Username: rachelmakenzie
Name: Oh, my name is Viridis. I’m incredibly pleased to meet you.
Favorite place and why: { 500 words } My favorite place…oh, that’s a toughie. I suppose I’d have to say the mountains. Not the peaks where it’s all cold and snowy and gross, but the Alps, where the springs are naturally and the grass is always green and nature just always seems…at peace. I love going there and just laying down in the grass, and just kind of watching the clouds go by. It’s like, I become excited about the miracle of my consciousness, you know? It’s just…I just…I love it. I don’t know how else to explain it. It’s like the clouds and the springs take away all of my worries with each gust of wind and movement of water. I don’t know if I’d ever take someone to the mountains though, because it’s my place, and only mine. They’d have to be pretty dang special for me to show them the mountains, because those things are everything to me. I love them.
Personality: { 550 words } Tell me about yourself? God, I hate this question. Well, I guess I should start with the basics. My hair is by far my biggest pet peeve. It has to be perfect. It has to be, or I cannot have a good day. I cannot! *He chuckles softly* But enough about my perfect hair. I suppose I’m also a bit arrogant, but I have my reasons. Growing up with my older brothers- you weren’t assertive, you didn’t eat. Or play. Or anything of the sort. I suppose it was a kind of personality shaping, but it’s just who I am. I also enjoy botany. Not flowers and all that girly stuff, but, like, plants, and how they grow, and their climates, and stuff like that. I collect them (along with my rock collection) and classify them in my journal. My journal is my everything, and I rarely show it to anyone. It’s kind of like my own private thing, you know? Oh, and one other thing- Movies are my passion. I watch them like they’re going out of style. *He laughs*
Poem:
Shadows and Light
Bravery and Fright
Loving and Hatred
Set Free and Gated
A Jungle of Contradictions
Living Inside a World of My Fiction
A Land I Create For Myself
A Standing Ground for When I Yell
I’m Drowning in My Own Words
But I Stay Quiet (One of My Firsts)
I Can’t Help Myself, But I can Save You
With a Smile and Grin, Up You Go, Out of the Deep Blue
Art: WIP
Extra: Step By Step Tutorial of How I Do My Hair!
STEP 1 Wash. Your. Hair. And I don’t mean just a little dainty “let me hop in the shower really quickly la-de-da-de-da” shower, I mean an “I’m about to be nominated for a huge award/ I’m getting married/ It’s Picture Day and I forgot” shower. Scrub that hair like it’s a filthy animal. Use shampoos with exotic names and even more exotic brands that still smell like citrus even if it’s some obscure scent on the bottle. Use soap and conditioner and I swear if you don’t bring a brush into the shower I will personally hunt you down. Make that wet hair work.
STEP 2 Brush that hair out. I know we just used a brush in the shower but you’ve gotta brush it again. Brush, brush, brush. The brush is your friend, you’re not Rapunzel (but your hair sure will feel like it is.) We’re going for an “I just rolled out of bed but I look fantastic” look, so pull that brush up towards the bright lights of your bathroom. But most importantly, brush.
STEP 3 Get a blow-dryer out. Guys, this may sound girly, but I need you to blow-dry your hair, and blow-dry it will. Make the hair feel like it’s in a cheesy shampoo commercial and blow it around everywhere, but DO NOT BLOW-DRY IT UP. This will make it extremely frizzy and it will make it look like you just rolled out of bed, and not in the good way, and the only way to fix it is to walk up to a female with your tail between your legs and your hair a huge frizz ball and ask her to borrow her straightener, and trust me, you DO NOT want to do that. So blow-dry down, and your hair will look like it’s been kissed by sleepy angels.
STEP 4 Style that stuff. Gel is your best friend, as is hair-spray, but don’t slather too much on or your hair will look like a spider nested in it. Be careful with the gel too, we don’t want to look like a sweaty gym rat either. A little goes a long way, as I always say, and trust me, a little product will make you a simply perfect final product.
And, finally, STEP FIVE You’ve gotta work that hair. You can’t just do this and walk around with your head down and expect this to work. You need a kind of arrogance about you, one that says “Hey! I’ve got great hair and I know it!” Use that hair to your advantage, and I promise you, this hair will be the best decision you ever made in your life. So, in conclusion, long and goodnight, my friends. Good luck with the bed-head. *He winks before strutting out, flipping his hair and waving his tail in my face.*