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These are her official photos from the shop, one for each stage of her life. First up is her 'baby' stage, or mask stage, and then her child form after she re-emerged. ^^


I was a boring kid...


But I got a lot more fun after I got to stretch for a bit. wink


OMG, she got big! eek
I rock. xd


She's a little imp even without the mask on. XD
Careful Haisyn, I can actually bite you now. >>

These are a couple of images I drew just for kicks. The first one was sort of a cross over between the character I named Ash after and Ash herself. Basically Ash wearing the original's outfit. The second one was randomly inspired while I was wandering what she might look like as a teenager. She loves the harlequin look so I had to keep it. 3nodding For some reason it came out without a mask...

Cosplay... sort of?
These clothes are kinda funny, but probably fun to wear. whee

Weirdness.
Dude... am I gonna look like that? eek
Can't say, kiddo, guess we'll find out someday.
I'd rather be a ninja jester...
~
Heh... Guess I found out!

This is going to be 1)a method of keeping up with what's happened to Ash in the official RP so far, 2)a place to keep all my pictures of her, and gifts for her, and stuff like that, and 3)sort of my own personal weird RP that has nothing to do with anything aside from crazy interaction between all my characters and pets when I feel like it. It's far from 'official'.

Haisyn, the guardian
Verran, the uncle
Tavil, the hatchi cousin
Fauve, the sister
Merci', the sister's guardian

(Art by Aariess)
Name: Haisyn Fierra | Age: 21 | Hight: 5'5" | Weight: ...reasonable. | Eye color: Green/gold | Hair color: Silver, got turned ash black somehow... tried to bleach it out, didn't work, now the roots are showing silver again but the rest of it is kinda green...
Personality: Conflicted. Doesn't want to be alone but has a hard time getting close to people. Tomboy in the extreme, very much a loner, though she's coming around a bit and taking baby steps to being more social. Loyal to extreme to those she deems worthy of her trust. VERY DANGEROUS TO THOSE WHO TRY TO HURT HER FRIENDS. Just a friendly warning. twisted
Family: Verran (brother), Tavil (adopted cat nephew), Ashirha (adopted daughter/friend), Merci' (adopted sister), Fauve (adopted niece), Danica (cousin, friend/enemy status currently unknown)
Theme Song: Artist-Plumb | Album-Chaotic Resolve | Title-Better

Bio:

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Name: Verran Fierra | Age: 24 | Hight: 6' | Weight: Mostly reasonable. << | Eye color: Green | Hair color: BRIGHT FLAMING RED LIKE THE PASSION IN MY SOUL!
Personality: Highly social unless he's afraid he's going to look bad. Shameless flirt, barely has enough modesty to keep his underwear on around children. Highly loyal.
Family: Haisyn (sister), Tavil (adopted cat son), Ashirha (adopted niece), Merci' (Sweetness!), Fauve (adopted niece), Danica (cousin, friend/enemy status currently unknown)
Theme Song: Artist-Plumb | Album-Chaotic Resolve | Title-Good Behavior

Bio:

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Name: Danica Fierra | Age: 20 | Hight: 5'3" | Weight: ... | Eye color: Used to be green. Now red. | Hair color: Red. Like blood.
Personality: Used to be sweet and too submissive for her own good. Clung to Hai and Verran due to massive emotional abuse from all other family and authority figures. Now seems to be detached and unemotional, with a great deal of malice and sadism toward the people in her past aside from Hai and those connected to her.
Family: Verran (cousin), Tavil (adopted cat second cousin), Ashirha (adopted second cousin), Merci' (adopted something), Fauve (adopted second cousin), Haisyn (cousin, and perhaps the only person for which she has any affection left)
Theme Song: Artist-Plumb | Album-Chaotic Resolve | Title-Cut

Bio:

Name: Tavil | Age: Adult ;P | Hight: 6'2" (it's the ears) | Weight: I keep fit. ;P | Eye color: Dark Teal | Fur color: Teal
Personality: Sociable and even keeled most of the time. He can laugh at himself just as easily as others, but most of the time he tries to be nice and not poke fun at people. It's hard to ruffle his fur, which is probably good considering he often has to play the counterbalance to the personalities of Verran, Haisyn, and Ashirha.
Family: Haisyn (adopted aunt), Ashirha (adopted cousin), Merci' (also adopted aunt?), Fauve (adopted cousin), Danica (adopted cousin, but doesn't know about her), Verran (adopted father)

Bio:

Ice threw her backpack on her bed, her brain numb from all the genetic information her science class had shoved into her head. She wasn't a scientist! She was an English Major! The only thing she would use the knowledge for was silly sci-fi stories about genetically altered creatures taking over the world.

She looked around, sighing at the sight of scattered books, shoes, and dirty clothes on the floor. She probably should clean sometime this month... but she probably wouldn't. She walked around her large bed, dropping down and glancing over at the flower sitting in the corner. He was quiet... well, of course he was quiet. He didn't have a mouth after all. With a sigh she turned and looked at the door where the closet was supposed to be, the doorknob was rattling.

She stood, heading for the door. With a few minutes she had the door unlocked, and was about to open it when it was shoved open for her. She groaned, looking at Boss with a raised eyebrow. "Something I can do for you?"

"We're out of peanut butter, darlin! It's--" He blinked as she tried to shove him back through the door.

"Then go to the Gal-X-E mart. I'm not a drive-through window!" Ice muttered, not budging him a bit. He smirked, about to comment when he caught sight of the flower sitting quietly on the bed. He ignored her, walking past to drop down on the bed and pick up the flower.

"Since when have you been into flowers, darlin?" He asked, raising an eyebrow as the flower jerked slightly from his touch.

"Put him down! You're bothering him!" Ice growled, reaching over the whitehaired surfer to try to take the flower.

"Him? Since when have flowers had sexes?"

"This one does. And he doesn't like you, so put him down!" She was completely ignored as he examined the boom more thoroughly, running his finger over the petals. The blossom closed up. Boss shrugged, putting the flower back where he had found it and turning to her.

"So, darlin... you and the grease monkey haven't been around much lately... makes a guy worry, you know?"

"What broke this time?"

"Ober."

"Ober broke?"

"Yep."

"How the heck do you break a six foot four halfling that can pick up a thousand pounds for entertainment?"

"You know... I asked myself that exact same thing! Still haven't come up with an answer. And Ob ain't sayin a thing." He paused, discreetly poking the flower just for the hell of it.

"Leave it alone, Boss." Ice muttered, not even looking to see what he was doing. "Well... how is he broken? What's he acting like?"

"Well... he won't say a word, for one thing. And he's been sleeping a lot lately, and--"

"Ober doesn't talk. And he's sleeping because he just played a breaker game. Now don't come back unless you have a better excuse." She dragged him to his feet, shoving him to the door, despite his protests.

"But it gets lonely, darlin! I'm stuck in that big office, hell, the only people I talk to are Puck and Ober and that red-headed p***k, Case! And I SWEAR there's been somebody stalking me! And--"

"OUT!" She shouted, shoving him through the door and slamming it closed in his face. With a sigh she leaned her forehead against the wood, then reached down and relocked the door.

She would have to calm her bloom again, she thought, groaning. He really didn't like being in this helpless state. She turned, dropping down on the bed again and flipping on the stereo to something sufficiently hard.