Ceric and Circe

[Ceric]

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catastrophic conduct

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Mischeif Manager;;
You're It!

[/url][/color] -- Aveline, Ceric, Circe
Escaping the Witch[/color] -- Ceric, Circe
Bruised but not Broken[/color] -- Shiyune, Ceric Circe[/blockquote]

[Key]

{ C I R C E }
brooding, sly ♥ the succuubus

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call me Circe.
pronounce it Sir-see.
i am A Boy.
i am not Ceric, My Twin

see no evil; Looks fuzzy puppy brown, sleek, and exactly like his twin, Ceric. Upon closer inspection, Circe is a bit more androgynous with the way he carries himself. If he was alone, it would be a little difficult to tell whether he is male or female.
speak no evil; Sounds genderless, soft, and it is the only obvious difference between him and his twin, Ceric. That is, if you can get them to use their natural voices.
be evil; Being a twin, Circe is rarely has to be concious of mirroring his brother. They are villainous, impish, playful, and violent, all in unison. Subtle differences exist, like Circe's habits of plotting, snapping, and subliminal messaging over Ceric's wildness, terrorizing, and all-out attitude.

memoirs; Ceric and Circe were born in the Western European wilderness, the mother unexpectedly giving birth to identical twins. Their birth pack reared them with all the protection and wisdom they could muster but nothing seemed to deter the two youths from their mischievous nature. However they were the legacy of the clan and the Alpha’s dealt with their personalities with their own dominance forcing the pups into submission whenever they displeased.

One morning, in their newly explored life, the pack was roaming their average sized territory. Within the last few days the scouts had scented some sort of disturbance in the northern terra and with eager curiosity they went to inspect to find nothing, however a strange scent lingered on the foliage something had been here. The alphas led the way to the land they were to reinstate was their own, the pups followed just behind the beta’s eyes wide with every new sight they saw and scent they smelled. When they arrived the humble pack relaxed as the alpha’s continued to sniff around, Circe padded a few feet away his nose hot on the trail of what he thought was something eatable. Lurking just behind him was his brother Ceric stalking his every move until he found the perfect opportunity and pounced on his mirrored image. The two tumbled a few more feet nipping and gnawing on what ever they could get their mouths on until abruptly they were sent shooting into the air. Fumbling around in a net they let out yaps and whimpers calling for assistance. The pack, who was already alerted at the sound of the net springing from below them, was circling beneath them in panic. The Alpha’s reared themselves as high as they could in attempt to reach to bundle of fur and beady eyes but to no avail. Nightfall quickly came and went and by morning the wolves awoke to rustling in the brush, the leaders took to their defensive stance as a group of humans stalked into view. Snarling and gun shots went off in the forest, the pack startled by the loud noises that seemed to echo just as intensely tucked away for cover in the bush hoping their pups would go unnoticed by man. But the twins were picked up and priced for an exquisite hunting family.

The family was one of the richest in all of Europe owning the champion fox hunting team as well. Their steeds were fast and their canines were faster, they were not hounds… but wolves. The family raised each wolf for their own unique game finding them best suited for the chase, their senses out ranking that of any hound. The youngest son had asked for two additions to the team, he was finally old enough to start having his own canines and Ceric and Circe were them. The two wolves started their training immediately after their capture was rewarded handsomely, fitted for collars and groomed. They were pampered to no end when not involved in their daily classes and they hardly had time between trouble making to think of their pack as well as the fact the elder wolves there skilled them in the hunt and provided them with some social life.

During another fine day the young boy was to visit his Aunt in Transylvania for the week and of course he had to bring his two esteemed pups. Her mansion was just as big as his and Ceric and Circe found it no different to fit in… and cause mayhem. The boy went out sometime during the week with an old friend of his, due to the fact it was a girl he thought it best not to bring his rough duo with him. They watched him walk out the door with masked excitement and once he left the mansion was theirs. Ceric pounced on the fine leather couch sinking his teeth into the cushion tearing it into fine strips and after he was finished with that it was the pillows! Circe who wasn't much for physical tormenting of leather, watched with his dark eyes the fun his brother was having for him all the while plotting treacherous circumstances that would take place next, that was until a scream grabbed their attention. The Aunt was infuriated with the pups and angrily picked them up by their scruffs. Circe didn’t take much liking to the Aunt nor being held in that manner and with a quick squirm he clamped down on her hand. She yowled and dropped the pups to the floor, her eyes were set ablaze and she fetched the nearest broom. Upon finding one she swat at the pups calling them filthy beasts, Ceric and Circe flopped and rolled slipping all the way to the door until they found themselves thrown out and the door slammed tightly shut behind them. Giving a brief shake of their fuzzy pelts they got to their feet and looked at each other in mischief.

Now their adventure would begin.[/blockquote][/color]

[Ceric]

Î C e r i c Î

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devious and rampant :: the incubus [/center]

call me Ceric.
pronounce it Ser-is.
i am A Boy.
i am not Circe, My Twin

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see no evil; Looks fuzzy puppy brown, sleek, and exactly like his twin, Circe. Upon closer inspection, Ceric stands boldly, carrying his posture up right and holding his head high with aspects of a future dragga.
speak no evil; Uses an audacious tone and speaks with passion and verbose, it is the only obvious difference between him and his twin, Circe. That is, if you can get them to use their natural voices.
be evil; Being a twin, Ceric is rarely has to be concious of mirroring his brother. They are villainous, impish, playful, and violent, all in unison. Subtle differences exist, like Ceric's wildness, terrorizing, and all-out attitude over Circe's habits of plotting, snapping, and subliminal messaging

memoirs; Ceric and Circe were born in the Western European wilderness, the mother unexpectedly giving birth to identical twins. Their birth pack reared them with all the protection and wisdom they could muster but nothing seemed to deter the two youths from their mischievous nature. However they were the legacy of the clan and the Alpha’s dealt with their personalities with their own dominance forcing the pups into submission whenever they displeased.

One morning, in their newly explored life, the pack was roaming their average sized territory. Within the last few days the scouts had scented some sort of disturbance in the northern terra and with eager curiosity they went to inspect to find nothing, however a strange scent lingered on the foliage something had been here. The alphas led the way to the land they were to reinstate was their own, the pups followed just behind the beta’s eyes wide with every new sight they saw and scent they smelled. When they arrived the humble pack relaxed as the alpha’s continued to sniff around, Circe padded a few feet away his nose hot on the trail of what he thought was something eatable. Lurking just behind him was his brother Ceric stalking his every move until he found the perfect opportunity and pounced on his mirrored image. The two tumbled a few more feet nipping and gnawing on what ever they could get their mouths on until abruptly they were sent shooting into the air. Fumbling around in a net they let out yaps and whimpers calling for assistance. The pack, who was already alerted at the sound of the net springing from below them, was circling beneath them in panic. The Alpha’s reared themselves as high as they could in attempt to reach to bundle of fur and beady eyes but to no avail. Nightfall quickly came and went and by morning the wolves awoke to rustling in the brush, the leaders took to their defensive stance as a group of humans stalked into view. Snarling and gun shots went off in the forest, the pack startled by the loud noises that seemed to echo just as intensely tucked away for cover in the bush hoping their pups would go unnoticed by man. But the twins were picked up and priced for an exquisite hunting family.

The family was one of the richest in all of Europe owning the champion fox hunting team as well. Their steeds were fast and their canines were faster, they were not hounds… but wolves. The family raised each wolf for their own unique game finding them best suited for the chase, their senses out ranking that of any hound. The youngest son had asked for two additions to the team, he was finally old enough to start having his own canines and Ceric and Circe were them. The two wolves started their training immediately after their capture was rewarded handsomely, fitted for collars and groomed. They were pampered to no end when not involved in their daily classes and they hardly had time between trouble making to think of their pack as well as the fact the elder wolves there skilled them in the hunt and provided them with some social life.

During another fine day the young boy was to visit his Aunt in Transylvania for the week and of course he had to bring his two esteemed pups. Her mansion was just as big as his and Ceric and Circe found it no different to fit in… and cause mayhem. The boy went out sometime during the week with an old friend of his, due to the fact it was a girl he thought it best not to bring his rough duo with him. They watched him walk out the door with masked excitement and once he left the mansion was theirs. Ceric pounced on the fine leather couch sinking his teeth into the cushion tearing it into fine strips and after he was finished with that it was the pillows! Circe who wasn't much for physical tormenting of leather, watched with his dark eyes the fun his brother was having for him all the while plotting treacherous circumstances that would take place next, that was until a scream grabbed their attention. The Aunt was infuriated with the pups and angrily picked them up by their scruffs. Circe didn’t take much liking to the Aunt nor being held in that manner and with a quick squirm he clamped down on her hand. She yowled and dropped the pups to the floor, her eyes were set ablaze and she fetched the nearest broom. Upon finding one she swat at the pups calling them filthy beasts, Ceric and Circe flopped and rolled slipping all the way to the door until they found themselves thrown out and the door slammed tightly shut behind them. Giving a brief shake of their fuzzy pelts they got to their feet and looked at each other in mischief.

Now their adventure would begin.
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[Tarkah]

aww you so ditched Ember Lily xD

but awsome charries! *luffs all over them*

[Ceric]

Nightmare Trio who are they >_> we're new we dont know what your talking about *innocent whistle*

[Kairi]

ooh... must have mistaken you for someone else then... >> x3
right I shall run along now