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That is wicked cool. His thinking pose is just so cute, too. <3
Ugh, finally posted Chime. I swear, intro posts are my worst enemy. I always struggle with it the most and end up putting way too much effort into it. Like how I tried to get into the mindset of a 10/11-year-old kid and how they might say stuff on their minds.. xP
Also, I agree with Cryptiic. Your artwork of Mimay is pretty awesome, TissueCube. =3
Also, I agree with Cryptiic. Your artwork of Mimay is pretty awesome, TissueCube. =3
| Chime |
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I always hear that sound whenever I wake up. It’s more like a pounding really, but it gets so loud that it everything else around me just drowns out. And the thumping… it hurts my head so, so much. It’s as if a mental, unseen tidal wave of pain is constantly hitting my brain over and over again. It makes me wanna not move at all and lie there where I am on the cold and dirty floor of my cage… just like today.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I sniffled and rubbed away my tears. I don’t like crying, but the pounding always makes me start to cry whenever it gets so intense. I hate it, because it makes me look like a crybaby and the guards outside my cage will think I'm being a scared little kid. But I can’t help it. It’s not my fault that my head hurts so much. I wish it would stop… I can’t think straight when I'm like this and I always feel so drowsy and tired.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I don’t even remember what happened to me before the headaches started. My memories are so fuzzy, and nothing I recall is clear. Sometimes I see very blurry images of people, but they go away as fast as they came. Everything else I remember is just… black. Nothing else. Just pure darkness all around me. I also find things, too… weird scar marks all over my body that I don’t remember having at all. In fact, I just found another one right on the back of my head. It’s kinda small, though, and my hair pretty much covers it up so you can’t see it. But I know it’s there, because I can feel how much it hurts on my head. I think it must be new, too, because fresh blood is already spilling out of it. There’s nothing I can do to clean it, though… so all I can really do is cover it up with my other hand to stop it from bleeding any more.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I blame the white-coated workers. They always visit me before I somehow forget everything. It’s the one memory I still remember, at least. I know that they did this to me, but for what reason, I don’t know. I don’t think I wanna know, because it scares me to even think about the stuff that they do to me. But, I'm not the only one who suffers… the other creatures like me in those other cages nearby also suffer too. It’s different for everyone, but we still feel the pain of the torture. I can tell, because I can hear some of them screaming or crying from the pain. Sometimes I end up watching them blankly from my cage, but only when I happen to face where the door is. Today was one of those days.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I winced a little when someone screamed from across the room. It was from that blue lady next to the tank with the squiggly one inside of it. I feel really bad for her. The guard who brings her food is always so mean to her. But then again… all of the guards are mean to us in some way. I wish I didn't have to see them like this. I wish that we didn't have to suffer any more from the pain and that the guards would get a taste of their own medicine. I know I’d give it to them if I had the chance, if I wasn't still so drowsy. But I guess dreaming about it will do… at least it makes me feel a little better, and plus, it makes my head hurt a bit less. I just wish my headache would go away completely. I hate feeling this way so, so much.
Thump. Thump. Thump…
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I always hear that sound whenever I wake up. It’s more like a pounding really, but it gets so loud that it everything else around me just drowns out. And the thumping… it hurts my head so, so much. It’s as if a mental, unseen tidal wave of pain is constantly hitting my brain over and over again. It makes me wanna not move at all and lie there where I am on the cold and dirty floor of my cage… just like today.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I sniffled and rubbed away my tears. I don’t like crying, but the pounding always makes me start to cry whenever it gets so intense. I hate it, because it makes me look like a crybaby and the guards outside my cage will think I'm being a scared little kid. But I can’t help it. It’s not my fault that my head hurts so much. I wish it would stop… I can’t think straight when I'm like this and I always feel so drowsy and tired.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I don’t even remember what happened to me before the headaches started. My memories are so fuzzy, and nothing I recall is clear. Sometimes I see very blurry images of people, but they go away as fast as they came. Everything else I remember is just… black. Nothing else. Just pure darkness all around me. I also find things, too… weird scar marks all over my body that I don’t remember having at all. In fact, I just found another one right on the back of my head. It’s kinda small, though, and my hair pretty much covers it up so you can’t see it. But I know it’s there, because I can feel how much it hurts on my head. I think it must be new, too, because fresh blood is already spilling out of it. There’s nothing I can do to clean it, though… so all I can really do is cover it up with my other hand to stop it from bleeding any more.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I blame the white-coated workers. They always visit me before I somehow forget everything. It’s the one memory I still remember, at least. I know that they did this to me, but for what reason, I don’t know. I don’t think I wanna know, because it scares me to even think about the stuff that they do to me. But, I'm not the only one who suffers… the other creatures like me in those other cages nearby also suffer too. It’s different for everyone, but we still feel the pain of the torture. I can tell, because I can hear some of them screaming or crying from the pain. Sometimes I end up watching them blankly from my cage, but only when I happen to face where the door is. Today was one of those days.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I winced a little when someone screamed from across the room. It was from that blue lady next to the tank with the squiggly one inside of it. I feel really bad for her. The guard who brings her food is always so mean to her. But then again… all of the guards are mean to us in some way. I wish I didn't have to see them like this. I wish that we didn't have to suffer any more from the pain and that the guards would get a taste of their own medicine. I know I’d give it to them if I had the chance, if I wasn't still so drowsy. But I guess dreaming about it will do… at least it makes me feel a little better, and plus, it makes my head hurt a bit less. I just wish my headache would go away completely. I hate feeling this way so, so much.
Thump. Thump. Thump…
Name: Chime (Subject CHMI-130223)
Age: Unknown, though appears to be about 10 or 11 years old.
Gender/Sex: Female
Sexuality: None yet.
Species (if spliced or alien): spliced human and butterfly-alienoid of sorts.
Height: 4’8”
Hair Colour: Lemon yellow
Eye Colour: Black
Deformities/odd features:
The wings on Chime’s back are relatively small in size and seem to be premature in terms of growth. As such, both of her wings have a slight, shriveled appearance near the end tips, appearing just as delicate and frail as the rest of Chime’s body. They do nothing to give her flight, though they do tend to flutter from time to time as a reaction to her emotions.
General Appearance:
Chime appears to be a unique mix between a human and an insect alienoid, particularly one of a butterfly-like race. Being only a child, she stands at a height of 4’8” and has a fairly normal figure save for her lean limbs. Her skin is a jaded grey hue with a bit of peach, hinting at the human part of her DNA. Chime’s forearms and lower legs are black and have an exoskeleton that resembles an insect’s limbs. She has normal hands and feet that are also coloured black, however their sizes are smaller than average. Chime has lemon yellow hair that is long, messy and wavy, ending just at the bend of her knees. Her eyes are big and black with no pupils or irises, taking after the alien half of her genetics. She has a large, feathery “eyelash” resting atop of each eye with a smaller “eyelash” on the outer corners. Both have a similar colour scheme to the wings protruding from her back, which are small and semi-shrivelled in size. The top two sets are tiny while the bottom two sets are long. Chime also has two tiny antennae that she keeps hidden in her hair.
Chime’s wings often create problems for her in terms of clothing. She sticks to wearing large or oversized t-shirts and tops to help her hide them, as that was all she was given to wear from the workers. She pairs them with shorts worn underneath. If Chime feels irritation from hiding her wings, she may start wearing t-shirts with the backs ripped open and wear the shirts like a hospital gown.
Personality:
Chime is a quiet one. She’s not a big talker and doesn’t appear to speak much at all, preferring to use simple gestures in order to communicate with others. Her main reason for doing so is the fact that her voice makes a chime-like ringing sound whenever she talks. It’s pretty to listen to, but it isn’t very practical when it attracts unwanted attention. The chiming also makes her words hard to understand most of the time, so Chime tries to avoid speaking as much as possible. If and when she does speak, Chime is found to be very soft spoken in tone, though this will change if she’s trying to warn others of danger or whenever she feels upset. She doesn’t forget anyone who angers her and she will bear a strong, hated grudge against them for what they’ve done. Chime is bright for her age and she is able to learn new skills or information rather quickly. She knows when is the best time to apply her knowledge within a given situation and rarely makes the same mistake twice, though she can be a little indecisive on picking the best solution for the problem. Chime is surprisingly strong-willed and she has the determination and stubbornness that goes along with it. She doesn’t like it when others underestimate her due to her frail stature, so she will do whatever it takes to prove to them her own strength. However, Chime is still young, so certain things will still frighten her even when she tries to put up a brave front about it.
Abilities:
Telekinesis/Telekinetic abilities
-Chime can create a strong blast or wave of energy emitted from her brain. This wave will affect anyone within the immediate area and cause momentary headaches, rendering them immobile for a brief period of time.
-she isn’t a telepath and cannot read or transfer information to minds. She can, however, affect minds through her powers when she releases them in a physical form.
-Chime is able to create a momentary force field to keep both herself and others from any harm.
-Chime has the capability of creating a physical form of matter out of her telekinesis powers as a means of attack (such as spheres of telekinetic energy). Chime’s skills concerning this technique are still under development and she is still learning how to master it properly.
Weaknesses:
-Chime’s mind is strong, but her body is weak; she tires very quickly after using her powers, be it by a small amount or by a very large quantity. If she overuses her abilities, or push past her own limits, Chime will pass out from exhaustion.
-While Chime has wings, she cannot use them to fly at all. They are far too small and delicate to provide her any sort of lift up in the air.
-She can be easily overpowered by anyone who is physically stronger or bigger than her own stature.
-She is vulnerable to the elements of both fire and electricity.
-Her abilities become uncontrollable when Chime is very emotional. She requires constant meditation in order to keep them maintained. She is vulnerable when she meditates.
History (may skip if you’d like to reveal IC):
Chime knows next to nothing about her own past… but she’s hoping to find that out soon enough.
...
Unknown
Age: Unknown, though appears to be about 10 or 11 years old.
Gender/Sex: Female
Sexuality: None yet.
Species (if spliced or alien): spliced human and butterfly-alienoid of sorts.
Height: 4’8”
Hair Colour: Lemon yellow
Eye Colour: Black
Deformities/odd features:
The wings on Chime’s back are relatively small in size and seem to be premature in terms of growth. As such, both of her wings have a slight, shriveled appearance near the end tips, appearing just as delicate and frail as the rest of Chime’s body. They do nothing to give her flight, though they do tend to flutter from time to time as a reaction to her emotions.
General Appearance:
Chime appears to be a unique mix between a human and an insect alienoid, particularly one of a butterfly-like race. Being only a child, she stands at a height of 4’8” and has a fairly normal figure save for her lean limbs. Her skin is a jaded grey hue with a bit of peach, hinting at the human part of her DNA. Chime’s forearms and lower legs are black and have an exoskeleton that resembles an insect’s limbs. She has normal hands and feet that are also coloured black, however their sizes are smaller than average. Chime has lemon yellow hair that is long, messy and wavy, ending just at the bend of her knees. Her eyes are big and black with no pupils or irises, taking after the alien half of her genetics. She has a large, feathery “eyelash” resting atop of each eye with a smaller “eyelash” on the outer corners. Both have a similar colour scheme to the wings protruding from her back, which are small and semi-shrivelled in size. The top two sets are tiny while the bottom two sets are long. Chime also has two tiny antennae that she keeps hidden in her hair.
Chime’s wings often create problems for her in terms of clothing. She sticks to wearing large or oversized t-shirts and tops to help her hide them, as that was all she was given to wear from the workers. She pairs them with shorts worn underneath. If Chime feels irritation from hiding her wings, she may start wearing t-shirts with the backs ripped open and wear the shirts like a hospital gown.
Personality:
Chime is a quiet one. She’s not a big talker and doesn’t appear to speak much at all, preferring to use simple gestures in order to communicate with others. Her main reason for doing so is the fact that her voice makes a chime-like ringing sound whenever she talks. It’s pretty to listen to, but it isn’t very practical when it attracts unwanted attention. The chiming also makes her words hard to understand most of the time, so Chime tries to avoid speaking as much as possible. If and when she does speak, Chime is found to be very soft spoken in tone, though this will change if she’s trying to warn others of danger or whenever she feels upset. She doesn’t forget anyone who angers her and she will bear a strong, hated grudge against them for what they’ve done. Chime is bright for her age and she is able to learn new skills or information rather quickly. She knows when is the best time to apply her knowledge within a given situation and rarely makes the same mistake twice, though she can be a little indecisive on picking the best solution for the problem. Chime is surprisingly strong-willed and she has the determination and stubbornness that goes along with it. She doesn’t like it when others underestimate her due to her frail stature, so she will do whatever it takes to prove to them her own strength. However, Chime is still young, so certain things will still frighten her even when she tries to put up a brave front about it.
Abilities:
Telekinesis/Telekinetic abilities
-Chime can create a strong blast or wave of energy emitted from her brain. This wave will affect anyone within the immediate area and cause momentary headaches, rendering them immobile for a brief period of time.
-she isn’t a telepath and cannot read or transfer information to minds. She can, however, affect minds through her powers when she releases them in a physical form.
-Chime is able to create a momentary force field to keep both herself and others from any harm.
-Chime has the capability of creating a physical form of matter out of her telekinesis powers as a means of attack (such as spheres of telekinetic energy). Chime’s skills concerning this technique are still under development and she is still learning how to master it properly.
Weaknesses:
-Chime’s mind is strong, but her body is weak; she tires very quickly after using her powers, be it by a small amount or by a very large quantity. If she overuses her abilities, or push past her own limits, Chime will pass out from exhaustion.
-While Chime has wings, she cannot use them to fly at all. They are far too small and delicate to provide her any sort of lift up in the air.
-She can be easily overpowered by anyone who is physically stronger or bigger than her own stature.
-She is vulnerable to the elements of both fire and electricity.
-Her abilities become uncontrollable when Chime is very emotional. She requires constant meditation in order to keep them maintained. She is vulnerable when she meditates.
History (may skip if you’d like to reveal IC):
Chime knows next to nothing about her own past… but she’s hoping to find that out soon enough.
...
Unknown
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