|
|
Post by RHEA MANGOLI on Nov 6, 2012 20:19:05 GMT -5
RHEA MANGOLI HUMAN • FEMALE • 13 YEARS • TEAM ONE • PANSEXUAL • TWINALBATROSS we've got something, here the future is clear we exist without fear i think we're best described as a pyrocumulus i know there's a fire deep inside of us ★ APPEARANCE: You're a pretty frail and pale girl. You don't work out a lot, so you are pretty much skin and bones. Because of your little activity, you hardly eat a lot, making you a twig. You have yet to develop anything, despite being fourteen, and you just wish you could hit a growth spurt. You're pretty short, too, only about 5'2. Everyone else is so much taller than you, and it irritates you that everyone sees you as a little kid. You hate being mistaken for a ten-year-old kid. Your hair is a dark brown, long and a tad bit curly. You also have painful braces over your teeth that you absolutely despise.
★ COMMON WEAR: You prefer to wear rather plain clothes, usually just a T-Shirt and frilly skirt. Your favorite T-Shirt has a Pokéball on it, because you are IN LOVE with the games! You love to express yourself through your clothing, sometimes just wearing a plain outfit, but with hidden little trinkets and such. For example, you usually wear a small Pokémon clip connected to your skirt's belt, which hardly anyone notices. Yes, you wear glasses, but you usually put in contacts. In fact, those contacts are colored. While your real eye color is an extremely weird pink (which your doctor told you was some kind of disorder.. some gene called OCA2 or something), you wear green colored contacts to hide that fact.
You also own a few Pokémon costumes, one of which being a Zorua costume, but you'd NEVER tell anyone that....
★ OTHER FEATURES: Other than your abnormally colored eyes, nope. ★ POSITIVE: ★ NEGATIVE: ★ LIKES: ★ DISLIKES: ★ HABIT: - BITING FINGERNAILS- A terrible habit that you've been trying to get out of.
- TALKING ABOUT POKÉMON- Mainly to people who don't care for it, or don't really mind it.
★ FEAR: - BEING ALL ALONE- You have to have someone by your side. Like, at all times. Failure to do so could result in you going insane.
- CANCELLATION OF POKÉMON- Oh my god, the world would just end if this were to happen.
★ STRIFE SPECIBUS: You decided to go with the POKÉBALLKIND. Basically, you collect these small trinket trademark Pokéballs (which of course, have no real Pokémon), but when used in a strife, will send out a Pokémon! They're REAL! Sadly, it is only one, since you can only have one ball at a time, but you could always replace the ball if you wanted. Everything almost seems to enter a weird turn-based way of fighting.... The one you currently use is ZORUAKIND.
You can upgrade your Strife Specibus to allow you to carry more than one Kind, up to six slots, although you can't figure out how to do it.
★ FETCH MODUS: You use... yeah, you guessed it: POKÉBALL MODUS. You have six red and white cards, and each hold an item. You have a certain percent chance of actually captchalouging the item, however, and this can vary between objects. When you click the button in the center, they pop out! However, you have to give each one a nickname, and you must remember the nickname and say it out loud in order for the item to come out. If you forget the nickname, or mix up the order of the cards, then the item is trapped in there forever! It will automatically eject itself after it spends a certain amount of time in there, which can vary depending on the perishability of the item. The timer is different for each item. After it ejects, though, the card is free again, and it is automatically put in the right slot.
You can also upgrade your Fetch Modus, although you have yet to figure out how to do so. The tiers go up from POKÉBALL to GREATBALL to ULTRABALL and then, finally, to MASTERBALL. Each new tier acquired increases the chances of a successful captchalogue, and the MASTERBALL MODUS allows you to successfully captchalgoue something one hundred percent of the time.
★ GUARDIAN / ANCESTOR: He's technically not your "guardian," but he IS the one that takes care of you, and that counts, right? After all, your foster dad is hardly ever around. Your younger TWIN BROTHER (by five minutes) is the one who takes care of you. Ever since your parents died, your father in the military, and your mother from suicide, he has been looking out for you. The two of you don't always see eye-to-eye, but you DO love him... sort of. He's a bit of a jerk to you sometimes, but who knows what that doofus feels on the inside?
★ HISTORY: you're an awesome typer! you love to put loooots and loooots of emoticons in your pesters as well :D but you hardly put any periods at the end of sentences you normally just use exclamation marks and question marks for stuff c: your favorite emoticons are: c: <3 :D x3 and :3 as well as D: :c :/ and Dx
You were born five minutes ahead of your brother, and the four of you were a very happy family. You all had an awesome time and such, going fishing, taking tons of vacations, and living the stereotypical family life. You loved your life, and you wish you could have it all back right about now.
Your father was a military-guy, and always has been. Your twin brother always wanted to follow in his footsteps, even today. But, after your father died in the war, your mother suicided in grief, somehow forgetting about her two kids she'd leave behind. It doesn't faze you all that much to talk about it now, though, since you've practically forgotten it with your silliness. Maybe that's the reason you act this way, and why your brother seems to be irritated by just your presence?
You and your brother live in a small town near San Diego, California. Ever since your parents died, you've been living with a foster dad, although he's hardly ever there. You never really saw him as your "caretaker," since it's your brother that has been there for you the whole time. Especially since the two of you aren't related in any way. The two of you don't go to school, since the only school even remotely nearby is about twenty miles off. The two of you usually spend your time using the internet as resources for lessons. Mainly lessons that have long since been discarded by teachers from actual schools. The two of you tend to quiz each other on what you learned, although your twin brother has been better than you at just about everything. THIS CHARACTER HAS BEEN CREATED BY SUN. TEMPLATE CREATED BY chariza of ote
|
|
|
|
Post by sandy on Nov 28, 2012 14:00:41 GMT -5
WITCH OF TIME PROSPIT DREAMER RHEA MANGOLII believe I can see your planet now. Yes. You are in the
LAND OF SMOKE AND TRANSIT. Once you step outside your home, you'll notice the air has become much thicker than normal, blackened to the point of visibility, and that soot gently rains from the sky. The ground will be barren, the landscape only populated by gigantic, wrecked TRAINS. Best make your way inside quickly, as standing out in the ashen air for too long will have serious aftereffects on your body. You will continue to move from train to train until you see a CITY OF WRECKED TRAINS, thickly populated by your consorts, BLACK SNAKES. They will tell you of how the land came to be so polluted, about how it was once a lush paradise until HEPHAESTUS began to go insane. Every day he would work, and the fumes of his forge began to billow over the land, killing off what life didn't take shelter. The land became too black to navigate, so they are forever forced to live inside the bodies of wrecked trains...unless you choose to help them. You could navigate the smog to HEPHAESTUS' lair, find out what has driven him crazy or kill him, anything to stop the smoke and release your consorts from their hell. But the path to your Denizen will not be an easy one: Hephaestus has set up many defenses in his paranoia. What they are, your Consorts do not know. It's up to you to find out.
But that will all come in time, Witch. For now, you're going back. You'll know nothing of your quest, of your land, of your very title. You'll be an average 13 year old girl. But not for much longer.
WELCOME TO THE SBURB BETA! [/center]
|
|
i think we're best described as a pyrocumulus i know there's a fire deep inside of usPHYSIQUE★ APPEARANCE: You're a pretty frail and pale girl. You don't work out a lot, so you are pretty much skin and bones. Because of your little activity, you hardly eat a lot, making you a twig. You have yet to develop anything, despite being fourteen, and you just wish you could hit a growth spurt. You're pretty short, too, only about 5'2. Everyone else is so much taller than you, and it irritates you that everyone sees you as a little kid. You hate being mistaken for a ten-year-old kid. Your hair is a dark brown, long and a tad bit curly. You also have painful braces over your teeth that you absolutely despise.
