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Foolish..foolish Irish tree...I have defeated you.
Sowwy..I got it before you posted it..XD...it took my 2 hours to find a picture. o-o
FEAR MEH BEETCH
Alright! Fixed mah post.
Mari Vinter
Wore something 'agile' in her view. The outfit itself allowed her to be agile and a tad bit more flexible and as well..it let her mix in the dark when this 'expedition' group fights off these monsters. She turned, grabbing a few books and stuffing them into her bag, bandages, just in case we run out of medical supplies. She turns around, looking towards her father as he looks upon her with a worried face, " Are you sure about this Mari? " he said in Danish. Mari simply, smirked then nodded, grabbing her fathers knife from the desk. " Don't worry dad! I'll be home soon, before you know it! " she says in Danish with a happy look on her face, though inside she feels like breaking. She takes days to drive off to Leikanger. A long drive but she did stop at a few 'protected' spots around in the unknown world she had discovered during her past expeditions. Once she arrived at Leikangers docks she sailed off. Taking a few days to get to Bornholm..
She arrived at bornholm. Its was currently night and everyone seemed to be sleeping at the moment. She liked the soft sea breezes as she walked through the arrays of bussinesses and houses that settled upon Bornholm. The city was larger than her home, Daslnes. Amazed she quickly skimmed towards the nearest inn. There was a few people near her, though they were most likely the homeless. She entered the inn, paying, and thus she went to her room and quickly went off to sleep.
It was day, wearing a coat, a white tanktop, a skirt, and these knee high boots. Looking around Bornholm to find this woman known as 'Hedvig' and as she waited for her to call out her name...she looked around, curiously, these wooden houses were overrated, ugly, though they had a slight 'modern' touch to them, some may look like wood..but for sure it was just some kind of other material. Glass, very 'few' electricity. The people here seemed merry and cheery, children roaming around the town itself, merchants selling there items to many merchants. She shrugged, putting her long brown hair into a ponytail. She waited a bit longer, lost and slightly confused in the crowds of Bornholm.
Wore something 'agile' in her view. The outfit itself allowed her to be agile and a tad bit more flexible and as well..it let her mix in the dark when this 'expedition' group fights off these monsters. She turned, grabbing a few books and stuffing them into her bag, bandages, just in case we run out of medical supplies. She turns around, looking towards her father as he looks upon her with a worried face, " Are you sure about this Mari? " he said in Danish. Mari simply, smirked then nodded, grabbing her fathers knife from the desk. " Don't worry dad! I'll be home soon, before you know it! " she says in Danish with a happy look on her face, though inside she feels like breaking. She takes days to drive off to Leikanger. A long drive but she did stop at a few 'protected' spots around in the unknown world she had discovered during her past expeditions. Once she arrived at Leikangers docks she sailed off. Taking a few days to get to Bornholm..
She arrived at bornholm. Its was currently night and everyone seemed to be sleeping at the moment. She liked the soft sea breezes as she walked through the arrays of bussinesses and houses that settled upon Bornholm. The city was larger than her home, Daslnes. Amazed she quickly skimmed towards the nearest inn. There was a few people near her, though they were most likely the homeless. She entered the inn, paying, and thus she went to her room and quickly went off to sleep.
It was day, wearing a coat, a white tanktop, a skirt, and these knee high boots. Looking around Bornholm to find this woman known as 'Hedvig' and as she waited for her to call out her name...she looked around, curiously, these wooden houses were overrated, ugly, though they had a slight 'modern' touch to them, some may look like wood..but for sure it was just some kind of other material. Glass, very 'few' electricity. The people here seemed merry and cheery, children roaming around the town itself, merchants selling there items to many merchants. She shrugged, putting her long brown hair into a ponytail. She waited a bit longer, lost and slightly confused in the crowds of Bornholm.
I SAID FUCKING WAKE UP!!!
@The Irish Tree
@The Irish Tree
Len, mind describing the towns interior and exterior? and also the season..XD
Name
Iayumi Taryu
Age
???
Gender
Female
Appearance
Personality
" I..am one who doesn't care for those. I am a person that cares for the loved and hates the unloved. Many describe me as a cruel person, though I am only doing what I am told. They don't know who I am 'inside'. I don't care what happens to me nor the others I just want to do what I want. I may not care for you but...atleast I am 'human', supposedly. They say I am a monster. They say I'm the devil, though I don't care. I, myself is very happy, inside..thats the only place were I cannot be judged. I am the meaning of being judged...I am the meaning of being hated. I cannot show my trueself to others..."
Fear
" Fear itself. "
Ability
"Emotion itself. Creating many different shapes and forms from my and others feelings. Precious..isn't it? They fear my power..they say I'm a monster..but I simply toy with them. Creating forms of happiness..and mixing it with anger. I can create objects, weapons, and maybe semi-living beings, though I must not do that. It destroys..me..at a point. Sometimes, emotion over drives me and takes over as a humanoid being, terrible feeling. Emotions are hard to control as if it has its own minds its...not so easy to control it. "
Short History
WIP
Other: (Non-mandatory)
Iayumi Taryu
Age
???
Gender
Female
Appearance
Personality
" I..am one who doesn't care for those. I am a person that cares for the loved and hates the unloved. Many describe me as a cruel person, though I am only doing what I am told. They don't know who I am 'inside'. I don't care what happens to me nor the others I just want to do what I want. I may not care for you but...atleast I am 'human', supposedly. They say I am a monster. They say I'm the devil, though I don't care. I, myself is very happy, inside..thats the only place were I cannot be judged. I am the meaning of being judged...I am the meaning of being hated. I cannot show my trueself to others..."
Fear
" Fear itself. "
Ability
"Emotion itself. Creating many different shapes and forms from my and others feelings. Precious..isn't it? They fear my power..they say I'm a monster..but I simply toy with them. Creating forms of happiness..and mixing it with anger. I can create objects, weapons, and maybe semi-living beings, though I must not do that. It destroys..me..at a point. Sometimes, emotion over drives me and takes over as a humanoid being, terrible feeling. Emotions are hard to control as if it has its own minds its...not so easy to control it. "
Short History
WIP
Other: (Non-mandatory)
I am in the central city. I might of slightly described it wrong, though. XD
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