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 Zeraphia
11:47:46 Sickly Vah
Grim

Y'know, he felt like a name that started with M or maybe L.
 Zeraphia
11:47:31 Sickly Vah
Desti

Yeah, it's a fairly simple thing but where I seem to be running out of angel ideas... this allows me to keep doing designs with a fresh spin.
 Dont Fear The Reaper
11:47:22 Reaper / Grim
Vah
Of course.

I wont lie, I'm still trying to decide on a name for my new gray boy
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@Vah
Oh! Okay ^^'
 Zeraphia
11:46:13 Sickly Vah
Grim

Right?? The only catch is that they'd have to have a TH, since that's where the majority of the world information is. ^^'
 Dont Fear The Reaper
11:45:02 Reaper / Grim
Vah
:O That would be so cool!
 Zeraphia
11:43:37 Sickly Vah
Grim

Awhh thank you! :'D

I'm also debating about making an option where I'll take old angel designs of mine and put them into Aviari as well.
 Dont Fear The Reaper
11:42:46 Reaper / Grim
Vah
I may or may not have seen the new aviaris and went" O_O Pretty! Must get mush" XD
 Zeraphia
11:41:59 Sickly Vah
Desti

Wren is an Aviari, the little "closed" species I'm attempting. XD
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11:41:27 Toliska, Desti, Coy
@Vah
Which is an Aviari?
 Zeraphia
11:40:12 Sickly Vah
Desti

I've made two of the Aviari so far. I haven't sold any yet. ^^'

But I might toss an angel out every so often.
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11:39:31 Toliska, Desti, Coy
@Vah
Oooh. That's a very adorable design :o
Are they still being made out of curiosity?
 Zeraphia
11:37:46 Sickly Vah
Desti

I mean, my angels took off way more than I expected. And the test one; -Click-

He's gotten a lot of eyes looking at him. XD unfortunately, Wren is mine.
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11:36:42 Toliska, Desti, Coy
@Vah
Hey. Who knows? Maybe your closed species will make closed species popular again ^^
I would say it's at least worth a try to see if they will sell :)
 Destinations End
11:35:08 Toliska, Desti, Coy
I'll probably head off in the next hour or so. Might turn on some Bluey as I try to get tired.

In all honesty I am wanting to make my own Bluey universe where the kids are teenagers and I would include a bunch of fan characters I plan to make soon. I have so many ideas for a world like that ^^
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11:33:27 Sickly Vah
Emmet

Feel free to DM me, honestly. XD

Desti

I was too broke to do anything with a lot of closed species back when they were super popular. XD

I got into one but it was just a design choice lol
 Lackadaisy
11:31:36 Stray | ( He/Him )
Desti,

It.. would seem so..
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@Lack
I at first misunderstood your post and thought you were talking about being able to currently use a premium palette ^^'

I might need to try and get some sleep sometime soon
 Continental Wolves
11:29:54 Emmet , Spoopy Wolf
Vah
I may be of some help
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@Mist
Oof... hopefully you find some soon

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Iruna x Overthink101December 26, 2024 01:15 AM


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Iruna x Overthink101December 26, 2024 01:16 AM


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Name
Sylas "Lass" Swynford

Gender
Female

Appearance
Her hair is short and black. It's cut into an uneven bob with the left side longer than the right. It was originally unevenly cut due to Sylas' first time cutting their hair themselves and she eventually kept it as a design choice. She has light brown eyes and various smaller scars from cuts that never properly healed across her body. She also has a burn mark on her shoulder, a successful attempt at stoping the eldritch infection.

Personality
Despite being a woman, she's not really a lady. She has crude humor, often used more frequantly when she's comfortable. Though naturally distrustful of others, she has grown attached to her hunting group.

History
A Post slum orphan

Strengths/Weaknesses
Undecided

Other
Sylas is not her real name, but she took on a different name because she decided her old name was too feminine for this job. Despite picking a more masculine name, she's stuck with the nickname "Lass," much to her annoyance.


Edited at December 26, 2024 01:10 PM by Iruna
Iruna x Overthink101December 26, 2024 01:18 AM


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Name: Garvin Pyxis-Chip Nami.
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Gender: Male.
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Prolpgue Appearance:

Garvin stands rather tall at 6’ 5”, though he’s usually hunched to around 6’ 3”. His skin tone is a pale fair color with cool undertones that only add to how pale he is. Though, given that he has spent quite some time traveling through Meridian before, he’s managed to get a slight tan compared to what most people outside of Meridian have. He has freckles practically everywhere on his body.

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Garvin has a rather oval face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, but the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side. Now for the nose, slightly crooked with just how many times he’s broken it, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are thinner in shape, and you can usually find him with a grin or smirk of some kind, especially his signature Garvin grin.

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His eyebrows are rather thin. Despite them being thin and rather straight, they have a slight bush to them towards the end which gives them the illusion of an arrow pointing. Finally, his eyes with deep, heavy eye bags underneath them and usually bloodshot, (and whether that be from lack of sleep or his unhealthy habits, is unclear) are a deepset downturned hooded shape and dark gray in color, which he is glad for. Because if he had green eyes with his freckles and red hair, he’d certainly huff and puff unhappily(sarcastically, of course). His face is framed by unruly and wavy, almost to the point of curly, (2C to 3B) ginger hair. Well, if he would take good care of it, that is. Firey in color, though more on the gray side of the red hair spectrum, that is most oftenly messy and in his face, the tips of all of it going just below the ears in length, the back going down just past the nape of his neck with so many split ends one would probably think he cuts it himself. Which, he does.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, with everything about him pushing towards the idea that the muscle he does have is a lean sort of muscle. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man weighs in at around 170 lbs, his BMI at a healthy 20.16.

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As for scars, he possesses many. From scars on his back and shoulders that look like they’re from whipping, to burn scars on his legs and arms and feet, to cuts on his arms, to a singular one that looks like a slash across his neck, to scars that make it seem like patches of skin had just been scrapped off of him in different places (mostly his arms and back), to a scattering of small scars at his jawline, eyebrows, and across nose. He’s just covered in scars. His left hand has a small scar of a cut across his palm. And both hands have tiny scars all over, which along with his feet are just extremely calloused too. His wrists both have scars circling them. And, of course, there’s plenty of smaller burn scars in various places in order to avoid infections.

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Post-Prologue Appearance:

Garvin stands rather tall at 6’ 5”, though he’s usually hunched to around 6’ 3”. His skin tone is a pale fair color with cool undertones that only add to how pale he is. He’s managed to mostly lose the tan he’d gotten from stays and travels through Meridian too. He has freckles practically everywhere on his body.

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Garvin has a rather oval face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, but the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side and gaining more of a hollowed look by the week. Now for the nose, slightly crooked with just how many times he’s broken it, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are thinner in shape, and you can still usually find him with a grin or smirk of some kind, especially his signature Garvin grin.

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His eyebrows are rather thin. Despite them being thin and rather straight, they have a slight bush to them towards the end which gives them the illusion of an arrow pointing. Finally, his eyes with deep, heavy eye bags underneath them and usually bloodshot, (and whether that be from lack of sleep or his infection, is unclear) are a deepset downturned hooded shape and dark gray in color, which he is glad for. His face is framed by unruly and wavy, almost to the point of curly, (2C to 3B) ginger hair. Well, if he would take good care of it, that is. Firey in color, though more on the gray side of the red hair spectrum, that is most oftenly messy and in his face, the tips of all of it going just below the ears in length, the back going down to just above his shoulders with so many split ends one would probably think he cuts it himself. Which, he does.

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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, with everything about him pushing towards the idea that the muscle he does have is a lean sort of muscle. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man weighs in at around 160 lbs, his BMI at an, admittedly barely, healthy 18.97. Then again, pretty much all of that weight is muscle now.

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As for scars, he possesses many. From scars on his back and shoulders that look like they’re from whipping, to burn scars on his legs and arms and feet, to cuts on his arms, to a singular one that looks like a slash across his neck, to scars that make it seem like patches of skin had just been scrapped off of him in different places (mostly his arms and back), to a scattering of small scars at his jawline, eyebrows, and across nose. He’s just covered in scars. His left hand has a small scar of a cut across his palm. And both hands have tiny scars all over, which along with his feet are just extremely calloused too. His wrists both have scars circling them. And, of course, there’s plenty of smaller burn scars in various places in order to avoid infections. Which is just hilarious now, given he’s still ended up infected.

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As for the infection itself? The original site of infection was somewhere around his right shin, the exacts are rather lost on him now though. It’s managed to make a good portion of his right ankle to right calf black by now, after all. The blackened veins have gotten rather far too, managing to make their way almost entirely up his right leg before fading back into how veins are supposed to look. He’d cut the infection off but he kind of needs both of his legs to survive DON. So. He’s just a little stuck.

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Personality: He's a dumbass. He's sad. He's suprisingly charismatic. He's not having fun but damn is he good at pretending he is. Unless a job calls for silence and stealth, he's incredibly talkative. He's also a great storyteller, though how many stories of his are true and how many are lies, who knows. He dissociates rather easily, oops. He can still play a 12 string banjo, of course. I'll fix everything later.
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Strengths: Sewing, Thievery, Lying, Star Navigation, Small/Simple Repairs, Pain Tolerance, Hunting/Trapping, Stealth, Parkour Shit, and Alert.
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Weaknesses: Aquaphobia, Shitty Lungs, Apathetic, Can't Read/Write, Zero Good Coping Methods, Shitty Memory, Self-Worth Issues, Brute Force(He is Not a Tank), and Incredibly Selfish/Self-Preserving. (Infection Post-Prologue?)
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History: Orphan street rat. Where he's originally from, he hasn't got a clue. He's been traveling for basically forever. Well, up until the hunting group, more or less. You know, other than the people that would every so often take him in. It never lasted very long. The longest it did was with a group of travelers and even that was only for a few years. He got some names to put behind Garvin out of it though, kind of, so that's nice at least.
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Other: My poor orphan boy has come back, ready to face my evil whims yet again. (He's not ready, but I'm throwing him in. It's an evil whim. He shall never catch a break.)
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Themesong(s):
Because I have already made him a playlist oops.
Kings by Adam Jensen.
Rule #9 - Child of the Stars by Fish in a Birdcage.
For The Wicked by Friday Pilots Club.
Fallohides by We The Heathens.
Sail by AWOLNATION.
Back to the Ground by The Crane Wives.
Ship in a Bottle by fin.
Constellations by The Oh Hellos.
Architect by Livingston.
Oblivion by Dirty Palms.
Ain't No Crying by Derivakat.
Weight of the World by Shayfer James.
Play with Fire by Sam Tinnesz & Yacht Money.
Burning Pile by Mother Mother.
Pompeii by Bastille.
In the Woods Somewhere by Hozier.

Edited at December 27, 2024 12:59 PM by Overthink101
Iruna x Overthink101December 26, 2024 02:28 AM


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Somehow, Meridian made cheap alcohol taste well, even if it came from a dingy tavern and a chipped wooden mug. It was probably the sun. You couldn’t see the sun anywhere else in Kadath, except Ante but those smug pricks would die before sharing anything. It was either the sun or Geralt’s hairy buttocks mooning them as he pranced around on top of the table which was creaking and threatening to crumble under the weight. The rest of her rag-tag group laughed.

“You’re so fucking gross, no one wants to see that,” Sylas barked through laughter before kicking him in the shin, causing Geralt to lose balance and stumble back into his seat. She grabbed his pants and threw it at his face, “Cover up, dickhead.”

Alcohol was the worst on Geralt. He was not only the youngest, but lanky and having more bone than meat on you would make even the most distilled alcohol effective. Usually, he’d burst out into song or tears — the group often made bets on which one it’d be. No one expected him to blindly agree to arandom voice across the tavern shouting “take off your pants!” but no one also tried to stop Geralt. It was going to be too funny to tell him later, especially how to make an idiot of himself in front of his lady-crush, the tavernkeeper's daughter.

“Alright, pay up,” Tamar, the group’s leader, grunted through his last sips before slamming his empty mug down. “Y’all lost the bet. Don’t tell me ‘yer chickenin’ out now.”

Sylas grumbled a bit before sliding a singular Sanguine out. The blood-red crystal glittered for a moment before Tamar collected his earnings with one fell armstroke across the roundtable with a triumphant chuckle. “You rigged it,” she accused. “What’re the chances it went down exactly like you said?”

“And you sound like a jealous bitch I got on lady luck’s good side.”

“Stop fight.. Fightin’, Lass. ‘Thought we were all friensh,” Geralt slurred his words as he rested his head on the table with his eyes half closed.

“You-” she shoved his shoulder, earning a groan of protest before falling fully unconscious “-don’t get to talk. Lost my earnings because of you.” She leaned back into her seat with a heavy creak. “What’re you gonna do with all that money anyways? Shiny sword? New armor? An all-you-can-eat feast?”

“Nah, gonna save it up. Gonna get us out of this hellhole one day. Maybe afford a nice house in the countryside. Prob’bly Mer’dian.”

“Shit, now I feel like a bad person for thinking I was gonna join those Ante bastards and make you all my personal servants.”


Edited at December 26, 2024 01:18 PM by Iruna

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