skye raye wolfe;;

[SkyefloW]

skye raye wolfe;;

You'll soon realize that you're just another victim,
Harboring inside what seems fictional,
Brewing hatred and fear; malevolence yet you are so dim,
Live a little; dying young; fly high only to fall.

Hello, my name is |Skye| and I’m a |boy|. I reside in SPARTA|. I started playing this game |eighteen| years ago on |June fifteenth| and it hasn’t killed me yet. It’s said I’m a |citizen| but I can’t be put in my place.

so show a little inspiration;;

|Stormy silver eyes, like the storm with the sun shining through. Shaped like almonds, only with the eyelids of course. Pale eyelashes, oddly girlie for a guy. His skin is rather pale. Not many blemishes. His nose is rather sharp, as you can tell in the picture.
He is about the height five ten, his weight being a hundred and thirty. He normally wears a black trench sort of think, with jeans and a long sleeved white shirt with a black short sleeved one over it. Shoes, normally some black boots or black tennis shoes. His hair is cut about like this. For lack of a better word description. Being a pale blond. With a slight ashy color under.
All around he is a fast soldier. Strong enough to get past training and any fighting he has to be put through. Dubbed strong enough in his early age partially because he was born into a higher up family. |

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get tangled up in me…

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• Walking around outside with nothing to do and no where to go
  
• Reading for the most part
  
• The sky
  
• A light rain
  
• People that can take a joke
  
• Sarcasm
  
• Dark humor
  

i hate everything about you;;

• Annoying people
  
• People that can't take a joke
  
• Having too much to do and no time to do it
  
• The color purple, not the movie just the color
  
• Shallow girls, though a lot of the times girls in general
  
• Really hot days
  
• People that try to push their opinions off on others
  
• Hypocrites
  

this is the fear, this is the dread;;

• Kenophobia- Fear of voids or empty spaces.
  
• Lockiophobia- Fear of childbirth.
  
• Ornithophobia- Fear of birds. (Mostly just birds of prey though. XD)
  
• Blennophobia- Fear of slime. (Mostly just because it reminds him of snot...)
  
• Bolshephobia- Fear of Bolsheviks.
  
• Atomosophobia- Fear of atomic explosions.
  

strength is measured by insanity;;

• He is from a wealthy family
  
• He is healthy
  
• His sharp tongue
  
• The way of looking at the worse possible thing that could happen, he's always prepared (XD)
  
• He's pretty fast
  

not even weakness can hold back the mentally ill;;

• His sharp tongue and sarcasm can also get him into trouble
  
• He is a bit of a pessimist, which goes with his looking at the worst thing that could happen
  
• Being in higher society can also give you a lot of enemies
  
• The fact that he doesn't go along with what everyone else is going with
  
• He's not very strong
  

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you wanna know more, more, more about me;;

|Skye is a pessimistic, sarcastic, critical, asshole. Okay, he's not really that bad. But he's not that great either. He hates 'fitting in' which gets into a lot of trouble that he's forced to pay for, whether in cash or pain. Though the fact that he doesn't like to fit in also makes him feel oppisote the way others feel about Helots. While others treat them lower then dirt, he manages to find a friend in a lot of them. Though this also comes from the fact that his parents were, and still are, hardly around. So when he was younger he looked for friendship in whoever was around. Which were the few Helots his parents owned. Of course, Helots always came and went, still do, so he doesn't have any real long lasting friends. Aside from a few people in Sparta that can stand his attitude.

Looking back at the not so fine parts of him, he always is looking at the worse possible situation. Within this he finds out how he could get there or how to avoid it. Despite this, he still gets himself into a lot of crap. Naturally, he's human. So it's impossible for him to keep out of every little discretion. Or big one, either way.|

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the not so beautiful melody that is life…

can’t live with them;;
|Father;; Gregory Wolfe
Gregory Wolfe is a doctor, thus he makes quite a bit of money. Thus, his family lives in comfort without money worries and such. Though even when he does have breaks from work he doesn't pay much attention to Skye, despite the fact that Skye is his only son, and child for that matter. Gregory is a person that seems to think money can make everyone happy.
Mother;; Angela Wolfe
She is a lot like her husband in the money area. Money makes the world go round and keeps all happy. Therefore, she also does not really pay a lot of attention to Skye. She works in business, managing money and such. It's very rewarding for her.|

the future is no place to place your better days;;

|Born in Sparta he was deemed healthy and worthy of living. For the first five years of his life he was pampered and taken care of by mother and father. Well, for the most part. Aside from the last four years after his newness had worn off and his parents left their Helots to tend to him. Thus, he learned to be nice to them. Because even though they were meant to be slaves and such, it was a better thing to be nice.
One Helot his father had brought home was an older lady. In her fifties. She told him stories and would rock him to sleep when he was two. It went on till he was four with her. When he got older she still told him stories before bed, and would cook sweets for him as well. Despite her state in society he loved the women and saw her more as a mother then his birth mother.
Of course, not all Helots stuck around till death. His father sold the lady leaving him sad and disgruntled. He was six and his only form of a real parent had been her. Though he was still able to find some sort of comfort in talking to the other Helots of the house. And he soon grew to a point that he would only allow himself to grow on them till he was on the edge of being upset if they left. No longer crossing that line. For fear that he would lose another he cared about.
This sort of left him a real odd kid. When he went to school, at six, he spoke of the Helots as though they were people. Unlike pretty much everyone else, who spoke of them like dogs, or dirt more appropriately. It got to a point where at age seven he punched a kid because the kid had kept talking bad about Helots, mostly the ones at Skye's home.
Of course, this landed him in detention and with a lot of explaining. As well as hardly any friends at school. Well, unless somehow a Helot seemed to get a day or so of school in. Then they got along just fine. Though his parents did worry about how their son was making them look. How when he stood up for the lower of the society made them look strange and out of place. Skye still didn't care despite how often his parents pulled him off to the side and told him to make nice with the other citizens with money and the higher ups.
He still finds friends in the Helots, and at this point he's started fighting for the Helots his father buys. Saying how they can still work here or there so they should be kept around instead of sold. Though his father is to the point of pushing the whole care of the Helots off on Skye. Not that he would mind at all.|

Well. This is the best I can do I feel... His history irks me, but I think I'll deal... XD