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Sorry I'm so late D: My social life decided to flourish while I wasn't looking and suddenly I had no spare time to write!! >.<
Even though she hadn’t been trying, Cecelia found herself back at the front of the group when the paths forked and she made sure to take a picture of each split, thinking to look over them later and start mentally mapping out the forest so she wouldn’t get lost if she ever came back through it.
Being used to traveling around so much, the distance was nothing to her and when they arrived in a clearing she actually felt a little disappointed that that was all. Cecelia quickly found herself staring at the little houses. She was glad they didn’t look like the small little cottages she thought they might be, and happier still that they looked quant and cozy and very comfortable to rest in after a long day’s work.
Smiling at the adorable stutter the ranger who was telling them instructions had, Cecelia immediately decided that out of all the other rangers that had shown them here, this one was her new favourite. Looking at the girl who just snatched her favourite ranger’s cue card away, Cecelia’s eyes grew wide. Surely she wasn’t this lucky! Taking a picture of her, Cecelia zoomed in and gasped to herself. There was no denying that the Viva LaBelle was a ranger. And not just any ranger, one assigned to helping them get settled! Cecelia was practically bouncing with excitement at the chance to meet her idol, and barely even noticed when her name was called.
Heading over to where she was supposed to, Cecelia looked back and forth between her two new teammates and smiled when the team leader introduced herself. Cecelia lifted up her camera and took a step back to get a picture but frowned when she realized the sun was in the wrong position.
“Hm… hold on a second.” She announced then rotated herself around Mai and made sure the sun was properly in place now. Taking the shot, Cecelia looked down at her camera and smiled, “Perfect!”
Realizing she still hadn’t introduced herself, she laughed and added in a sing-song voice, “I’m Cecelia. Feel free to just call me Cece though!”
Looking over at her other teammate, she quickly repositioned herself again and took a picture of him too. “Let’s all be great friends, yeah?”
Being used to traveling around so much, the distance was nothing to her and when they arrived in a clearing she actually felt a little disappointed that that was all. Cecelia quickly found herself staring at the little houses. She was glad they didn’t look like the small little cottages she thought they might be, and happier still that they looked quant and cozy and very comfortable to rest in after a long day’s work.
Smiling at the adorable stutter the ranger who was telling them instructions had, Cecelia immediately decided that out of all the other rangers that had shown them here, this one was her new favourite. Looking at the girl who just snatched her favourite ranger’s cue card away, Cecelia’s eyes grew wide. Surely she wasn’t this lucky! Taking a picture of her, Cecelia zoomed in and gasped to herself. There was no denying that the Viva LaBelle was a ranger. And not just any ranger, one assigned to helping them get settled! Cecelia was practically bouncing with excitement at the chance to meet her idol, and barely even noticed when her name was called.
Heading over to where she was supposed to, Cecelia looked back and forth between her two new teammates and smiled when the team leader introduced herself. Cecelia lifted up her camera and took a step back to get a picture but frowned when she realized the sun was in the wrong position.
“Hm… hold on a second.” She announced then rotated herself around Mai and made sure the sun was properly in place now. Taking the shot, Cecelia looked down at her camera and smiled, “Perfect!”
Realizing she still hadn’t introduced herself, she laughed and added in a sing-song voice, “I’m Cecelia. Feel free to just call me Cece though!”
Looking over at her other teammate, she quickly repositioned herself again and took a picture of him too. “Let’s all be great friends, yeah?”
I'm good with Luxray, they're adorable ^.^
I also don't really care which mission we take, they all sound fun! I can't think of any reason Cecelia wouldn't want to do any of them, though she'd probably want to do Moonlight Ritual the least, just because she'd see no gain in doing it and it would only serve to bother the Cleffas and Clefairies, but she's very compliable (as am I).
I also don't really care which mission we take, they all sound fun! I can't think of any reason Cecelia wouldn't want to do any of them, though she'd probably want to do Moonlight Ritual the least, just because she'd see no gain in doing it and it would only serve to bother the Cleffas and Clefairies, but she's very compliable (as am I).
Finally got a post done >.< Such a busy weekend!
And can I just say, Lady Termott, that "To Kill a Murkrow" made my day ^.^
And can I just say, Lady Termott, that "To Kill a Murkrow" made my day ^.^
Being a traveller of all terrains and growing up on the ocean, Cecelia had the sea legs of a sailor and being on a boat was like second nature to her by now. She was still in shock that she had actually been accepted into the PRA and found herself being unusually serene as she tried to come to terms with it all.
Having the opportunity to travel so far away and see such a beautiful place only came once in a lifetime, and Cecelia was determined not to let this one pass her by. She would make every moment of it count, document absolutely everything and live this experience out to the fullest.
She thought it was a shame that there was no signal on the boat which meant she couldn’t update her blog for the day, but that was fine by her. She still had her camera and was going to take as many pictures as she possibly could.
Starting with her room first, she set her pink and silver handheld camera on a table with a self-timer and made a cute pose. She had no doubt it would turn out great, after all her hair was perfectly combed into two pigtails and the sundress she was wearing was her cutest. She had adorable flats that matched her purse and of course a pair of stylish sunglasses.
Heading out to the deck she ended up taking seven more pictures, both of the ship’s design and people she passed. Once into the open air she fiddled with the settings and ran to the railing, turning her camera around and taking another picture with the vast ocean behind her. She was so going to use that as her new profile pic.
Cecelia spent the whole time running around the ship, taking shots of the Pokemon, people and scenery while mentally writing out all the blog entries she was going to make about this trip.
She noticed the land coming into view and hurried to get her things. By the time she had gotten back up to the deck a horn had blown but she hadn’t paid it any attention, she was much too busy zooming in with her camera and taking a look at the expanse of the Nature Preserve.
Cecelia didn’t stop taking pictures for a moment as she got off the boat, not even realizing there were no railings while she skipped onto land and tried (and failed) to hold in her laughter when four new people came into view and greeted them. She made sure to get as many pictures of the guy who looked like a Blaziken as she could and was determined to edit in an actual Blaziken later to compare the two.
While they were explaining things, Cecelia took a quick look and found that she could connect to the internet. Smiling to herself, she hastily typed out a new update:
Tuning back in to the orientation, she took the new gear and quickly put it away in her purse. She was one of the first to follow the rangers off to their new housing when she realized her flats were the worst possible footwear for this journey.
Stopping for a moment, Cecelia quickly thanked herself for always keeping extra clothes, shoes and accessories with her at all times and she quickly switched her flats out with boots.
Finding herself now behind all the others she would have ran to catch up, but there were so many things to take pictures of that she found herself sticking to the back of the group for once and leisurely took her time capturing every scene of beauty she could find.
Having the opportunity to travel so far away and see such a beautiful place only came once in a lifetime, and Cecelia was determined not to let this one pass her by. She would make every moment of it count, document absolutely everything and live this experience out to the fullest.
She thought it was a shame that there was no signal on the boat which meant she couldn’t update her blog for the day, but that was fine by her. She still had her camera and was going to take as many pictures as she possibly could.
Starting with her room first, she set her pink and silver handheld camera on a table with a self-timer and made a cute pose. She had no doubt it would turn out great, after all her hair was perfectly combed into two pigtails and the sundress she was wearing was her cutest. She had adorable flats that matched her purse and of course a pair of stylish sunglasses.
Heading out to the deck she ended up taking seven more pictures, both of the ship’s design and people she passed. Once into the open air she fiddled with the settings and ran to the railing, turning her camera around and taking another picture with the vast ocean behind her. She was so going to use that as her new profile pic.
Cecelia spent the whole time running around the ship, taking shots of the Pokemon, people and scenery while mentally writing out all the blog entries she was going to make about this trip.
She noticed the land coming into view and hurried to get her things. By the time she had gotten back up to the deck a horn had blown but she hadn’t paid it any attention, she was much too busy zooming in with her camera and taking a look at the expanse of the Nature Preserve.
Cecelia didn’t stop taking pictures for a moment as she got off the boat, not even realizing there were no railings while she skipped onto land and tried (and failed) to hold in her laughter when four new people came into view and greeted them. She made sure to get as many pictures of the guy who looked like a Blaziken as she could and was determined to edit in an actual Blaziken later to compare the two.
While they were explaining things, Cecelia took a quick look and found that she could connect to the internet. Smiling to herself, she hastily typed out a new update:
Tuning back in to the orientation, she took the new gear and quickly put it away in her purse. She was one of the first to follow the rangers off to their new housing when she realized her flats were the worst possible footwear for this journey.
Stopping for a moment, Cecelia quickly thanked herself for always keeping extra clothes, shoes and accessories with her at all times and she quickly switched her flats out with boots.
Finding herself now behind all the others she would have ran to catch up, but there were so many things to take pictures of that she found herself sticking to the back of the group for once and leisurely took her time capturing every scene of beauty she could find.
It would be easier for interactions, but I doubt it'll be easy to all agree on one house. If our characters happen to be in the same house, then so be it, but I don't think we should specifically choose a house for us all to be restricted to.
As for plot, are we going to do something with action and fighting, or more drama orientated?
As for plot, are we going to do something with action and fighting, or more drama orientated?
Name: Caredian
Age: ??? (assumed around 200,000)
Race: ??? (assumed to be a sort of demon)
Appearance:
Form 1 is what Caredian considers its default form. It feels most comfortable in this form, and will sometimes change back to it for no reason.
Form 2 is what Caredian is typically using, finding the human male an easy form to get things done in; it finds human females are often not taken as seriously as human males.
Form 3 is what Caredian will use if the situation requires it. It finds human females to be too soft and dislikes how uncomfortable most female clothing is. However, it has noticed that the human female body can be used as a good distraction, mainly against males.
((other forms will be added later))
Job: Caredian is researching how creatures interact with one another; its main focus is on humans.
Skills & Abilities: Caredian is a shapeshifter and as long as it can imagine the form, the shift will be successful. This does require a bit of concentration and can be interrupted or forced to end (go back to default form). Caredian is not a fighter, and will never enter a battle. Instead, it prefers to talk its way out of situations and has a silver tongue and quick wit. If talking fails, it will shift into something flying – often small, like an insect – and take to the sky, retreating to safety.
Description: Caredian does not remember anything past three hundred sixty-four years ago when it suddenly awoke in Burbof. It has travelled little in the time it can remember and prefers to stick near Burbof. It thinks that the key to unlocking its past might be somewhere in that town, or at least the answer to why he suddenly became conscious on that day. However, with the news of a potential war, Caredian has decided that if anything can stop the fighting from occurring, it will help to the best of its abilities.
Caredian is unemotional. It has finally come to understand the concept of emotions, however actually feeling them itself is beyond it right now. The most it has accomplished is getting stressed, which happened a few months ago when it was trying to feel happiness and was failing. Being stressed, Caredian has found out, reverts it back to its default form. This has made it wonder if perhaps it can only feel emotion when it is not using any concentration to keep up a different form.
Age: ??? (assumed around 200,000)
Race: ??? (assumed to be a sort of demon)
Appearance:
Form 1 is what Caredian considers its default form. It feels most comfortable in this form, and will sometimes change back to it for no reason.
Form 2 is what Caredian is typically using, finding the human male an easy form to get things done in; it finds human females are often not taken as seriously as human males.
Form 3 is what Caredian will use if the situation requires it. It finds human females to be too soft and dislikes how uncomfortable most female clothing is. However, it has noticed that the human female body can be used as a good distraction, mainly against males.
((other forms will be added later))
Job: Caredian is researching how creatures interact with one another; its main focus is on humans.
Skills & Abilities: Caredian is a shapeshifter and as long as it can imagine the form, the shift will be successful. This does require a bit of concentration and can be interrupted or forced to end (go back to default form). Caredian is not a fighter, and will never enter a battle. Instead, it prefers to talk its way out of situations and has a silver tongue and quick wit. If talking fails, it will shift into something flying – often small, like an insect – and take to the sky, retreating to safety.
Description: Caredian does not remember anything past three hundred sixty-four years ago when it suddenly awoke in Burbof. It has travelled little in the time it can remember and prefers to stick near Burbof. It thinks that the key to unlocking its past might be somewhere in that town, or at least the answer to why he suddenly became conscious on that day. However, with the news of a potential war, Caredian has decided that if anything can stop the fighting from occurring, it will help to the best of its abilities.
Caredian is unemotional. It has finally come to understand the concept of emotions, however actually feeling them itself is beyond it right now. The most it has accomplished is getting stressed, which happened a few months ago when it was trying to feel happiness and was failing. Being stressed, Caredian has found out, reverts it back to its default form. This has made it wonder if perhaps it can only feel emotion when it is not using any concentration to keep up a different form.
6th year is best year ^.^ I'd love to be the DADA teacher!
I would like to join in on the princess-napping too!
Seems like I'm the first to finish mine! It's not the most accurate in terms of grammar, but that's because she wouldn't answer something in proper grammar, and since it's in first person, I felt like it should be a bit more informal like she is. If you want me to rewrite it, I can.
I'm in the process of making her blog, and will most likely update it along with the RP (though probably all of her blog posts will be in the IC posts anyway).
I'm in the process of making her blog, and will most likely update it along with the RP (though probably all of her blog posts will be in the IC posts anyway).
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