BoserWolfs
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Hallo Es mein Freund!
Fursona:
Statistics:
- Species: Wolf
- Birthday: Febuary 20th
- Age: 20
- Gender: Male
- Height: 5'6
- Weight: 59 kg
- Eyes: Light Brown/Solid Black (turns to solid black if overcomed by his second self)
- Fur: Grey and White
- Blood Type: AB+
Personal Status:
- Sexual Preference: Homosexual
- Education: Apprenticeship
- Mood: Shy
- Role: Submissive
Personality:
- Böser is a shy one, and often solitary because of his difference. He is also violent when provoked, but he's not easy to provoked tho', he always have his guns, daggers and sword in him. He can be a cry baby often. He was abandoned by his parents since he's been a cub, found by a soldier and taken cared. Unfortunately when he was 10 year-old, his foster father died in a war. He fled with his foster father's uniform, ventured around the world, unlocking secrets both dark and good. Apprenticed to the Immortal Nicholas Flamel the Alchemyst; to The sorceress Perenelle Flamel; to the English Magician Dr. John Dee the Necromancer; to the Italian Magician Niccolò Machiavelli the Manipulator; to the Magician Comte de Saint-Germain Master of fire; to Gilgamesh the King; to the Witch of Endor Zephaniah; to the sorceress Circe; to Tsagaglalal She Who Watches; and to Death. The powers and secret he learned bear to be his name, and that creates his second personality.
- Böser in his true nature is kind, loving, and shy. He's submissive, though he's not asking for it, he's more likely caught in surprise, ask him? he won't agree, surprise him? he'll give up to you. He too blush a lot, especially if you're dominant. O//////O
Guide me always, Guide me well.
I am a teacher of herb and spell.
I am a link to power arcane.
Forget me and my magic shall sane.
Ten times ten commandments there be.
They will answer every mystery.
Cures, curses, alchemy.
These secrets shall be thine, through me.
But, my friend, remember this above all.
I am not for those in mud that crawl.
And forever doomed shall be the one.
Who betrays my secrets one by one.
The Fragility of an Ego.
"Every major change is a crisis in self-esteem"Toward the end of first grade, I got invited to Brucie Pendergeist's birthday party. I was very excited, not because I like Brucie that much...... *erm*. When the day finally came, I couldn't wait until eleven o'clock for Mrs. Ratray to drive in with her big blue van and whisk me away to that party.
Sure enough, promptly at eleven, I spotted Mrs. Ratray's blue van slowly turning into our long gravel driveway, the car parked with a half dozen or so of my first grade friends. I yelled to my mother, "THEY'RE HERE! I'M GOING! BYE!!" and flew out the side door. In my excitement, however, I didn't look where I was going. I missed the top step and found myself rolling head over heels down the porch steps - all six of them - and landing in a heap at the bottom. When I look up, I saw the faces of my friends staring at me from inside the car, their eyes wide with horror and amazement.
Instantly, I picked myself up, hobbled back at the steps, ran into the hose, and into my bedroom, threw myself across myself and sobbed and sobbed. I was totally humiliated!! Through my tears I announced to my ministering mother, "I"M *sob, sob* ... NOT GOING *sob, sob*!" I felt I could never face my friends again, not after falling clumsily and stupidly in front of them.
It took quite sometime (and quite some gentleness) for my mother to talk me into going to that party. How she convinced me. I don't remember. But I do remember I was glad she did. For I did get to see Brucie that day.
That childhood incident taught me an unforgettable lesson: The fragility of an ego. It is as if every person wears this invisible sign around the neck: "Fragile ego. Handle with care."
It is very difficult to enter the narrow gate when we have plenty of unnecessary baggage.
Worrying over things you have no control cannot solve many a things.... Why worry then?
The more we die to ourselves, the more we live.
Dying to self, bad attitudes.