Post by Tyson on Dec 21, 2007 18:20:10 GMT -5
Name: Sophia
Gender: she
Occupation: none really
Age: 8 months
what you are: cornish rex
Appearance: She has kangaroo-like ears and curly, corn-row fur. Her markings are similar to a siamese cat's; brown ears, tail, legs and face. The rest of her fur is a creamy off-white colour. Her eyes are blue and sparkly. She has an intelligent look in them, though barely noticeable to most.
Personality: Sandy is really weird. She's not stupid, but she comes off that way because she is always giddy and wacky. She'll find the silver lining to anything, even if she made it up off the top of her head and it really doesn't exist. She puts all her faith into it and, wha-la, she's taken for a less-than-smart cat. She doesn't really care about the opinion of others on her behalf, she just loves to put smiles on faces (or wherever else a smile might just happen to be). She'll randomly burst into song and verse, the lyrics of which she makes up as she goes along. She is strong-willed, kind and loving.
History: Sophia was walking with her parents but lost track of herself. She wandered, lost in the forest, alone and scared, walking aimlessly, when she reached Crazy Town. She walked into this strange new pace and although she was scared, she was overwhelmed with joy. The town had a positive effect on her, as though it were a drug that kept her happy all the time. As she walked through the town, she walked right into Tyson. She couldn't understand what he was saying very well, but she though he sounded really funny and followed him around all day. He often snapped at her, telling her to stop following him, but eventually gave up as she kept coming back. She did not have a place to live and would not go away, so Tyson had her sleep on the floor of his office, which is where he lives. She came to view him as a substitute parent. From then on, she followed him everywhere, never ceasing her weirdness, which was annoying at first, but eventually Tyson got used to her. She can understand what he is saying better than others and has even picked up a bit of terminology, so is a help to him. She now continues to live in Tyson's office.
RPG Ex: Sophia watched carefully as Tyson started some paperwork. It had been an hour now and she could barely sit still. "Can we go play," she asked him eventually.
"Haddaway," Tyson snapped.
"...When're ya gonna finish?"
"Chaynge," he grumbled.
"Change, loose change, Toddy's covered in mange..." Sophia mewed in a singsong voice. Seeing Tyson cringe angrily, she moved off to a corner out of reach and continued. "He's cold and he's tart, a right mean ole' fart. Sometimes he frets, but that's what he gets, for having chaynge about his mange!" She giggled a ran out the door when Tyson got up as a bear and roared, eyes blazing.
picture:
www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/966/35006091.JPG
Gender: she
Occupation: none really
Age: 8 months
what you are: cornish rex
Appearance: She has kangaroo-like ears and curly, corn-row fur. Her markings are similar to a siamese cat's; brown ears, tail, legs and face. The rest of her fur is a creamy off-white colour. Her eyes are blue and sparkly. She has an intelligent look in them, though barely noticeable to most.
Personality: Sandy is really weird. She's not stupid, but she comes off that way because she is always giddy and wacky. She'll find the silver lining to anything, even if she made it up off the top of her head and it really doesn't exist. She puts all her faith into it and, wha-la, she's taken for a less-than-smart cat. She doesn't really care about the opinion of others on her behalf, she just loves to put smiles on faces (or wherever else a smile might just happen to be). She'll randomly burst into song and verse, the lyrics of which she makes up as she goes along. She is strong-willed, kind and loving.
History: Sophia was walking with her parents but lost track of herself. She wandered, lost in the forest, alone and scared, walking aimlessly, when she reached Crazy Town. She walked into this strange new pace and although she was scared, she was overwhelmed with joy. The town had a positive effect on her, as though it were a drug that kept her happy all the time. As she walked through the town, she walked right into Tyson. She couldn't understand what he was saying very well, but she though he sounded really funny and followed him around all day. He often snapped at her, telling her to stop following him, but eventually gave up as she kept coming back. She did not have a place to live and would not go away, so Tyson had her sleep on the floor of his office, which is where he lives. She came to view him as a substitute parent. From then on, she followed him everywhere, never ceasing her weirdness, which was annoying at first, but eventually Tyson got used to her. She can understand what he is saying better than others and has even picked up a bit of terminology, so is a help to him. She now continues to live in Tyson's office.
RPG Ex: Sophia watched carefully as Tyson started some paperwork. It had been an hour now and she could barely sit still. "Can we go play," she asked him eventually.
"Haddaway," Tyson snapped.
"...When're ya gonna finish?"
"Chaynge," he grumbled.
"Change, loose change, Toddy's covered in mange..." Sophia mewed in a singsong voice. Seeing Tyson cringe angrily, she moved off to a corner out of reach and continued. "He's cold and he's tart, a right mean ole' fart. Sometimes he frets, but that's what he gets, for having chaynge about his mange!" She giggled a ran out the door when Tyson got up as a bear and roared, eyes blazing.
picture:
www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/966/35006091.JPG