WIP!
Username: ShimmerSolarPets
Name: Chara Capella (goes by both names)
Gender: Female
Personality:
Chara Capella is a very exuberant, playful Viscet. She is optimistic, always trying to look on the bright side of things. She is also somewhat mischievous, enjoying to pull pranks and laugh at others. Her sense of humor might seem cruel sometimes, but she does not have harmful intentions. Well, most of the time. Capella can also be quite sarcastic sometimes, and enjoys playfully teasing others. She is a trickster, and a clever one at that. She uses her wits to escape tough situations. While she might seem annoying, Capella is actually quite helpful towards others. If she sees another Viscet in trouble, she would help. Despite her optimism, she can be easily hurt by the words and actions of those whom she adores. Chara Capella is adventurous. She travels from place to place. If you meet her, it can be a curse or a blessing. Nobody can really predict what she's gonna do next. She might help you when you're in trouble, but she might also slow you down by subjecting you to her pranks. If we are to pick an alignment (D&D) for her, she would be a Chaotic Good (although she might lean to Chaotic Neutral sometimes) character. Despite her optimism and cheerfulness, Chara is far from being an open book. She often conceals her emotions behind a mask of happiness. When she's sad, she smiles. When she's angry, she smiles. So, if you ever catch her moping around in sadness, she must either not notice you or feel really, really heartbroken. Chara's optimism and willingness to help makes her quite naive, constantly making herself vulnerable to dangers. However, her wit and cleverness usually get her out of tight spots. Wild and unpredictable she may be, if she has taken a liking towards you, you will find a truly joyful ally. She will use all the tricks she know and go to extreme lengths just to help you out.
Word count: 323 words
Extra (Writing):
The sunlight streamed down from the gaps in the canopies of the trees. Birds were chirping happily. The woods were calm and peaceful. I skipped along the dirt path cutting across the woods. A smile was plastered on my face. The soft, gentle breeze caressed my fur. I wondered who I was going to meet today, and where I should go next.
Life as a wanderer is never easy. You don't stay in one place the way villagers do, and the wilderness has a lot of dangerous things. Of course, there are also nasty Viscets using forests to hide their rotten schemes. Bandits and assassins, among many others. In fact, currently, I've got a whole pack of assassins trying to kill me just because I messed with their leader once and kept running away when they tried to assassinate me. Of course, that's a story for another day.
However, life as a wanderer is also just as rewarding. The thrill, the adventure! The new Viscets to meet, the sights, and much more lay in the path of being a wanderer. Plus, it gives you an easy getaway from angry mobs should you play a prank. I love stealing the grins off those awful bandits and assassins. Some Viscets mark me as a brave vigilante, standing up to the dreadful criminals of the wild for them. Really, some Viscets just get the silliest of ideas sometimes. I'm neither a hero nor a villain. I'm just another Viscet.
Anyways, I continued on my way. That's when my ears caught the sound of something in the distance. Instinctively, I dove into the bushes nearby. The sound got louder and louder as it approached. It was a nice carriage. The wheels hit the dirt road with pleasant whirrs and thuds. My eyes caught sight of two figures sitting in the carriage. One was a handsome male Viscet, and the other was a beautiful female Viscet. His mate, I should think. Their laughter and voices rang out from the carriage's window, carried by the soft breeze towards my ears. I smiled.
The carriage moved away, finally vanishing into the distance. I jumped out of the bushes, shaking the leaves and twigs away from my fur. "Well," I muttered to myself. "As long as they stay on the path, they should be safe."
I strayed off the path. Soon, I stumbled upon my camp. It was tiny, with only a tent and a small campfire in the middle. Running into the tent, I grabbed a bag. I opened it and checked the contents. Food, water, and many more stuff cluttered the inside of my bag.
I set off towards the river, intending to fish. However, suddenly, screams filled the air. Not knowing what happened, I quickly shifted my direction and ran towards the screams. My heart pounded beneath my chest fur. Soon enough, I had to swerve to dodge an arrow zooming towards my head. I ducked under the bushes and observed.
The carriage I had seen had stranded off the path. It was being surrounded by six rugged-looking Viscets, wielding weapons. Some of them had fired arrows to stop the carriage from going on. One of the mean-looking Viscets drew his knife and pointed it at the two Viscets and the driver. "Paws up!" he shouted. "Hand your treasures over! Your money, or your life!"
I clenched my paws. Bandits. Those guys were big, mean bullies. Shakily, the Viscets gave them their bags of money. The bandits' eyes gleamed in greed. I couldn't let those poor Viscets be pushed around by those meanies. Suddenly, I had an idea. Opening my bag, I got a tomato out. "Your jewelry!" the bandit shouted, thrusting his paw out to receive the female Viscet's jewelry. SPLAT! I threw the tomato right into his face. I laughed. Sputtering, he and all the bandits turned towards me. I stood up.
"Hey, slowpokes!" I yelled. "Come and get me if you're faster than a snail!"
"CHARA CAPELLA!" they roared, charging at me. I laughed and turned. I weaved through the trees, making sure they were still pursuing me.
I led them to the river cutting through the woods. Then, I hid. When they were confused about where I went, I barreled into them full force. They knocked each other into the river. In the moment of confusion, I snatched most of the stolen stuff and ran back. The bandits sputtered and shouted unpleasant stuff at me, but I didn't care.
I met the Viscets afterwards. Tossing their stuff back to them, I grinned. "Next time, don't stray off the path," I told them.
"Th-thanks, Ms...?" they stuttered.
"Chara Capella," I said. Then, grinning, I walked back towards the depths of the forest and waved. "Stay safe!"
Word Count: 799 words