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 Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 3:16 pm
Character name: Clara
Link to journal AND/OR Quest Thread: [journal]
Describe your character's personality in less than 30 words: Strong sense of justice (at least, her own sense of justice), timid on the inside, finds it difficult to express herself, quiet, afraid of taking risks
Does your character have a ship/ OTP? Nope
Describe your character if they were a vegetable: Goya cause she's all bitter on the inside /shot a billion times
What is your character's favourite music/ song/ piece? Would probably be some kind of theme song to some anime or something emotion_facepalm
What is your character's hobby, if they had spare time?
Is your character more arts, science, or sports inclined? Sports
What type of personality traits does your character gravitate towards? Welcoming, honest, kind
What are your character's personality traits (Good ones?) Loyal to her friends
What are your character's personality flaws? (so many things) low self-esteem, shy (I guess that counts?)
What is your character's favourite colour? Orange
Describe your character if they were in the opposite faction: As a Horsemen, Clara would probably belong to War.
What would your character look like as the opposite gender OR 10 years into the future? Clara hopes she has changed in 10 years, but fears she is still the same as her current self. (gj avoiding the question Clara OTL)
If your character was an Amityville Professor/ Division Leader/ Horsemen Clans lead how would they teach others? The classroom would be very quiet...and if Clara were to start talking, she would be checking her notes every other word to make sure she's not saying the wrong thing and she would be speaking in a very quiet voice. Or if she had the option, she really wouldn't be teaching at all ahahaha.
Who does your character look up to? Clara's been avoiding people too much to know anyone but probably people who can easily make friends?
What is a great weakness of your character? Clara wants to change but fears changes aren't going to be "positive" (in the way she wants change to go, I guess)
What are their favourite foods? Clara doesn't really have a favorite food because she's a ghost and she doesn't like places like restaurants/various other food places because there can be a lot of people and it can be loud
Favourite fashion style? Clara doesn't have really have a favorite fashion style...she likes clothes that cover up skin?
Favourite minipet? Clara loves all minipets :D
If your character was in a fantasy novel who would they be? That random villager the protagonist talks to or maybe that side character with a dark past idk
Describe your character as a mythical creature: idk anything that runs away quickly? /shot
Describe your character as a Disney princess and/ or Villain ARIEL IDK I've watched like 3 disney movies /cries
If your character could travel anywhere where would they go? She would go anywhere with her friends.
If your character could confess one great secret what would they confess? Clara would confess that even though she avoids others, she really wants friends.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 4:50 pm
78. Laughter
Laughter and chatter.
Sure, there were other sounds surrounding her, like the sound of shoes clicking on the ground as their owners hurriedly walked past and the screeching as old windows opened to allow the evening air into stuffy rooms, but voices talking and chuckling were all Clara could hear.
"Hey, where should we meet up tomorrow?" A voice behind her asked. She knew it wasn't directed at her so she didn't bother turning around.
The voices accumulated in her head, the old ones repeating over and over as if they were broken and the new ones piling on top. They jabbed at her, reminding her of her lack of company and her lack of friends. And worst of all, the laughter seemed to be directed at her. She tried to tell herself that couldn't be possible because not only did she not have any friends, she was sure no one paid any attention to her existence. She was just another smear in the backdrop of their daily lives. Bitter resentment welled within her. Eventually, Clara made it to her room and sat down beside her bed. The voices stopped, but their presence remained.
Some days, Clara didn't mind being alone. But today, today was not one of those days.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 5:36 pm
24. Joy
Snowflakes twirled around her and as the first few lines of a certain song rolled into her mind, Clara couldn't help but allow the corners of her mouth to twitch upward as she hummed along. The snow would have been knee-deep if it hadn't been for the students before her that had trodden the same path. Judging from the slush of dirt, mud, and snow, Clara was far from being early to the JOY class. Perhaps she was even late. Her steps quickened.
She sincerely hoped there wouldn't be glitter this time, but it seemed the sparkling substance was a staple for the people from the Land of Joy.
Up ahead, Clara could vaguely see the shape of a wooden cabin, the lights within pulsing through the window. She made another effort to hurry towards her destination. Boy, it was cold.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 8:51 pm
18. Betrayal
A pebble kicked by boots belonging to an angry individual on a search. The pebble split into two on contact with the pavement and the halves bounced in opposite directions before rolling to a stop. A clean cut. A clean break. It was not always so.
The stomping slowed as the ghoul sharply turned and kicked a tree. A fruit of some sort fell and she rubbed the spot where it had made contact with her shoulder. Bending over, Clara was about to chuck the fruit back at the tree, but thought better and placed it at the roots before sitting down beside it. The exhaustion was plain on her face, but anyone hunting someone down for three days with no success would be.
How could someone be so heartless? What was the point in building up so much trust, only to slash the fragile bonds that were so carefully built into shreds and abandoning it altogether to rot? Was it funny? A joke? She couldn't understand what intention that person could possibly have had but she could understand this: losing something you just gained could only make you miserable. The anger within her quelled and tears rolled down Clara's face before disappearing under blades of grass.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 2:28 pm
65. Bully
Clara has a strong sense of justice. Except not everything is black and white like she first believed.
It would never occur to her that maybe the victim she helped was the bully, and the bully she stopped was the victim exacting revenge after enduring months of torture, humiliation, and suffering. Because to Clara, right was right and wrong was wrong.
Maybe she just didn't stop long enough to consider the possibility. Maybe she just didn't have to experience it yet. Maybe she knew, but the thought was shoved out of her mind by firm hands ... because if she allowed such a possibility, if right could be wrong and wrong could be right, then she wouldn't be able to fight for justice. And she wouldn't be able to take revenge.
Luckily, such a thought has never occurred to Clara. Because if it did, she would stop, frozen in her tracks, unable to continue.
(ooc: drabbles are getting so weird and bad I'm sorry)
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