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Name:Ruben
Nickname:Ben
Gender: male
Element: Nature
Personality:
Ruben is a quiet gator who loves the sound of nature.
Though he might seem lifeless and dull to others.
He is actually the opposite. He loves a good book.
One that just seems to draw him in no matter how many times he's read it.
He loves adventure and science. Ruben loves to think about the world constantly!
With random ideas popping into his mind so frequently. He continually seems worlds away from our own.
He is very thoughtful and worryingly quiet. Others describe him as haughty and snobbish.
His close and dearest friends would never consider him those things.
Many of them would say he is quiet and doesn't talk much to others.
Though despite that, he creates an atmosphere that is surrounded with generosity, kindness, and wonder.
Much like a child, his imagination is endless. He loves the idea of fantasy creatures.
Anything mythical brings his imagination to life.
He is curious, serious, and caring. He loves unique words like Pluviophile.
(Which means a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.)
Ruben tends to be shy around strangers and extremely bashful too.
He tries not to draw attention to himself but usually, he fails miserably.
Song that reminds you of them:
X
Facts:
Is very clumsy.
Could trip on air.
When nervous he tends to get even clumsier.
Tends to wrap his tail around himself like a cat when uncomfortable.
Quirks:
Whenever he works hard his tongue peeks out.
Likes:
He loves light sugary treats.
The sounds of pouring rain along with its smell.
Books
Classical music.
30's era
Dislikes:
Loud noises
Story:
Ruben's perspective:
Ruben has always dreamed of being a writer from a young age. But he never thought it possible.
Until now. He now stood in front of Lacy's publishing. Where most of his favorite books were published from.
Slowly he entered excitedly. As he walked through the company towards the main office. Another gator caught his eye.
Her fur was like a beautiful red rose in spring. For some reason, he felt drawn towards her in an unusual way.
His eyes continued to take her in. Up until his guide caught his attention with a tap on his shoulder. The guide a small female gator seemed to rush Ruben towards the office. But before he entered he turned around once more to the place where the rose gator was once standing. She was gone. Like a wonderful daydream. He looked all around the office. But nothing. With a now stilled mind to the only thought that crossed his mind. "Was I just dreaming?" He entered the office, in the back of his mind wondering.
Throughout the interview, he felt a throb in his heart like he had forgotten something very dear and important to him.
By the time he had left the office the thought of the red rose gator had faded into his subconscious.
Like a distant memory, it stayed there. Forgotten until awoken by another.
Red rose's perspective:
The day that she saw Ruben again her heart beat so loudly. She thought all could hear it.
But no, everyone just continued with their work In the publishing company. As she looked around at all who worked she felt a gaze upon her. One that she had not felt in a long long time. She had missed that feeling. Before the accident, everything was normal, unchanged, and beautiful. But now everything had drastically changed. Like that time was just a dream never to return. Ruben had forgotten his memory of her. At first that had made her feel so very lifeless. And dull. And it still does. But whenever she barely saw him she felt her heart race and come back to life. She had to continually remind herself that he was different now. That he was not the Ruben she had fell in love with. But still, her heart went unchanged. On occasion, she would check in on him. Even though she didn't have the right she felt lost and incomplete if she didn't. But that day he had seen her. And she knew that something had clicked inside of him when he saw her face. For many times he had made that face when he had figured out a riddle or a puzzle. Her heart said stay. But her mind said flee. For a few minutes, she had stood gazing into his soft, gentle, eyes. She had missed those eyes looking into hers for so long. As he turned away from her she sadly rushed from the center of the room to hide into the shadows. There she watched him look for her. Her heart wanted to scream, "Don't stop looking for me. I'm right here!" But nothing escaped from her lips. He couldn't know about her. Not now but maybe just maybe in the future.
Name:Ruben
Nickname:Ben
Gender: male
Element: Nature
Personality:
Ruben is a quiet gator who loves the sound of nature.
Though he might seem lifeless and dull to others.
He is actually the opposite. He loves a good book.
One that just seems to draw him in no matter how many times he's read it.
He loves adventure and science. Ruben loves to think about the world constantly!
With random ideas popping into his mind so frequently. He continually seems worlds away from our own.
He is very thoughtful and worryingly quiet. Others describe him as haughty and snobbish.
His close and dearest friends would never consider him those things.
Many of them would say he is quiet and doesn't talk much to others.
Though despite that, he creates an atmosphere that is surrounded with generosity, kindness, and wonder.
Much like a child, his imagination is endless. He loves the idea of fantasy creatures.
Anything mythical brings his imagination to life.
He is curious, serious, and caring. He loves unique words like Pluviophile.
(Which means a lover of rain; someone who finds joy and peace of mind during rainy days.)
Ruben tends to be shy around strangers and extremely bashful too.
He tries not to draw attention to himself but usually, he fails miserably.
Song that reminds you of them:
X
Facts:
Is very clumsy.
Could trip on air.
When nervous he tends to get even clumsier.
Tends to wrap his tail around himself like a cat when uncomfortable.
Quirks:
Whenever he works hard his tongue peeks out.
Likes:
He loves light sugary treats.
The sounds of pouring rain along with its smell.
Books
Classical music.
30's era
Dislikes:
Loud noises
Story:
Ruben's perspective:
Ruben has always dreamed of being a writer from a young age. But he never thought it possible.
Until now. He now stood in front of Lacy's publishing. Where most of his favorite books were published from.
Slowly he entered excitedly. As he walked through the company towards the main office. Another gator caught his eye.
Her fur was like a beautiful red rose in spring. For some reason, he felt drawn towards her in an unusual way.
His eyes continued to take her in. Up until his guide caught his attention with a tap on his shoulder. The guide a small female gator seemed to rush Ruben towards the office. But before he entered he turned around once more to the place where the rose gator was once standing. She was gone. Like a wonderful daydream. He looked all around the office. But nothing. With a now stilled mind to the only thought that crossed his mind. "Was I just dreaming?" He entered the office, in the back of his mind wondering.
Throughout the interview, he felt a throb in his heart like he had forgotten something very dear and important to him.
By the time he had left the office the thought of the red rose gator had faded into his subconscious.
Like a distant memory, it stayed there. Forgotten until awoken by another.
Red rose's perspective:
The day that she saw Ruben again her heart beat so loudly. She thought all could hear it.
But no, everyone just continued with their work In the publishing company. As she looked around at all who worked she felt a gaze upon her. One that she had not felt in a long long time. She had missed that feeling. Before the accident, everything was normal, unchanged, and beautiful. But now everything had drastically changed. Like that time was just a dream never to return. Ruben had forgotten his memory of her. At first that had made her feel so very lifeless. And dull. And it still does. But whenever she barely saw him she felt her heart race and come back to life. She had to continually remind herself that he was different now. That he was not the Ruben she had fell in love with. But still, her heart went unchanged. On occasion, she would check in on him. Even though she didn't have the right she felt lost and incomplete if she didn't. But that day he had seen her. And she knew that something had clicked inside of him when he saw her face. For many times he had made that face when he had figured out a riddle or a puzzle. Her heart said stay. But her mind said flee. For a few minutes, she had stood gazing into his soft, gentle, eyes. She had missed those eyes looking into hers for so long. As he turned away from her she sadly rushed from the center of the room to hide into the shadows. There she watched him look for her. Her heart wanted to scream, "Don't stop looking for me. I'm right here!" But nothing escaped from her lips. He couldn't know about her. Not now but maybe just maybe in the future.
