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 Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:25 pm
 So you wanna know about Ane?
Where should I start? Hm, I guess with the basics yes? Of course!
I am a twenty-six years old, I will be twenty-seven come this October. Oh, I am female just in case you were wondering. A lot of people are curious as to why I have a male avi, very simply: I like the way they look better than the female ones. My favourite colours are green, purple and my favourite shade is white. I am a very affectionate person so if you are ever in need of hugs, drop over my way and I will snuggle you until you feel better!
I adore Role Playing, I view my style as literate to semi-literate. I however do come with a warning on that. English isn't my first language and as such I am very insecure about my writing. I do try my very, very best however my grammar isn't very well organized. If you are a grammar nazi and correct me or have issues with improper grammar, I am very sorry. I will try to fix it but I would prefer if you would just take what I write and go with it. Also I reply to tags as I see fit, please do not rush me that will not get a response any faster. In fact I will hold off on replying longer if you whine about it.
Lets see, as far as characters go I very rarely role play as males, only in very rare, special occasions do I make exceptions to that rule. Vice, my darling Vice is indeed one of those exceptions. He called to me like he was meant for me, I couldn't turn my back on him. Not when I felt so strongly about him just by glancing at him. Normally I play females, and in all cases my females are lesbian. So, sorry about that guys, I am sure there is other Noct tail to be chased. Ladies however, feel free to browse!
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:26 pm
Index -------
Page One: Introduction (post one)
Page One: Form & Order Form (post three)
Page One: Misc. (post four)
Page One: Vice (post five)
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:28 pm
Form:
Yoinked from Lessieal, who yoinked from Kiara Lime, who yoinked from Juls, who yoinked from Vemp
---It is all so very confusing
(Tweaked from times and not always fully used.) [align=center][size=18][b]Name[/b][/size]
[i]The ---[/i]
[imgright]...[/imgright][/align]
[size=10]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Nickname:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Stage:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Type:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b]
[b]Status:[/b] Single
[b]Sexuality:[/b] ------
[b]Mate:[/b] ------
[b]Sons:[/b] ------
[b]Daughters:[/b] ------
[b]Mother:[/b] ------
[b]Father:[/b] ------
[b]Sister/s:[/b] ------
[b]Brother/s:[/b] ------
[color=][b]Font color:[/b][/color]
[u][b]Personality[/b][/u]
[b]RP Availability:[/b] Yes/No
[b]Extra:[/b]
[b]Song:[/b]
[b]Voice:[/b]
[b]Photo Album:[/b]
[url=null]Baby Image[/url]
[url=null]Youth Image[/url]
[url=null]Adult Image[/url]
[/size] Order Form:
[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Nocts Name:[/b]
[b]Nocts Type:[/b] (Common, Unique Common, Brute, Gypsy, Outcast, Royal, Prestige)
[b]Noct Stage:[/b] Growing, Adult, Perma-Chila
[b]Gender:[/b] Male, Female, Hermaphrodite
[b]Hair:[/b]
[b]Face:[/b] (for things such as make-up, accessories, anything to do with their ears can go here as well, Eye colour)
[b]Skin:[/b] (Skin tone, marks, scars and so forth)
[b]Fur:[/b] (Fur colour, markings..)
[b]Inner Wing:[/b] (The membrane or "leather" of their wing."
[b]Tail:[/b] (Anything on their tail like bandages or rings)
[b]Expression:[/b]
[b]Pose:[/b] MUST be a image ref, no text based descriptions or saying "you pick"
[b]Clothing:[/b]
[b]Accessories:[/b]
[b]Cost:[/b]
[b]Requested Colourist:[/b] (This colourist MAY or MAY NOT depending on how busy things get)
[b]Sketch Approval:[/b] (Yes or No)
[b]Other:[/b] (Any other images, references comments whatever.)
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:33 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 10:57 pm
ViceThe Spirited Whelp
Name: Vice
Nickname: ---
Age: ---
Stage: Baby
Gender: Male
Type: Brute
Clan:
Status: Single
Sexuality: He is much too young for that
Mate: ------
Sons: ------
Daughters: ------
Mother: China
Father: Heart
Sister/s: Love, Uriel, Nightingale, -?-
Brother/s: Sparrow, -?-
Font Colour: Simple Black
Personality
---TBA---
RP Availability: Absolutely yes!
“No sissy, I dun wants to go,” pathetically whimpered the whelp in a tiny high pitched voice. His fluffy brown tail swayed back and forth for just a moment before he brought it to his small chest and cuddled it seeking comfort. He didn’t want to go to the groomer, that didn’t sound fun at all; he wanted a snack. “Cans we go laters, I hungy now.” Vice stated plainly, his bright green eyes held the faintest hint of defiance as he gazed up into Love’s off coloured hues. The expression that was set on his older sister’s face was that of an airy mirth, her left ear flicked backwards as she sized up her spirited little bother.
“Come now, it will be fun. And I promise to get you something to eat after we go. If you behave that is.” Calmly explained the dark-haired winged brute, crossing her slender arms over her chest Love gave her sibling a sweetened smile. Vice mirrored the girl, folding his gray furred arms over his chest he gave a pouty huff. It wasn’t fair, she was so much bigger, it didn’t matter now much he struggled she would end up getting her way regardless. Flicking the tip of his tongue over his bottom lip the little brute bounced on the heels of his feet, maybe if he was really good he could get a special dessert. Sissy always made the best sweets.
Drooping his ears at an awkward angle Vice wiggled his chubby body with excitement then proceeded to bat his eyelashes at his sister. “Okays, I be a good boy, den we gets something yummy. I can wait a little bit! C’mon sissy, lets go. Hurry up, I hungy now, so hungy! I promise to be a super great big boy, so I can gets super great bit treats from Lovey!” Grabbing at his sister’s hand the young Noct tugged and pulled her in the direction of the door.
“Alright, alright, calm down Vice. We are going, we are going. Silly boy.” Adjusting her grip on the bubbly yet slightly mischievous whelp Love proceeded to guide her brother out of the den and towards the groomers that was some distance away. Little feet padded along at a brisk pace in order to keep with his sibling’s longer gait, the scents and colours that greeted his young senses nearly overwhelmed the little gray furred tyke. Vivid green eyes widened at the sights that danced within his vision, everything was an adventure, even the simple walk with his sister proved to be extremely simulating for the kit.
The walk took far longer than what Love had anticipated, every few minutes Vice was taking off chasing after leaves or dropping onto his podgy belly to inspect tall blades of grass, he was such an excitable little boy it was fairly adorable albeit a touch annoying since he dawdled ever so much during mundane tasks. Heaving a very soft sigh Love nudged and prodded at the kit until he complied with a whine, flicking his ears back and forth Vice pawed at his face smearing dirt across his cream complexioned visage.
“Sissy, we almost there? I tired.” Nasally complained the shaggy haired youth in a voice that was laced with irritation and discontent. He was so hungry and his feet hurt, he just wanted to sit down to rest. Fluttering her wings behind her back the dark-haired Noct threaded her slender fingers through her bothers wavy locks, her brown and blue hues shimmered in the natural light that blazed overhead as she looked down at her brother.
“Actually we’re here. So no more whining, lets get in and get out. We are already a bit behind schedule.” Love stated in a kind yet firm voice, her tone directing and subtly demanding in a way that was almost motherly. Huffing loudly Vice nodded his head a few times before sheepishly darting behind his sister, if he was entering the shop she was the one to go first. What if it was scary in there? Bringing his hands up the grayish brown kit balled his fist into the back of Love’s shirt, the sound of the bell that was attached to the door of the establishment chimed in greeting as the two entered through the archway.
The scent of the shop instantly made Vice’s tail sway to and fro, the sweet fruity smell that lingered in the air was pleasant and clean, was this really the groomers? Peeking from behind his sister the kit blinked as he gazed around the shop, in the back of the room there was a tall slender woman whom looked kempt and tidy. Wiggling where he stood Vice released the grip on Love’s shirt and padded forward with a bit more confidence, this was exciting! There were tubs and hoses, brushes and bubbles!
The pitter-patter of his little feet sounded loudly in the quiet tile floored room, bringing her sights up for the first time since the bell chimed with visitors the owner of the shop pursed her mouth into a tight O shape while dropping the book she had been busy reading.
“Oh my! Hello, hello, come in! What could I do for you both today?” Warmly greeted the woman as she stood up and ambled towards the pair. Her lips curled into the brightest of grins as her vision rested on the shaggy haired youth as he looked up at her with his bright innocent green hues. “Oh look at you, aren’t you a handsome fella.” Sweetly purred the older woman, kneeling down onto her knee the female eyed the boy with amusement.
“We are just here for a bit of simple grooming. I think he needs a trim.” Love commented in a polite tenor. The clerk gave a short nod before forcing her legs into a standing position, letting out the tiniest of hisses as she stood the older female brought her left hand up and motioned for the two to head into the back area where the private cubicles were located. Letting out a chuckle Love scooped up her brother’s dainty hand and guided him towards the rear quarters, pulling his tail to his chest with his free hand Vice nuzzled against the bushy brown fur. All of this was so very exciting, upon entering the room the little brute sniffed at the air while examining the area fixatedly. There was a chair and a small basin within the chamber but nothing else of interest, scrunching his nose a bit Vice broke away from his sister’s hand and rushed to the chair, pulling himself up he plopped down into the seat then grinned impishly at his older sibling.
Shaking her head the girl offered a gentle expression towards the whelp, he was going to be in for a shock. Within a few moments the woman that had met them in the main entryway sashayed into the private nook a set of groomer tools in her hands. Oh yes, Vice was in for a surprise. Love just hoped that he wouldn’t cry during his first hair cut, she honestly didn’t want that at all. Gliding almost gracefully towards the lad already seated in the chair the female set her items on the small bench that resided alongside of the seat.
“Alright little fella, I am take a look at your hair so you gotta stay extra still for me okay? Do you think you can do that?” Honey dripped from her words as she addressed the boy however Vice didn’t seem to even be effected, he was a big boy of course he could be still. Nodding his head briskly the kit ceased his wiggling and went stiff in the cushioned chair.
“Okays, but I gets a snack after this, sissy promised!” Shutting his large vivid green eyes the boy simply relaxed in the large chair as he felt the woman toy with his thick wavy locks, the sound of metallic snipping caused his ears to twitch however that was the only movement he allowed himself. He was so hungry and he was being so good, the treat he was going to get had to be something extra delicious. With each tress that hit the floor Vice found himself dozing at the gentle touch of the woman tending to his hair, he was so tired and whatever it was she was doing felt so nice. “I go night, night sissy--- I go--- nigh--” Vice’s sentence trailed off as slumber claimed his little figure, it was well past his nap time and the little kit could no longer fight the sleep that he so desperately needed.
“Oh Vice, you sweet little guy. I guess I do owe him a snack when he wakes up. He is so cute when he isn’t getting into trouble.” Love muttered in a hushed tone as she stretched her wings while looking at her sibling, she would have to carry him home but that wouldn’t be an issue at least she had successfully completed her chore that her daddy had given her. All in all it was a pretty good day.
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