The Puppet Puppeteer

Pet Name: RoxiePop
Owner: Whitefoxfire
Theme / Type: Lanturn Yehxil
Born: November 18, 2008
Gender: Female
Disease(s): Heart Sick, Bites: 8
Love Sick, Bites: 10

MisticPal Name: Puppet
MisticPal Age: 5798 Days

Battle Portal Stats

Level: 5
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 5
Defense: 5
Speed: 5
Intellect: 103
Misticpower: 5

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Attached Weapons

I'll Find the Answer... or a Better Recipe

Books Read: 98/373 [ View Books ]

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 2/1254 [ View Foods ]

Her Stitched Smile Never Fades

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Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Mama, we all go to hell.

Oh, well, now,
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Mama, we're all gonna die.
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry,
Mama, we're all gonna die.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.
And when you go don't return to me my love.
-~-~~--~-~~--~-~~--~-~~-~-

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The Seven Virtues
~
Charity
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Full Name: -Doesn't Go By it Anymore-
Other Name: RoxiePop
Meaning:
/Roxie/
1.Dawn
/Pop/
1.to make a short, quick, explosive sound
2.to burst open with such a sound, as chestnuts or corn in roasting.
3. to come or go quickly, suddenly, or unexpectedly

Age: 17
Species: Human -Demon possessed
Gender: Female

Appearence:
Quad:

Quad
Fur: Black and White
Eyes: Orange
Markings: Yellow Orange
Mutations: Striped Horns
Build: Thin
Height: 4' 5" at Shoulder
Weight: 42 lbs

Human:
Sketch
Human
Hair: Medium; Black and Orange
Eyes: Orange
Complexion: Pale
Markings: Stitches All Over
Build: Thin
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 100 lbs

Accessories:
Pumpkin Mask
Other:
Puppeteer

Likes:
Food
Pumpkins
Puppets
Strings

Dislikes:
Fire
Dolls
Nutcrackers

Hobbies:
Puppet Shows
Pumpkin Growing
Cooking

Job:Puppeteer/Cook
Hired: 5:15 PM Mistic Time On January 3, 2009

Role Play Status:
Open
Relationship Status:
Single
Preference:
Straight

Personality:
~* Gentle *-~-* Sweet *-~-* Fragile *-~-* Hurting on the Inside *~

On the Outside, Roxie is a very sweet girl. She loves people and especially loves to please people. A magnificent cook, Roxie works mostly in the kitchen all day and feeds the entire circus and then some. But What you might not know is the Past of this fragile creature. Behind the smile that she wears constantly, Roxie hides a past that is of the utmost unpleasant. Raised in a hostile environment, Roxie was hated from day one. Her mother never wanted her, and multiple times tried to kill Roxie, but to no avail. So, instead, she'd cut, beat, torment and abuse Roxie before leaving to her drunken father to deal with how he pleased; which was usually with a broken glass bottle or a inch thick bar. Despite the severity of these wounds, Roxie would survive the fatal blows and sew herself back together again. Due to a chemical imbalance in her body, her skin would never completely heal, and thus, the stitchings you see on her today are literally all that are keeping her held together. And even though her parents hated her, Roxie just wanted to be loved, s she obeyed their every command, took each hit without Resistance, and simply hoped that they'd change and love her one day. But that day never came, and it took the Ring Master rescuing her to make her realize that and escape her old life.

Favorite Saying:
"All I want is for you to be happy, even if it costs my life"

Family:
Parents At Large (avoiding)

Acquaintances:
"I know I can trust You to protect me..."

"You are welcome in the kitchen whenever you need ^.^"

Fan Art:
By Courdon

-~-~~--~-~~--~-~~--~-~~-~-
Mama, we're all full of lies.
Mama, we're meant for the flies.
And right now they're building a coffin your size,
Mama, we're all full of lies.

Well Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
You should've raised a baby girl,
I should've been a better son.
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once.
You should've been,
I could have been a better son.

And when we go don't blame us, yeah.
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
You made us, oh, so famous.
We'll never let you go.

She said: "You ain't no son of mine
For what you've done they're gonna find
A place for you
And just you mind your manners when you go.
And when you go, don't return to me, my love."
That's right.

Mama, we all go to hell.
Mama, we all go to hell.
It's really quite pleasant
Except for the smell,
Mama, we all go to hell.
-~-~~--~-~~--~-~~--~-~~-~-

A Thanks to Ruthie for letting me adopt her ^^ <3

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