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 Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 6:42 pm
 ๑Name: Gerrard
๑Gender: ♂
๑Species: Peach
๑Date of Birth: O1-16-1O
๑Stage: Baby
๑Personality: Buff&Manly.
๑Wife: ?
๑Owner: xxgekokujyou
This journal belongs to Gerrard and xxgekokujyou.
Anyone other than them are not allowed to post. Thank you!
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:08 pm
๑Table of Contents๑
01๑ Introduction/Cert
02๑ Directory
03๑ Gerrard
04๑ Guardian Information
05๑ Roleplay Log
06๑ Plots
07๑ First Encounter with Gerrard
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:57 pm
Name: Gerrard
Stage: Fruit Sheep Adult
Type: Peach
Personality: Buff and manly. According to Aaron, doesn't seem to be too bright. Probably more brawn than brain. Enjoys working out and showing off his strength for the other female peaches. Seems to be cocky and confident as well. The polar opposite of Aaron. Gerrard seems to get annoyed at Aaron's lack of masculinity. (Maybe he'll try to fix that in the near future...)
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:18 pm
[image of Aaron will probably go here!]
Name: Aaron
Age: 17
Height: 5'10
Appearance: Thin and lanky. Skin is naturally tanned. Dark curly hair and dark eyes. Wears thick-rimmed glasses. Usually wears slacks and plaid shirts. The classic nerd child.
Personality: A quiet teen, Aaron prefers to spend his time buried in obscure books or doing calculus equations. He's bashful as well, stuttering and mumbling when he is spoken to. Most people ignore him as the child keeps to himself, but Aaron has a warm heart; if he sees that anyone is in need of help, he won't hesitate to help them (as long as he's not forced to fight someone).
He is a big fan of the supernatural and conspiracy theories. This is how he had managed to stumble upon Bambi Orchard.
History: *to be added*
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:22 pm
๑Roleplay Log๑
๑In Progress
None yet!
๑Finished
None yet!
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 12:23 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 3:33 pm
He was out of breath, stumbling through the brush, weakly swatting aside the branches and bramble that kept getting in his way. He was not made to do this kind of work! For the whole day that day, Aaron had been in the woods, having heard the legend of Bambi Orchard. He had stumbled across the legend in an old dusty book he had found at his grandmother's house. Usually a legend like this had no meaning to him, but at the back of the book was a map. A map that would supposedly lead him to this orchard.
Taking this map, the boy had realized maybe there was a grain of truth to this legend. Always a big fan of conspiracy, Aaron knew that this was a chance that he could not let go.
And that was how he had ended up here. In the middle of nowhere. Wheezing, he sat down on the ground, leaning against a tree as he looked at the map again as he tried to regain his breath. The map was crinkled now and the ink was starting to run in places. "Whaaat?" he sighed, feeling annoyed and exasperated. Now he couldn't see what was what on the map anymore! He crumpled the paper, shoving it into his back pocket, getting up to dust himself off. He was ready to go home now. The teen looked around him, wondering which way he had come from. Great. Now another problem. He didn't know which way was home! What was he to do?!
Well. There was only one thing he could really do. Walk. This forest wouldn't go on forever. It had to end at some point. He sighed, trying to calm himself down as he started to walk. "I want to get out of here." he muttered, swatting aside the low tree branches. As if his wishes were answered, the forest thinned out, getting brighter as he walked on. Aaron squinted, his eyes not used to the sudden change in light. He started to walk slower now, confused by the change in scenery. It was quite a beautiful place; trees everywhere, with apples and peaches growing from them.
Before he managed to make sense of things, a woman peeped from behind a tree, greeting him with a warm smile. "Welcome to Bambi Orchard!" she said, taking him by the hand leading him to the largest tree in the orchard. Aaron blinked, feeling the map in his back pocket. So it really did exist? This wasn't some sort of sick joke was it? He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. The woman merely smiled, motioning for him to take a fruit from the tree. His eyes followed up the tree's massive trunk as speechless as he looked at the apples and peaches growing from above. "I-I...this...?" he stuttered out, pointing at the tree as he looked at the woman. The woman merely nodded, seemingly amused by the teen.
Aaron looked up again, not knowing how to respond. So...he was to have his own fruit child? Would he have to choose any random one or would it just call out to him? Before he could even think further, his world turned black for a moment as he felt something smack onto his face. He let out a yelp of surprise, as he jumped. Rubbing his forehead and grumbling to himself, he looked around to see what had decided to hit him.
It was a peach.
He picked it up, frowning at it. He looked up to see the woman's reaction, but she was gone. The boy blinked, looking around for the woman wondering where she had disappeared off to.
"You're going to pay for that..." Aaron muttered to the peach. "Dearly." ๑
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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 2:10 pm
The peach. It had grown.
Into some sheep-like...thing.
He could only stare at it, not knowing how to respond or react. It was quite cute; kind of like those stuffed animals that his younger sister had. But it was quite different. Instead of acting cute, this...thing or creature(?) was fond of showing off his prowess. It enjoyed lifting peaches and apples constantly, and seemed to try and be impressive to the female (were they female?) peachy creatures.
The woman had come by again, right after it had grew. Giggling at it, she said its name was Gerrard and that it was now his companion.
What kind of companion is this?!
It was the complete polar opposite of him! Whereas Aaron enjoyed reading and studying, Gerrard had the attention-span of a gnat, choosing to chew on his books instead of reading from them.
The teen sighed. What was he going to do? ๑
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