Post by etherelle on Mar 4, 2010 15:01:52 GMT -4
Hello! I'm Etherelle, by the same name on DOA, and I'm a recent beginner in the hobby of doll collecting. So far, I only have one boy home and that's Everett Everest, a MNF Karsh from Fairyland. I have another boy named Kingsley, A Souldoll Limited Tarot Card - Fool, on layaway, so hopefully he'll come home soon!
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Name- Everett
Sculpt- MNF Karsh
Age- 20
Species- Cousin to elves, but not quite an elf, he is a Lyre.
Hair- Dark brown
Eye Color- Light green
Occupation- He's a runaway from an army.
Likes- Oranges, food in general, dry places, warm things, and namely comfortable places. Being lazy is an ideal activity for him, but he rarely has the chance to just relax, given that he's on the run.
Dislikes- War, weaponry, the cold, big crowds, loud noises.
Backstory- As a Lyre, he's born with the ability to mimic any and all sounds. Because of this, he and others like him, are taken into the army and used as scapegoats and distractions for special operations that require extreme secrecy. More often than not, Lyres are either taken hostage, absorbed into the enemy's ranks, tortured, killed in action, if their tongues hadn't already been cut from their mouths. Tired of being used as the sacrificial lamb and fearful for his life, he used his ability to escape from the compound. He hitched rides on trains with the hobos, stowed himself away into ships, and ran until his feet blistered. No he remains on the run, dodging the authorities and keeping his mouth sewn tight lest someone recognize his gift.
www.denofangels.com/forums/album.php?albumid=5403
Name- Everett
Sculpt- MNF Karsh
Age- 20
Species- Cousin to elves, but not quite an elf, he is a Lyre.
Hair- Dark brown
Eye Color- Light green
Occupation- He's a runaway from an army.
Likes- Oranges, food in general, dry places, warm things, and namely comfortable places. Being lazy is an ideal activity for him, but he rarely has the chance to just relax, given that he's on the run.
Dislikes- War, weaponry, the cold, big crowds, loud noises.
Backstory- As a Lyre, he's born with the ability to mimic any and all sounds. Because of this, he and others like him, are taken into the army and used as scapegoats and distractions for special operations that require extreme secrecy. More often than not, Lyres are either taken hostage, absorbed into the enemy's ranks, tortured, killed in action, if their tongues hadn't already been cut from their mouths. Tired of being used as the sacrificial lamb and fearful for his life, he used his ability to escape from the compound. He hitched rides on trains with the hobos, stowed himself away into ships, and ran until his feet blistered. No he remains on the run, dodging the authorities and keeping his mouth sewn tight lest someone recognize his gift.