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Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Nov 10, 2007 9:54:11 GMT -5
Lala Age: Unknown Gender: Female Race: Manmade doll Appearance: fc04.deviantart.com/fs16/f/2007/214/e/0/__Sing_for_me__ghost____by_crash_freefall.jpgInfo: Since the pic is blavck ad white, I'll fill in the colors. Her hair is golden blond. Her skin is off white. Dress is long and black. Eyes are a light blue. Even though it doesn't show it in this one, her fingers have lines on them, then her wrist, elbow, sholder, legs, knees, feet, so on. Even her mouth as lines. She looks like an actually human sized puppet doll thing. Profile: Lala was made for the entertainment of people. She could sing and dance. But as the years past and a war interfeared, the village was gone. She was the only doll left. The only thing. Nobody was there to listen to her songs. Lala was the only doll that moved. She calls people "Sir human" or "Madam Human" She has yet to use full speech. She still stays in that same spot, singing a lullaby to the moon, as she awaits for someone to come to listen to her song. (Note: Depending on the roleplay, she will appear in this village. No where else.) Personality: Calm, collected, and kind. She is gentle, and never sad or lonely. She doesn't seem to have emotion in her voice, though.
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Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Nov 10, 2007 9:54:39 GMT -5
(sorry for the largeness of the picture, but I couldn't find a better one.
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Post by Aerith Gainsborough on Jun 6, 2008 20:37:38 GMT -5
Name: RuuZura Age: Looks 14, but really 25 Race: Undead Personality: Without her sister, she is very shy and doesn't like to talk. She has a secret nick for cooking, and enjoys seeing people eat her treats. Yet somtimes, if she doesn't like the person she will be serving, she sneaks tastless poison into the food, and it will begin to effect the eater within 15 minutes of leaving her little home cafe. History: RuuZura was very Outgoing and could go for hours upon hours with talking until she was poisioned by her father. She was put to death after her skin turned white and parts peeled off, and her eyes turned white. She never made it to heaven, and her soul wandered until an old sorceress came and revived her, fixing her up to make her looks almost normal. The woman had done the same with her sister, CheriChur. They are not sisters by blood, just by looks and personality. Name: CheriChur Age: Looks 15, but is really 26 Race: Undead Personality: CheriChur was always the one to be happy-go-lucky no matter what, because she hated to see people sad or lonley. She has mild mood swings occasionally, but they come and go pretty quickly. History: CheriChur, as a child, loved Cherries. Her first word was cherry, and thus she was named CheriChur. She loved a swing in her backyard, and would often swing on it whiule eating cherries, then swing really high and spit the pits out and mark how far they went. One day, it backfired. She choked to death on one of the cherries and 3 of the pits from other cherries, and was found hanging loosly off the swing with cherry juice dripping out of her mouth. After being revived and meeting RuuZura, She considered them to be sisters, and helped out with the little roadside cafe that they had made. Both: Both have trained themselves and have been taught to use shadow and copycat magic. They can turn into shadows themselves in any shape or form of shade or darkness, and becomes somones or somthings shadow. They can speak to the dead, the sick, spirits, and shadows, but are much to young to make them appear before them. Copycat magic was somthing they had created themselves using elements of their own and shadow magic. They befome somone's reflection in anything that shows a mirror image, or become a replica of somone or somthing else. They can also copy every-single move somone makes and is going to make. Before they had left the residence in which they lived in for a while with the old lady that revived them, she gave them a special rose. She called it Elruna's rose, a rose filled with extreme dark, shadow, and spiritual power and to only use it in dire need, and to never use it as a source of power. It confused them, but they took it with them. They look like this. RuuZura is the one with the apron, but just imagine she has white skin and eyes, and patches of discolored felt sewn to her skin. One is on her right eye
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