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[2012-06-16 22:40:31 +0000 UTC]
(Seychelles)
# Statistics
Favourites: 75; Deviations: 1; Watchers: 211
Watching: 237; Pageviews: 7835; Comments Made: 3674; Friends: 237
# About me
Name: Michelle ManchamCountry name: Seychelles
Nickname(s): Shell(y) Mimi(branches off from her human name) and Fishy.
Gender: Female
Age: 16 (appearance)
Height: 4' 11"
Weight: 103 lbs
E-zone: Why do you need to know that?! neck, lower back, her scar, and her hair curl
Favourite subjects: Science, Art, Lunch Does that count as a subject?
Grade average: A-
Extras: She has two pets, a swordfish(Mr. Fish) and a striped dolphin(Cinder).
Appearance: She has long brown hair that she almost always ties into two ponytails. While on school grounds she will obviously have her uniform on, but when off campus she'll have her trademark light blue dress on. Her eyes are a light brown, but depending on the light they can appear jet black or even hazel. She has a 'Swimmer's Build', which means she doesn't really have any visible muscles. However she does have very little fat on her body and is very slim.
Bio: Michelle is a bubbly teenage girl with a tendency to lash out to those who hurt her or her friends. She is a little self-concious about her hair and skin, because of all the time she spends in the pool. Other than that she is a normal girl trying to finish high school. She is a very confident person and will usually taunt others in a friendly way. She is quite narcisstic about her swimming ability, but she will stay modest about the subject.
A beautiful island floating in the Indian Ocean that is often called “The Last Paradise”. She’s a southern country girl with the characteristics of light brown skin, black hair and red ribbons, and a personality of a maybe-too-big heart and a little bit of sloppiness. She’s achieved 0% self sufficiency with food, and often laments over her high cost of living, but she’s visited by France and England a lot so she’s still living pretty carefree. She speaks a mysterious language that has French, English and various other languages mixed in together.
Feelings
| Love struck | Hyper | Excited | Cheerful | Happy | Calm | Hostile | Pissed | Angry | Upset | Mixed Emotions | Neutral | Sleepy | Nostalgic | Uncomfortable | Confused | Sad | Distraught | Insecure | Crying | Jumpy | Anxious | Frightened | Deathly afraid | Content | Shy | Anti-social | Lonely | Bewildered | Pained | Hurt | Overwhelmed | Emotional | Friendly |Energetic| Peaceful | Cocky | Blood Thirsty | Sexual | Lazy |
Mental State
| Perfectly Fine| Fine | Getting Better | Getting Worse | Depression | Uncontrollable Bouts Of Rage | Manic | Losing It | Lost It | Batshit Insane | Psychotic | Seeing Things | Intense Paranoia | Moderate Paranoia | Delusional | Lost Touch With Reality | Amnesia | Re-living Traumatic Event |
Physical State
| God Tier | Demi-God Tier | Perfectly fine | In Good Shape | Great | Okay | Getting worse | Getting Better | Throwing up | Aching | Burns | Bruised | Sick | Fatally Ill | Boo-boo | Wounded | Mortally Wounded | Hospitalised | Recovering | Addicted | On Medication | Infection | Paralyzed | Broken Bones | Dying | Dead | Ghost |
|Current Rp Journal fav.me/d5ipf3h | Relations fav.me/d5fv8ui |
Love Y-you are the best thing that's ever happened to me, Ice *blushes* J-je t'aime~.
(Unborn Daughter)
~Headcanons~
Has abandonment issues/ autophobia and part of her blames Canada and America When feeling alone she works herself to the breaking point hoping that if she drowns the emotional pain with physical it will all go away Seychelles gets really snuggly in colder weather. She loves snow, just not the cold that comes with it. She is a lot smarter than she looks, her strong point is naval warfare. Though she claims she can defend herself, she wants someone to be there for her until the end She blushes very easily. Keeps a stiletto knife on her at all times, just in case. She doesn't remember who gave her the knife however. She believes in ghosts She’s a rather bubbly girl who is generally all laughs and smiles Red hair is a rarity for her, she’s typically amazed to see it Being around children fills her with glee She has at least four fish tanks in her home. One being the centerpiece of the main room Don't bring up her real parents, it's a touchy subject She only really remembers her mother, but she doesn't remember anything, but the sound of her voice She remembers nothing of her real father As harmless as she may seem, she is skilled with handguns and knives She hates to hurt other people so she tries not to use those talents ~more to come~
[BTW the admin is a competitive swimmer so she knows a lot about swimming. AND my rp style is very relaxed, however if you come to me with a mary-sue/gary-stu oc. I will not rp with you. I WILL rp with main accounts under certain conditions, I prefer rp accounts, because it's easier to tell what character you are playing as. That and most main account rpers can't stay in character very well.]
# Comments
Comments: 1331
"Happy Birthday Sey." Emil said handing her a white box tied together with a ribbon of the colors of her nation flag.
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Hmm? Oh hey Lukas!
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How are you doing?! I haven't seen you around? What have you been up to anyway?
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Nothing. Mostly bothering my little brother.
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Like the 'Big Brother' thing?
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Ah, I see....maybe...use a spell to make him say it?
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I don't want to use magic on my brother.
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Okay, fair enough. Um...keep bothering him about it? That's what America does to England or Canada.
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Yes I do bother him about that still.
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Bonjour madame~!
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Arthur had thought it was just about time to see one of his (many) former colonies again. You know, to catch up. To see how her life was going, nowadays.
Which is why he was, now, walking along the sand, a luggage bag in tow--which was, by the way, a pain to roll in the sand. He hoped she would be ready for her arrival. After all, he had planned it all out with her, and reminded her several times he would be arriving this afternoon.
After nearly thirty minutes of struggling with his suitcase, Arthur made it to the Seychellois's home. Sighing with relief, he stepped up to the door. The Brit glanced at his watch, which read 4:29. "If it hadn't been for my blooming bag..." he thought, annoyed he hadn't been on time as he had planned.
((I finally thought of something! |D; ))
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She noticed Arthur at the door and opened it before he had a chance to knock, "Hey! What took you so long?" Knowing that he probably dragged his bag through the sand because of the tell-tale signs in the beach, she decided to tease him just a bit.
"You do realize you could have used a backpack like the rest of the tourists?" With a giggle, she invited him in.
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((I support torturing muses, so go ahead! XD))
He blinked and looked up, slightly surprised she had opened the door without an alert. Rubbing the back of his neck, Arthur grimaced at her.
"I made a mistake, alright?" he retorted, embarrassed at his carelessness. He stepped inside her home, dragging the suitcase behind him, though, the sand-covered wheels left little tracks in their wake.
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She stifled a giggle as she watched him. He was definitely out of his element. "Your room is down the hall and it's the third door on the right."
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[Don't be shy~! 
"Hm? Oh bonjour~!" She smiled happily. "You seem new around here, are you lost maybe?"
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....New, no. Lost, yes.
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"Hm...okay. Where are you wanting to go?"
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"Such a broad question....I have no want to go anywhere, because fate takes me where I need to be. It is a happy and sad thing to have no more need, but that is why I have no such desire. It is also the reason why I admire what makes you and yours."
(Riddles. It's always riddles for her.)
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"...Um...okay?" She smiled sheepishly. "Do you...water or something? It's rather hot out here."
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"No thank you," Athena replied rather stiffly. She didn't need to sleep, eat, or drink because she still just was no matter how radically she had changed in the last ten thousand years of her eternity. Yet another thing that would forever mark them as something not human- and subsequently feared and/or worshiped.
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"...Alright...?"
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".....So, where am I again?"
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"My island country, Seychelles." She smiled with pride for a moment.
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"I see. And it is a beautiful place, indeed. It almost makes me yearn to go back to what once was my home."
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Dude, I saw you were friends with Iggy, so I thought I'd say HEY! (Also, really good account!)
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Well, hey to you too, Alfie!
[Thank youuu ]
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So, whatcha been up to? Anything super special awesome?!
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Actually no... *smiles sheepishly* I've been...busy.
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"Busy"? With what?! *a bit too excited, as per usual*
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"Eh, everything." She shrugged in reply.
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He got a bit intregued by this, leaning in toward her some. "What 'everything'?"
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"Elise, school, swimming, all that junk." She smiled
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He smiled back at her. "Sounds super exciting", he replied sarcastically.
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((-Wants to RP, but isn't quite sure what to say.- :'c))
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[Ish oki 
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[Ermagawd thank you so much! I thought it was kinda...not that good 
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(( I love this account! It's so neat <333 ))
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[It's so cluttered though! 
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You're welcome and no need to be so formal. * smiles*
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"Hallo elska." Iceland greeted carrying his back pack and belongings with him. In an arm he carried his nations flowers in a basket. "Thought I'd come visit you this time." he said blushing as he gave her a small loving smile.
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