by XxNightCloudxX » Mon Jan 01, 2018 7:51 pm
Ericka Farside|Quell(As she knows it)|Orange,Green,and White hair|16 years old|female|Current Placement: The Green Stalk (greenery off of the Main Street of Solodin)|tags: open
*May I please have an exception to ericka as being a poor quell(is actually a mix of quell and howler)
Ericka woke up from her dream, the same one for weeks now. She was running, trying to desperately catch a shadowy figure, that would always disappear from her reach. She was used to the feeling of despair from the dream, and over time became numb to it. Ericka rolled out of her worn bed, and proceeded to get ready for the day. She hesitantly dressed in her awful blue dress, ‘why do we wear such eccentric and blindingly bright clothing?’ Ericka thought to herself. She had always wanted to wear a biker outfit with a pair of combat boots, she wasn’t embarrassed on the fact that she saw some humans wearing their clothing, she actually wanted to be one of them, not caring about a thing in the world. But alas, she was stuck in a ‘perfect’ world with a rivalry toward the beasts called howlers. Now Ericka has never seen a howler, but one of the only quells that she truely ever trusted said to never go near howlers, as they are ruthless monsters. Her name was Abagail (46 yrs old), but she went missing a few years ago, and Ericka hasn’t seen her since. She really hasn’t got over the loss, and wonders where Abagail went.
Ericka walked out of her wrecked apartment into the deserted area of Solodin (which is a very small area). And briskly walked to Solodin Square where the streets were bustling with Quells. As Ericka dodged a clumsy Male Quell holding a few water buckets, she made her way to the green stalk, a small greenery off of the Main Street of the city. She opened the store door, and a few bells rang in greeting. Ericka looked around, “Hello, where are you Ms.Duberry?” She called out. Ericka rounded a corner to find Ms.Duberry pop out from a large tangle of vines! “How are you doing dear?” The older woman asked. “Just fine, Ms.Duberry, though, I don’t think I can say the same for you. What are you doing?” I replied. “Just trimming the inner branches of this ol’ Trinna Vine here.” She said sweetly. Ms.Duberry is a small, portly woman that specializes in herbology, she lost her husband at the age of 35, and currently lives alone. She has asked me to stay with her more than once,but I have refused due to not wanting to burden her. “Alright Ms.Duberry, I am going to get to my job now good luck!” I then go to my job, caring for the plants and keeping them healthy, Ms.Duberry says I have a great talent for plant care, but I don’t think so. I start with the roses and get to work.
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XxNightCloudxX on Tue Jan 02, 2018 7:22 am, edited 5 times in total.
I can do commissions! This is an example below. BTW this is my OC Quilin!
