Post by franny on Apr 10, 2008 23:15:25 GMT -5
Human:
Name: Fyra
Age: 15
Gender: female
Sexuality:Bisexual
Location: wilds
Personality: Fryra seems to be the type of person that is organized in mess. If she tries to be organized and neat, she can never find anything because she forgot where she put whatever she is looking for. She is totally outgoing, maybe a touch to much, because she never knows when she oversteps. Sometimes, she just goes up to people and says hi, even when they don't want to be bothered. She never gets when people are telling her she has gone over the top. She actually has never seen people in a while, so it would be a cool experience for her. She is very laid back about many things and believes that stuff can wait till later, why should she do it now?She is afraid of the bigger dragons and just prays that she doesn't impress to one of them.
Appearance: She has frizzy brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back. Normally, her hair is braided into a loose braid, just enough to hold the stray hairs out of her way. She has mellow green eyes that seem to speak of calmness, yet the frazzled expression she often has says differently, it speaks of a person that is totally out of it. She often wheres a blouse and britches, not caring for traditional girls clothing, though she used to where a dress when her mother forced her to, but only with extreme discomfort. Her face has a very pointed structure to it and seems to have every single bone in her skull showing. This seems to give her a stern look, yet for the life of her she could never be stern.
Likes: having stuff messy, having a long time to do something
Dislikes: dresses, large dragons
Quirks: She is known for her strange tenancy to say odd and strange things. She is also known for staring at fire and the sun, like she is trying to burn her eyes.
history: She was born to a harper and a girl he met in the wilds. Fryra never knew her father because of it. Her mother lived in the wilds because she had been born and raised there by her mother. Each of them had ridden wild dragons except Fryra's mother, Kendra. Fryra was 10 when she came back to the dwelling and realized that her mother had died to a wild dragon. Fryra, didn't know what to do. She had never been anywhere except the area around her home. She decided to continue dwelling there. She tried to do everything as she had seen her mother do things, but sometimes it was hard. When she was 12, she had ventured farther than usual and she had found a green flit egg. This egg had hatched to become her talkative Tit-tat, or Titty. Fryra hasn't talked to any human in years, and she still raises her own food. If someone were to find her, it would probably freak her out.
200 word Sample Post for first Character
Fyra carefully picked the berries. She had to check everyone so that she did not get a bad one that would give her a belly ache. Straightening out with a groan. She saw that Titty had brought her a basket for the berries. Fryra had carefully placed all the berries into the basket. She carefully pulled out her water bag that had been her mother's and took a swig from it. She then took her berries into the dwelling. She grabbed a knife which she stuck in her pocket for later use if needed. She walked to a tiny field of a tall plant that had orange; yellowish things covered by green leaves. These plant things were actually quite good tasting,and they also nourished her.
She cut one, and seeing that the sun was setting, she went inside to rest and eat. She set a pot on top of her fire pit, which she would burn every night, staring at the fire. She would eat her boiled plant, and then sleep. The berries were for tomorrow. She knew the days, the changes,the foods. She knew the cycles that had kept her alive every time. She smiled to herself as she went to sleep, every day was a success.
Pets
Name:Tit-tat (nicknamed Titty)
Species: flit
Color: hunter green
Personality: Tit-tat is very noisy. She loves to make tons of noise and some call it her "singing" but if it is, it is very bad singing. She just loves attention from the guys and enjoys being doted on. She doesn't ever try to destroy her pet's room though, but that might only be because her pet's room needs no help in being destroyed. Titty often helps her look for things when her area is organized, but it often ends up a mess when titty is done.
Name: Fyra
Age: 15
Gender: female
Sexuality:Bisexual
Location: wilds
Personality: Fryra seems to be the type of person that is organized in mess. If she tries to be organized and neat, she can never find anything because she forgot where she put whatever she is looking for. She is totally outgoing, maybe a touch to much, because she never knows when she oversteps. Sometimes, she just goes up to people and says hi, even when they don't want to be bothered. She never gets when people are telling her she has gone over the top. She actually has never seen people in a while, so it would be a cool experience for her. She is very laid back about many things and believes that stuff can wait till later, why should she do it now?She is afraid of the bigger dragons and just prays that she doesn't impress to one of them.
Appearance: She has frizzy brown hair that reaches to the middle of her back. Normally, her hair is braided into a loose braid, just enough to hold the stray hairs out of her way. She has mellow green eyes that seem to speak of calmness, yet the frazzled expression she often has says differently, it speaks of a person that is totally out of it. She often wheres a blouse and britches, not caring for traditional girls clothing, though she used to where a dress when her mother forced her to, but only with extreme discomfort. Her face has a very pointed structure to it and seems to have every single bone in her skull showing. This seems to give her a stern look, yet for the life of her she could never be stern.
Likes: having stuff messy, having a long time to do something
Dislikes: dresses, large dragons
Quirks: She is known for her strange tenancy to say odd and strange things. She is also known for staring at fire and the sun, like she is trying to burn her eyes.
history: She was born to a harper and a girl he met in the wilds. Fryra never knew her father because of it. Her mother lived in the wilds because she had been born and raised there by her mother. Each of them had ridden wild dragons except Fryra's mother, Kendra. Fryra was 10 when she came back to the dwelling and realized that her mother had died to a wild dragon. Fryra, didn't know what to do. She had never been anywhere except the area around her home. She decided to continue dwelling there. She tried to do everything as she had seen her mother do things, but sometimes it was hard. When she was 12, she had ventured farther than usual and she had found a green flit egg. This egg had hatched to become her talkative Tit-tat, or Titty. Fryra hasn't talked to any human in years, and she still raises her own food. If someone were to find her, it would probably freak her out.
200 word Sample Post for first Character
Fyra carefully picked the berries. She had to check everyone so that she did not get a bad one that would give her a belly ache. Straightening out with a groan. She saw that Titty had brought her a basket for the berries. Fryra had carefully placed all the berries into the basket. She carefully pulled out her water bag that had been her mother's and took a swig from it. She then took her berries into the dwelling. She grabbed a knife which she stuck in her pocket for later use if needed. She walked to a tiny field of a tall plant that had orange; yellowish things covered by green leaves. These plant things were actually quite good tasting,and they also nourished her.
She cut one, and seeing that the sun was setting, she went inside to rest and eat. She set a pot on top of her fire pit, which she would burn every night, staring at the fire. She would eat her boiled plant, and then sleep. The berries were for tomorrow. She knew the days, the changes,the foods. She knew the cycles that had kept her alive every time. She smiled to herself as she went to sleep, every day was a success.
Pets
Name:Tit-tat (nicknamed Titty)
Species: flit
Color: hunter green
Personality: Tit-tat is very noisy. She loves to make tons of noise and some call it her "singing" but if it is, it is very bad singing. She just loves attention from the guys and enjoys being doted on. She doesn't ever try to destroy her pet's room though, but that might only be because her pet's room needs no help in being destroyed. Titty often helps her look for things when her area is organized, but it often ends up a mess when titty is done.
