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this is the journal of the ABJD Uriel and Katou who belong to silver_youko and raisondetre76

Name: Uriel (no last name)
Age: 26 physically, about 50 literally
Race: Elf posing as human
height: 6'1"
Eyes: Black
Hair: light turquoise that falls straight until almost mid-back where it turns to loose curls. Long bangs that frame his face
Family: deceased younger brother (Barakiel)

Type: Doll Zone 'Wing'

Personality: Uriel is laid back in an odd sort of way. He has a sort of craftiness that lets him view a situation from all sides and find a way to approach it to enable him the most opportunity. He never goes out of his way, never puts forth any extra effort, but can always manage to get the job done. He's a man who loves to see people struggle with something simply for a show, letting things get to their absolute worst before he'll get up and solve the problem in ten seconds flat. But he's also very careful, not being a person that would allow his reputation to slip even a nanometer, he always knows exactly when the fun stops and the business begins. He's also very spoiled, not used to hearing no and always getting exactly what he wants, whatever the means. When Uriel is set on something he doesn't let go. And should he become angered its best to get out of the way and wait for the storm to settle.

History: Back when the city was just being built, the elves' home in that area was slowly invaded and destroyed, their natural habitat turned upsidedown from it's roots. Afraid of their own invasion surrounding villages refused to take the homeless elves in, forcing them to integrate with the human's ways of life and hide within the very society that destroyed them.
Years later, the forests of the country have been almost completely destroyed and family lines of pureblood elves are coming dangerously close to extinction between interspecies breeding and loss of elven pride. Uriel's mother was one of the few proud elven females left, at least of those that were known of in the city, and was raising her two sons to be proud as well in the midst of living in the middle of the human slums and working a minimum-wage human job simply to survive. This all ended when she was raped and killed, her sons watching from their hiding place in the closet. With this Uriel, barely 16 years of age, snaps. He swears that one day the elves will once again be the ones on top, the ones forcing humans into hiding. Toting his little brother along for the ride, he starts gathering information and trailing after the man that killed his mother. But Uriel also saw that in order to do anything in the world, despite his revenge, he needed power and money, and so he also began working to achieve just those. Within a few years, his brother forever silent at his side, Uriel managed to achieve some followers, a good amount of money, and a fair bit of population. His "gang", though Uriel despised such a term, slowly gained in its territory as the years went by.
Two years after his mother's death, when Uriel had just turned 18 and his brother, Barakiel, 15, Uriel encountered the man that brought his mother's disgrace. Uriel pulled his gun on the man, and as he advanced, explains what had transpired two years prior in amazingly horrifying detail. However, just as Uriel was about to pull the trigger, Barkiel jumped infront of the man and pleaded for his life and for his brother to come to reason. Uriel warned his brother once to move, saying that if he sides with the man that killed his mother of all humans in the world than he has no right to say that Barakiel could ever call himself son of their proud mother and a member of the elven race. Barakiel held his ground, pleading that if Uriel was to pull the trigger than every ounce of pride that his mother taught him would be worthless as he would disgrace their mother more than the man or any other human had. Uriel warned his brother one last time and when Barakiel opened his mouth to beg once again for mercy, the gun was fired.
The death of Barakiel drove Uriel even harder to gain his position in the world. By twenty five his gang ran over half of the city. At twice that age Uriel not only had the run of the entire city, but his followers consisted of over 100 men obeying his every word. The little gang that started in the slums had gone from petty street brawls and theft to a sort of mafia that was running full businesses and had a good deal of government influence. No one ever dares to ask Uriel why he doesn't age, some of the older members even going so far as to believe that he is something of a god, though there is no talk of such things aloud. Uriel pretty much keeps to himself for the most part, making the important decisions and trusting his direct underlings to take care of the rest. Over the years he has thought about his brother and mother less and less, the older he gets and the more power he gains causing him to slowly forget where he came from all those years ago. Nowadays his only goals are to gain more power over the humans that he despises.


Name: Katou
Nickname: The Carmine Spider
Age: 21
height: 5'8"
Eyes: Green-blue
Family: none

Type: ElfDoll 'Red'

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