Re: Plumerian #269

Postby olive oil » Tue Aug 19, 2014 10:42 am

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Re: Plumerian #269

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            Hi I am honorablechickensoup and am trying for my first plumie!


            About:

            Full Name:
            Adeline Florsief

            Pronunciation:

            Aid-del-leen floor-sy-th

            Nickname/Alias:

            Adel

            Meaning:

            'noble', Adel is said to be of noble bloods descended from the monarchs of olden days.
            Origin: Adel seems like a plume with a lot of family background history.

            Title:

            Ms.

            Pet Name:

            Del-Del

            given to her as a nickname by a few of her best friends.

            Signature:

            very cursive and old parchment like

            Gender: Female

            Gender Role: Feminine

            Orientation: Pansexual Panromantic

            Real Age: 19

            Age Appearance: 16

            Birthday: 08/12

            Birthplace: london, england

            Astrological Sign: Leo


            Personality:

            Calm collected: adel is very calm and cool collected in some situations. In most situations in fact. She beleives that a problem wont be solved unless you always have a level head. She can esaily be called a very easy person to talk to in these types of situations as well.

            Shy: she isn't very fond of soclizing, and when she does she gets extremely shy and has a bit of trouble talking to other plumies.




            More:

            Immediate Family: Raised by kindly woman in an orphanage

            Parenting: Her parents died at a very young age, she was raised by the woman who took her in.
            The woman was very kind to her and helped her in almost all situations.

            Upbringing: she was brought up in a kind and nurturing environment, the woman truly took care of every kid who entered the orphanage.

            Infancy: Adel was a calm baby, didn't really cry all that much except when she needed.

            Childhood: Adel had it easy playing with the other kids, she enjoyed her friends and every moment she had to play with them.

            Adolescence: Adel was a bit more rebellious as a teen, staying up all night and sneaking away.

            Adulthood: she isn't that far into being an adult, but she isn't as rebellious as she use to be.

            Coming of Age: she grew up at 17

            Evolution: she has matured mentally, but she still looks very baby faced and such.

            Species: Plumerian

            Ethnicity: British

            Blood Type: AB positive

            Preferred Hand: Left handed

            Facial Type: oval

            Eye Color: Green

            Hair Color dark red/orange

            Birthmarks/scars: she refers the star symbol of her head a birthmark.

            Distinguishing Features: her fiery coat.

            Health: she is extremely healthy

            Energy: she is morning person and has a but load of energy in the morning but then it goes away very quickly...

            Memory: her memory is very bad, she never remembers names all that often and she would go into rooms intending to do one thing and end up doing another.

            Senses: She has very bad eyesight so her sense of smell makes up for it.

            Allergies: pollen, flowers, cats

            Handicaps: from an accident regarding playing up in a tree as a child she has a slight limp in her right back leg.

            Mental Disorders: severe OCD, anxiety and depression issues

            Style: Fantasy like, she enjoys dressing up like a fantasy elf goddess most of the time...

            Mode of Dress: always wears flowy dresses and her hair pulled back with a crown of leaves

            Grooming: well-kept

            Posture: good posture, always stand up straight

            Gait: fast paced.

            Coordination: not too much, as healthy as she is sickness wise she isnt the sporty type...

            Habits and Mannerisms: twirls hair, alot

            Scent: she smells like flowers despite being allergic

            Mood: calm

            Attitude: nice

            Stability: very emotionally stable most of the time, but she is a very good actress

            Expressiveness: hides emotions

            When Happy: sings

            When Depressed: locks self in the closet and listens to sad love songs

            When Angry: quietly just kicks a tree

            Current Residence: In Florida

            Community: very snotty

            Friends: Alesky (owned by Kiwi), Buziba, Kawa(both owned by pinkieash), irene (owned by daringash)

            Enemies: Milk (owned by Ittam)

            Heroes: Aleasky (best friend >.<)

            Rivals: Milk

            Pets/Familiars: a small dog named kura.


            Accessories: always wears her leaf crown

            Trinkets: has a nice set of pins that clip onto her purse

            Funds: shes not very rich, but she keeps a good 2,000 euros stored.

            Home: apartment.

            Neighborhood: Snotty and mean.

            Transportation: bus

            License Plate Number: 2ADEL15

            Collections: she collects plastic flowers

            Most valuable possession: radio set.

            Prized Possession: her headcrown

            Element: Fire

            Occupation: Actress

            Work Ethnic: Very hard working

            Rank: she leads in a few roles but she hasn't gotten out of BBC

            Income: 16,000 a year

            Wealth Status: Middle to Lower class, her apartment is extremely high priced.

            Experience: use to work as a makeup artist.

            IQ: 136

            Education: finished high school, honor student

            School: private school in the orphanage itself, really bad

            Grade: A's and B's

            Special Education: none

            Social Stereotype: nerd

            Degrees: high school deploma

            Intelligence: naturalist

            Extracurricular Activities: drama

            Religion: christian

            Crime Record: none

            Motivation: love

            Priorities: first is her friends, then her job, then herself

            Philosophy: Life is like a box of chocolates

            Political Party: none

            Etiquette: very well mannered

            Culture: angelican

            Influences: history

            Superstitions: everything, she is very superstitious

            Hobbies/Interests: she enjoys sitting at home and drinking a nice cup of tea.

            Skills/Talents: she is talented in staying quiet and staying out of others businesses.

            Likes: flowers (fake because of allergies) dressing up, drinking tea, silence

            Dislikes: nosy people, people who dont know how to shut up.

            Guilty Pleasure: eating sweets

            Instincts: motherly


            Favorites/Dislikes:

            Favorite Colors: blue/silver

            Favorite Animals: swan

            Favorite Mythological Creatures: dragon, unicorn

            Favorite Places: her room, the outdoors

            Favorite Landmarks: big ben

            Favorite Flavors: Vanilla, Mint, Chocolate

            Favorite Foods: Sandwhiches

            Favorite Drinks: Dr. Pepper

            Favorite Characters: Micky Mouse

            Favorite Genre: Fantasy

            Favorite Books: Fantasy (Harry potter and Lord of the rings)

            Favorite Movies: Fantasy (same as the books)

            Favorite Games: RPG Fantasy (Legend of zelda, Skyrim, Fable)

            Favorite Shows: Game of thrones

            Favorite Music: Indie

            Favorite Bands: Panic @ the disco

            Favorite Songs: Ms. Jackson

            Favorite Sports: None

            Favorite Subjects: Art/Drama

            Favorite Numbers: 15, 14, 4, 23

            Favorite Websites: Tumblr

            Favorite Words: "Darling"

            Least Favorite Colors: purples and pinks

            Least Favorite Animals: wolves

            Least Favorite Mythological Creatures: sea serphants, sirens

            Least Favorite Places: overly crowded places

            Least Favorite Flavors: Banana

            Least Favorite Foods: Banana, Grape

            Least Favorite Drinks: Sprite

            Least Favorite Characters: Popeye

            Least Favorite Genre: Sci-fi

            Least Favorite Books: Hunger Games, Twilight

            Least Favorite Movies: Hunger games, Twilight

            Least Favorite Games: Tetris

            Least Favorite Shows: bones, CSI

            Least Favorite Music: metal

            Least Favorite Bands: Mettalica

            Least Favorite Songs: dynamite (by taio)

            Least Favorite Subjects: Math, Science

            Least Favorite Numbers: 25

            Least Favorite Websites: pixr, instagram

            Least Favorite Words: "Tough"

            Languages: French, English, Italian
            Accent: British
            Voice: High pitched
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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby Qualeo » Tue Aug 19, 2014 10:50 am

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Hi, my name is Qualeo! I currently own one Plumerian by the name of Neil bubbles and hope to make this girl my second <3

Name;;

This girl's name is Cherish, a name with no true meaning behind it other than that it fits her soft nature.

Gender;;

Cherish is a female!

Age;;

Cherish is 22, going on 23 in December.

Sexuality;;

Unknown - she doesn't know what her preference is just yet so she says bisexual but she honestly doesn't know.

Motivation;;

Her motivation, the thing that has always kept her going forward, has always been the movie Meet The Robinsons. They would watch it a lot at the orphanage, but it always really kept her going throughout her childhood. She idolized the orphan in the movie, feeling a bit envious about the success he achieved despite being in an orphanage. She lives by the motto "Keep moving forward" and always looks back o the movie whenever she goes through a rough spot.

Personality;;

Cherish is, without a doubt, a soft-natured plumerian. She is a very quiet and shy girl who finds comfort in solitude but does enjoy the occasional outing with friends. Despite her shyness, she is quiet bold and her words can be rather blunt at times. She rarely means anything truly bad by it, but can sometimes cause harm with her words. The truth is something she appreciates, no matter how hard it can be sometimes.

That being said, she is very forgiving when it comes to insults and other harmful things done by other Plumerians. Though words can sting her and she may cry, she gets over it rather fast. She would rather be happy and move on to other things than dwell in the negative. She does not see any reason to remain sad when she could simply just move on.

Cherish is also a family girl and simply loves children, hoping to find that special somebody and eventually have a family of her own. Currently she does not really know which gender she would find the most attractive, so she generally refers to herself as bisexual. She simply has not dabbled in romantics and relationships long enough to truly know what she would like.

She is also, in the literal sense, a rather balanced Plumerian when it comes to the weather around her. She prefers the cool air of fall than that of any other season, though she does appreciate the beauty of spring. She enjoys sitting outside on a nice, windy day with a mug of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows surrounded by the falling colorful leaves. She finds it rather peaceful and a great stress reliever when she feels pressured.

Despite her reserved nature, Cherish actually fears being alone and unknown. Though she appreciates a break from time to time, she truly does enjoy having other Plumerians around her to enjoy life. She finds it difficult to interact with strangers, but once she moves past her shyness and becomes comfortable, she is quite pleasant to be around and rather sociable. She is rather open about her life with friends, but closed off with those she has yet to really interact with.

Cherish is a bit clumsy and a bit oblivious at times, resulting in many accidents and injuries over the years. She has a rather low tolerance for pain, so unlike emotional injures, it takes her a while to move past the physical injuries. She is quick to cry when she is injured and grows very embarrassed because of this.

History;;

Cherish was born to a loving pair of parents, though she ended up growing up in an orphanage for unknown reasons. She spent her entire childhood in the orphanage, opting out of foster care to avoid being tossed around like a rag doll from family to family. She would rather wait patiently for a family in the orphanage rather than to have temporary one.

Despite the rumors and gossip about orphanages, Cherish actually enjoyed her time there. With so many other children there, she had many friends to play with. Their caretaker was also quite nice, and though she lost many friends to adoption, she still managed to keep in touch with them and make new friends with each new arrival. She spent her time their focused on those around her rather than her long time there, as she ended up never finding a true family.

Once she was of age, Cherish said goodbye to the orphanage and was thrown rather suddenly in to the adult world. For the first year she struggled, living in a shelter while she searched endlessly for a job. She eventually landed a job as a waitress, but her reserved nature ended up making it too difficult for her to continue. With the money she had saved during her time their, she managed to find a cheap apartment and began searching for a new job that fit her better.

After about a month, she managed to land a job working as a nanny and maid for a wealthy family. She did a bit of cleaning here and there, but her main duty was to watch the two children who lived there. She adored her job there and still works as the nanny to this day, living in a small room in the mansion so she could better attend to the children's needs.

Currently, she still lives in the small room in the mansion, spending most of her days watching over the children and helping the other maids clean the house. She has a few days off, as there is another nanny who takes over for her so she can relax every so often. She eats in a separate room with the other maids of the house, though she has been invited to sit with the family occasionally.

Job;;

She works as a maid and nanny to a wealthy family, but her main job is to be the nanny. She takes care of the children when the parents are away as well as before and after school. When she is not taking care of them, she is either on her day off or assisting the other maids in making sure the house is spotless. Occasionally she helps in the kitchen, but she's hopeless at cooking and usually ends up just cleaning dishes.

Her relationship with the family is very well to the point where she has eaten with them several times and attends different events with them. She is paid less than the minimum wage but only because she has a room and meals included in the whole deal.

She is content with her current job and enjoys the perks of living with a wealthy family, but hopes to one day find a job in real child care and open her own daycare center. Se also hopes to be able to have her own home, children, and a spouse to take care of rather than helping another family. Most of the money she earns goes in to a bank account that she generally leaves alone to accumulate over time.

Hot Chocolate;;

Cherish enjoys a simple hot chocolate preferably with extra chocolate and about three or four marshmallows. She likes to make it herself and pour it in to a special mug she's had since she left the orphanage. The caretaker gave it to her as her farewell gift, a tradition the orphanage has had since it was made.

Orphanage;;

The orphanage she stayed at housed about 50 children with one main caretaker, two assistants, and about 10 different maids to keep the place spotless. They had their own schoolroom in the back along with a little playground a several chests of donated toys and clothes to share among themselves. There was two different t.v.s, though the children always fought over the bigger one.

They had the standard three meals a day with 25 children eating at one time. They generally had 30 minutes to finish their meal before the next group ate. The groups were responsible for cleaning after themselves for the next group. Every other Friday they had a special day where they went out to eat at McDonalds and then had Ice cream at Dairy Queen afterwards. Sometimes if the children were bad they skipped this day, but for the most part they rarely ever had to miss the day.

Each child had an allowance of two quarters a week. Some saved up until they left and others ended up buying a lot of candy over their time spent there. Cherish fell in to the latter because she had a sweet tooth and loved running down to the local candy stop with other kids to by little treats.

As a tradition, whenever a child left the orphanage for any reason, they were given a gift from the caretakers that they thought best reflected the child. The gifts were never expensive, something small and cheap, but were always special.

Mug

Cherish's mug is simple - grey with a handle. She occasionally wold put stickers on it, but they were never there for long. Despite the blandness and lack of anything on the mug, it is one of Cherish's most treasured possessions. She has kept it on her every day since she left the orphanage and plans on one day giving it to her own child when they leave her future home.

Accessories

She has many different outfits, but there are few thing Cherish always has with her.

She wears a simple headpiece with two different colored leaves on her head. She made it with the children she watches over while they were taking a visit to the park. She has had several different ones due to the fact that the kids always give her new ones. She simply adores it and always wears it no matter what anybody says.

She also has a red scottish design scarf that was given to her by a close friend. She finds it comfortable, especially during the cool months of fall. She wears it during any season, though it does get a bit hot during the summer.

She also has several different sweatshirts she wears when she is not working - she finds sweats and sweatshirts very comfortable compared to most clothing and enjoys relaxing in them.

Activities

Cherish enjoys taking peaceful walks in the park during fall and spring. Sometimes she brings the children with her, but for the most part she enjoys being alone. She loves the sound of the leaves crunching beneath her feet and the general atmosphere. She generally spends several hours, stopping to buy an ice cream or simple drink from nearby vendors before walking back to the house.

She also loves to do arts and crafts with the kids, showing them how to do all sorts of things with paper and other craft materials. She makes leaf crowns during this as well so she may have more to wear. The kids sometimes help her with the crowns and they come up with all sorts of multi-colored crowns.

Another passtime activity of hers is sitting down on the couch with a nice book preferably Harry Potter or some other fantasy book. She has always been a little geek at heart and enjoys sharing the adventures of hr favorite characters with the children. Sometimes she even makes up stories of her own for bedtime, lulling the children quietly in to a pleasant slumber.

Finally, a favorite hobby of hers is experimenting with different types of hot chocolate.White she generally has her standard and simple hot chocolate with extra chocolate, sometimes she adds a bit of other flavors and shares it with the other maids. She has had a few successes here and there, but she still prefers her standard, unflavored hot chocolate to anything else.

Relationships;;

Neil;;

She met Neil around the time when she first started working for the family. She had been escorting the kids to the museum when she ran across the eccentric and odd Plumerian. She had been fascinated with the floaties he was wearing, which the kids found incredibly amusing. She found him a bit odd but incredibly friendly and they began hanging out afterwards. They're good friends, though neither really have much time to hang around with each other.

Chihiro

Cherish and Chihiro are pretty close friends, though the greediness of the other tends to be a bit of a problem sometimes. They met when Cherish found her snooping around the family's house, at which point Cherih asked her to leave. They started off pretty rough at first, but eventually became close enough to call each other friends. Cherish still has to keep an eye on Chihiro whenever she has her over though.


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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby DelightfulMelon » Tue Aug 19, 2014 10:52 am

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Name: Falen
Nickname: Fenn
Birthday: Aug 18th
Sexuality: Straight

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About the owner:
Hi there Char! Hehe, you know me. I currently own Alani, another orange colored plumie. I've been on the hunt for orange colored plumerians. I hope to own this plumerian and name him Falen. Pronounced like Fallen. I would give him the love you wouldnt even know. I would draw him, write about him, draw him, share him, and just cherish him. You know i've been looking for a male plumerian, and I just think hes the one.

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Personality:
Falen is kind, shy, peaceful, loving, and compassionate.

Being kind is one of his traits. He hates being rude and that makes him feel terrible and he runs off to say sorry.
No matter who the plumerian is he always thinks to himself, "Deep down inside, theres always good in everyone." He basicly lives by this.

As a peaceful male, Falen is a lover. A soft plumerian thats right.
Hes not very sensitive when it comes to words, but physical fighting,
he will cry just from a punch in the arm.
Falen has sensitive skin, causing him to have alot of bruises.

Fenn trys to love everyone, but sometimes, he just cant. They get on his last nerves, Bam. Enemie. Its hard to earn Falen's trust back. You would have to try hard and not do the thing you did to him ever again, which is hard for most plumerians. But Falen is still a loving plumerian, one of the most sweetest guys you'll ever meet. If he lets that one plumerian wear his corwn, that means he loves that plumrian. Its rare for his to let any other plumerian grab his crown without asking.

Fenn mostly spends most of his time outside due to his past. He has never liked being in small areas. He has always liked to roam no matter what.


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Items|Pets:

Fenn has his leaf crown he made when was younger. His mother put a glaze on it, so he could keep it forever.Fenn cherishes this item. It means so much to him. This was the last gift his mother gave him before she died.

Fenn aslo wears a leather bracelet with the word BRAVE on it. He wears this so plumerians can notice that he is a male.

He also has a pet rabbit. A white and brown spotted male dwarf rabbit named Pixwell. He named this rabbit Pixwell because he wanted a magistic name for his rabbit. He loves this rabbit becasue he feels like the rabbit is company when he is alone.
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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby Alkene » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:01 am

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Gabree: Plumerian #269

Postby PolarizedVertigo » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:05 am

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Hello! I'm AcidImportedRose,
Owner of; 0 plumies!
I'm female, >w>
I'm hoping to win little gabree here!
Now i know you said basicly you don't care about coding,
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Gabree is a vary bossy, yet loving Plumie, She lets her feelings get infront of everyone else's but she tries her best to just not let that happen. Her eyes show many emotions even when her facial expression doesn't. She is nice at times, but others not so much, She has many secrets, and MANY past issues. Along with a bit of family hatred. But she never tells many people about them. She often things bad about herself. She often starts fights over stupid things, and tries to shove words down your mouth. along with a bit of assuming things.She can't stand the sight of seeign her EXes with other girls. Or people she likes. Often she takes things the wrong way. And often hates on her feathers for the drab color!
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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby Dewey » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:06 am

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name Renee (ray-NEY)
nicknames Ray
gender Female
meaning "reborn"
origin French
age 18
size Collie
types 80BF00
motto be true to yourself
theme song Brighter Than The Sun

plumes owned Daytona #199 and Kodiak RU #251

zodiac : Scorpio
birthday - November 6
birthstone - Topaz
element - Water
ruling planets - Pluto
symbol - The Scorpion
life pursuit -
To survive against all opposition
vibration - Resilient
Scorpio's secret desire - To triumph

personality benevolent . charitable . thoughtful . outgoing . honest
Renee is such a loving girl of everyone and everything. She is compassionate even to those who are mean to her or to those she might not even know. She has always been a sweet girl since she was younger and her love for all things kind and caring continues to grow everyday. Renee is very helpful to those in need, and especially likes to help with the elderly. She will always be by your side when you're going through a tough time to give you comfort and love so that you know she's always there for you. Rebbe loves to feeling of helping others and just bubbles up inside whenever they smile at her and thank her for her help. She loves to do the good things in life. Renee is very thoughtful of other and how they are feeling. She was once told that she should always watch what she's saying because you never know what the other person is going through. She takes this very seriously and carefully choose out everything she is going to say. Renee is one for giving and not getting and loves whenever she gives gifts to little children and seeing their bright shining faces makes her day! She does everything just because she loves the feeling of satisfaction that she did something right and it felt amazing! Renee is a very perky spirit and lives to have a good time. She loves the rush of life and how it can throw you this way and that you're just along for the ride. Renee doesn't take very many risks, but will from time to time. She isn't much of a rule breaker and isn't very good at lying. Renee is a very honest girl and, if she were to lie, it would make her cry inside and make her like she had just committed a crime. Honesty is key, she says and that is something she lives by. To sum it up, Renee is a very loving and caring girl of everything in the world and would do anything to put a smile on someone's face!

backstory Renee was born in Maine along the east coast. She grew up in a cottage house as an only child who got all the attention. She was given everything she ever wanted, but she often refused just by the simple fact that she hated to be spoiled.

Her family had three horses with four dogs and two cats. They are cherished within the family to this day.

Her parents were loving towards her and they often got along. Every year they would take your their sail boat and sail along the coast for a day as her father steered and her and her mother wore sun hats and drank sparkling pink lemonade. These were very enjoyable times as she grew up and they are forever cherished within her heart.

Renee and her mother got along very swimmingly and often seen out together. She trusts her mother very much and tells her everything! For fun they liked to find new DIY projects to decorate their cottage home.

As Renee continued to grow her and her mother began to grow even closer and spent hours together every day. Her mother means the world to her and she always went to her for comfort, love and advice. Renee has grew tight with her father and they would often go fishing off the dock as they watched the sun go down. They have done it every day since she was five years old and continue to this day.

Her childhood was very relaxed and easy-going. She often had friends around since she didn't have siblings and they always found ways to keep themselves occupied. Renee has very tight friendships that could never be broken.

Her parents gave her the world while she gave the world back to them.

nature girl Renee grew up in nature. Nature is her true passion for living as she spends most of her days within its beauty. Many of her photos are simplistic pictures taken of even the smallest things in nature, expanding to the most expressive and complex pictures of nature. Nature is Renee's kingdom, in which she rules and lives by every day. She was born into nature and she will die in nature. Nature, and everything in it, is what Renee lives for.

relationships
Meredith - these two ladies got a long rather well, even with their semi-contrasting personalities.
Daytona - Renee loves to hangout around Daytona since he's such a fun-loving dude and is always wanting to just live his and life and have the best time ever!
Kodiak - Renee admires Kodiak since he's so nice even though he's super shy. She's glad to call him a friend!
Callie - these two get along like two peas in a pod since they're both very sweet girls!
Caius - Renee doesn't really like Caius since he tends to be a jerk to just about everyone!
Emmett - Renee likes this guy and really likes his pizza. She thinks that this plume is a super nice guy, too!
Ringo - Renee gets along nicely with Ringo since they' are somewhat the same and she's glad to have him around!
Paxton - She doesn't really like Paxton because he can be quite a mean guy, but is still friendly to him.
Sonoran - Renee really likes Sonoran because she's really nice and amazing at taking pictures!
Milk - She admires Milk and loves to be around him! She's glad to call him a friend!
Kin - This little girl is much like a sister to Renee, and she definitely likes to treat her like one! They like to do just about anything together and you can always find them by each other side!

physical appearance
coat - red hues | eyes - mixed
tongue/pawprints - light tan
defects - n/a | disorders - OCD
weight - 110 | height - 5 ft
piercings - n/a | tattoos - n/a
species - Plumerian

accessories
1. leaf crown made by Renee herself
2. silver heart earring given to her by her mother
3. two little bells hanging from her tail

love affairs
status - single
orientation - bi
crush - n/a
dating - n/a
mate - n/a
ideal mate -
someone who loves
her for her true self

social life
best friend - Sonoran
friends - Milk, Kin, Daytona,
Meredith, Callie, Caius, Ringo,
Paxton, Kodiak, Emmett
enemies - n/a
ideal friend - someone who knows
how to just have a good time and all

favorites
color - lime green
animal - rabbits
flower - Azalea
season - Summer
holiday - Summer Solstice
word - elegant
number - 2 (two)
food - grass cake
drink - pink lemonade
movie - Safe Haven
book - If I Stay

least favorites
color - black
animal - tigers
flower - Morning Glory
season - Winter
holiday - Halloween
word - sticky
number - 7 (seven)
food - stake
drink - root beer
movie - Divergent
book - The Lovely Bones

quirks
- hates anything with ice in it
- can't go to bed without rabbit stuffed animal
- every morning she goes on a jog then drinks tea

phobias
- fire
- birds
- darkness

hobbies
- painting
- crafting
- daydreaming
- origami
- photography

collection
- silver glitter
- picture frames
- flash drives
- paints

pet peeves
- negativity
- people who ignore bullies
- when people smack their food
- lawn mowers in the morning

likes
- pink
- rabbits
- painting
- photography
- summer
- strawberries
- puppies
- cooking
- flowers
- glitter

dislikes
- fire
- birds
- winter
- sewing
- cleaning
- black
- pineapple
- glue
- gore
- tassels

first impressions
voice - happy, sweet, smooth like and very welcoming
attitude - cheerful and bubbly and very approachable
expression - smiley with white teeth and bright eyes

posture tall, shoulders back, confident
movements loose-like and energetic
build short, slim
strength weak
intelligence more than the average girl her age

fun facts
- always wears her leaf crown, but not at night
- she can imitate anyone/character that she wants
- dreams of living in New Zealand
- spends more than eight hours in nature a day
- likes to imagine what it would be like to be a rabbit

dreams in life Renee doesn't wish for much in life, but her biggest dream would be to travel to New Zealand! She has always admired the culture over there, and their accents! And since she's so big on nature, she would have many new things to do!

opinion on life Renee see's life as a true gift from above. Renee treats her life as if she were caring for a baby. She loves to dedicate her life to helping others or just making them happy! She believes her purpose in life was to spread happiness throughout the world, a d that is exactly what she does everyday. Renee loves to take everyday and do what she was put here to do, and what she loves to do the most. Life is a gift that you must take very special care of, says Renee.

why do I want her I would love to own this amazing girl for the simple fact that she is absolutely gorgeous and that I have created the beginning of a beautiful character. I feel that what I have made of her really fits with her design, don't you think? I think that is quite a compliment to her and that I would love to continue on with her character and develop her more and more.

I want to say that you have really outdone yourself, Char, in this more-than-amazing girl. I love every little detail about her and that every part of her means something to me. I also feel that she represents me in my caring and compassionate nature and that it would be life changing to bring home a little piece of me.

anywayyy, I would really love this girl just because I love her design, I can really connect with her, and that I love the character I have created for her. I wish you best of luck judging and for giving this wonderful opportunity. <3
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Postby Kyo » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:07 am

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U S E R N A M E
Hello! I'm Ricecatkyo, but please call me Kyo uwu I saw this darling and feel in love with him, and even though I shouldn't have I spent my home work time slaving over proper ideas to construct a good consistent personality and character for this babe. My form might not be as long as some of the others, but I'm hoping the ideas I used will inspire you to see this character the way I do. I spent a good amount of time researching just to make sure everything fit correctly and minimized the holes that might have been created when trying to develop an international story, as well as incorporating the culture into his form.
I just wanted to say that congratulations to whomever may win this wonderful plumerian, I do hope you'll take good care of him/her! I'm really hoping the owner will treat this lovely like a precious jewel <3 Good luck to you all!

N A M E
This darling is named Aisopos {A-so-pus}which is a Greek name whose meaning is mysteriously unknown, other than the fact it has something to do with the legendary Aesop. His original name was Adam, which means ‘the red earth’, be he changed it in hopes of forgetting the person he once was. Nicknames you can call him are Aiso, Aesop, and Ai. His last name is unknown.

G E N D E R
When I look at his immaculate design, I can only see this darling as a male. I’m sure to many the designs appear more feminine, but my heart tells me that male is what suits him best.

B I R T H – D A Y
July 14th

A G E
I’d say he is in his early 20’s for sure, I would estimate about 24 sounds fair enough. Wouldn’t you agree? C;

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Magnetic – Sly – Charming – Passionate – Poetic – Tactful

Aisopos is the type of guy you’d be drawn to in a crowded room, his charisma seems to emit from every hair on his body from his head to his toes. Conversation flows smooth with him and his smile will leave you wanting to know more about the mysterious plume with the multi-colored eyes.
He pulls people in with his looks, but they stay for his personality for the most part. Nothing he says about himself is all together to deep, and it makes many wonder just where this creature came from exactly.
The way he captivates an audience is one of his most obvious talents, he can even hold the attention of a child with his hyperbolic stories and his cunning wit. Aiso holds his head up high and gives off a confident air that reassures others about his character, regardless of the fact that few know him very well.
When he speaks, he talks with a clever tone and uses words of poetic nature and tasteful language. Being fluent in his native Greek as well as English, whatever dialect he choses to address you in is sure to sweep you off your feet.
When he isn’t being the life of the party, Aiso takes on a bit of a gentler, yet much more secretive side. He loves classical books and mythology and is a bit of a bookworm when he has time to spare. He can become rather quiet when he’s alone, often only speaking when someone addresses him, as if he feels the need to entertain others no matter who they are.
Aisopos doesn’t take well to talking about his past, and will automatically shut down the topic if you try to bring it up. He gets ticked off if you get persistent, as has been known to actually get up and leave the area if someone pushes him to much on that part of his life.
He gets nervous easily but does a very good job of hiding it under a flashy smile, and prefers not to attach himself to anyone due to fears in his past.

H I S T O R Y
Though you wouldn’t guess it by his charismatic and charming attitude, Aisopos’s history is far from the fairy tail prince he seems to be. Born under the name Adam, this young hero was raised in Organi Greece, known to be one of the most poverty stricken cities in its country. Aisopos’s mother disappeared shortly after he was born, and his father was a no-show from the minute he learned he was pegged with the unwanted responsibility of being a parent. Perhaps the story would sound more assuring if I were able to say that Aisopos has a kind guardian to look after him as he aged, but no such person would ever show up in his childhood. Instead, Aisopos found himself tossed from relative to relative, non of which opened their arms to the boy. He was convinced at a young age that he was just a burden, and after a bitter argument with a hateful aunt, Aisopos ran away at the age of only 12 years old.
He roamed the streets, starving and homeless for two solid years. His situation seemed grim, he’d done just about everything he could think of but hope seemed as though it had turned its back on him. At the age of 15 he found himself in Athens, pick pocketing and scrapping up just enough to feed himself the minimum. Aisopos slowly feel into a whirling depression, and one night figured it was time to just let go.
As he leaned over the side of the bridge, ready to jump, he felt someone grab hold of his sholder and yank him back. Now, before you think this is some kind of happy ending, I’ll remind you that Aisopos story had no room for clichés.
Yes, the stranger had stoped him from jumping, but only to ask for a light. Poor Aisopos had at first believed that maybe this was some fate meeting, and upon realizing that there was no happy story here either he finally blew up.
In a fit of tears and screaming he poured his heart out to the strange man, who seated leaned against the railing and pretended not to listen. When Aisopos was finished, the stranger sat down next to him on the street corner and stared up at the sky with a bored look in his eyes.
Suddenly, and without warning, the strange man began to talk about some kind of fairy tail man, someone by the name of Aesop who wrote stories with hidden meanings and twist you couldn’t see coming. As lame as it sounded, Aisopos was hyponotized by the stories, absorbing every word as if it were the water of life. Maybe it was because he was so tired, or maybe it was because this was the first time anyone had ever told him a story, but Aisopos found himself greedily latching on to the words and ideas that tumbled from the strangers lips.
When he was done, the man stood back on his feet and placed something on top of Aisopos head; an olive branch crown. They looked eyes for only a moment, and the stranger parted with these last words to Aisopos; “Life is not a fairy tale, but I still believe the strongest of hero’s have to go though hell and baack before they can actually call themselves leaders.”
After that, Aisopos made a change for the better by himself. He wanted a new life, a new history and a fresh start. Ditching his birth name, he began to call himself Aisopos after his new found idol. It wasn’t a fast process, it wasn’t until he was 19 that life began to show him some kindness. He took a job as a tour guide during the day, having somewhat of a talent for speaking and remembering historical events and such (being a pickpocket helped a lot, since the main prey was tourist he’d stuck around the busses and overheard quite a bit here and there). During the night time he attended schooling, which exhausted him but he persevered anyways. He graduate with a high school education when he was 22, and was offered a job over seas in America working at a new mythological department added to a fairly well known museum (a few strings from international pen pals had been pulled to allow Aisopos the position despite his lack of college education). At the age of 23, he moved to Atlanta Georgia and has been serving as the head tour guide up to the present day.

W H E R E - H E - L I V E S
Aisopos was born in Organi Greece, and lived for awhile in Athens. Later on in life he moved to America and is now currently living in Atlanta Georgia. He owns a small flat on the east see of the city, its small but it's cozy. The apartment consist of a single bedroom and bath, a small kitchen area, average size living room, and small balcony just big enough for you to step out on and watch the sun rise and set. His house is decorated in Greek decor, and even if its tiny the home feels warm and inviting. To be honest, Aiso is just happy to have a bed.

L I K E S - A N D - D I S L I K E S
~ Pepers and hot tasting foods, he has a high tolerance to spicy dishes and enjoys the kick in them.
~ Children. He'd love to have his own one day if the right person ever came along. He doubts it though.
~ Different types of Greek sweets, especially baklava.
~ Watching the sun rise from his apartment.
~ Learning something new about his mythological idol, Aesop.

~ Cold foods, because he has very sensitive teeth. He is one of those rare people who doesn't like ice-cream.
~ Watching the sunset, because it brings a sad feeling to his heart.
~ Rainy days, because he has nightmares when it rains. Things tom his past tend to surface on dark, cloudy days. ~ Thunder, he's absolutely terrified of it.
~ The sound of bells, the constant tinkering just really gets under his skin.

D R E A M S - F O R - T H E - F U T U R E
In all honesty, Aiso hasn't really looked to deeply into what he plans to do in the distant periods of his life. He isn't much of a day dreamer, but the possibility of having a family does excite him a bit. Since he has never experienced such an close bond with others before, its something Aiso thinks would be good for him and he wants to give it a try. If it doesn't happen, Aiso is ok with that as well, but for now its the only real dream he can think of. Maybe a bigger apartment would be nice? Who knows!

I N S P I R A T I O N
When I first began to develop the type of character I wanted him to be, I was struck by a bit of inspiration mainly merged from two pre-existing characters you might know; Finn Rider and Anne Shirley. I highly suggest that you check the both out, Finn from Disney's Tangled and Anne from the book series Anne of Green Gables. I love both these characters because their difference and how relatable they were for me personally to connect with. This is not to say Aisopos is exactly like either of them, nor is his character simply a merge between the two. More so, I believe that if he were able to meet either of these people, they would be able to emphasize well with each other.
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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby Offended Cockatiel » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:10 am



Name: Ares Deimos
[Ares; God of War-- Deimos; A name to mean fear, terror]
The green leaf tainted with brown--- and so covered by brown paint, as to stay hidden.


Ares lives within a dark forest, surrounding the ruins of his old home. A castle, within a town full of strangers he never truly could understand, once ruled by the tyrant he was to call "father". Before the earth slid and put them all into the hands of death.

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Sinking in deeper
And deeper
[right]Into the earth



There is something odd, almost cruel about Ares, an ironic connection to both his first and last name, just because he adorns his head with lovely little leaves it does not mean he is an angel. More like a pawn of nature itself.

He may have a sweet smile but so does the devil if it's painted on the right way. Ares fallows his own beat like a crow calling to all the people below, in scattered voices, hard to pin point... Easy to notice in all their dark feathered, special voiced perfection. His appearance is perfection, it is that of his mothers. Though, it is a freighting halt there on afterwards.

His outwardly appearance is only contrary to what is within. It is completely and utterly the opposition, his appearance is the enemy at the other line, firing canons at his personality, shooting blind insults; Let them mistake me for you... Me, an angel and you, a deamon.

Outside a beautiful fire of flower sits, covered in an allure they'd call royal. He let's them beleive what their own minds may manifest, from the early hours of dawn to the sun setting moonlit nights [Though he never knew when those where, just that they happened.] If they wish to see someone so lovely, with a touch similar to soft sunrays and a voice that floated on divine, let it be so.

When the time is right they will see what is true, when it's the most advantageous. Like a little plant sits and is bent by the winds control he let's them bend who he is. Their visions of him as he's sits, just like the people's as they watch little daisies wave in the forces of the wind.

It is not faking, it is just letting them think what they may, envisioning, off first sight, who he may be... That is their fault.


What created such a boy, such a man...


There are things you never understand about life. Everywhere someone is to look there is bustling and hustling and... Do they ever stop? Image


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Time is a creation of imagination, and unrealistic. It counts down everything we do, similar to the drawback of a ticking bomb, and that is why Ares fears it so. Though only in secret.

Just thinking about how it counts down everything that is being done---

Faster, faster, you won't make it...--- Creates the feeling that he'll not reach the end of the racetrack in time.---
If you don't make it, then, what are you?--- Never reach the end of the racetrack in time.---
Time is ticking away and you haven't done anything worth of value.--- It creates a solid depression within in, the feeling of dry concrete formed into a perfect circle within his throat, rippling up and down as he loses breath.---
You'll die without accomplishing anything. How could you when time is passing by so fast, and you are going so slow?--- His anxiety rises at the single thought of it, every grasp of air like ventilation systems.---
Every /tick/ moment /tock/ you /.../ run /tick./[/center]

It is the reason he wears leaves upon his fur. Every since his mother died, after his life had trampled on him, this was the only way to be dead without dying. Keep foliage all over him, like the ones placed upon the dead, it is his coping mechanism for the enevitable. It is the closest he will get to death and the only way to stay connected with his mother who died in her cell... oh, excuse me, her room covered in the petals of clean, brighter than life, green yet dabbling into the dark browns of death, leaves, just a few stained with blood, overtop her mouth.

It is in his mind that if he stays far within the thorn thickets and sleeps sarounded by his flowers and leaves and their sarrounding roots that even the flickering nervousness that time brings with it's every passing secound will be diminishing. That if he get's this close to death without touching it, aquantances with memories of each others habits, then the passing won't be such a surprise or sad, which is good for him.

but he still shakes and trembles at the thought, the mention, the inclination of time. He fears that with the way time races circles around him, around all of them, that he will be left behind in it's whake, only smoke and dust to breath. His fear of time is his soft spot, the way to make him fall and crumble, become brittle to the point of breaking, the way to torture him, show the fragile delicacy of a true daisy. Or rather it's because he can't leave, the reason.... the buzzing fear is a bitting creature on his ankles, it sinks him down and drowns him. What is lonelyness? Time is too much of an eraticating thing. It is his weak point, his acheles heal, the only way to get into the hay stack and find the needle, to find anything truly within him that isn't an instant pawn.


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Goodbye mother



Within a bed of thorns a child was born, small and blanched by the big world around it. Subtle squeals filled the air and as the forests, cricket sarounded, silence wandered in so did his silence.

Why was he here? Well, that was simple. His father was a tyrant, she wanted to... She hoped she could get away, for the sake of her baby. It would be wishful thinking to say that she died right then and there, peacefully. No, she was not so lucky the poor girl. Only wanting to do good for her young child she kept on going.

But at 12 o'clock the bells tolled and footsteps stampeded in like horses. Within the dark thicket, sarounded by deep black thorns and genteel little foliage, the young girl, the poor girl, was taken away... And with her baby she traveled back to the distant lands she had hoped to lose far behind her.

It would also be wishful thinking to say that she had escaped, she did not. Unless death counts as escapement. He has only faint memories of her. She was a scrawny woman, youthful... Just a little too young but he didn't know that. Her lovely innocence accompanying her beauty like the clouds to the sky.

He would touch the bars from one side and she from the other, their fingers held together in a way that felt like forever encased in just momentous seconds, floating off in a bottle that could make you waver on hope and just hold your breath.

He barely saw her, but they held hands. No one holds his hands now, he won't let them. Every time that they saw each other they held onto each others hands and smiled. "So, how are you my darling? Learning your A B C's like a big boy I presume?" She was street, yet she was intelligent enough to fit the concord houses. Though, she didn't need intelligence, as glorious as it was. She needed brute, harsh handed, strength. Something which she could not get. Did not get.

"My love, if you frown I will have to frown too. Do you want momma to frown?" She knew how to entice him. Whenever something had to be heard, she, at the end of her bars leaned over the cold metal like it wasn't there and stared at him, touched his face... Said something just right in her soft voice, and he complied fully.

When she died foliage; dasies, leaves, blossoms and buds, wereput upon her body, their people did this for everyone. After death, as you leave the sprinkling of daisies and leaves, something so easy to find within their dark ground, was tradition. Something to not be broken. The room was tall, she died right there, barred windows and doorway, a large enough rosette bed with roses as decourations, cement walls and flooring and a little closet like thing. Oh so cold.

First there was blood, and coughing... A lot of coughing. She bent over, then she fell back. She held onto only one thing, one little teddy toy her son and her shared, switched off every day that they could see each other. A little brown thing, a great lack of fluff yet still soft, on his stomach a little heart, that when pressed just the right way opened up a teeny little pocket.

He had grabbed it from her hands, hugged it tight and fallen asleep with his head on her corpse, wishing her chest would rise. At least that had been merciful, a quick enough death and a smile on her face. She'd watch over him, they both knew.

Leaves patterned his flesh like markings, they did not care if it was alive or dead the thing they threw their delicate foliage onto. That was the first time he had been marked by those plants, but thoughtfully not the last. He had cried and cried, screamed and yelled... then finally smiled at her beautiful, innocent, youthful face, darling face and kissed it. "It's good... You didn't frown, or I would have frowned too..." He gulped, in silence. And as if he was a mature adult he had stood, dancing lovely green leaves onto her body, his thin fingers moving overtop of the air like a beetle or a butterfly, sighed shakily and walked away.

It was miserable, pitiful, lovely.
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Re: Plumerian #269

Postby Amberlilli » Tue Aug 19, 2014 11:16 am

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Username;; Hello! I am xXAmberlilliXx.

Gender;; If I where to win this plumie, it would be a female.

Name;; She would also go by the name of Autunno or Autumn in Latin.

Personality in 5 words;; Carefree|Bubbly|Animal-Lover|Free

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