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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 9:55 pm
Questor Information Username: MarshMallowPanda Mule SN's: Ailana Vegas Noelani IoDM Newbie? (Y/N): Yessum Serum: 54 :: Llama, 103 :: Wings // New! Serum 55 :: Box Elder Bug (aka Maple Bug) CODE for your quest banner(s): That'll be coming soon =3 Under Construction
Hey there =] Welcome to my quest thread to make Ailana, more oftenly called Vegas, into a winged Llama. Critique and comments are welcome and encouraged. ^^
Update! Vegas is now a in a joint quest with Harold (Forbidden Filly).
Table of Contents:
I. Introduction
II. Character Information
III. Animal Information
IV. Artwork
V. Critiques
VI. Current Funds
VII. Joint Quest Information
VIII. Reserved
IX. Reserved
X. Reserved
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:01 pm
Vegas, baby, Vegas
Name: Ailana 'Vegas' Noelani
Age: 26
Height: 5'6
Eyes: Chocolate Brown
Hair Color: Light Brown
Weight: 127 lbs
Ethnicity: Hawaiian
Marital Status: Single and being stalked.
Place of Birth: Oahu, Hawaii
Education: Vegas dropped out of UNLV after one semester, deciding that bartending and poker were more important than college.
Languages spoken: English and Hawaiian
Residence: Las Vegas, Nevada
Occupation: Vegas competes in illegal poker tourneys and works as a bartender at night.
Family: Both her mother and her father were born in Hawaii just as Ailana was. Her mother, Leilani, worked in her parent's store through out high school while her father, Kai, didn't have a job all through high school. The two met when they went off to the University of Hawaii. After four years of dating, the couple got married and then another two years later Ailana was born. She is an only child, her parents deciding that one was enough for them.
Vehicle: Deep Red 1965 Ford Mustang
Theme Song: 'Body Language' by Queen
Body Language Lyrics Give me body give me body body Give me your body Dont talk dont talk dont talk dont talk Baby dont talk Body language body language body language Give me your body Just give me yeah your body Give me yeah your body Dont talk Body language huh huh Body language body language You got red lips snakes in your eyes Long legs great thighs You got the cutest a** Ive ever seen Knock me down for a six any time Look at me I gotta case of body language Look at me I gotta case of body language Look at me I gotta case of body language Look at me I gotta case of body language Of body language of body language Yeah sexy body sexy sexy body I want your body Baby youre hot Body language body language body language Body language body language body language Body language body language body language
Favorite Gemstone: Jasper
Favorite Beverage: Quickie - 100 Proof vodka, triple sec, Apple Pucker, and cranberry juice.
Favourite Food: Spaghetti
Known Likes: Poker, most other card games, winning, alcohol, animals, the beach, surfing, pretty things.
Known Dislikes: Her stalker, people who lecture her because of her habits, being confined in a small space, angry drunks, perverts.
Phobias: Claustrophobic
Inventory:
- Two weeks worth of clothing suited for a tropical island: three bikinis, flip flops, skirts, tank tops, etc.
- Four decks of playing cards, yes four she always has a back up.
- Personal toiletries (Toothbrush, hairbrush, toothpaste, shaving cream, etc.)
- iPod
- A bottle of Vodka and all the makings for a Quickie
- Couple hundred dollars
- Cell phone
- MacBook
- A can of mace
Appearance:
 Vegas stands at around 5'6, not an imposing height but she can definitely see over whatever bar she happens to be tending. Weighing only 127lbs she's quite skinny but the look suites her, she keeps on enough weight so that she doesn't look like all the skinny, emaciated celebrities on TV. Vegas isn't vain, she does care about her looks to a point, but she isn't the type of girl who can't go outside without wearing make up. Truth be told, she hardly ever wears make up, unless she's going out on a date. The way she saw it if a guy didn't think she was attractive with her honey brown hair and chocolate brown eyes then there was nothing she could do about it. She would rather have a guy not like her, than have a guy like a face full of make up.
Her facial features are distinctly Hawaiian, offering no qualms about her nationality. Not that she minded; she was proud to be Hawaiian. In her mind, Hawaiian's were one of the more attractive and interesting cultures around, but then again she was biased.
The twenty-six year old's skin was naturally soft and Vegas helped it along with the occasionally lotion coverage. Her skin was also smooth, there wasn't a piercing, tattoo, or other self inflicted injury in sight. She did have a couple of scars, from falling off her bike, cutting herself while cleaning up glass, minor surgeries, and the like but nothing extremely serious.
Personality:
If there’s one thing that Vegas can do its read people well, she prides herself on being able to read just about anyone; especially during a poker match. She had always been a natural at reading people and figuring out their true motives and when her life was taken over by poker that skill only became more refined. Luckily for her, she’s also street smart which helps her not to do anything stupid after figuring out what a person is thinking. She isn’t perfect though, sometimes she can comment on a person’s actions much too brashly. She of course called it being brutally honest, but others mostly saw it as her being rude.
The only people she’ll soften her honesty for are those that she cares about, she won’t lie to them, but she will let them know the truth in a gentler manner. This is when her compassionate nature shines. Vegas would let any of her friends spend all night crying on her shoulder if that would make them feel better. For all of the ‘best friend’ qualities she has, she surprisingly doesn’t have a true best friend. It’s difficult for Vegas to become close with others and because of that she has never found anyone that she felt 100% comfortable with. Sometimes, on her days off, the young woman would stay at home watching Friends reruns (or any other cheesy sitcom) and admit to herself that she wanted to have friendships like that.
The 26 year old never dwelled on the fact that she didn’t have many close friends; she couldn’t, not in the type of profession she was in. Both playing poker and bartending required her to have a lack of depressing emotions (poker also required her to have a lack of jubilant emotions, but that was only at the table). She had learned the hard way that her patrons didn’t want to be around a depressed bar tender. So, in public Vegas always ignored the depressing thoughts and instead turned to her playful and flirty side. She wasn’t easy by any means, but the young woman knew she was attractive and she wasn’t afraid to have fun with it. She could flirt with the best of them, quick, witty banter that usually left men chuckling. Her flirting usually never resulted in anything though, she gave off a vibe that let men know she wasn’t truly interested in them and could usually talk her way out of any potential relationships.
The few times she did get roped into relationships was when she lost her self-control. Surprisingly this didn’t come from her getting drunk, being a bartender she had built up her threshold for alcohol over the years and could out drink most people. Her loss of self-control usually came from: getting overly excited, partying too hard, having extremely low spirits, and her temper flaring. Afterwards she usually tried to forget whatever stupid thing she had done the night before or, if she had to, she dealt with it and then moved on.
Background:
Ailana Noelani was born in Oahu, Hawaii to a pair of proud parents, Leilani and Kai Noelani. The first four years of her life she spent hanging out on the sand with her mom, watching her father surf. She didn’t remember all of it but going to the beach and walking in the sand has always soothed her. The toddler had friends on the island but she always wanted a sister. Before she could make any long term friendships though her parents decided that they had been in Oahu so long it was becoming monotonous. Wanting to go somewhere new they decided to go to a city that was nothing like Oahu: Las Vegas, Nevada. Without much warning the couple packed up and took themselves and their four year old off to the casinos.
Ailana never really missed Oahu, she hadn’t been there long enough and Vegas had so many distractions it was hard to think about anywhere else. As she grew up the sound of coins falling out of the slot machine became more soothing than the noise of the ocean and the bright lights of Vegas more welcoming than the tropical beaches of Oahu. Out of all the things in Vegas she had to admit, even at six years old, was the card tables at the casinos. She would always see them from afar while going through Circus Circus or when her father was placing bets on horse races. She loved to watch the reactions of people who lost and of people who won.
When she was eleven, she started holding nickel and dime poker games at her house. From there she excelled and started entering small time illegal tournies that were held, usually, in the back of one of the local bars. The boy's she played with started calling her Vegas, saying that they couldn't beat the house. When she was 18 a bar owner noticed her skill and offered to bank roll her for one of the larger illegal poker tournies in the area, Vegas accepted the offer and passed the point of no return. Poker became her life; she ate, breathed, and slept poker. She nearly dropped out of high school, but her parents stopped her saying that the only rule in the house was that she at least got her diploma. College was a different story, after only one semester she dropped out deciding poker was more important.
After a year the same bar owner that was bankrolling Vegas offered her a job behind the bar, he was running short on staff and given the bar’s less than legal activities he was willing to take whoever he could get. Vegas almost said no but then she realized that if she did take the job she would be able to start saving up enough money so she wouldn’t need him to bank roll her anymore. That would mean that she would be able to keep all her winnings instead of splitting them. The idea of being on her own and not having to depend on him to roll her made her take the job and at nineteen she began to learn how to tend a bar.
Her life continued in pretty much the same manner up until she was twenty-six. Sure, she went through a couple non-serious boyfriends, quit her job and then returned to it, and all that, but nothing really serious changed. She still lived in Vegas, she still lived with her parents actually. One large, illegal, poker tournament changed all that.
How does your Character get to/why was your character chosen for the Island?
Vegas has a knack for not only talking the talk, but the girl can walk it just as well too. When it comes to poker, she's got mad skills. However when it comes to luck...well, she doesn't have that down pact yet.
She wasn't a stranger to whooping a man in a poker match. Although this time, it was different. She ended up beating someone at Feral labs. The Feral employee wasn't exactly happy about loosing so much money (especially to a girl), so much so that he decided he needed to get even. Seeing that Vegas had no real family (her life was the bar and poker) he decided to come back and play her again, thinking her an ideal subject.
This time he decided that was going to lose again, and when he did lose what he lost was a 'great island vacation', which Vegas (being the go with the flow, spontaneous girl that she was) was quite happy to take from him.
What Animal Serum do you want?
Serum 54(Llama) + Serum 103 (Wings) = Winged Llama
New! Serum 54(Box Elder/Maple Bug)
Describe your ideal 100% appearance. (Under Construction, will be expanded upon and put into paragraphs)
http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f382/PandaChan_xx/IoDM/Vegas.jpg
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:15 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:42 am
Lookit the Pretty Colours
(Artwork) Old Concept Art Drawn by Forbidden Filly <33
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:53 am
Critiques Feel free to leave comments and/or critiques and I'll post 'em up here.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:57 am
Current Quest Funds Items:
None
Pure Gold:
25K
4K
+6K
= 35K pure gold
Donators:
6K ~ Forbidden Filly heart heart
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:59 am
New Joint Concept!
Entrants: Forbidden Filly and Marshmallowpanda
Character Names: Harold Parish (Filly's) and Ailana 'Vegas' Noelani (Panda's)
Relation: The Stalked and Her Stalker
Serum(s): Wheel Bug (Harold) and Box Elder Bug/Maple Bug (Vegas)
Brief Backstories
Both of these characters come from entirely different spectrums. Harold lived a mundane life of monotony, while Ailana lived in a world where the mundane just wasn't accepted. He was somewhat of a 'loser' type, barely making it through high school and then only went on to take two months of college before he decided 'it just wasn't for him'. He irritated his parents in the worst way, by disappointing them. They had a falling out over Thanksgiving that involved some yelling, a broken glass, and a flying turkey. Meanwhile Ailana left Hawaii with her parents at the tender age of four because her parents wanted something more fast paced and exciting. What they chose was Las Vegas and soon the small child became enrapture by the bright lights and distinct sound of the slots. What drew her in the most was the card table and by the time she was 18 she was fixated on the game of poker, playing at any chance she could get. The boy's she played with even started calling her Vegas, saying that they couldn't beat the house.
Back to dullsville, after a few more years of living the life of complacency Harold moved to Vegas after seeing one of those 'what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas' commercials. He decided that's what he needed! The guy just couldn't get a break, and figured this was a good way to stop being society's little butt monkey. But, it wasn't all it was cracked up to be; he was a loser there too. And soon he got a job at a laundry mat, which wasn't the most exciting thing in the world. Harold's sole purpose was to stay in the back and man the machines. He flicked a button and watched the clothes pass him to go into the cleaning machine and then...he did it again with the next batch. And again. And again. He's also lucky enough to ensure that items are not lost or misplaced with those of another customer. What a boring life he led! But his break came faster then he ever imagined. Soon he met 'Vegas', who by now was a staple in the poker world and worked at a local bar as a bartender.
He met her in the bar of all places and putting on his shy and innocent act, which wasn't really an act all things considered, he was able to take her out to dinner. Fortunately, the two made a connection and they ended up dating for a year. Though in terms of actual 'dating' it was more like a fling. On again, off again, the usual shebang. But soon things were not right in the world of Harold and Vegas. He was just too...boring. He still worked at the dry cleaning mat while she was now sleeping, eating and breathing poker. Harold just didn't fit into that fast-paced lifestyle. He complained that she was gone too long or that she wasn't being as intimate as he would have liked and she complained because he was prohibiting her from devoting time to her favorite thing. Finally, the dam burst and Vegas ended things with him. Harold was DEVASTATED, but he didn't, no, he COULDN'T and WOULDN'T lose her. He was utterly infatuated with her, so it just COULDN'T be over. He was content with 'being her friend' in front of her however.
However, secretly it was a different story. Harold began to resort to a deep ridden obsession with Vegas. He would leave work early just to watch her as she left home to go to the bar, he would come into the bar and keep to the back to watch her, knowing that if she DID catch him there he could play it off. After all, he was still her 'friend'. He then became braver, sneaking into her house when she wasn't there and doing things that…well lets just say, wouldn't exactly put him in a good light. He began to leave her messages, or surprise 'presents', even going as far as running off boyfriends or love interests and by that time Vegas knew she had a stalker. But the problem was that it could be ANYONE. She didn't expect it to be Harold. So he was quite pleased when she would come to him, upset and shaken, and he would lend an ear to her.
After all what were friends for?
To learn more about Harold here's his quest thread: X
To learn more about Vega here's her quest thread: X
What is it about these people that would make Feral Labs want to bring them on together? Vegas has a knack for not only talking the talk, but the girl can walk it just as well too. When it comes to poker, she's got mad skills. However when it comes to luck...well, she doesn't have that down pact yet.
She wasn't a stranger to whooping a man in a poker match. Although this time, it was different. She ended up beating someone at Feral labs. The recruiter wasn't happy about losing so much money (especially to a girl), so he decided to get even. Seeing that Vegas had no real family (her life was the bar and poker) he decided to come back and play her again, thinking her an ideal subject.
This time he decided that was going to lose again, and when he did lose what he lost was a 'great island vacation', which Vegas (being the go with the flow, spontaneous girl that she was) was quite happy to take from him. Of course, what she didn't know was that her stalker was there, watching her. And boy, Harold was not happy that the object of all his fantasies would be stolen from him for the duration of the 'vacation'. So, when Vegas left to go and celebrate before she caught her plane Harold approached the Feral employee and attempted to bribe him in hopes that he too would get a ticket. The more Harold talked with the Feral lab employee the more he realized that Harold would be a prime candidate. He had no ties, he was easy to mold, was used to monotony and he didn't even need a hook to step right into Moreau's island noose.
As for the animal choice, it would be interesting counter play to the two characters. Harold is the weaker of the two. He's socially awkward and lives in the shadows, so to speak. Yet, the wheel bug is powerful in its own way, draining every ounce of fluid in its buggy victim. Which is what, figuratively speaking, he'd want to do to Vegas. The box elder bug on the other hand is weaker, and eats only leaves, which is the perfect counter to the once brash and strong willed Vegas.
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 8:59 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 9:01 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2007 9:04 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:15 pm
The only thing I can think of is that I want an explanation for your animal choice. It just seems so random, and the combination adds to it. What's your reasoning?
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 4:55 pm
To be quite honest, she doesn't exactly need a reason. The animal choice is second to character and all that rot.
However, the Tauric thing is no longer available sweatdrop I'm sorry.
But besides that, you have a very good character :3
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2007 8:47 pm
Thanks both of you <3
and -headdesks- Thanks Thorn, I don't know how I missed that x_X -goes to change things up-
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Posted: Tue Jan 23, 2007 12:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 4:22 pm
You spin me right round, baby, right round...
O_o -doesn't see where it says no taurs- it says "Centuars, Mermaids, or other human-faced mythicals" but a llama isn't a mythical animal
...Like a record, baby, right round round round
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