The Journey Home
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Thread Topic: The Journey Home
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Name: Lance Turnright
Age: 25
Looks:
Personality:
10 good traits
-very accepting
-poetic
-courageous
-athletic
-cautious
-affectionate
-humorous
-extremely kind
-environmentally friendly
-sensitive
Bad personality traits
-relatively overprotective
-slight anger issues
-very guarded
-a bit shy
-sometimes thinks before he does
Likes
-animals
-helping others
-books
-writing
-adventures
-ale
Dislikes
-very few things
sorry it's not as in-depth as usual. kind of stuck. -
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it's ok :)
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Post your character?
Also sorry I'm really only sliding a response in there when I can I'm hecka busy -
Oh remember what I said before? XD
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Personality?
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I could do that
I think the creature would be rather intelligent but speaks only through body language and sound mostly, but does also speak in a very odd language not known by anyone in the the whole region, might be rather grumpy and distrustful at first but if one could prove that they mean well, then the hard shell cracks and falls apart showing a more loyal and cautious side, also sometimes affectionate and a little selfless
This seems more like a fantasy thing -
Okay. Do you mind starting? :_)
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( I'm not really sure how )
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(That was my issue.)
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Don't worry about it, as soon as I wake up, I will find a way to start.
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Hello?
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Probably wise to tell me about the world it's in.
The wind was picking up as I adjusted the collar of my coat. The brisk winter cold was nearly unbearable, and I easily found myself shivering with every step I took. The tavern I had exited had only just closed up, boarding it's door with a wooden slab as it typically did. My main goal was to return to my home before it began to snow. I had seen the relatively bleak weather forecast in the almanac I owned, which was typically utilized for means of tending to the small garden situated behind my house. Though it was not always entirely accurate, it appeared to be today, basically predicting every condition perfectly. I was unaware of most people who read the almanac, but I would always be a customer regardless of the years that decided to pass and the technology that was always seeming to be created. -
( might wanna change your character's appearance just slightly, and I think we should worldbuild a bit? )
I was trying to rest the best I could, but the chamber I was in was rather cramped, my paws, neck, even my tail were tightly chained to the ground, I huffed, folding back my large tall ears, which were notched, and torn slightly with one ear, the left, slightly more weak and droopy then the other, I hated those humans who flared me right out of the sky, it was very painful, then they had knocked me out and now I was like this, stuck, captured, trapped... I had kept the number of days and months in my head and I had been stuck in here for a few months now, I didn't know what his place was ( he was actually shot by a group of humans causing him to fall from the sky ) -
( wolfy? )
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