chompie
Eats too effin' much
That's the link to the artist who made the picture. Sourcing~gogojojo331 said:What did you write in Japanese?
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That's the link to the artist who made the picture. Sourcing~gogojojo331 said:What did you write in Japanese?
OH MY GAWD, yes, perfect. Panties???? ok first of Accepted times twenty, second I love her name!
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name . Genesis Veil.
age . Freshly eighteen.
gender . Female. [Let's break up the sausage party ?]
color . Purple.
bio . Genesis was born into a family of dominantly blacks, obsidian and pinks. Her Mother had trouble giving birth, and she would have had a big sister if her Mother didn't have her miscarriage. She has no siblings, it was a miracle that Genesis was born, but she didn't speak a word until she was five years old. She also had major health problems at a young age, and was stuck out of school a lot that she had to do her own learning. Her Father is a Pink and her Mother is an Black. Her family is full of complete drama.
personality .Genesis is rather clumsy and ditzy. Somethings really just fly over her head, but she can be strangely cheerful or can't control her emotions. She often at times can seem naive or easy to take advantage of, but her wrath makes up for that. She's not all that shy, just... Awkward.
pets . A small bat named Panties. He's pretty special.
other . For her size, Genesis tends to consume a lot of food.
She says -awu at the end of her sentences.
gogojojo331 said:Panties the bat sounds like a bad anime
It does, doesn't it? Her story for him [yes, the bat is a he] is that he was in her panty drawer when she found him, so... panties. Yeeeeh.neverin said:Yeah, that was what i was thinking of.
/flashes flash light in my face/ No one knows... It must be destinyyyyyy.... Fateeeeeee...gogojojo331 said:Wh- how?
Or bad screenwritingchompie said:/flashes flash light in my face/ No one knows... It must be destinyyyyyy.... Fateeeeeee...
Hahaha!gogojojo331 said:Or bad screenwriting
Nice, good hiding the password, Accepted!!!! I did not expect to get this much people so far, I am excited because this is my first Roleplay I have made, but no worry's I will make this really fun and amazing.
Name: Vim Ildith
Race: Viare
Age:16
Gender: Female
Color: None
Appearance: 5'8, 120lbs
Bio:
Being a Viare, Vim was born into a time when her kind was being slaughtered on mass and for no other reason than the Humans foolish fear of the unknown. Despite this her first 8 years of life were rather peaceful, her parents were Viare scientists so they weren't very involved with the conflict, though this could only last so long.
Eventually, around halfway through her eighth year of life a pair of human activists managed to find where she and her parents were hiding, and cut them down mercilessly. Vim watched as everything unfolded, seeing her parents drop dead with her own eyes, for some reason though the humans spared her. She never found out why she had survived and she didn't care, the act of slaughter that had unfolded in front of her eyes changed her, but not in the way one would expect, she had always been an odd child and the ruthless act she had witness caused her to develop a great amount of admiration for the ruthlessness of the killers, striving to be like the people who so easily put down those who she thought were so strong all her life.
Personality:
Vim has a very polite demeanor, tending so come off as a kind and happy girl on first impression. She is also impossible to get down, regardless of what tragedy has or will unfold around her she never does as little as bat an eye, in fact she enjoys fighting to a monstrous degree and is prone to brutalizing her victims beyond recognition when she fights.
Pets: None, Sort of. She believes that her doll is alive and talks to it often, treating it like a mix between friend and pet.
Other: Has a habit of humming while she fights, generally a special nursery rhyme from when she was a child.
Sawed off her horns in an effort to look more human, hides the stumps under her hat.