How can you see into my eyes like open doors? Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold Until you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up Wake me up inside I can't wake up Wake me up inside Save me Call my name and save me from the dark Wake me up Bid my blood to run I can't wake up Before I come undone Save me Save me from the nothing I've become
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Real Name: Unknown Nick Name: Death, Reaper, Afterlife, Hell Meaning: -noun 1. Also called future life. life after death. 2. the later part of a person's life
Age: Dead, doesn't matter Species: Life Spirit Gender: Female
Roleplay Status: Open Relationship Status: Single-Not Especially Interested~can be swayed Preference: Straight-Not Interested, but has yet to see the beauty of 'love'
A unique spirit, 'Afterlife' as she is called, is a creature who was designed to ferry souls into the world. Bringing life to the world is her job, though she does not quite enjoy it. No, in fact, she prefers to take it, rather. A sort of twist upon her own destiny, Afterlife was tainted with the view of death being something rather beautiful. She saw it's essence as something to be desired, something she wanted to see constantly. But without life, death could not exist, so she would abide to her duties, if only to watch what she had given to the world be slowly destroyed by the breath of existence. Her obsession with death can be explained rather simply; she cannot die, and desires to. Though she doesn't openly say so, she finds herself in a state of such 'boredom' that she feels she could, quite literally, die of boredom. Yet, with watching death take place, and how it's effects grasp at the life around it, she finds a sort of... thrill~ making her feel more 'alive'.
She feels she has no purpose, or that the purpose she has been given is a poor one. Watching people destroy their lives, although entertaining, can be rather depressing, and as default, she has twisted such mind frame into looking for the beauty of death and all it's wonders. Many would call her sadistic for this reason, though most tend to not cross her; many fear what she is capable in this unstable state. Needless to say, she doesn't care for the opinion of others, and will often turn a deaf ear towards them. People end up leaving her alone, not bothering her unless it's for some sort of business measure. Though, this does not help her much, as for she may deny it, or not say anything towards it, but she does desire to have some form of companionship; she's simply waiting on someone to 'reach out' to her. Yet no one dares to.
Favorite Saying: "Life is cruel, why should the afterlife be any different?"
"How strange... it seems we have something in common~"
"Is anyone out there, who understands this feeling?..."
To be: Daydream Obsideon Boxed and Poppeted 8/5/2012 at 2:22 pm Theme Song: "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence
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Now that I know what I'm without You can't just leave me Breathe into me and make me real Bring me to life
Bring me to life I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside Bring me to life
Frozen inside without your touch Without your love, darling Only you are the life among the dead
All this time I can't believe I couldn't see kept in the dark but you were there in front of me I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems Got to open my eyes to everything Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul Don't let me die here There must be something more Bring me to life