whew~ first post done. Lemem know if anyone sees anything i need to change!!
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After Poppy's personal space had been severely violated by being smothered in a herd of fucking asshat teenagers she was ready to kick all their asses. She grabbed one of them by the collar, arm rearing back to give them a nice helping of fist-to-face, then suddenly the sky split open, shitting out this gangly ass demon looking thing. Distracted she dropped her fellow chosen-one and moved towards the demon that sounded like jeeves.“Sorry about that, but it’s been far too long since I could do a dynamic entrance like that,” She clapped her hands together, she could appreciate a dramatic entrance! The thing kept speaking but she zoned out, she reached up the edge of her short shorts and tugged at her panties that had tried to migrate to her cervix's during the rough and tumble of the fall. Looking around she took in her surroundings. Were they on a god damned magic carpet? "You have got to be fucking kidding me," She muttered to herself. She was sure that she wasn't the only one to start humming "a whole new world" from Aladen and his Arabian bitches magic moonlight hook up. Her attention got quipped when the demon stopped speaking and a bleached ass hat strutted like a peacock up to the demon and asked it to pick a fucking card. "You have got to be fucking kidding me." she muttered once more. She hoped the demon ate him. She was almost relieved when she saw a girl throw a blade at that pompous assholes hand, piercing a card. She snickered behind her hand.
Moving closer she nearly tripped on this black haired boy that was just chilling out, arguing with himself. "Ooookay." she kept moving until this Golden brite-lite stepped up introducing himslef like he was the damned prince of england. She raised her eyebrow as another english sounding punk answered. Roger huh? didnt sound english.. Deciding to introduced herself she planted herself in front of Sir Twat Waffle. Grabbing his wrist she raised it so she could fist bump him. "What the fuck is up!? My name is Boss Ass Bitch and you may address me as so!!!" She bared her teeth in a make shift grin.
Moving closer she nearly tripped on this black haired boy that was just chilling out, arguing with himself. "Ooookay." she kept moving until this Golden brite-lite stepped up introducing himslef like he was the damned prince of england. She raised her eyebrow as another english sounding punk answered. Roger huh? didnt sound english.. Deciding to introduced herself she planted herself in front of Sir Twat Waffle. Grabbing his wrist she raised it so she could fist bump him. "What the fuck is up!? My name is Boss Ass Bitch and you may address me as so!!!" She bared her teeth in a make shift grin.
Ill post when I catch up~ (and when my brain wakes up)
the bio better now boss man?
the bio better now boss man?
Appearance Image:
Quote: "You need to Pop, Lock, and Drop that Attitude."
Name:Poppy
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Poppy is only 5'0" she is small and curvy most people classify her as petite.
Personality: Doesn't take anything seriously and is very sarcastic. She has a bad attitude and a cute complex a mile wide, you make any cute-sy comments and she will cut you. Seriously. Also, she has a rose tattoo that vines across her back.
Bio: Poppys mother died when she was a toddler leaving her alone with her father. Her father was a particular kind of man, whose small brain was much slower than his quick temper. He never wanted children anyway so he didn't treat his daughter as his child. She became his new punching bag and maid.The pain used to cripple Poppy, make her sob and cry but she could see the sick pleasure her father got when she begged. So the pain? She learned to like it. Laughing at his attempts to hurt her. It was her turn to get a sick pleasure out of the beatings. As her pain tolerance rose, so did the quickness of her tongue. Thank the gods she got her mother's wit! Life was tolerable for Poppy in her father's house until his drunken rage took a perverse turn. Determined to hurt her in new ways Poppys father attempted to use her in a way that no father should ever use his daughter. And he got his nuts kicked into his spleen for his trouble. Poppy went out on her own, became a street runner, running random jobs for anyone who would give her hard cash. She kept her nose clean from the drugs and her talent for brawling kept her out of the whore house and off her back. She was saving her cash to start a new life in a new town, little good that money, which was hidden behind a brick in her alley, was doing her now.
Death Scenario: She picked a fight with an entire bar full of people, they didn't think she was quiet as funny as she thought she was. Her tongue cost her to be pumped full of so much metal she rattled like a half full piggy bank all the way to the morgue.
Phobias: F-U-C-K-I-N-G C-L-O-W-N-S. Certain bodily fluids; puke, feces, and snot. Deathly afraid of flying stinging bugs.
Skills:Her pet peeve is her biggest advantage, she is greatly underestimated. Not to mention she can play the cute and stupid card to a T, though she is actually very clever. She is a brawler and fights hella dirty. Shes kinda a tank, for being so small, she is extremely sturdy and has a very high pain tolerance.
Power: Ferrous Attraction:
The user has the power to temporarily make part of their body powerful magnets, capable of dragging anything made out of metal towards them, provided that there is iron within said material.
Theme Song: Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds
Quote: "You need to Pop, Lock, and Drop that Attitude."
Name:Poppy
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Poppy is only 5'0" she is small and curvy most people classify her as petite.
Personality: Doesn't take anything seriously and is very sarcastic. She has a bad attitude and a cute complex a mile wide, you make any cute-sy comments and she will cut you. Seriously. Also, she has a rose tattoo that vines across her back.
Bio: Poppys mother died when she was a toddler leaving her alone with her father. Her father was a particular kind of man, whose small brain was much slower than his quick temper. He never wanted children anyway so he didn't treat his daughter as his child. She became his new punching bag and maid.The pain used to cripple Poppy, make her sob and cry but she could see the sick pleasure her father got when she begged. So the pain? She learned to like it. Laughing at his attempts to hurt her. It was her turn to get a sick pleasure out of the beatings. As her pain tolerance rose, so did the quickness of her tongue. Thank the gods she got her mother's wit! Life was tolerable for Poppy in her father's house until his drunken rage took a perverse turn. Determined to hurt her in new ways Poppys father attempted to use her in a way that no father should ever use his daughter. And he got his nuts kicked into his spleen for his trouble. Poppy went out on her own, became a street runner, running random jobs for anyone who would give her hard cash. She kept her nose clean from the drugs and her talent for brawling kept her out of the whore house and off her back. She was saving her cash to start a new life in a new town, little good that money, which was hidden behind a brick in her alley, was doing her now.
Death Scenario: She picked a fight with an entire bar full of people, they didn't think she was quiet as funny as she thought she was. Her tongue cost her to be pumped full of so much metal she rattled like a half full piggy bank all the way to the morgue.
Phobias: F-U-C-K-I-N-G C-L-O-W-N-S. Certain bodily fluids; puke, feces, and snot. Deathly afraid of flying stinging bugs.
Skills:Her pet peeve is her biggest advantage, she is greatly underestimated. Not to mention she can play the cute and stupid card to a T, though she is actually very clever. She is a brawler and fights hella dirty. Shes kinda a tank, for being so small, she is extremely sturdy and has a very high pain tolerance.
Power: Ferrous Attraction:
The user has the power to temporarily make part of their body powerful magnets, capable of dragging anything made out of metal towards them, provided that there is iron within said material.
Theme Song: Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds
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>small and curvy.
A fat midget then? Like Poppy?
I specifically stated that the Biography has to be at least one paragraph long. That isn't one paragraph long. And it doesn't matter if your character is willing to talk about her past or not. I need ze background info for future plans. You can just make her hush-hush about her past in the IC.
Note that pain tolerance =/= immune to disables. She's still not going to be able to run fast if her ankle was sprained, yeah?
Everything else should be fine. Just watch your spelling/grammar, cause I'm occasionally anal about it.
I'll try to watch the grammar, but I'm kinda bad at it. Is that a legit LoL character??? XD that's ironic, though I like to think she's a bit less scary looking . She's not really fat, just rounded off, no jaunty angles or lanky bones for her. And she's not much of a quick runner anyway... unless she's being chased by a clown. Or a wasp. Or a booger. But yeah she's not immune to anything, pain just doesn't effect her in the same way as everyone else. She actually kinda likes it. Unless it's a sprang ankle, no one likes a sprained ankle.
I'll whip her up a traumatic back story pronto boss, want me to repost it on here or on the actual CS thread?
@Cyanide Sweetie
*facepalms*
Gwen cried out in mermish and you totally didn't hear? Hmph.
TAT I'm sorry I figured mermish traveled through water like dolphin or whale calls!~ like a ultrasound or wuteverthehell it's called! I'm in a isolated hot spring brobro~
*tear* i taught you so well~
<3 aw thanks sempai~ ;p
Surprised by his laughter Leo's mouth curved slightly,amused against her better judgement, she half heartedly chucked a rock at his shins. "Damn human."she muttered trying to merge her features back into a scowl.
Leo cringed as the human neared her, sensing that he would take note of her flinch she decided to clearify so he wouldn't think she was afraid of him, "you're going to use your human snot rag to clean my wound?" She eyed it warily it looked clean enough to she allowed him to approach her.He leaned over and dipped the the handkerchief into the water, then placed it on her wound. She barely kept from flinching as her wound let out a fresh throb. Biting her lip she looked everywhere but at the scoundrel.
Suddenly flustered by the closeness of the stranger Leo stood swiftly to her feet, taking a step back the world swayed around her, swinging on a axis she stumbled trying to make everything stop spinning, "whoa~" she muttered suddenl nauseous.
Leo cringed as the human neared her, sensing that he would take note of her flinch she decided to clearify so he wouldn't think she was afraid of him, "you're going to use your human snot rag to clean my wound?" She eyed it warily it looked clean enough to she allowed him to approach her.He leaned over and dipped the the handkerchief into the water, then placed it on her wound. She barely kept from flinching as her wound let out a fresh throb. Biting her lip she looked everywhere but at the scoundrel.
Suddenly flustered by the closeness of the stranger Leo stood swiftly to her feet, taking a step back the world swayed around her, swinging on a axis she stumbled trying to make everything stop spinning, "whoa~" she muttered suddenl nauseous.
Hahaha oh god are you stalking me?!
:D yes
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Probing is not good for my health!!!
Probing is not good for my health!!!
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