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Post by emmeline on Jan 3, 2012 18:18:50 GMT -5
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[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Friends,[/style] [STYLE=height: 150px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;] FENCE(S), OCCASIONALLY FEEDS, ETC. Emmeline naturally keeps to herself, and is fearful of the intentions of others, which has given her a pool of even slightly trusted people that she could count on her fingers. She is like a feral creature, constantly wary and suspicious of others. She does tend to warm up more easily to those who offer her food, though it takes perseverance to actually befriend her. She also has a grudging polite relationship with the numerous fences she comes in contact with, if only for the sake of her livelihood, if nothing else. The very few actual friends she has she is almost foolishly loyal too, and is likened to a guard dog around them. [/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Lovers,[/style] [STYLE=height: 150px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;] SOULMATE, SWEETHEART, PUPPY LOVE, INFATUATION, ETC. There is only so much that one can possibly know about love at the tender age of twelve. All of the love that she has experienced as been familial, mainly directed towards her mother, and the image she has built up of her father. Romance has not crossed her mind in the slightest, not with the way she has had to live for the past few years. But she is not so naive that she knows nothing of what goes on between men and women. The most she would like someone at this point would be her being infatuated with an older, father-figure sort of person, though the infatuation itself would be entirely innocent. [/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Enemies,[/style] [STYLE=height: 150px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;] SOLDIERS, STOLEN FROM, BULLIES, ETC. Dust Town is a rather hostile place. Living there, and having her profession, has given young Em many enemies. There are the soldiers or other enforcers of the law who occasionally find the time to try and chase after some of the many criminals in Dust Town. The many, many people she has stolen from are enemies of a sort, though at this point she is good enough to avoid being detected most of the time. Her outcast nature gives her even more enemies, as even in that Augreth forsaken place, there are bonds made there that are stronger than any normal ones. Her intentional exile like behavior has earned her the scorn of many children, and she has quite a big handful of bullies.[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Other,[/style] [STYLE=height: 150px; width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000; overflow: auto;] RELATIVES, ETC. Emmeline has many relatives, from the few that remain on her mother's side of the family, and the numerous descendants of Augreth.[/style]
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Post by emmeline on Jan 3, 2012 18:19:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=Cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 520px; background-color: f0f0f0; border-top: 10px solid #000000; border-right: 1px dotted #000000;][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; color: 000000; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]♛ record plots[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Name, Age, Relation, ★[/style] [STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/1pFGo.png); webkit-border-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius: 60px; border-radius: 60px; border: 1px solid #000000; float: left;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000;] Light as a feather when I'm floating through. Reading through the daily news. Measuring the hurt within the golden rule, centimeters of ether. I'm heating the speaker motivational teacher with words that burn. People seeing the headlines lined with discord. It's either genocide, all the planet in uproar. Never good but rules of paradise are never nice. The best laid plan of mice and men are never right. I'm just a vagabond with flowers for Algernon. The average Joe who knows what the fuck Is going on it's the hope of my thoughts that I traveled upon. Fly like an arrow of God until I'm gone. _★[/style]
[STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; text-transform: uppercase; color: 4F4C45; text-align: left; padding: 5px;]Name, Age, Relation, ★[/style] [STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/1pFGo.png); webkit-border-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius: 60px; border-radius: 60px; border: 1px solid #000000; float: left;] [/style][STYLE=width: 400px; background-color: C1D1D0; margin-top: -20px; margin-left: 40px; padding: 5px; color: 000000; border-left: 1px dotted #000000; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; border-right: 5px solid #000000; border-top: 5px solid #000000;] Light as a feather when I'm floating through. Reading through the daily news. Measuring the hurt within the golden rule, centimeters of ether. I'm heating the speaker motivational teacher with words that burn. People seeing the headlines lined with discord. It's either genocide, all the planet in uproar. Never good but rules of paradise are never nice. The best laid plan of mice and men are never right. I'm just a vagabond with flowers for Algernon. The average Joe who knows what the fuck Is going on it's the hope of my thoughts that I traveled upon. Fly like an arrow of God until I'm gone. _★[/style]
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Post by XIU HUA on Jan 3, 2012 23:26:55 GMT -5
I had to, she's too cute ;n; My thoughts here are simple and easy to understand: sort of kinda brother-sister-awkward uncle-friendship thing! Did you get all that?
To clarify, Xiu travels everywhere even the Canis lands and I can certainly see him visiting Dust Town to play music and sing, not for money but to just bring some cheer. He'd of course pity little Em and it'd be fun if she stole from him and he tricked her into thinking she'd gotten away with it only to reappear. He'd feed he whenever he visits and if they hit if off he'd probably come frequently to check on her. maybe take her with him if you're interested. But he'd also probably be the most serious with her. Even though she's just a child she's had her own hardships and maybe he'd confide some of his guilt while treating her like a feral cat since she'd probably be hostile right off. He'd end up just sitting there talking, then start singing and then maybe fall asleep.
Anyway that's all I got.
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Post by emmeline on Jan 7, 2012 13:53:53 GMT -5
XIU && EMMELINE [/size][/center][/font] Haha, I can see the whole 'her munching on a loaf of bread while he tells her random shit about when he was younger' sort of scenario going on. Of course, she'd be more interested in his food at first, but eventually she'd start listening to what he tells her and stuff. I suppose he could try to take her with him, but it would be taming a feral cat, like I said. Perhaps the first time they meet would be her hearing his music and coming to steal from him and him catching her? Haha, would you want me to start a thread or do you want to do it?
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