Post by Tei---;; on May 24, 2008 19:33:38 GMT -5
Hello there, everyone. You can call me Izzie, Entei, Tei, Tei-Chan, Rah, Kami, Mitten, or pretty much anything else you can think of. I'm the owner of the Varwen Region, a new affiliate of Erymire.
I'm thirteen years old as of March 7th, but please don't make an impression of my roleplaying based on my age. I've been roleplaying for going on four years now, and my expertise is most profound in the areas of Pokemon, Lycanthropes (werewolves, in the common man's term), and certain genres of fantasy.
Some of my interests include horseback riding, writing (both prose and verse), and pencilled artwork. I also enjoy playing my Playstation 2, and some of my favorite games are Okami, Digimon Data Squad, Sims 2: Castaway, and the Guitar Hero series.
Not that it's needed, but below is a sample of my roleplaying, a forest introduction for my three Pokemorph sisters.
I'm thirteen years old as of March 7th, but please don't make an impression of my roleplaying based on my age. I've been roleplaying for going on four years now, and my expertise is most profound in the areas of Pokemon, Lycanthropes (werewolves, in the common man's term), and certain genres of fantasy.
Some of my interests include horseback riding, writing (both prose and verse), and pencilled artwork. I also enjoy playing my Playstation 2, and some of my favorite games are Okami, Digimon Data Squad, Sims 2: Castaway, and the Guitar Hero series.
Not that it's needed, but below is a sample of my roleplaying, a forest introduction for my three Pokemorph sisters.
A whispering rustle arose from the tree branches, and a girl slid off, to alight trippingly on the ground. She brushed her cream tinted tresses back out of her face, that had become knotted with foliage. She wore a intense red shirt, and a pair of red bell-bottomed pants. At the hem was an convolutedly patterned flame in shades of yellow and varied oranges.
Another girl perched blithely on one of the tree's roots, and gazed on as the older slipped from the tree. She half smiled, more for the misconstrued look of her hair than actually being jovial. She, too, wore idiosyncratic clothing; her outfit consisting of a red shirt like the older girl's, and a pair of red pants that were flowing and were drawn taut with a string around her mid-shin in sweatpants style. She shared the same cream-colored hair with the older girl, and it was plaited down her back in a braid.
She got up, holding the hand of a girl even smaller than herself. The third girl could be more than nine or ten years old, in comparison to the middle girl's fourteen, and the oldest girl's nineteen. She, like her older sisters, had cream colored hair, though hers was only shoulder length. She was dressed slightly differently than the other two, with a pale yellow tee shirt and a red sundress. The two younger girls seemed to look at the oldest, and the middle of the three spoke.
"So what did you see up there, Kegan?" she asked, her voice astonishingly light for her build. She was rather muscular for her small size, implying that she would have a rougher voice, but in fact was quite the contrary.
The oldest shrugged. "Just some pokemon. How's Kya doing?" she responded, her gaze flickering nervously to the youngest girl. It was evident now that she had some sort of ailment, for her face was flushed with color while the rest of her skin was abnormally pale.
The youngest girl swayed suddenly on her feet, her vision drifting.
"Kara..." she crooned feebly, and then fell. The middle girl, apparently called Kara, laid her gently on a bed of leaves, looking extremely disheveled. The older girl, too, seemed ill at ease, her gaze snapping from place to place if she saw even a leaf blowing in the breeze. Her worry was indeed only burgeoned by the fact that her sister's state was mounting.
“Can we move her, Kara?" she asked, bending over Kya in a comparable pose to Kara. She gazeded up long enough to see the girl nod slightly, and then looked back down to the weak figure of Kya.
Delicately, she scooped up the weak child in her arms. She seemed to carry her with ease, and the girl barely stirred in Kegan's oddly warm arms. But there was, of course, a reason for her increased body temperature, if one was intellectual enough to figure out the secret all three sisters held.
Another girl perched blithely on one of the tree's roots, and gazed on as the older slipped from the tree. She half smiled, more for the misconstrued look of her hair than actually being jovial. She, too, wore idiosyncratic clothing; her outfit consisting of a red shirt like the older girl's, and a pair of red pants that were flowing and were drawn taut with a string around her mid-shin in sweatpants style. She shared the same cream-colored hair with the older girl, and it was plaited down her back in a braid.
She got up, holding the hand of a girl even smaller than herself. The third girl could be more than nine or ten years old, in comparison to the middle girl's fourteen, and the oldest girl's nineteen. She, like her older sisters, had cream colored hair, though hers was only shoulder length. She was dressed slightly differently than the other two, with a pale yellow tee shirt and a red sundress. The two younger girls seemed to look at the oldest, and the middle of the three spoke.
"So what did you see up there, Kegan?" she asked, her voice astonishingly light for her build. She was rather muscular for her small size, implying that she would have a rougher voice, but in fact was quite the contrary.
The oldest shrugged. "Just some pokemon. How's Kya doing?" she responded, her gaze flickering nervously to the youngest girl. It was evident now that she had some sort of ailment, for her face was flushed with color while the rest of her skin was abnormally pale.
The youngest girl swayed suddenly on her feet, her vision drifting.
"Kara..." she crooned feebly, and then fell. The middle girl, apparently called Kara, laid her gently on a bed of leaves, looking extremely disheveled. The older girl, too, seemed ill at ease, her gaze snapping from place to place if she saw even a leaf blowing in the breeze. Her worry was indeed only burgeoned by the fact that her sister's state was mounting.
“Can we move her, Kara?" she asked, bending over Kya in a comparable pose to Kara. She gazeded up long enough to see the girl nod slightly, and then looked back down to the weak figure of Kya.
Delicately, she scooped up the weak child in her arms. She seemed to carry her with ease, and the girl barely stirred in Kegan's oddly warm arms. But there was, of course, a reason for her increased body temperature, if one was intellectual enough to figure out the secret all three sisters held.
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