That's brilliant Darky!! It gives me chills. I can't wait to get to know Violet even more now :3

Wow! That was long @.@
This'll give an insight as to what Sky can do.

January 1, 1997:
Lisa's in labor. The doctor said that the baby would be born sometime soon. I'm really excited! It's 1am and I'm going to the hospital to meet up with her. We don't know the baby's gender as we've asked for it not to be revealed. Lisa wants a nice strong boy while I want a little baby girl.
Now it's 2am and I'm going inside the hospital. I left Lisa there last night. And...I just got a call. The baby's born!
I'm in Lisa's room with a little girl in my hands. Yes! She's so small and beautiful. The two of decided that whatever gender the baby would be, it's name would be Sky. Sky Fanyare. Welcome to Life!

January 1, 1998:
Sky's mother is very sick. Sky's growing up to be a beautiful little girl. I have to work a little harder now so as to take care of Lisa's medical needs. I'm afraid for Sky more than I am for myself. Sky's gotten very close to Lisa.
I got a cake for my little baby. Her first birthday.
Sky, no matter what, Your mother and I will always be there for you.
Hey Sky! It's mommy, You look so adorable in your little dress. You're always so happy. Don't ever lose that alright! Mommy and Daddy love you okay! Hugs and Kisses!

January 1, 1999:
Mommy's getting better Sky! All that hard work payed off. I'm glad. Sky's doing terrifically. You always have a bright smile, Sky. You're my light in dark days. I love you so much!
Mommy's back to write since daddy's bugging me to. I love how he's doing this for Sky. You're going to grow up with an amazing father. He spoils you way too much than I'd care for. You have shoulder length hair right now and Charlie here, your father, decided to dye it pink without telling me. Only the tips mind you. Apparently it's your birthday present. Well. Mine was a music box and I think I won the battle of best presents. You can't let go of it. Every time you open the box you start dancing, So precious! You're first words are ma and da! Though not real words they count.
Sky, you're a very wonderful person. Don'e ever let anyone tell you otherwise.

January 1, 2000:
Hugs darling. You're three years old now! I got you a lolipop and mom got you a doll. Hah! I win this year!
Now now, Charlie. Once she finishes the candy, it'll be gone. At least she has the doll forever.
...Right. Shoot. Damn it, Lisa always wins. Sky, when you're a teenager you better tell me what to get you.
No cheating!
Sky, cheating is bad. Don't do it for fun don't do for school work, and don't ever do it in relationships!

January 1, 2001:
For the first time, a new face has joined the party. Sierra Orenji. A Japanese girl who lives down the street from us. I wish she'd leave. Your mother invited her. Now our family tradition is being invaded.
Daddy's just upset because he has more competition. And he lost. Again. He got you a toy car. I got you a coloring book and Sierra got you a treasure box filled with chocolate. She and I won. You threw the car away the moment you got it!
Sky, remember that no matter what happens, you should always make the other person feel better. They don't always know you won't like something and it'll make them feel bad if you embarrass them in front of everyone. Dad is the exception of course.

January 1, 2002:
Sky is 5! I can't believe you were just a tiny little baby before! Where is that little girl I knew?! Well, We've decided to do something special this year and get you something together.
It was daddy's idea. He doesn't want to admit defeat another year in a row so he's decided to help me get you something.
That's not true! Either way, we got you a bunch of costumes since that's what you're into these days. My little baby growing up.
You can't stop playing with them! It's brilliant.
Love you so much, baby! Never agree to anything. It makes you look weak!

January 1, 2003:
Sierra's your bestest friend! You two do everything together now. You two even go to the same school. Which I think is weird.
We've put you in archery and you seem to like it. You're telling us otherwise. So that's what we'll do. Mommy got you a bow and I got you arrows. So I guess that's a tie right?
Be the best you can be sweetie!

January 1, 2004:
A few weeks ago you started to ask us if you could take a sword fighting class. We put you in one and you're ecstatic! I bought you a sword and mommy bought you a dress! I win this time! I can't believe it!!
Sky, never give up. You never know when it'll be your day!

January 1, 2005:
Lisa's getting worse by the day. I'm going to let her do all the writing this time.
Dear Sky, You're growing up to be a strong young woman. Don't let anyone get you own and always remember to keep a smile on your face. No matter what happens I want to always see you smiling. My last birthday present to you is something you're going to need as you grow up. Take care of it as I think it'll be very useful to you. It's name is Atnuru. Figure out how to use it. It's your weapon and you're it's owner. I love you so much sweetie. Don't ever forget that no matter what happens, I'll always be watching you.

January 1, 2006:
It's your first birthday without Lisa. I haven't seen you smile since the funeral 6 months ago. Sky. The light from your face has vanished and I don't know what to do to get it back. Sierra's worried for you too. I told her it's going to take some time but, I'm starting to get worried too. Darling, Mommy's watching over you and I love you more than life itself. I just want to see you smile again. I gave you a picture of the three of us before she...left us. You started cry in my arms the rest of the day.
Things happen sweetie and it's okay to cry. Just like I did when you cried in my arms today. Emotion is important. Don't try to hide it and become a machine.

January 1, 2007:
You're getting better, but you've cast yourself out of the world. Oh honey. I just want to see a smile on you again. You've taken up Karate. Just don't hurt yourself okay. Mommy still has her present to give you but she asked me to give it to you on your 15th birthday. 5 more years to go then. Time is flying by!

January 1, 2008:
4 more years to go. I thought I caught a smile but I can't tell. I hear you crying at night. More often than usual. Everything's going to be okay. Alright? I gave you a little journal to write your thoughts in. You gave me fake smile along with it. I don't count that as a smile. You need to be actually happy. I need to see your eyes bright like they used to be. You're getting stronger everyday. And strangely flexible.

January 1, 2009:
You told me something I'll never forget. You can hear things that are close and far. That is brilliant! Your semblance has started to show. You said, "Daddy, I hear things."
That was the best. I started laughing and you got upset. I bought you earplugs for your birthday so you could start to control how much you hear.

January 1, 2010:
I didn't know what to get for your 13th birthday so I took you out to your favorite restaraunt. And Sierra too of course. You stuffed your face there and for the first time in 4 years, you smiled so brightly! I cried to day and you asked me why. Of course, I tried to hide it. You are such a precious little girl, Sky. And I love you!

January 1, 2011:
1 year left before mommy's present comes to you. You're getting stronger everyday. So smart too. You've been taking so many different classes to help with combat! It's absolutely amazing. Both mommy's and my dreams came true. Mommy got the strong child she always wanted and I got the girl. A perfect match! You're looking more and more like your mother everyday. Maybe I should get married again. But then I'd lose the special times we have together. I'll ask you later how you feel about it. I haven't found anyone yet. Your mother was the only one for me. But I'd hate for you to grow up knowing only what I know.
I gave you money this year and told you that mommy gave you a present for next year as well. Your eyes and your smile! I started to cry and you hugged me to calm me down!
Sky, the young man who will take your heart better be the best man in the world. I don't want to give you up to anyone else.

January 1, 2012:
This is the year. You were so jittery all of last year. I can't believe I stayed strong and waited to give Atnuru to you. You're pleading and puppy dog eyes were no match for me! Muahaha!
You were so happy once you got the weapon. It took me years to figure out how it works and you got it in just a few hours! I haven't even payed attention to the many lessons you've been taking on weaponry and combat. Just remember. Atnuru can break through most any metal.

January 1, 2013:
My little baby's 16!! Happy birthday darling! You are a carbon copy of your mother except, you have my silver cat eyes. So cute! I've decided I don't want to get married. I'm going to scare off any guy that comes after you and that'll be it.
I gave you the number of a shop that made Atnuru. Tomorrow that's where we'll be going so that your weapon gets a little more love

January 1, 2014:
This year you got a letter from Beacon. You'll be going there to finish your education.
No matter what happens I love you. Remember that. You've gotten quiet but you're so lively. You know just as much about weapons as I do about cars. You'll do amazing! I know it. I'm giving yo this diary as a birthday present. Mommy would be...Mommy is proud of you. As am I.

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:love: Thank you shadow!
Spi - I just saw yours!! Brilliantly written :) A little insight is always a great Idea for everyone! I want to see how Amethyst comes out to be. She hasn't talked much has she. She looks to be outgoing but then again, this makes it sounds like she's not.

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Wahh, I love these so much! Interesting and beautiful writing!

Jet
"I was always a trouble maker - I'm sorry I never made life easy for you, but you never seemed to care about that. You would remind me every time I was in trouble with the law: "The world is born lifeless and grey, Ramjet. It's up to you to colour your own way". Your words always filled me with warmth. Like fireworks.

People say you're to blame for my wild behaviour, others say I was a curse on you - But their words never affected you at all. Why? You were highly regarded, a superstar, you were the person everyone wanted to be, the golden girl with the golden voice that warmed everyone's hearts. I was a blight against your perfect name, but your love for me never wavered once...

Everyone tells me to grow up, that your departure should've been the slap of reality I needed. But they're wrong, I'm lighting my own way through this stupid world.

I'm sorry though, I took it too far this time and I have to leave for good. These will be the last words I'll speak to you. It kills me to leave you, but I must.

Your warmth and spirit will forever live on in my music. I will always be your little spark, your little Ramjet"

She kissed the tip of her fingers and rested them on top of the tombstone.

"Love you mum" she whispered before following Ozpin to restart her life.

So bootiful :pleur:
I loved it rare!

Another quick scene...

“I hate you so much right now.” I said turning around to face the mirror. All I could see was … Pink…PINK!

Lina, who of course was behind this torture, was laughing musically … as always … She was too sweet at times that I felt sticky. I honestly don’t remember why she was my best friend. Seeing my predicament, she said, “You look gorgeous.”

“I look stupid.” I corrected her as I made a face at the mirror. “I don’t know why I agreed to this. This is downright disgusting.”

“Disgusting? Really, Violet?” She asked amused. “I think the look suits you. And if it helps, you never agreed to this. You lost the bet, remember?”

“I’m never betting again for the rest of my life.” I said folding my arms and not taking my eyes off of my reflection in the mirror. I… I didn’t look like myself. I was wearing a peach colored frilly girly dress that to me looked like it belonged to a little girl.

Honestly, it wasn’t the color. I do wear pink from time to time, but this…This was too… too… little girl material! Lina insisted I wear matching gloves and an umbrella that to me looked like it was made from the material of the dress. And by the way, the umbrella had a white bow at the top. A WHITE BOW!

Oh…And to add to that, she put my beautiful crazy hair in a bunch of roses…and added an actual pink rose in there. I looked like a walking garden.
And does it end there? Of course, not! I was supposed to go out on a blind date. Looking like this.

Lina, in her sing-song voice, called me, “Turn around now.”

Turning around, I made sure to give her the ‘I-hate-you’ look and as if on cue, flash surprised me. She took a picture of me like that.

“Oh no! You’re not!”

“Oh, but, I am, my silly Violet! This is going in my album. One day, I’ll show it your future significant other and we’ll all laugh.”

I didn’t say anything. Instead, I grabbed my chains and started attacking her, but as usual she escaped, she knew me way too well…and to this day, I can’t find the stupid picture.

For the dress:


Hair:

Both Jet's and Sky's stories are so  sad :pleur: and beautiful .
Violet's sounds fun and I'm still curious about Ameythist.
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Well down below you have the story of Kiiro's life ....by him . So he's the one talking you can also get his attitude from it .

Ummm ok so where do I start ... Well my name is Kiiro ... I am 18 and something . I was born on 13th of June and umm ...ok enough with the babbling let's get to the important part. When I was like ... almost 2 years old my father (who was a very fierce fighter and adventurer) decided to go on a journey around the world and see new things and learn new techniques. He and my mother decided to send me along because I was a boy and I needed to learn "what a true man is like " . Sadly my mom was pregnant with what at that time we thought was a girl so she stayed in our hometown . She ran a flower shop there .
Anyways mom sent us letters from 2 to 2 days and dad read them to me . We traveled for 7 years around the globe and I learned so many things. I was quite a strong kid and enjoyed fighting ( I eventually got bored later ... gonna tell you when I get there) . We arrived at a big temple in Nepal when I was 10 . It was great . There were so many people training there . Dad liked it there so he decided to stay but told me I had to get back home to met my mother and my cute sister ... take care of them and ...ummm ...stuff . I never actually understood how my parents long distance relationship lasted but it seems like they actually enjoyed it and loved each other more with each letter ... oh ... whatever I don't care that much about love .
Anyways he sent me home with my aunt , Raine . She was also a fighter . She had a very large anchor that she was using to fight ... Back then i thought it was the stupidest weapon ever . I was also very proud because my father gave me an unique tool before leaving ... a ring blade ... it was indeed beautiful but I found it ...hard to handle.

Anyways when I got home I had the biggest surprise of my life . The cute sister I pictured with pink dresses and bows was actually a stupid boy . He looked so pale and week I could have crushed him . And that actually became my hobby : bullying my little brother Kuro . He was extremely intrigued by the blade our dad gave me . Although I could't use it at all ...always getting cut ... whenever I wasn't looking he would pick it up and practice with it . He was good and I was soooo jealous that I even beat him out a few times out of frustration . He was fast and agile ... but I was strong even as a kid so I could just easily knock him down.
Buuuut I eventually figured out it was useless keeping that stupid blade so I just gave it to him on his birthday . Dad sent me a letter to congratulate me on that decision . I guess that was the big plan from the beginning . Later that year aunt Raine gave me a anchor just like hers and started training me it was soooo fun to play it .

When I got to 15 mom decided I was old enough and an independent young man . Soooo she moved to Nepal with my father and let me and my brother alone in a big apartment . Most kids would freak out and cry but not us . It was a happy happy day for me . Being acknowledged as an adult was very important to me . Kuro was also happy . He always wanted to be just the two of us having fun . We still talk everyday to our parents by the way .
Anyways ... beside fighting each other (me winning EVERY time) and a bunch of other people all we did was messing around and playing . I liked being the center of attention and ...uh...flirting i guess .

Dad told us to get to Beacon as part of our "road to manliness" to become even stronger of course.

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Guess I could also do Kuro's point of view later .

Your characters are so cool... I love them ;u;


Bring on the love triangles!!

-Waves the VioletxKuro flag-

Awww Sky!!!!

I actually also ship Kiiro with Jet...is it weird I ship Kiiro with two people?

It's official. I love Kuro! He's so cute. Not kidding. He does look up to his brother a lot, huh? I like them both!

Thanks, Rukia :D I actually had a couple minutes to kill and came up with these two short scenes. Trying to understand some of her background still.

I stared at the guy standing in front of me and repeated as if talking to a child, “For the fifteenth time, I can assure you’re mistaken.”

“But … The note says …”

I cut him off, my patience slowly wearing, “That note is not even in my handwriting. I can assure you I don’t write notes.” I took the note from him to read it myself.

Hi Nate,

I’ve been fighting this feeling for so long, but I can no longer stop myself. I had to tell you the truth. Everytime I see you passing by our gate, I felt my heart beat faster. I can’t stop thinking about you. If you feel the same, please come and talk to me.

Hopelessly in Love,

Violet


And every ‘I’ there was dotted with a heart.

I took a deep breath and tore the note in two, “This was a prank, Nate. And I think I know who did this. I apologize.”

Nate, looking slightly disappointed, cleared his throat before asking, “If you’re free later, maybe we could … I know the note is not true, but … ”

“I’m sorry, Nate, but my uncle has a lot planned for me within the next few months. I hardly have time to breathe.”

He looked at me sheepishly and said, ‘Oh…Ok…uh…Goodbye.”

And with that he was gone. As soon as he was out of sight, Lina, who had been waiting for me in the livingroom, came outside and sighed, “You’ll end up dying alone.”

“Lina … I’m not interested in dating. I have way more important things to do.”

“Love is important!!!” She retorted.

Rolling my eyes, I pointed out, “If it’s so important, why aren’t you seeing anyone!?”

“I’m too busy trying to save my best friend from the realm of loneliness!!!”

“Lina!!!” I exclaimed before recomposing myself and saying, “If you don’t go home, right now, I might do something I regret. You have till 5.”

“Oh really now …”

“5 … 4 …”

“You won’t do it, Purple.”

“ 3 … 2 …” I was starting to move my chains and she ran away.

“I knew you’d be here…”

I didn’t turn around. I knew it was uncle. Continuing to scavenge through my family’s old attic, I remained silent.

“I specifically told you not to come here alone. You know this is dangerous. They might come back.”

Muttering under my breath, I said, “How I wish they would. It would save me the time of finding them.”

“This is not healthy! You’re living on revenge!!!” He yelled at me.

I didn’t bother to answer as I tried to find anything that could help me track them down.

“Violet! I’m your guardian and I order you to stop!”

Again I ignored him as I went through the boxes.

He started to walk without paying attention to where he was going. Instead, he was yelling, “You’re not going to stop until they kill you! And all that because of your stubbornness and …” Before he completed the sentence, he almost tripped over a few things on the ground and would have fell from the attic’s staircase that was leading downstairs. I did, however, break his fall using my chains. After pulling him back and seeing that he was safe, I turned around and continued my search.

I didn’t have to turn around to know he was giving me one of those … looks… A look of disappointment, caring, worry, annoyance and exhaustion.