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 Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 7:41 pm
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Hello there! Welcome to my quest-thread. Yep, I've fallen into the trap for anima-lustness. Awhile back I entered an anima contest and lost... a tad bit miserably. But, now I'm back and even more determined to get an anima to call my own. If I fail at this goal when th next flatsale comes by... well then, ah well. I'll keep trying, though.
So yes, this thread isn't necessarily to get donations and all that spiffy stuff, so it might not be considered a 'quest'. It is more about preparing me for the next flatsale. Right now I have no income to speak of. I'm relying on guest coloring, which hasn't been going to well and just flat-out posting like crazy. If you want you can scroll down and see what I've got so far! <3 (or if you want you can send a donation to ReganWolf, meh old account, but I don't expect you too!)
Oh, the poll is just for funness. Do not expect to get the anima you voted for.__. don't know why I have to say this.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 7:44 pm
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Name- Lyra ((Love this name, came across it spelled differently in The Sight by David Clement- Davies, then again in His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman. The name is amazing and in His Dark Materials the character that goes along with the name is phenomenal!
[edit] I also went to this site which had a daemon name generator! I tried it and the first name it gave was Lera, which was actually how The Sight had it written. I may change the spelling, though!))
Type- apprehensiveness, baby ((uum... no stealie le horrible idea! XD))
Gender- fem
Physical Traits- Lyra's likeness to the moon is uncanny. Her long, silver hair falls in one great wave down her back, framing her round, dished face. The last few inches of her waist-length hair is made up of choppy black tips. Her whole body is pale, yet somehow a soft, creamy sort of white accompanied by light greys in certain places such as her forearms and hands, and calves and feet. (Also her ears, which are just slightly pointed!) She has runes across strange places on her body; down her spine, along the outer parts of her left arm and right leg, tiny ones one her palms and feet. (Though I don't know if I will include these or just get her rune stones for her item quest! Decisions, decisions!
Her eyes are the only thing that stands out about her very grey, monotone body. Vivid green, they set an impression and are her most distinguishing feature.
Personality- Though Lyra is apprehension, she will not let her fear show. She mine as well be pride for all she knows. She is not exactly the fearful side of apprehension, though. She may be edgy and nervous, but never really scared or afraid. More of... anxious. Just waiting.
memory-
(Coming soon perhaps. I'm just working on the details then maybe going to throw it all away and start over! Story of my life!)
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 7:45 pm
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The Regan (so corny)
A small, yet intimidating, woman. She is, for the most part, kind and helpful. Though, when you get on her bad side she will remember it forever. She has a little amount of enemies 9except for the ones who work for the government!) and tries to make the best of every situation. She's extremely... opinionated. Yes, opinionated- that is the word. She is never silent and enjoys debate. Despite this, she still avoids conflict with her loved ones and will go through any means to avoid fights. ((I take karate, though- blue belt baby. So don't mess with me!!))
characteristics-
Name- Regan. As a child she found it was hard to write her name (it was very long) and she was always getting mis-pronunciations, so in seventh grade she was cast for a part in a Shakespearean play, the character Reagan. She loved the part and the name, so changed it when she moved from England to California.
Hair- ranging. Her natural is blonde, but she'll die it brownish silver, maroon red, or a black/ blue. ((For this I'm mainly going to be a predominantly brownish/ blonde, then die my front bangs silver when Lyra arrives on a dare from her. I'm such a loser! I have all this worked out!! Fine, no more telling story secrets!! XXD))
Eyes- ocean blue
Age- for this? Around... 18. Old enough to drive, young enough to totally and completely not know how to raise a child.
Favorite color- a soft lime green. Her fav. Combo is pink, green and black dots. The color of watermelons!
Favorite Food- aha! You expect her to pick!?! Yah, right. She eats EVERYTHING!! >3 (Except for Italian food! No offense, but I just can't stand pizza or pasta!)
Clothing- mostly random shirts. Fun stuff. Baggy pants or board shorts, sometimes a tanktop or even a bathing suit.
other pets- for Lyra, her closest companion pet-wise will be Jendayi, since they look exactly alike! XD And then Masika, my Egyptian furrlex. I actually have a full page written out on about fifteen of my pets and wether lyra likes them or not and how she interacts with them... But, I don't know if that should be posted yet since ya know...I'm no where close to getting her.... XB
((I made this up, it's pretty close. I did move to Cali from England, but I was in my mother's womb at the time so....))
Her name is lost to her, just like the memories she once knew and cherished. Just before she left her home-country of England, she was in a play. The name is lost to her, just like her own, but she does know it was by her most favorite writer: Shakespeare. She left the night of the show, not before the show due to stage fright or some other silly thing. No, her parents had wanted to leave as early as possible (suspicious, aye?). Regan attempted to run from the house when she found out they were going to leave before the play. Eventually she got her way and her parents agreed to the night of the show so they could all sleep on the plane.
Pshh. She slept not a wink. Her nerves were busy, her mind going fast. Her parents' excuse for leaving the country was merely a change in weather. She thought of every other reason possible. First, she thought they owed money to the government, but no. That was not it. Both her parents had high-paying jobs. Plus, that idea was so... dull. Second, she thought the were actually just going for a change. No... much too dull. Lastly, she devised that her parents were spies, and/ or thieves. Yes, that worked out perfect. Spies, running from the Queen, or thieves that ad stolen a jewel or painting too many. She was quite pleased and decided it her life goal to take up the profession of her parents. Of course, this led to her demise. She rarely went to school, her parents had home-schooled her in England and she already knew the criteria these California slackers were learning. So, she would spy on people. In trees, out of windows, behind dumpsters. One day, she followed a suspicious-looking woman with a long, khaki coat all day, finally ending up at her home where she slept in the bushes for the night. Her parents miraculously found her.
This puzzled and bewildered young Regan. Her parents had somehow tracked her down. Was she not a good enough spy to hide from her own parents like they did from England?
After that incident she continued going to school, much to her reluctance and the teacher's disappointment. She was a very outspoken girl, much too opinionated for these stuck-up, private school teachers she was now the student of.
Finally she was able to leave that retched school and make out for the real world. But all this soon changed when her parents died. Rather abruptly while on a cruise. They were apparently 'drowned after falling from the boat.' No bodies were there for the funeral, just caskets with flowers. Of course, this only confirmed the teenage girl's childhood obsession. Her parents were obviously either a) killed by a deadly assassin/ another spy or b) spying on America and found out by the government.
Regan knew her fantasies were still silly fantasies, but she was an odd girl. She still believed them with half her heart, scorned them with the other. But, she got the grand house her parents had owned and set to work tearing through the place, looking for a trace of evidence of their line of work.
To this day she still has not uncovered the mystery behind her parents, but she lives happily on her inheritance and can often times be see staring out of her window quite dully, only to occupy herself with books and an assortment of pets.
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 7:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2005 7:49 pm
current funds.... secret!! ninja
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2005 6:45 pm
sorry, everyone post now... please?
((Lyra waves her hand behind secret veil-thing of doom.))
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 10:59 am
sorry silent, unkown, lurkers- I had to... leve for awhile. I may sty. Dunno.
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