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The Fourth Arclight! Duel one
Hi my name is Atma (Wired name I know..But don’t judge me!) I’m a 15 year old girl average height and all. I have white Hair that’s long…and I mean very long. Ok I over did a bit there is past my waist (I don’t see the big deal in that!).I have Jade green eyes and no memory of my past.
Even though I’ve got no memory of my past I still consider the Arclight’s as Family. That’s a bit wired considering I have a slight crush on Trey, III or Michael (whatever you want to call him). Out of all the Brothers my favorite one is Quinton, V or Chris ( again whatever you want to call him). I despise Quattro, IV, or Thomas (one more time whatever you want to call him). But I personally like to call them Quinton, Quattro and Trey (Oldest to youngest if you did not work that out). Well I think that’s all…OH WAITE I almost forgot about Dark mist
Got boured and decied to do this. Saturania is my Zexal O.C and Astro (Who is Astral twin sister) is in her human form thanks to a certen 'Someone'. This is a few years in the futer and Saturania grew up a bit and stopted cutting her hair. The reson she kepted cuting her hair was becouse....Was becouse everyone she came acros said she looked like her Mother. Anyway I better not say anything more of Saturanias secerts or she might hurt me...Badly
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Saturania and Astro: ME
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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