Cold as steel...
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
Colors of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
Colors of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: door looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...
The Face.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My vrienden have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream of cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.
Everyday I wake up
and put on a face
that hides all of the tears, fears, thoughts, and feelings
that I deal with everyday.
Not many people even know the real me.
They know me as the happy, always smiling self.
They don't see the crying, upset, depressed me.
My vrienden have no clue how hard it is to appear so happy,
when, on the inside,
I'm ready to scream of cry.
It's hard.
Only one person, including me, knows my real self.
If anyone else saw it,
they wouldn't be able to take it.
They don't know what it's like to live a lie
everytime I wake up.
Sick. Twisted. Not One Of You.