Post by Adaria Demontou on Nov 8, 2008 20:38:07 GMT -5
Forgive me. I was confused because it is in two different places.
I am of simple mind.
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Name: Adaria Irving Demontou
{Ada, Daria, Meezzzzz Demontou (lul)}
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Job Wanted: Glassworker/ Artisan
(If previous is N/A): Townsbatty.
Description:
Adaria is a female pallid, anthropomorphic, bat creature appearing to have many humanoid qualities and regular batty features. Fluffleh fur is a pale golden, which feels and looks like down feather fuzz.
She is garbed in attire befitting wealthy city women of the late 1800s, covered mostly head to toe with frilly lace things, pipe-trimmed skirts, fitted jackets and matching gloves, hats and boots. Her eyes are large, but not oddly so. She has perfectly normal eyesight. Large, leaf-shaped ears protrude from a mass of curling aquacyan blue and catch a wide range of sounds.
She is smallish, but well-able to weild the tools of her delicate trade. Dainty, prim, proper, polite, polished. Slightly obsessive compulsive, but only because she's shy and awkward.
Example of RP:
..."And, that's why the system works so well. All you need is a group of foolish people." The golden bat gawked at the sly feline across from her in astonishment. Their compartment was quiet and undisturbed, but she found herself hoping that someone would come along and entertain him. As soon as possible, the bitty femme stood and gathered her carry-ons in order to make her way off the train and rid herself of the petty con-artist. He moved in... she moved away! Femme hustled herself right through the door and into a startled train attendant! "Oh, dear! I'm so sorry.." They dropped tickets, luggage, and a booklet in unison, then bumped about in the slim hallway in oder to regain items lost.
Petite pallid bat emerged from the darkess of train and into the dusty sunshine on platform. Lace gloved fingers gripped bitty parasol in one hand and a finely crafted leather case in the other. She'd regained composure by now, stepping daintily across the length of the planked platform and onto the busy street. Caught up in the whirlwind of movement to and fro', she would eventually wind up in front of the hotel. Thankful and exhausted.
I am of simple mind.
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Name: Adaria Irving Demontou
{Ada, Daria, Meezzzzz Demontou (lul)}
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Job Wanted: Glassworker/ Artisan
(If previous is N/A): Townsbatty.
Description:
Adaria is a female pallid, anthropomorphic, bat creature appearing to have many humanoid qualities and regular batty features. Fluffleh fur is a pale golden, which feels and looks like down feather fuzz.
She is garbed in attire befitting wealthy city women of the late 1800s, covered mostly head to toe with frilly lace things, pipe-trimmed skirts, fitted jackets and matching gloves, hats and boots. Her eyes are large, but not oddly so. She has perfectly normal eyesight. Large, leaf-shaped ears protrude from a mass of curling aquacyan blue and catch a wide range of sounds.
She is smallish, but well-able to weild the tools of her delicate trade. Dainty, prim, proper, polite, polished. Slightly obsessive compulsive, but only because she's shy and awkward.
Example of RP:
..."And, that's why the system works so well. All you need is a group of foolish people." The golden bat gawked at the sly feline across from her in astonishment. Their compartment was quiet and undisturbed, but she found herself hoping that someone would come along and entertain him. As soon as possible, the bitty femme stood and gathered her carry-ons in order to make her way off the train and rid herself of the petty con-artist. He moved in... she moved away! Femme hustled herself right through the door and into a startled train attendant! "Oh, dear! I'm so sorry.." They dropped tickets, luggage, and a booklet in unison, then bumped about in the slim hallway in oder to regain items lost.
Petite pallid bat emerged from the darkess of train and into the dusty sunshine on platform. Lace gloved fingers gripped bitty parasol in one hand and a finely crafted leather case in the other. She'd regained composure by now, stepping daintily across the length of the planked platform and onto the busy street. Caught up in the whirlwind of movement to and fro', she would eventually wind up in front of the hotel. Thankful and exhausted.
Feed Me!
