Post by Vixen on Mar 11, 2011 16:37:25 GMT -8
It played blurrily on their lips, the sound barely being registered; in regards to me. I assumed it was my name.
Name: J.E. 107 AKA Vixen
Age: Appears fifteen
{She is actually little over one year old.}
Gender: Female?
Description:
Personality: Vixen is an extremely curious girl(?) who seems overly fascinated by her surroundings. She is extremely naive, and still has much to learn in regards to social behavior. She'll sometimes imitate people and Pokémon if she's curious as to what they're doing. She's afraid of sirens.
History:
It seemed so bright. Everything veiled in a pale green, but I could see every detail. The thing on the other side seemed so... excited, when I opened my eyes. I couldn't move much. My limbs felt so weak. All I could do was move my eyes.
I was strong enough to move my head around. The thing - man - who had seemed so excited when I first opened my eyes often read things to me. I was able to recognize it as the faint voice I always heard when I first came to be. He was teaching me basics, so I wouldn't be confused when I got out of this liquid. I liked watching him and the other humans walk.
This tube seems a lot smaller now. He says I've just gotten bigger, and he says it proudly, so it makes me feel proud. I can reach my arm out and touch the glass. It feels so much colder than this liquid.
I can hear yelling. When I look over, there's people shouting about failure. When they notcie me watching they look disgusted. Where did he go? I haven't seen him in a while. The thought crosses my mind as the people leave the room, a siren following after. He said sirens usually meant something bad was happening. I was getting scared.
Suddenly, the surrounding glass is gone, liquid gushing out into the room. I immediately begin coughing and spluttering as I hit the floor. It's hard to breathe and it's freezing. I reach over to one of the extra white cloths the people here wore, struggling with grip. I finally got it on, and it helped get rid of the cold feeling. When I caught my breath, I kept trying to stand up, and when I eventually did, walk.
Type of Trainer: Breeder
Activity: I'm quite active, it's just the matter of starting/joining a post. Once I'm in one I reply as fast as I can.
Roleplay Sample: (From a site I frequent called Dreamity :3)
Spencer fiddled through the candies that had been mixed into each other by children who had been there earlier. He reached into the one that said 'caramel'.
Lemon. Ew.
He threw the candy behind him and stuck his hand back in, reaching for the bottom to see if the caramels even existed anymore.
"Caramel, if you do not come to me I will move on. The butterscoth discs are eying me."
He finally found a caramel at the bottom and threw it into his 'to buy' bag, which was already almost full.
"I knew you loved me."
Name: J.E. 107 AKA Vixen
Age: Appears fifteen
{She is actually little over one year old.}
Gender: Female?
Description:
Personality: Vixen is an extremely curious girl(?) who seems overly fascinated by her surroundings. She is extremely naive, and still has much to learn in regards to social behavior. She'll sometimes imitate people and Pokémon if she's curious as to what they're doing. She's afraid of sirens.
History:
It seemed so bright. Everything veiled in a pale green, but I could see every detail. The thing on the other side seemed so... excited, when I opened my eyes. I couldn't move much. My limbs felt so weak. All I could do was move my eyes.
I was strong enough to move my head around. The thing - man - who had seemed so excited when I first opened my eyes often read things to me. I was able to recognize it as the faint voice I always heard when I first came to be. He was teaching me basics, so I wouldn't be confused when I got out of this liquid. I liked watching him and the other humans walk.
This tube seems a lot smaller now. He says I've just gotten bigger, and he says it proudly, so it makes me feel proud. I can reach my arm out and touch the glass. It feels so much colder than this liquid.
I can hear yelling. When I look over, there's people shouting about failure. When they notcie me watching they look disgusted. Where did he go? I haven't seen him in a while. The thought crosses my mind as the people leave the room, a siren following after. He said sirens usually meant something bad was happening. I was getting scared.
Suddenly, the surrounding glass is gone, liquid gushing out into the room. I immediately begin coughing and spluttering as I hit the floor. It's hard to breathe and it's freezing. I reach over to one of the extra white cloths the people here wore, struggling with grip. I finally got it on, and it helped get rid of the cold feeling. When I caught my breath, I kept trying to stand up, and when I eventually did, walk.
Type of Trainer: Breeder
Activity: I'm quite active, it's just the matter of starting/joining a post. Once I'm in one I reply as fast as I can.
Roleplay Sample: (From a site I frequent called Dreamity :3)
Spencer fiddled through the candies that had been mixed into each other by children who had been there earlier. He reached into the one that said 'caramel'.
Lemon. Ew.
He threw the candy behind him and stuck his hand back in, reaching for the bottom to see if the caramels even existed anymore.
"Caramel, if you do not come to me I will move on. The butterscoth discs are eying me."
He finally found a caramel at the bottom and threw it into his 'to buy' bag, which was already almost full.
"I knew you loved me."
