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 Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:04 pm
((Oh crap, I took the wrong disk from my house to this computer! It had all the skele info on it too! DX))
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:06 pm
((oh im srry =())
"How do you think I have stayed uncaptured for so long?" -We fly by the Eifel tower-
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:15 pm
((Heh, I managed to remember what all I wrote though. *success*)) Username: Ty Gwynnia
Character Name: Ciaran
Age: 16
Appearance: 
Hobbies: Swimming, reading, day-dreaming
Job: Postcard/Flower seller
Biography: Ciaran and her parents lived peacefully in Oregon with their relatives after coming home from an extended vacation in Germany. Her parents both had powers themselves, but she has none. One day, Republic soldiers came in to do a “check” for “Infected”, and they just happened to see her parents using their powers to entertain their 11 yr old little girl. The soldiers killed everyone in the house before moving to murder Ciaran and her parents. Her father, in desperation, sent her to a place where they’d never find her. Her powers became known when she wanted to get enough money to buy an ice cream cone. She started to space out about a flower filled meadow, only coming out of her daze when she found a basket of beautiful flowers sitting on the counter in front of her. Surprisingly, locals and tourists bought them for high prices, so she got her ice cream cone, and a second job as a postcard seller. Now she’s trying to find a way to get to Russia, so that she won’t have to hide when she uses her powers.
Powers: Writing/Day-dreaming up things
Skills: She can sew fairly good, and she has quick reflexes, but a so-so sense of balance.
Weapons: Writing utensil and writing surface, and her mind.
Other: Writing helps her picture want she wants to dream up easier, but both ways are effective. She also doesn’t day-dream living things, because she doesn’t think that it would be right to “create” something with a soul.
Home: Currently a small town near the beach in Hawaii, America
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:28 pm
((Whooo, I'm on an island by myself!))
"One please." Ciaran looked up at a tourist pointing at a postcard. "That'll be one dollar, sir." She said, smiling. The tourist handed her money and she gave him one of the postcards. As soon as he was gone, she started to berate herself. She was day-dreaming in public again. One of these days it could kill her, literally.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 11:26 pm
(( Ty-chii, your character is so cute! >////< ))
Rayne stared at the huge tower before responding. "Oh..." Was all she said as she turned around backwards and continued staring at the structure. She'd never, ever seen the Eifel tower before, and she didn't think it would happen again anytime soon.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 5:19 am
((maybe you should try to get to where were going =3))
"Enjoy the veiw while you can. We may never come this way again." -I breathe in some fresh air-
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 8:30 pm
((I'm gonna try. Maybe I'll make her get lucky and catch a jet plane.) Lol, Thanks Kii, yours is too!)
Ciaran stood up from the chair in the shade and started walking. This town wasn't very populated, but it had a local dock that would take you to California, for a high price. She sold a couple more postcards, and a few flowers before she came to the entrance of the wide dock. She looked at the ships going out and their times, hoping to get a lucky break. One had a special, but you had to take the job as the cook for it. She might as well try it.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 1:01 am
"I know." She said smiling. She turned back around and breathed in the air as well.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 6:42 pm
-I decided to sit down myself- "Man what a veiw." -I look over and see the church of Notredame-
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 8:44 pm
Rayne smiled, looking down. It made her queasy, but then again it made her happy feeling. She wondered if being so high actually made her 'high'. She laughed at the thought as she swayed a little.
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 8:49 pm
"Please do be careful how you move. It takes a bit of energy to keep these things balanced." -I falmost fall feeling wosey- "Woah. Ok we need to land before I pass out and we fall to our deaths. There should be good." -I point to the church- "We can stay in the bell tower." -I take us down and into the bell tower upon landing I pass out and fall off the sword-
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Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 11:47 pm
Rayne caught him from bumping his head, and laid him down. She walked over to the bell, a few inches away from the ledge that went down a ways, to where the rope to ring the bell ended. She tilted her head, wondering if she could touch the bell....... She climbed up on the ledge, and leaned forward, her toes on the edge. Almost there...... Rayne flexed her fingers. Just a few inches....
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 1:20 am
((lol im unconcious so I can't help you =P))
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 9:40 am
((Kii, don't fall! *Visualizes you falling hundreds of stories to the ground, screaming, and Strider's snoring peacefully*))
Being a cook was hard, even though the ship was fairly small. The upside was that she could think up cakes and soups. The downside was that sometimes they became too hot and couldn't be eaten right away, and the passengers kept ordering more. Ciaran sighed to herself, and a little vanilla cake appeared on the cooking counter. It was warm, so she gave it to the one who ordered it standing outside the door. Someone asked for a large chocolate cake, and she told them that she had one in the oven already. She made a clattering noise like she was getting it out, while one popped up in her hands. "Yeow!" She accidentally dropped it, it felt like it came out of a volcano! Her face went blank, and she looked down at the worn ship floor. There was a hole burned straight through.
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