by .The Bootless Box. » Sun Jun 23, 2013 11:59 am
{ name }Dusk ->
First thing that came to mind when I saw this beauty.
It just seemed to fit her for some reason ^^{ personality }Bright ->
She's so very bright, not the smartest crayon in the box but she's the shiniest. She is always smiling and is almost never serious, she tends to bee the life of the party. She shines like a star, and some are just drawn to her. She has a twinkling laugh and is very funny, she tends to tell many stories and some are untrue but she lets everyone know this somehow. One kia said "She's like a light to moths"
Funny ->
Deeper into her funny self she jokes the pain away. It's seemingly a character flaw, she can't ever get serious about too much and when she does, her world is ending. Not like "OMG my phone broke! My world is ending, AHHH!" but more like "If you don't run, they'll kill you too." kind of world ending. Some find her lack of seriousness annoying
Her Quirk ->
She has this.. thing about people who don't want to be her friend or at least acquaintance, she hates it. She always thinks she did something wrong. I makes her feel really vulnerable, and insecure; which she also hates.
Creative ->
She can just think of something and start to do it, she can come with many ways to do something. She loves to watch the stars at night and try to think of new ways to see them.
Kind ->
Although she can be annoyingly funny she also has this nack for cheering people up, though she's kind of made it her mission, to cheer those who are sad or upset up. She has good intentions but occasionally how she does it isn't as amazing. Other times she is funny, interesting, and can draw people to her like a light to bugs.
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Trusting ->
She's easy to trust but she does hide stuff and never has really fully trusted anyone. It's not that she doesn't want to, it's just that she couldn't. She never knew why, but she would never give anyone's secrets out if someone threatened her life. She simply wouldn't, but again she's always happy and never really has time to think these things.
Party Girl ->
This is going to be slightly... ironic, but as soon as dusk falls and most of the world sleeps she gets up to party. She loves talking and being around all the night owls like herself. It's the perfect scene for her, though she would never drink or anything. She often finds herself wearing sunglasses and sleeping in as the sun comes up.
So Not a Morning Person ->
If you wake her up she's not responsible for any injuries. Beware, she is not a happy camper in the mornings, especially really early. When she wakes up completely she her normal happy self but if you interrupt her sleep in any way you might as well be dead.
Absent Minded ->
Dusk is a tad bit of a.. well a blonde. She can forget something but randomly remember something else. Like she can walk into a room to get something, totally forget and think "Oh I'm so hungry"
Hopeless Romantic ->
It's not as bad as it sounds, she just dreams of finding her soul mate and really appreciates romantic, cheesy, sweet things. Warning boys, if you break her heart you may have some pretty mean friends up to bat, she's just that friendly.
(After I typed this I realized how much you probably don't want to read it, so sorry! It just feels right, the personality.. Now on to the story we go!){ story }(Told from Dusk's P.O.V., sort of, you'll see what I mean.)
"A story!? I'm great at those, you know." She thinks for a moment... "..Okay, a story about.. what?....Any ideas?" before anyone can say anything she almost shouts "Wait! I've got it, it's been on my mind for a bit." She says her face turning eerily serious. "This.. this story actually happened. I'm not making up some tale." She starts and stops looking at you dead serious.
"Anyways, it was about a year ago I guess, but I was helping a friend. I would tell you who, but I'm sure you don't know them." She pauses again and her face falls a bit. "You see, me and my mother where never close, but me and my dad where so much alike, we never stopped being around each other." Her face becomes blank as she recalls her memories. "My dad and my mom didn't get along all the time but their love was just.. something else.." She gets a small smile and a remembering glint to her eyes. "When my dad died, my mom was lost. So was I, I just let her sink into oblivion, mostly because I didn't know how to help her or myself at the time. Anyways my.. friend came along about 6 months after and helped my mom.." She looks at you like she's happy about something, probably making you a bit suspicious.
"He told her "One day I'll need your family's help, I'm sure you will." He was right, while my mom was better because of this brilliant friend of mine, he was losing his place in the world. He was always quiet and never missed. His family was murdered, that's how he helped my mom, plus he reminded her of her unborn son, because she had a miscarriage before she had me. So as he lost his way, I had found mine and then one day he showed up. About 2 years ago my mom passed, like I said about a year ago he showed up."
"He said this "My more distant family just gave me casserole at my brother's funeral.. Then they.. just went on living their lives as though I were never there. As if I meant nothing to them. I've never really been a.....You see, there are these people you come across occasionally. These bright, bright lights. They drift through life effortlessly. Unforgettable. I'm not one of them. I want to be needed. Or at least to be missed." He had paused and looked at me with a sadly sweet expression. "You are one of those, just like at Dusk, your the frist bright star in the sky." He said and I shook my head and told him. "You'll find your way, I needed you for my mom, and now you need someone. Not to be needed. I don't need to miss you cause your right here!" I had laughed and poked him lightly. "I may be the last star around at Dawn and the first at Dusk, but your the one that wow's people, like the sun, except until they bother to get close to you, they'll never know." After that and many other long conversations He left, And I haven't seen him since, nor do i think I ever will. But I know one thing, he's doing something great." She ended with a huge smile, this was something she like to share.{ art }[img]one%20goes%20here[/img]
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