This thread is for my and Raleigh forms for Parra batch #275.
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Gender: Male
What is one weird thing about this parra?:
He likes to hang upside down from the ceiling like a bat but he isn't a bat
so he always falls because he's pretty clumsy.
Midget or Nah?: tbd
Personality: Dominique is a sweet kid who wants to be
helpful to just about everyone. Boisterous and loud, the kid
is usually considered annoying, troublesome, and more than a bit
of a jabber jaw. But he's truly a good kid. Just doesn't always
think things through right away. In fact he doesn't always think
things through at all really before jumping head first, most times
literally, into something. He likes to call himself aerodynamic that
way. And his dream is to fly far, far away and he's pretty determined
for a wingless parrapup to do just that.
'Shipwreck in a sea of faces
There's a dreamy world up there'
░░░░▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓░░░░▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓His History:
There is much that is unknown about young Dominique's life. Those that have met him never think to ask him where he came from or where his parents were. And Dominique never wanted to tell anyone truly. However when he was a far younger, his memories of his mother were vague but important. His mother and he were on their own most of the time. However his mother was very ill and when she had to go to the hospital she gave him a suitcase full of their things, namely of her things; her treasures, and told him to head home. That she would come back in no time.
She never did.
Dominique instead had grown up following clues to find his father, wanting to tell him the news of what happened. Suitcase clutched tightly in his hand the boy went through woods, crossed rivers and ran through fires all to find the father he never knew. He never found him. In truth, it burns Dominique up to this day, thinking of his mother and the father who abandoned them. He'll never say it, never think to say it, but on the coldest winter nights he thinks of her and if you were to stumble into his room and push away all his schematics and inventions, his suitcase would be there. A reminder of the person he lost and of the one who lost them.
His 'wings':
Dominique always loved to watch birds fly, but his designs for his wings are more or less more akin to bats. The webbing between his shoulders and his flanks are stretched wide to help him catch more wind in them as they are strapped to his paws. The staff keeps him balanced and his back straight, allowing him to accelerate at a lightning speed thanks to his slicked back fur on his head and his smooth furred body. His tail acts as a rudder and he uses it to change direction of where he wants to go. All in all this is the first time his invention has actually worked so he's very proud and very protective of his 'wings'.
What does Trent mean to him?:
Who? Trent? Oh well Dominique thinks the guys is pretty self-centered and annoyingly brilliant artistically, something Dominique would normally have been jealous of as he's more on the technical side of things. However Dominique and Trent have a certain bond that not many people will see. They are both outcasts but Dominique thinks it important to band together in times such as these and holds an odd respect for the artist and his unorthodox methods with paint 'bombs'. Some of the time he models for him to show off the skill and vision that Trent has.
Username: Raleigh
Name: Trent
Gender: Male
Midget or nah?: Nah
"My name is Trent, and I want a REVOLUTION!"Trent, best known by his streetname: TNT, is a steadfast
Parrapup of impetuous nature. He's brash, cocky, but a
hardworking and caring young boy at heart. He strives
to bring about his ideals and won't let anyone dampen
his rebellious soul.Trent wants to grow up to be a successful street artist
with the likes of Banksy and ETAM. Growing up in the slums
acquainted him with various people who shared the same vision.
Ever since, he's been painting drywalls for menial amounts
of cash which he used to buy more equipment. Spare change
always went to keeping him and his friends fed.
Trent has a sharp mind and is always willing to learn how
to improve his craft. He's artsy and innovative, and believes
in his ability to bring about change. He's always up and about,
drawing up ideas, creating new 'tech' to aid him on his
little painting sprees."So, what is it I want to change about the world?"Trent strongly believes in the saying "Make Art; Not War."
His vision, planted firmly into that belief, kept him going
even after being left to survive on the streets. He never had
to resort to stealing or looting stores for anything, let alone his
gear. He makes his own makeshift paint bombs and air-brush
guns from stuff he finds at the junkyards. He wishes for
a world without violence and one that instead
patronizes the beauty of art. He hates the notion of art
being useless in times of desperation. Thus, works towards
a future where art is a valued and protected resource that
helps better lives, just as it did to his. Ambitious as it may sound,
he intends to continue with his goal, one wall at a time.
Trent marches on, head held high and spray can in hand.
He doesn't want just change. He wants a revolution.
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