perros1234 wrote:Username:perros1234
Do you mind if the story is from a differnt perspective and has more charaters in it?
Character Name:Sun Strike
Character gender: male
Where you will be using it: well he will be my charrie or fusa, so I´ll probaly make a charrie page, he will be featured on my siggy(once I figure out how to put him on)
Personality: Sun Strike is a shy boy. He often runs away from his problems, but once he knows you he will get less shy and turn into a swet quiet little boy, doesn´t mean he isn´t friendly. Since he has been teased because of the colouration abd his marking means he only shows hes inner self to someone who shows kindness towards him. Since most walabies avoid him, most of the others tease and insult him. There are very few walabies that will come close to him and not to tease him. But deep down he´s the sweetest boy you could ever imageine. He keeps his feelings to himself, he does exprince anger, but not the destive kind the bitter kind.
Why do you want this character?: Because I Love Bright Is Better character degsins, but this one caught me eye. I love him. I would love to call him my own, and put him on my siggy, draw him on paper(I can´t draw on the computure). I want him because I have a connection with aboriginal degsins. When I was little my dad went on a buiessnes trip to australia, and brought me back a aborignoal shirt, to this day I still have it(and I don´t inteed of giving it away or throwing it away). I really want to win this one beacuse I have a personal connection with his desgins. I love him too!I just hope that the story is good enough though.... Did I go overboard? I started getting into it but hthen I couldn't help my self
Art: I will probaly do. so coming up, I´m a not a really good artist though....
Story:Sun Strike kicked the hard dusty ground, in bitter anger. He keep stomping his feet on the rock hard ground till he could no longer feel his sole of his foot. He watched the other new borns in anger. How could they? he thought. Not many walabies came close to him, and almost none talked to him. But throught that all he never minded till now. He thought of his friend,Ghost, she´d also been a outcast from the other newborns. Unlike the others she was a albino. She was pure white with pink eyes and nose. Since her eyes were pink she couldn´t see as well as the others. He rememberd the hunger, that stupid hunger killed his best friend!! He squinted he´s eyes trying to fight back oily tears, but it was no use a tiny tear leacked out his eyes and rolled down his cheek. Then a flood of tear banged his eyes open as a ocean of tears slid down. A flash of images burst into his head. A tiny white little walaby and a golden orange one looking for a snack, then the golden one let a shriek as a dingo burst into view. He quickly stommped his foot to raise the alarm(I´m not sure if they do this but the story goes like that) The white one stumbled blindly away from th dingo. Then both of them bounded way at full speed. He like a horrified shriek as the dingo snapped at Ghost, she manged to side step. He could feel the dingo´s hot breath on his tail as he felt a burst of speed. He turned to see how Ghost was, the dingo eyes were wild with hunger as it chased poor Ghost. Ghost leaped and jumped from it´s jaws but he could tell she was exhasted. she slowed down. NO! He Screamed, as the dingo shatched her from the grass, at first Ghost twisted and squirmed kicking the dingo hard in the chest. The dingo was hungery and wouldn´t let his meal go away. Sun Strike leap foward, blood roaring in his ears, heart pounding and throat hoarse from screaming. Then a iron grip pulled him away, grabbing his forearm and pulling him away from the murder. He saw his mother´s gentle face filled with sadness. ¨She´s gone¨.she wispered. I caught sight of Ghost again, she´d given up eyes glazed with death, and streaked in red. As the dingo started on his meal, Sun Strike feel sick. He leapt away he couldn´t watch his friend getting devoured. He saw his mother and ran towards her, crying. He shoved his head into her fur, sobbing. When night fell, he looked at the stars, was Ghost sitting there? he thought. The thought of Ghost made him want to scream his agony to the night. He did you have to go? he thought misrably. When a silohette of a dingo appered at the horizon, a angrer that he didn´t know he could feel, roared out. He leapt to his feets and roared¨You murder! You stupid killer!I hope a tree falls on your head!!!¨He screamed. Anger bubbling inside of him. He opened his mouth to scream at it some more, when it fleed from his insults and screameds. He slumped down, as a black wave of sleepiness crashed down on him. He woke up to the sunlight streaming every where. Momentarly blinding him. He got up excited. Ghost and him planned to play all day!! Then a lump in his throat appered. ¨She´s gone....¨he whispered. ¨no....¨he gasped, ¨You can´t!! Bring her back!!¨He shrieked at the pale blue sky. ¨COME BACK!GHOST I NEED YOU!¨ he shrierked. He was brought back to earth as a small crowd of walabies gathered around him. His mom gave him a dissaproving glare. He suddenly felt shy and embrassesed. He bounded away in to the darkest corner of a tree. He stared sobbing in saddness. During th day his head filled with Ghost. Her face, shining with radince as the sun bounced of her. Her pink eyes warm in happiness. There were many memories that he thought of un-important, but hose warmed his heart. When night fell he watched the stars. That one he thought to the brighest star.¨thats her.¨She´s the brightsest pretiest star¨.¨he murmed. Looking up at the star. The star brought him comfort. He murmed his last thoughts of Ghost. He felt sad but not like the first day. He fell asleep. His dreams haunted by Ghost. The was a ghostly, misty figure. He ran to her, but she dissapered in a wisp of mist. he spun around searching for her. Then Ghost stood in frount of him. Her pink eyes were dark, her figure sinster. As a scream echoed in the misty terrian. He let a scream as he woke up. His mother was looking over him. Eyes filled with worry. ¨How are you?¨she asked. ¨fi-fi-ine¨he stammered. ¨ You were screaming and yelling GHOST¨. She said worriedly. After sometime, manged to speak to a small friendly walaby called Sol. She´d been friendly enough. He´d actally showed her Ghost´s star(Polares or the North star). She´d listen intently. Happily.
¨Okay, thats enought for tonight¨said Sol, looking at her twins, Polares and Star Gazer. Both were silverly white. Then Sun Strike bounded into veiw, ¨Sol! Are you finished with the twins?¨he asked. Sol smiled¨We were just going to go to bed.¨¨What?¨ Polares cried ¨Yeah!¨Star Gazer whinned taking up Polares´s cue.¨Bed¨said Sun Strike with a smile, while Sol herded the twins to bed. After Sol and the twins were sleeping deeply. Sun Strike looked up at the stars, he caught sight of Ghost´s star, but it wasn´t gleaming nearly as brightly as it used to. He frownded. Then caught sight of a misty figure.¨Ghost?¨he whispered childishly the the white figure seemed to to give him a small smile. And burst into a wisp of mist and soared into the star and the star seemed to gleam in the night sky. He let out a tiny smile. Ghost, he thought.
Read the Thread?:Of course!
Do you get how Sol is telling Sun Strike´s kids (Polares, and Star Gazer) the story?
Ahhhhhh, I have no chance
Oops...... I will change that I am sorry
