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Roleplay Original Character Descriptions
Not that very many of you might careeeeee! But, for those who do, (<3) I have a few descriptions for all of my OC's in case anyone wished to rp. This includes characters I haven't drawn yet xD. This sort of sums up the character and his or her personality/relationships! 
Aluraa:
Hair: Dusty Rose (Pink)
Skin: sickly pale
Gender: Female
Eye color: Golden/ Bright yellow 
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 155 lb
Age: 23 (Depending)
Garb: She usually wears travel/mercenary attire...likes manly boots and vests. 
Personality: Aluraa is the more  of my brute character. She's got quite a sassy, fiery attitude and loves to start trouble. 
Interested in: Women. -Aluraa finger snaps- "Ladies" Bl. 
Etc: She's definitely an open world character and can be in virtually any roleplay/ roleplay world. 
Soleiana:
Hair: Ashen Brown (Dark Brown) 
Skin: Sightly pale
Gender: Female
Eye color: Bright Violet 
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 140 lb
Age: 19-21 (Depen
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Valentines :iconsoleiana:Soleiana 5 7
KOTOR II - Nice Outfit :iconetyrnalone:EtyrnalOne 339 25 Meetra Surik - KOTOR II :iconetyrnalone:EtyrnalOne 493 31 RWBY OC - Ember Fawkes :icondiyaru4500:Diyaru4500 202 25 Dark Mage minecraft skin :icondinowcookie:DinowCookie 8 22
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Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 3
Scene selection.
November, senior year of high school. Chapter title: “Decision.”
OK.
I think it was poetry. “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock,” I believe. But I’m not too sure.
You see, I was too busy daydreaming to really pay attention.
Or, should I say, “lost in thought”?
Anyway, my brain was so preoccupied with other thoughts that there just simply wasn’t room for even the discussion going on in one of the two classes I didn’t absolutely despise—English. The other was Calculus.
Oh, my brain.
Engineering? For NASA, so I could send rovers and shuttles into space and be the first to see new pictures of the Great Beyond that I had grown to love and gaze up at so much? That sounded wonderful. But, as much as I sincerely loved math, it didn’t like me back. That, and I had recently learned that you don’t actually get to see pictures. Just locked up in a room cranking out numbers as you get back codes and images tha
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Literature
Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 2
Rewind to junior year, high school. Winter break. Just before Christmas.
Pause.
A girl sat perched on a barstool chair, her knees drawn up to her chest, one hand resting on the keyboard of the large-screened laptop sitting on the high countertop in front of her. She stood around 5’4” tall, and thin. Quite thin, thanks to an abnormally high metabolism. She turned sideways, and you lost sight of her. But she wasn’t just skin and bones. You could hardly tell, but eleven years of playing soccer—from preschool to freshman year of high school—had left her muscles lean and strong, especially her long legs. Her scrawny appearance betrayed her true strength. Her skin was light. Whiter than even the whitest, but still with enough pigmentation so you knew she was indeed a living human being. No one ever guessed in their wildest dreams that she was half-Mexican. She tanned in three minutes and burned in five. No one in her family knew where she had gotten skin like th
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Literature
Amongst the Moon and Frost: Chapter 1
Cake scattered the floor.
It was a beautiful red color. Red velvet. Splattered all across the tile that was yellowed with time. There was one big chunk, surrounded by others that slowly grew into smaller and smaller crumbs the further they were from this central fragment. A few of the slightly larger pieces had been grinded into the kitchen floor, smushed into it, trampled by angry feet. They looked like random dark crimson blotches among the innumerable crumbs. The way the broken cake looked, the whole scene strongly resembled a horrible, grotesque, quite unique murder scene.
Like the floor was tainted with blood.
It would have been quite the wonderful, delicious cake, too. It was moist, but not too much so. Fluffy. Just the right balance of ingredients. Holding together on your fork until the moment you ate it. Melt-in-your-mouth. A delightful quality only found in the culinary creations of true masters of pastry. She had quite the plans for this cake. It was going to be shaped like
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Sleep Tight: Chapter 3
The last time Jack had felt so awestruck and so caught off-guard by something was when he had first seen North’s sleigh, which had sprouted jet-like wings and was far more modern than he had expected it to be.
They had come whilst the five Guardians were arguing amongst themselves, trying to determine the reason why the Man in the Moon had gathered them all at the North Pole (apparently North had had a feeling in his belly) and, more importantly, why he hadn’t established communications with them. The five had been so engrossed in their argument that they hadn’t noticed the newcomers until their large figures had blotted out what little moonlight shone into the grand reception room, their massive, flapping wings creating a powerful artificial wind that had knocked a good number of elves over. Needless to say, their arrival silenced the Guardians, making them turn their attention to the three insects that stood before them. They were moths.
Lunar moths.
But they weren&
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Everlasting Snow: Epilogue
Hmm?
Oh, hello!
I didn’t see you standing there.
What’s up?
…Quiet one, ain’tcha?
You seem like a good listener, though.
I could use a listener.
Say, would you like to hear a story? It’s a love story. But I promise it’s not a drag. It has noble heroes, a complex villain fighting them for all the goodness and light in the world, with twists and turns at every corner and stuff. Trust me, it’ll really tug at the heartstrings, play with your emotions on all ends of the spectrum. That is, if I can tell it right…
Yes? You would?
Awright!
Go on, take a seat. Get comfortable. It’s a pretty long tale.
There ya go.
Oh hey, what’s your name? C’mon, don’t be shy.
Heh, I like it.
So, this story is about the love between the eternal spirit of winter and a mortal human being, like you, and the trials and tribulations that they went throu—
My name?
Who am I, looking the way I do, with the ice on my clothes an
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Literature
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 64
Despite the battle that you know must be going on for Jamie—for the children of the world, for hope, joy, and light—you somehow manage to fall into a restless sleep.
Maybe it had something to do with that moonbeam that wiggled its way through the canopy of dark clouds and flooded directly into your bedroom.
The moment sleep takes you, you’re transported into the realm of dreams.
You’re standing in an entirely white space. So pure, so devoid of anything corrupt. It goes on endlessly, stretching onward for all eternity.
Not knowing what else to do, you walk forward, your footsteps echoing even though you’re barefoot.
Just when you begin to think that you’re absolutely alone, you feel a presence behind you.
You cautiously turn around, bracing yourself for anything.
Well, just about anything.
Because what you’re now facing completely throws you off.
Or rather, who.
He stands no taller than four feet high. He’s dressed like a gentleman,
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The name's Zach
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