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I had to redo her with a tainting of seriousness....

Name: Ash (totally not paying heed to the fact that nobody has last names here.)
Age: 15
Height: 5'7.
Physical Identification: (I'm drawing her. First time I've ever drawn a human with serious intent. I cannot wait to die of laughter.) Shortish... compared to GMO-ridden kids nowadays... blue-eyed girl. Light caramel brown hair that has diluted steaks of near unnoticeable ginger. Kinda cute oval face with a considerable amount of faded freckles clustering to either side of her nose- you have to look really hard to see them. She's got some mediocre scars over the length of her arms, but the longest runs down the entire side of her left leg and she's sensitive about it being noticed or mentioned. Relatively lean, but she does pack some decent muscles in her shoulders that she does well to keep hidden beneath whatever wind-compatible shawl she's wearing. Usually found in a loose flannel shirt or some kind of worn draping shawl. Always in ripped jeans- and no, those holes aren't resulting from the latest trend. Having yet to find a single purpose for shoes, you'll have yet to find her in clothed feet.
Skill(s): Wind reading. You'll have to wait and see.
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Is terribly socially awkward due to the fact she's not used to communing to other people.
She can't stand humid days that lack wind- it drives her to excessive anxiety and mumbling unintelligible things all day. She still hasn't gotten the hang of using her ears for receiving sound waves, so she's almost impossible to get the attention of from a distance- best addressed as involuntary selective hearing.
Likes: Breezes are her life. If a day has mist in addition, Ash'll be in her glory and they'll be no sightings of her indoors for days. She's perfectly content to sleep flat out in any wind-frequented meadow- got an uninhabited hill vacant for the night? You've suddenly become her best friend. All she needs is the open sky, deafening silence, and melodious wind in her hair, and everything is at perfect ease. Being she spends so much time outdoors, she's picked up both drawing and writing; slowly improving her art to an actually decent level. She's begun to broaden her mediums, and has actually started drawing in bark, leaves, and any other natural object she can get her hands on. Another one is modeling the soft clay from riverbeds and fashioning it into some sort of animal figurine or another. Woodcarving'll be the next, undoubtedly.
But, her first love will always be ink, so she loves pens.
Major emphasis on pens.
Dislikes: Humans and the world of ruin they've constructed within their polluted metropolises. It disgusts her to see the lack of delicate treatment of beautiful life- don't dare tell her of any recent abuse or abandonment cases, whether it be animal or human. She'll explode in an emotionally unstable rant that has the potential to last for daus.
She absolutely despises fog that's heavy enough to dull the wind to the point of childish tantrums.
Full out tantrums.
Empty pens.
Quirks: If you see her, she'll have a pen with her. Somewhere.
If she's without her pen... uhhhh... something's dangerously amiss.
Like, a natural disaster is about to destroy us all, kind of amiss.
Wherever she is, she has to have a window open.
She'll go to any length to have that window open.
 
CHlCK3N said:
Name: Adelaide
-means "noble" or "sweet"
Age: 16 years
Height: 6'3"
Physical Identification: She is extremely tall for a woman, and is a bit pale. She is covered with freckles, and has light brown hair. She also has bright green eyes. She also has a well shaped head, along with soft tinted lips. She usually has her hair in a bun. She doesn't wear glasses.
Wears any kind of clothing she can get her paws on.

Skill(s): Psychokinesis
Drawbacks because of skill(s): She gets bad cramps in her hands and a massive headache when she uses it.
Likes: Tarantulas, spiders, snakes, fish, etc. Books, guns, and tea.
Dislikes: Coffee, bows-and-arrows, large crowds
Quirks: She has a gorgeous smile, and is obsessed with guns.
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(*Accep.* Hey she's a character alright. Likes books, tea and guns. Not really a stereotype. )
 
HeavensHens88 said:
I had to redo her with a tainting of seriousness....

Name: Ash (totally not paying heed to the fact that nobody has last names here.)
Age: 15
Height: 5'7.
Physical Identification: (I'm drawing her. First time I've ever drawn a human with serious intent. I cannot wait to die of laughter.) Shortish... compared to GMO-ridden kids nowadays... blue-eyed girl. Light caramel brown hair that has diluted steaks of near unnoticeable ginger. Kinda cute oval face with a considerable amount of faded freckles clustering to either side of her nose- you have to look really hard to see them. She's got some mediocre scars over the length of her arms, but the longest runs down the entire side of her left leg and she's sensitive about it being noticed or mentioned. Relatively lean, but she does pack some decent muscles in her shoulders that she does well to keep hidden beneath whatever wind-compatible shawl she's wearing. Usually found in a loose flannel shirt or some kind of worn draping shawl. Always in ripped jeans- and no, those holes aren't resulting from the latest trend. Having yet to find a single purpose for shoes, you'll have yet to find her in clothed feet.
Skill(s): Wind reading. You'll have to wait and see.
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Is terribly socially awkward due to the fact she's not used to communing to other people.
She can't stand humid days that lack wind- it drives her to excessive anxiety and mumbling unintelligible things all day. She still hasn't gotten the hang of using her ears for receiving sound waves, so she's almost impossible to get the attention of from a distance- best addressed as involuntary selective hearing.
Likes: Breezes are her life. If a day has mist in addition, Ash'll be in her glory and they'll be no sightings of her indoors for days. She's perfectly content to sleep flat out in any wind-frequented meadow- got an uninhabited hill vacant for the night? You've suddenly become her best friend. All she needs is the open sky, deafening silence, and melodious wind in her hair, and everything is at perfect ease. Being she spends so much time outdoors, she's picked up both drawing and writing; slowly improving her art to an actually decent level. She's begun to broaden her mediums, and has actually started drawing in bark, leaves, and any other natural object she can get her hands on. Another one is modeling the soft clay from riverbeds and fashioning it into some sort of animal figurine or another. Woodcarving'll be the next, undoubtedly.
But, her first love will always be ink, so she loves pens.
Major emphasis on pens.
Dislikes: Humans and the world of ruin they've constructed within their polluted metropolises. It disgusts her to see the lack of delicate treatment of beautiful life- don't dare tell her of any recent abuse or abandonment cases, whether it be animal or human. She'll explode in an emotionally unstable rant that has the potential to last for daus.
She absolutely despises fog that's heavy enough to dull the wind to the point of childish tantrums.
Full out tantrums.
Empty pens.
Quirks: If you see her, she'll have a pen with her. Somewhere.
If she's without her pen... uhhhh... something's dangerously amiss.
Like, a natural disaster is about to destroy us all, kind of amiss.
Wherever she is, she has to have a window open.
She'll go to any length to have that window open.
Click to expand...
(Yes, cheese.)
 
HeavensHens88 said:
I had to redo her with a tainting of seriousness....

Name: Ash (totally not paying heed to the fact that nobody has last names here.)
Age: 15
Height: 5'7.
Physical Identification: (I'm drawing her. First time I've ever drawn a human with serious intent. I cannot wait to die of laughter.) Shortish... compared to GMO-ridden kids nowadays... blue-eyed girl. Light caramel brown hair that has diluted steaks of near unnoticeable ginger. Kinda cute oval face with a considerable amount of faded freckles clustering to either side of her nose- you have to look really hard to see them. She's got some mediocre scars over the length of her arms, but the longest runs down the entire side of her left leg and she's sensitive about it being noticed or mentioned. Relatively lean, but she does pack some decent muscles in her shoulders that she does well to keep hidden beneath whatever wind-compatible shawl she's wearing. Usually found in a loose flannel shirt or some kind of worn draping shawl. Always in ripped jeans- and no, those holes aren't resulting from the latest trend. Having yet to find a single purpose for shoes, you'll have yet to find her in clothed feet.
Skill(s): Wind reading. You'll have to wait and see.
Drawbacks because of skill(s): Is terribly socially awkward due to the fact she's not used to communing to other people.
She can't stand humid days that lack wind- it drives her to excessive anxiety and mumbling unintelligible things all day. She still hasn't gotten the hang of using her ears for receiving sound waves, so she's almost impossible to get the attention of from a distance- best addressed as involuntary selective hearing.
Likes: Breezes are her life. If a day has mist in addition, Ash'll be in her glory and they'll be no sightings of her indoors for days. She's perfectly content to sleep flat out in any wind-frequented meadow- got an uninhabited hill vacant for the night? You've suddenly become her best friend. All she needs is the open sky, deafening silence, and melodious wind in her hair, and everything is at perfect ease. Being she spends so much time outdoors, she's picked up both drawing and writing; slowly improving her art to an actually decent level. She's begun to broaden her mediums, and has actually started drawing in bark, leaves, and any other natural object she can get her hands on. Another one is modeling the soft clay from riverbeds and fashioning it into some sort of animal figurine or another. Woodcarving'll be the next, undoubtedly.
But, her first love will always be ink, so she loves pens.
Major emphasis on pens.
Dislikes: Humans and the world of ruin they've constructed within their polluted metropolises. It disgusts her to see the lack of delicate treatment of beautiful life- don't dare tell her of any recent abuse or abandonment cases, whether it be animal or human. She'll explode in an emotionally unstable rant that has the potential to last for daus.
She absolutely despises fog that's heavy enough to dull the wind to the point of childish tantrums.
Full out tantrums.
Empty pens.
Quirks: If you see her, she'll have a pen with her. Somewhere.
If she's without her pen... uhhhh... something's dangerously amiss.
Like, a natural disaster is about to destroy us all, kind of amiss.
Wherever she is, she has to have a window open.
She'll go to any length to have that window open.
Click to expand...
(Woah. You made a biography... :lol:

Also, I just realized how short Crow is...)
 

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