss for where exactly I should put them on my modern day cover for a family or relations to my knowledge of them. They just don't fit very well... YET.
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