~ℇѵℯrϒ ℊrℯαℸ ∂rℯαღ ℬℯℊίηş ωίℸℎ α ∂rℯαღℯr~
Цşℯrηαღℯ:
Storm X Angel
ηαღℯ:
Atlas
ℊℯη∂ℯr:
Female
ℴςςμ℘αℸίℴη:
Clockmaker, dreaming to become an aviator
ℳℯ αη∂ ℳϒ ςℓℴςķş:It started out as just a hobby....
Now look at what it has become,
An obsession, a prison,
It has captivated me, and now it
consumes me.
Tick tock..tick tock..tick tock...
All day everyday
Tick tock..tick tock..tick tock...
I hope one day I might leave
so that i might reach to the sky
and grab my dream from that cloud
up high where there is no use
for frivolous clocks[
Tick tock..tick tock..tick tock...
I wish to fly to the height of that sky
I might take one....
to remind me to
stay up in that sky
ℸℎℯ ∫ℸℴrϒ ℴƒ α ∂rℯαღℯr
One day I sat in my small shop of clocks. A small thud outside startled me, as i ran out to see what it was I saw the magnificent metal birds soaring up in that vast sky, and I dreamed that I was up there flying one. All the beautifully cut gears and sparkly new gauges telling everything there is to know. I hope one day to be able to be flying one. I sigh in defeat and reach down to grab the object that interrupted my clock making. Just another stupid paper. I remember throwing it on the desk and walking back to the back of the shop, as I was almost there I heard the small ding of a customer at the door, as i slowly drag my self back out I am startled to find that it was actually an aviator, and he was holding that small paper i brought in earlier. I quickly rush over to the front desk and ask him If there is anything in particular he is looking for. As he grabbed my most prized clock I begin to worry he might not like it, but instead he just set it down and glanced around before commenting on how marvelous my work with metal and wood are. I was a little confused, but then again why wouldn't i be? He holds up the paper that was on my desk and asks me how i would like to help him in designing the perfect plane for tricks. I remember standing there with my mouth agape as he continues on to say that he had someone drop of papers to let me know he would be coming, I guess i never looked at them, and he just smiled and said to meet him on the runway at his workshop anytime this week and he would give me real flight lessons. It was a dream come true. As soon as he left i ran back to my work room and threw everything into it's place before rushing out the door and flipping the 'open' sign to 'closed' and dashing down to tell my family, even if I was adopted they would still love to hear of my dreamer's dream come true.
℘ℯrşℴηαℓίℸϒ αη∂ Ъαςķ şℸℴrϒ
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Atlas Is a very active and creative plumerian, she loves to make clocks, but sometimes feels like she is trapped between dream and reality. She is a major day dreamer. She has always wanted to be a professional aviator. She dislikes anything stationary and has to be doing something. She is shy at first but in the end will always be very open and forthcoming with anyone she has know for longer than a minute. She daydreams about planes often and designs clockwork things very often. She can always be found hanging around the gates to a runway looking for clockwork inspiration and day dreaming of being up in one of the planes flying it with the experience of a professional. She has always loved machinery and as soon as she could walk she was always seen around machines, regardless of what they were. Atlas was adopted at a young age, but she has always known she was adopted, She is not aware if she has any siblings but often was seen around others that seemed similar to her. Aty was interested in machines since she was very young, she liked to just be around them and seemed to find the hum of machinery to be very calming and was allured by that soft hum. She began apprenticing under some wood whittlers and machine manufacturers until she was confident she could work on some wooden machines, or clocks, better than her tutors. She worked on clocks and day dreamed about planes when she was young, and continues to do so up to this day. She tinkers with broken clocks and makes her own, she specializes in highly mechanical pieces of work. She has never actually flown a plane, but knows all the gauges and the entire control panel as well as everything on the plane, she has been trying to save up for her flight lessons but can't seem to make enough money off of selling and repairing clocks to be able to go, until she was offered a deal by a kind man that was looking to commission an entire plane from her in exchange for flight lessons and flight privileges in the new plane 
ƒαѵℴrίℸℯ ℸℎίηℊş
Falloutboy and awolnation have to be two of my favorite bands by far, I absoloutely love sugar even though it is bad for you.... My favorite movie, well obviously Alice I mean come on it's a wonderworld! I hate summer to much to do and no customers, Winter is my favorite season, so calm and peaceful. I love flying and tinkering with old and new trinkets, Machinery is my specialty.Is day dreaming a hobby? Oh well, It's probably what i'm best at and seem to do the most, so i guess that accounts for my creativity, or that's what everyone says anyways. Pizza is gross and I honestly would prefer salad over it. I would rather sit inside sketching new machinery designs than going outside to socialize. I am an excellent artist ~αη∂ ∫ℎℯ'ş Jμşℸ α ∂rℯαღℯr ςαμℊℎℸ ίη
ℸℎℯ ℳί∂∂ℓℯ ℴƒ ℛℯαℓίℸϒ αη∂ ℳαķℯ-ℬℯℓίℯѵℯ~
1000/1000 words
maintenance drawing, Walking animation and anthro art drawn by me, plane drawing drawn by my sister
nacho-taco Of course the absolutely gorgeous art of atlas laying down is drawn by KioKami here on chickensmoothie. (I would give you a link but I don't want you to spam them with orders since they are closed. ^^)
