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Posted on September 4, 2009 at 12:16:36 PM by Juliette
Name: Juliette Gender: Female Appearance (include eye/skin/hair colour): Blue and Cyan hair, bright teal eyes, pale skin Age: 17 Personality: lively, spunky, generally friendly but does have her limits on crap she'll take from others. She's very young at heart, but not innocent. She tends to think about strange things, and sometimes she doesn't realize what she's saying. She likes to have fun History: Juliette isn't quite ready to grow up, even though she's on her own. She's always been a little different from the other kids. They were discovering powers, getting familiars, preparing to be adults. She still walks around barefoot, hangs upside down from trees when she thinks, and twirls her hair when she's embarrassed. Reality hasn't quite hit her yet, the evils of the world haven't had an impact on her. She's even still a virgin. Not that she doesn't flirt, just that she's never gotten taht serious with anybody before. Sample post: You know, I really should get a move on... Dazed, dumbfounded twisted at Juliette's lips as she lay back in the long summer grasses, listening the the mid afternoon singing of the crickets as it started to grow dark. She wasn't that far from Shaman, she should really hurry up and get there. She let out a loft sigh and rolled back, thrusting her feet up in the air, swinging them back and forth with a sigh. But that meant walking, and walking meant getting up, and getting up meant she'd have to move from this lovely spot... Her feet were adorned with thin sandles and a few toerings of little silver flowers. With half a smile she dropped her legs before her skirt went all the way up. With a sigh she pushed herself to a stand and brushed some of her blue hair back from her face. "Well, Julie Baby, the road isn't going to come to you~" she sighed in a sing song voice to herself, brushing dried parches grasses from her skirt. She picked up her large brown bag and swung it over one shoulder, starting to walk again. She walked in a weird sort of way that was hardly efficient, swinging her right leg far to the left, and then her left around and far to the right, humming to herself, head bobbing from side to side. Soon she began skipping a bit, reaching an arm out to catch the soft tips to the dandilions as she passed, sending the seeds flying into the air. When she finally reached the borders of Shaman nearly an hour later, she admitted herself a little disappointed. In her head she had imagined something more lucious and alive, but you could practically feel the tension from the war already. She blinked and shrugged and strode on down into the open, looking around curiously. I'll be damned if there's a happy face anywhere! she thought, frowning slightly. "Dude, would it kill anybody to smile?" she commented more to herself than anybody else. She continued down to the Ruins, looking around at the bleak attitude and mapping out a good spot. When she found one she set her bag down, or rather dropped it, with a mysterious clanging. There was simply no telling what she had in that bag. She was a bit of a pack rat. She laid back on the grass, propping her head on the lumpy brown bag, and looked up at the sky with a sigh. What kind of things did penguins think about, she wondered. Well, penguins lived in antartica, and she doubted there was very much to do there... How boring it would be to live like a penguin... though swimming would be fun. Juliette couldn't swim, actually. She should learn to swim. Did monkeys swim? She's never seen a monkey swim. That cloud kind of looks like a monkey with a coconut on its head. She giggled softly and closed her eyes a little, relaxing in the late sunset and lessening heat. What if she had a giant sticky ball and could roll things up into it? She looked around her curiously. 20 points for the trees, 50 points for the other fairies. That mountain would be a big score. Welcome to the mind of Juliette. If there was any consistency in any of her thoughts, it has yet to be discovered. A breeze swept through, sending the grass in waves, and she stretched, eyes closing with a soft hum. She wasn't aware of the war, she wasn't aware of Mallos.. She was oblivious to all the Hell going on around her, and she had a fun bubbly randomness that could be contagious if you spent too much time around her. It was very hard to keep one's mind on track with her around. She blinked a few times, became board, and made a random sound because of such, a sort of honk. She pushed herself up to a sitting position, crossing her legs in an indian style of position, even though it didn't really do her skirt any favors. "Hello~?" she called out. It was hard to miss her, blue hair standing out against the dried grasses and... well generally everything. "Anybody? Hulloooooo? Woo hoo?!" This was her way of getting attention... Waving her arms in the air and just making aggravating noises until someone investigated the source. She could only occupy herself with her bizarre thoughts and little imagination trips for so long. At some point she needed company. She looked out at the distant traces of the shore, smiling a bit as her mind spaced out again. What would it be like to be a pirate. A fairy pirate. She could have an eye patch, not for any reason, just to have one, and a spider monkey to go pull people's hair. Avast ye, scurvy dogs! Prepare to be boarded! Yarr! The sounds of clinging swords, clashing metal and iron, the blast of cannons and the heat of explosions. SHe was in La La land, buccaneering and what not. She was a fantastic swordsman... swords...woman... With a crew full of men that only dreamed of seeing the captain's flowery panties. As she swung from a random rope to another part of the ship, bellowing and clashing swords with an evil naval captain, she had no idea that someone had approached her, if someone had approached her. "Yarr, scalliwags... I smell a mutiny... Or maybe it's just me first mate Tim's pants on fire... put 'im out boys..." she mumbled, completely oblivious to her real surroundings. Now she was sure there was someone there, and so she shook herself out of her little daydream and looked around for said individual. Embarrassing? Not in the slightest. She didn't even realize she'd done it. She looked around until she spotted feet, then followed them up to a face, and smiled big and friendly. "Oh, hello! Sorry, I was off being a pirate! I'm Juliette, and you are?" she introduced brightly, extending a hand up to be shaken. Infectious childish nature, coming right at you. Yarr, mateys... Anything else you wish to include: nope, nothing Player Name: Luna  |
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- ACCEPTED -> - By MALLOS. September 4, 2009 at 06:33:51 PM
- okie ^^ no problem - By Luna September 4, 2009 at 08:48:53 PM
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