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Name: Shelby Wesley
Sex: Female
Age: 13
Race: Caucasion
Hobbies: Metal/blues Guitar, Drawing, Writing, Running, Equestrianship, Meditating, and Deer
Love: Lucas :X

Faves
Animal: Horse (Irish Thoroughbreds can kick it!)
Color: Dark Green
Movie: Forrest Gump, Spirit, Phantom of the Opera, Mr. Woodcock, Seabiscuit, and ((recently)) Watchmen
Band: Either the Beatles or Led Zeppelin
Song: "Stairway to Heaven" by Led Zeppelin
Book: The Odyssey by Homer
Anime: Either Spirited Away or Inuyasha
Manga: "Kingdom Hearts II", "Ravemaster", and "Inuyasha"

Beliefs
I believe there is only one God in this world: Jehovah. And guess what? He has a son, and his name is Emanuel or Jesus ((which ever name you prefer)). However, church DOES NOT make you a better person: neither does reading the bible and memorizing every word or praying every two seconds. They only make you closer to your God, but does not purify you. Getting babtized or saved will not have you forgiven. In my opinion, you cannot be saved unless you have faith in your God and having a dying wish to be with him and his son at the Pearly Gates.

I am not committed to religon, therefore I consider my self to be agnostic.

I am not athiest as my peers believe. THEY do not know what to believe; They believe only what their parents and local Christians tell them to. I am not at all impressed by Babtists and refuse to join their church and be brainwashed into being a KKK, attacking ones who do not join them. No offense to you if you are a babtist.

My Dislikes

How he looks in tef:
The white one is Gennai and the other one is Ashdraus other me XD



PERSONAL FACTS!!:

Full name: Gennai Hauriiko
Age: Family: 1 twin brother
Friends: Ozora, Ashdrau and his other me..

Hey Terabetha, your dreamcatcher came today!



I used a little of Redkora's hemp cord to string it up.

Check it out, the gang's all here!



I'll have the shelf reorganized soon, but for now, this is how it looks.

I want to change Witcher's set, but I just cant think of anything.
He usually wears anything you spellspam him with, but I want him to have a real set.
So, help? |D

Maybe some of you were expecting some kind of a rant from me... instead I've made a storybook for you. Here is some silly thing about how I view my role in the Baal plot.
(oh yeah- and click for big)


















The conflict is nothing more than a performance, and outside of it my character is unchanged. Will my critics advise me? I am listening

3/27/10 - Big Update

I sold a lot of my necklaces at a yard sale, but I didn't get much money for them. Everything that is crossed out was sold. Hopefully I'll have a new batch of necklaces made sometime so we can do some more sales. I'll try to send ToT a donation from the little profit I got from the necklaces.

The only ones I have left are two of the SiO2 necklaces, and one is in the process of being sold.



[b]HEYA GUYS! I'm on Etsy now, so some of my necklaces have been listed there!

In the great oak, a solitary natural pelted doe slept. In her sleep, she tossed and turned, struggling to wake from a desperate nightmare. She muttered broken terms as she struggled in the dream, trying to change it, or break out of it. “No… don’t kill… Stop…”

A fawn stepped into a world of complete mist and blackness. The mist began to thin, revealing the surrounding area to be the interior of a great cellar of sort, completely intact save for a hole leading into the ghostly world on the other side. He was quickly surrounded with glowing eyes and the sounds of snarling beasts. The silhouette of the Big Zombie Deer stepped forward, backed by a strange gray deer with the horns of a mountain goat, and the hands of a gorilla. The stairs the fawn had just finished walking down became blocked by the bulk of a large, one antlered skeletal pelted stag, and a smaller albino doe with blue facial pant and massive red antlers. The fawn shuddered in fear, already figuring on the worst. He began to back up, toward the stone walls. Mr. Red stepped into the cellar threw the hole in the wall, flashing a grin. “So, someone did fall for it.” He commented. Spangled Plushblue laughed to herself, cockily. Clearly she had been the one whose screams lured the little creature to its doom. “You can start thankin’ me now.” She added. The Big Zombie Deer slowly approached the cowering fawn, and reared, deadly hooves tearing thru the mist. The large skeletal stag stepped away from the staircase in the same moment, Mr. Red, Spangled, and Sinker each looking ready to head up, the moment the Zombie’s hooves would strike.

So, I just that I NEVER logged into Xiao's account...I don't know if this'll effect her growth...but until I find out I will be using another account for her until she grows.

I hate the picto on the account, but until I can use her real picto, it'll do.

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Well, Im looking into a new set for my fawn, who will grow up in a couple of weeks.

I have her set picked out, but I need to DotD[small, spiky black ones] antlers along with the skull attatched.

I thought I had the antlers, but they seemed to have dissapeared.

So, if anyone would be so kind as to send me them through my email I would love you <3

If nobody has them with the Skull attatched, Im sure I can find new antlers.


Email::

Merry.woods@yahoo.com

(All the way at the bottom is my art status)

Okay, really quick because the internet connection might die any second:

Last night in a split second descision, I decided to visit my parents at my grandfather's old house in Cumberland, Maryland. This is where they will move into while I'm at college. It's really old and needs fixing, and right now it's completly empty. Nothing......blank. We have an airmattress, a tv, and two camp chairs. Since this was at the last minute at my niece's party that I decided to come, I don't have any clothes or anything. so yeah...but it's not like I haven't had to do worse XD

But the stupid moving company we hired is being retarded and not moving our stuff directly here like they promised, so it's lost in some warehouse where God knows what's been happening to it. That is making me not happy, I have some very personal, very fragile things there, that mean a lot to me. If they do anything to some personal stuff of ours, someone's getting their ass kicked >:C

But I finally got to see my kitty again, though he's pissed because he can't go outside yet, but he enjoys the screened-in porch for now.

The only other thing that got me really mad, was the tenant that we rented this place to. This house is where I practically grew up. I watched as my grandfather built the porch, re-did the outside of the house, and plant the beautiful gardens out back where we would watch the birds all the time. It's very small here, but my grandfather was so proud of it, and him and I were close. He was an artist too, he taught me most of what I know now. I can count the number of times I'd come here and there'd be a new pack of Crayola colored pencils and a sketch pad laying on the table for me to practice in. He'd take me out on the back porch and we'd draw together.