Apokalipse

Sweet Dreams (Surreal Fantasy)

OOH, accepted.

Hogwarts: Before or After

Lol, we all like animals. How weird.

The Shadows of Aeios

Writing up a post right now~!

Sweet Dreams (Surreal Fantasy)

Forsythe said
I'll try this one :) It's my first time attempting advanced, so extra scrutiny is welcome ;PName: Alexandra BrownNickname: SashaNationality: BritishAge: 15Gender: Female (Duh...)Sexuality: BiDescription of Appearance:Sasha stands 155 cm tall and weighs around 55 kilos. Her build seems skinny, but she is stronger than she appears due to regular exercise. She keeps her hair in line with a headband. You won't ever find her wearing make up. Style:Sasha is blind since birth. She doesn't have a clue how her clothes look like save for what she can get by the sense of touch. As such, she doesn't particularly care what she is wearing as long as it's something and comfortable. Despite all that though, she comes from military family, thus a lot of her wear is green or camo themed. She feels best in cargo pants and a sweater. If the occasion calls for it, she would wear formal clothes, but feels extremely uncomfortable in them, save with short sleeves and skirts. Omnipresent is the white stick, and she also doesn't take her shades off, as her empty, displaced gaze tends to freak people out. Likes:With her handicap, it is only natural she likes things that engage her other senses. As such, food is her all time favorite. She enjoys both cooking and eating due to the work it gives her hands and the variety of smells and tastes. Eating as much as she does has a negative effect on a person's weight though, so she also exercises a lot, both out of necessity and to relax.Dislikes:Alexandra hates any mentions of her condition. As she was born this way, she doesn't understand the concept of sight at all. The only meaning the word color has to her is the wavelength of the EM spectrum as she learned in school. Maybe her biggest weakness though is her motion sickness.Personality:Alexandra's world is composed of what she can hear, smell, taste and most of all feel the shape of with her touch. She doesn't understand the concept of color aside from what she was taught in physics class about it's wavelengths. Due to her handicap she doesn't make friends everywhere, but on the other hand those who have doubts about their appearance approach her quite regularly. Sasha doesn't enjoy reality, often running from it into fantasies.Fears:Unknown places and enclsoed spaces can scare the soul out of her, as she is quite unable to navigate in them. Without the ability to see something approaching, she is easily startled too, for example by unexpected sounds or touches. History:Born in Scotland to a military family, Sasha had genetic damage to her optical nerves, never able to see. That fact made it easier for herself and her family to adapt, as the girl never knew life with eyesight. Her father's money could buy the specialized education she needed, but when talking with other kids in the neighborhood, she always had the feeling she was missing out on life. She started withdrawing from people and staying alone in her quiet, dark room, with only a handful of real friends visiting her every so often. She tried to volunteer for some experiments that could give her sight, but the nature of her disability ruled that out forever once identified.With her change in attitude, her family decided that perhaps a more lively and accepting place would suit her better and allow her to return to life without prejudice. The family moved form the smaller town into a bigger city, and after some adjusting, Sasha got used to it. She no longer attended a special school, only specialized courses, and after the initial ruckus around the "new transfer student" was over, more people actually started talking with her causally.Recently she got bold and decided to try sports. Since there are only few that don't necessarily rely on eyes and with her good physical condition, she took up martial arts, namely wushu. Unfortunately during one of her training sessions, she fell into coma, and didn't wake up yet...Other:- She likes to keep her mouth and hands busy, making her look like someone who quit smoking. She keeps a jar of bubble gum on her at all times, and knows quite a lot of origami.

Accepted. I'll edit the OOC in a minute :3

Stalwart University

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The Shadows of Aeios

Elora Nicholi (and Edna Nicholi)
The Streets of Deliar

The drink was sat in front of her and small, circular metallic coins were taken from her red bursa, a receptacle for her coin, to pay for the liquidized heaven. It clanked across the counter and rang in her ears like the melody of a siren. She knew it was only so much time ‘till her red-faced mother dragged her out by her ruddy braid. Elora was determined to drink as much as she could till then, and enjoy the amorous man’s company as well.

“By Rina’s hair, are you perhaps enjoying my company a bit too much?” Elora cooed, sipping her ale as she glanced at him demurely.

Entertaining such men as never been a forte she possessed, or anything she generally did given the lack of desirability they held for her, but her nineteenth birthday was upon her and she wished to get the insurgence from her bones before then. As on her nineteenth birthday, her parents were preparing for a chat, an imperative chat that involved Elora taking accountability and co-owning the tailoring shop alongside Breena. The barely woman was not quite sure if she was prepared for such an endeavor as she still had things to ponder, such as the prospect of opening a patisserie even if it was to go against her cherished parents’ wishes.

Her time was not to last as just that moment the bustling Edna arrived, faced as ruddy as Elora’s dress and her fat, sliced fingers pointed accusingly at her daughter. She stormed across The Boot Buckle, her hand grasping the collar of Elora’s dress and tugging her away from the delicious freedom and back to work. Without a word, which meant the fifty year old woman was truly livid, Edna dragged Elora through snow and water with only small grunts and huffs to explain the coarseness in which she handled her.

“Ma, I was only gone for a minute or two, no need to get your thimble dented for Carios’ sake!” She whined, only half there as the other half of her was staring at a display of golden necklaces that had caught her acquisitive eye.

“Elora, I have almost had it with this behavior of yours.” Edna had officially begun the lecture and Elora groaned in despair. “What has gotten into you? Abandoning your work, philandering your time away – is this what Breena Tinath will have to deal with when the time comes? I pray for her soul, then.”

The Chocobo forest

Fox of Spades said
Apokalipse, you have good taste :DChocobo meat is the tastiest meat, kukuku.

IKR, the taste of misery and tears is the best taste ever.

The Redthorn Academy for Unique Peoples.

BuriedComic7 said
LETS DO THIS!

Omg, that gif, I can't X'D

A World of Progresssive Magic: An Arcane 2100s

IDFJAOISDJFKSAD TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THAT DKFAJSKDFJALKSDFJ

The Path Ahead

Wtf are you guys on and can I have some?