Antic
Blind Faith
Pet Name: Antic
Owner: Whitefoxfire
Theme / Type: Phantom Frodrinn
Born: October 9, 2011
Gender: Male
Disease(s): Heart Sick, Bites: 1
Love Sick, Bites: 2
MisticPal Name: Surprise
MisticPal Age: 4399 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 2
Defense: 2
Speed: 4
Intellect: 6
Misticpower: 1
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: None
1. - Pomme Tree Nest
A Sleeper's Dance
Take good care of me, Fox ^_^ I know you will ^^
<3 of course ^^
~-_-~
This town is colder now, I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move, I'm shaking off the rust
I've got my heart set on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands, just take the wheel...
And every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal... for the life I lead
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see
~-^^-~
Real Name: Andrew Re Duke
Nick Name: Antic, Ann, Drew
Meaning:
-noun
1. Usually, antics.
a. a playful trick or prank; caper.
b. a grotesque, fantastic, or ludicrous gesture, act, or posture.
2. Archaic .
a. an actor in a grotesque or ridiculous presentation.
b. a buffoon; clown.
3. Obsolete .
a. a grotesque theatrical presentation; ridiculous interlude.
b. a grotesque or fantastic sculptured figure, as a gargoyle.
-adjective
4. ludicrous; funny.
5. fantastic; odd; grotesque
Age: 17
Species: Fennec Fox Bat/Moth
Gender: Male
Other:
Blindly Dreaming
Appearance:
Quad
Fur: Cream
Eyes: Pale Blue
Markings: Brown, Light Cream
Mutations: Webbed Wings (flightless outside of dreams)
Build: Small
Height: 1'7" at shoulder
Weight: 8 lbs
Human
Hair: Short ; Blonde
Eyes: Pale Blue (blind)
Complexion: Cream
Markings: Blue, Brown, Cream
Build: Short ; Average
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 96 lbs
Accessories:
Monocle
Cane
Likes:
Dreams
Peace
Feathers
Sleeping
Dancing
Dislikes:
Nightmares
The Cold
Rocks
Hanging Items (that he can't touch before he hits 'em)
Not Being Able to Help
Hobbies:
Dreaming~
Job: Pianist : Marauder : Ex-Prince
Hired: April 9, 2012 at 7:27 pm
Roleplay Status:
Open
Relationship Status:
Single
though is preoccupied by a sleeping beauty
Preference:
Straight
Personality:
~^^ Calm ^^ Caring ^^ Gentle ^^ Charming ^^~
Antic is not your ordinary blind child, in fact, he's a prince-though accept the title he has, nor will not. Being the son of a wealthy family and brother to none, he became blind at a very young age. Not that it has bothered him, nor dampened his cheery mood, he has taken life with stride and approached every day as if it were his last.
When his parents decided to adopt, he was more than thrilled to help along in the process as much as he could, and upon gaining himself a older brother, was actually the one to suggest that the crown go to him. You see, with the trouble of being blind, he felt that his heritage was better suited for someone more capable- and personally, he'd rather not be bound to the duties and responsibilities that came with the title. Although he never accepted the crown, his family still holds him in high regards and often sees him as the perfect king, as it takes a good bit of nobility to step aside for the sake of the kingdom.
In his younger days, Antic had developed the skill of controlling his dreams. Because he could not see, and the things he does recall seeing, his imagination was left to the wonders of the world, and able to decipher them as he pleased. Unfortunately, this meant that he slept a lot more than most children, thus robbing him of the chance to experience life to it's fullest. He didn't mind one bit, but as the saying goes 'too much of a good thing becomes a bad thing' and as he grew to make his dreams more real, he began to loose the function of being able to tell the difference between them.
It wasn't long before he became trapped within his own dream, stuck in a coma without even realizing it. He was asleep for weeks, which felt like years in his own mind, the only thing able to wake him was the call of his mother, who had finally returned from her own bed-ridden state. After that, Antic found it difficult to sleep, seeing as how he did not want to fall again into the perilous state he had been. Try as he might, he couldn't come to a solution and finally, sleeps' deadly grip took hold. However, he had been resting alongside his mother, of whom had also fallen asleep (having been doing her best to keep him company in his plight to stay awake) though upon drifting to sleep, found himself not in his own dreamworld, but hers'. From then of, he found that he could sleep peacefully so long as he was in physical contact with another- though at the cost of having to share their dream as well.
This wasn't much a problem to him, and he even taught others how to control their dreams with such ability, though always reminding them to make it as unreal as possible-for if they turned their dreams into reality, then they too might fall to the perils of being literally lost in a dream.
Favorite Saying:
"Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight."
Family:
-distant cousin-
Acquaintances:
-In War-
"I'll do my best to help you out~ someone so sweet deserves so much more"
"You know, for someone who has a lot of strife, you sure know how to make an impression ^^"
"Freedom is but a sweet dream away love, you'll have your fantasy soon enough~"
"I feel for you the most, but I think your dreams are a reality not far within reach~"
"You can achieve those dreams of yours with ease, you just need to believe in yourself first~"
"Perhaps loneliness is not what you wished for, but even I can see it's not what you deserve~"
"I'm afraid I have to disagree with you, but I somehow feel that you wouldn't understand..."
-Outside the War-
"Sweet dreams my dear~ perhaps one day I can help bring you back to reality..."
To be: staying as-is
Theme Song: "Stop and Stare" by One Republic
~-_-~
They're trying to come back, all my senses push
Untie the weight bags, I never thought I could...
Steady feet, don't fail me now
Gonna run till you can't walk
Something pulls my focus out
And I'm standing down...
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be, oh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need
What you need, what you need...
~-^^-~
-If ever lost, Please return to Whitefoxfire-
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