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 Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 6:36 pm
Character name: Mayaa
Link to journal AND/OR Quest Thread: [x]
Describe your character's personality in less than 30 words: Happy, bubbly, cheerful, a menace to all
Does your character have a ship/ OTP? (pairing) FEATHERSHIP she ships herself to anything with feathers
Describe your character if they were a vegetable: Carrot
What is your character's favourite music/ song/ piece? TBD
What is your character's hobby, if they had spare time? FLYING
Is your character more arts, science, or sports inclined? ... sports?
What type of personality traits does your character gravitate towards? Cheerful and bubbly?
What are your character's personality traits (Good ones?) CHEERFUL, bubbly, happy-go-lucky (forever repetitive)
What are your character's personality flaws? Naive, easily distracted, scatterbrained
What is your character's favourite colour? Orange
Describe your character if they were in the opposite faction: A war horseman who'd try to love humans IDK she'd be a fail horseman
What would your character look like as the opposite gender OR 10 years into the future? Like herself. Without boobs. And maybe proper clothes/pants
If your character was an Amityville Professor/ Divison Leader/ Horsemen Clans lead how would they teach others? You do not want her teaching your scarelings
Who does your character look up to? Trisha * u *
What is a great weakness of your character? MINIPETS
What are their favourite foods? spookiesssssssss
Favourite fashion style? CUTE FRILLY STUFF
Favourite minipet? EVERYTHING IN HERE
If your character was in a fantasy novel who would they be? Some really annoying side character
Describe your character as a mythical creature: A harpy (hur)
Describe your character as a Disney princess and/ or Villain Pocahontas haha
If your character could travel anywhere where would they go? IDK
If your character could confess one great secret what would they confess? she really likes minipets
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 8:56 pm
Mayaa loved all her friends dearly, and cherished each one. Though there were some she didn’t see much now, she never forgot about them, and hoped to spend time with them again when they were free. There was Draven, her very first friend, and though she didn’t see him much now, she really liked spending time with him. She wanted to thank him again for helping calm her hatchlings down, and for saving her from being harassed by her mischevious hallowed hatchling. Then there was Cormick, who she had a lot of fun talking so, but sadly, he didn’t seem to feel the same. Perhaps he was just grumpy, and needed more friends!
There there was Trisha, her BEST best friend, and she was so happy the two of them shared a love for minipets. And Emily, a ghost student she had met but briefly, but it was still really fun talking to her. And Vanya, fellow harpy! She missed her dearly, and hoped to see the beautiful ghoul again. And while she had many many amazing classmates and friends, she couldn’t forget about her fellow minipets and how they kept her company when the others were busy. To her beloved minis and dear friends, she wanted to tell them, “thank you”.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 3:48 pm
She had forgotten where she put it. Where did it go? She searched high and low, under her bed, every table top, even under her pillow. Where did she put it? Had she forgotten it? No, she was pretty sure she brought it back with her, but perhaps, just in case, she should go check. And so she left her room, asking each passerby if they had seen what she was looking for. With each one she asked, she felt sadder and sadder as they only shook their head, apologizing for not having seen the thing she sought. Just where oh where could it be?
Maybe she DID leave it in the creepataria, and so she checked every table, every chair. Even the floor. But it was nowhere to be found, and with a dejected sigh, she was prepared to leave. But oh! What if the lunch lady had seen it? Her hope was but fleeting when she said no, but offered to give her another one. No, it had to be THAT one, she had said. It was really special, and she had been saving it for a special occasion, but if she couldn’t find it, then perhaps it was never meant to be.
Too bad she would never find out her hatchling had eaten her lost spookie.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 8:14 am
Learning was always fun, more so when it pertained to minipets, and so the little harpy sat up straight, giving the professor her rapt attention. Every word was soaked in, and she smiled, feeling as if every piece of information was helping her become closer with the adorable bundles of fear. There were some things she didn’t understand, and some things which was much too complicated for her, but still she tried, even taking some notes here and there in a haunted book she often forgot in her room. If anything, it was a miracle in itself she had even remembered the haunted book, let alone the penstrictor she was busy scribbling away with.
On occasion, the penstrictor would give a hiss as her enthusiasm resulted in her clutching it too tightly, and she would apologize profusely, whispering kind words to it and stroking it to help calm it down. And then it was back to writing, scribbling away and making doodles of each and every thing she learned. School was for learning, and for once, she was acting as a student should be. Questions were asked, answers were given, and she felt that with this information, she could do ANYTHING. At least, that was until it came to hands-on work. And then she forgot everything.
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Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2014 9:16 pm
Happiness was a common emotion. Joy. Laughter. Uncertainty, on occasion, and confusion another. Anger was not something she often felt, nor sorrow, but despite this, she could not stop the tears that flowed, nor the ache that seized her heart, making him tremble. It was sad, so sad…
She was in a world, where friends were fighting friends. No, not just fighting. They were killing one another. All so that they would stand up on top. Even she herself was fighting, talons sharpened, a 2-sided smile. She held no malice toward her opponent, no, but it was something that was required of her. She had to fight. She was doing it not for herself, but for her kingdom, for the one who had taken her in after her home had collapsed, who had shown her mercy and compassion. He had not forced her, it was entirely out of free will, and she fought to repay the kindness she had been shown. Fought, and fell.
The little harpy drew her feet closer, hugging her knees to her chest as she let out a loud sob. It was scary, dying that was. Why did she have to fight? Why did she have to kill? Why were friends hurting each other. She never wanted something like that to happen. She just wanted everyone to be happy, smiling, to get along. Good thing this was just a dream. All a dream…
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2014 5:32 pm
“Wait, stop, don’t-“
Her hand slipped, and as she lost her balance, the nest toppled over, as well as the egg inside it, and he watched with horror as plummeted down to its doom.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it!!”
With a flap of her wings, Mayaa swooped down, managing to nab the egg before it hit the ground, but then her wings got caught in some branches, and with a yelp, the harpy tumbled to the ground.
Her brother only shook his head, and with a resigned sigh, flew down, giving her a concern look.
“Are you ok?”
She only beamed up at him, nodded, and then lifted the egg up to show him.
“Look, all safe!”
Picking up the nest, the two returned the egg to its rightful place, and continued on their quest. A few herbs, berries… fearados meat? All in all, it was a extremely strange list, but she only reassured him that the cake needed to be as extravagant as possible. It was mama’s birthday after all! He already knew what the outcome would be, and yet, even though he suggested it would have been much more simpler (and sane) to just pick something up from the tart shop, she only shook her head, determined to see this through the very through.
And see through it she did. The cake was a complete disaster.
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