[merry!]

Username: MerrySandwich
Doll Name: Tara
Shadow Name: Devika
Relationship: (between doll and shadow)
Personality(s): (optional)
Extras: (optional)

[vympyre]

Username: destroya!

Doll Name: Artella (named loosely after Artemis, the greek goddess of hunting, wilderness, and animals, later became accociated with the moon)

Shadow Name: Amm (the name of an arabic moon god who was known for his ability to control the weather, especially lightning)

Relationship: artella treats amm as if the bird were her annoying younger sibling. she has her own special way of communicating with him that only the two of them understand, and artella is often seen ranting to the bird when she has nobody else to turn to. Otherwise, she treats amm as if he were a nuisance, complains about his persistant existance in her daily life, and in turn he teases her and makes things the slightest bit harder for her. When it comes down to it, though, they protect each other, and depend on each other for plenty of things. Artella is closer to Amm than anybody/anything else.

Personality(s): work in progress

Extras: work in progress

[Offended Cockatiel]

Roses room


Username: Byteme
Doll Name: Thorn
Shadow Name: Cassius
Relationship: "The tides of this relationship crash back and forth, but rarely touch, they do not connect. For who I am bound to, indebted to, supposed to love I do regret ever meeting."

Personality(s): Thorn is the type of individual who runs, runs from problems, runs from pain, and if there is no running that can be done in a situation then Thorn is left trapped and finicky. Her decisions are made on a pinprick of a moment, and with little capability when left with trying to hold her up. She is somewhat regretful of many things, her story's tracked over with mud and bad little memories rather left forgotten. Although, Thorn really has little control over such things, accordant with any situation, her own mind warps and becomes exhausted and befuddled in mere seconds. So... At most, Thorn is left with running, trying to reach safety. When running can't be chosen she exhausts few other options before jumping into a fighting stance. Thorn has a tendency to crash into things, literally, metaphorically, any way she can. Her capacity for thinking is a bit stunted, and falls short of crumbling under the strength of her other skills, albeit some are barely larger than her thinking capabilities. She has a crippling sense of malaise in many situations, but she does well with hiding it, masked behind half-laden smirks, a judging green gaze and a willingness to fight in her voice that makes you doubt her ever pondering about running.

Extras:


Fingers pressing as much as they could onto the glass and shuddering under the pressure, she looked out past what she could barely remember, all that she used to know. Oh, to be trapped in the largest grave one could create, it brought out the worst of her claustrophobic tendencies, she could feel her hand shaking nonstop, and the ever incandescent way the heels of her shoes cut into the ground. It made her hopeless and yet hopeful, every other day, though in no beautiful way. teetering back and forth, between smashing herself against the unyielding, never breaking glass, and standing there oscillating with the pure and retributive thought that she would never touch the other side again. It was enough to make anyone uncomfortable with the air surrounding them.

-- second guessing she lifted her head

[~:Saddles&Bridles:~]

Yes yes! Oh my stars! Yes!

Resss

────── ☣ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀsɪᴄs ☣ ─────────────





ɴᴀᴍᴇ • Reese

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ • female

ᴀɢᴇ • 19

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ • June 23rd

ʙɪʀᴛʜsᴛᴏɴᴇ • pearl / alexandrite

sᴛᴀʀsɪɢɴ • cancer

ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ • semi-pirate / privateer

relationship with Raven:
Raven is Reese's baby, her precious, her pride and joy. Reese has cared for Raven like a mother ever since he "hatched" from the flashlight bulb. As a chick, she fed Raven live worms and slugs and when he grew, Reese gave him bigger things like chunks of raw meat. She loves Raven dearly and he loves her back.

Ideas:

-Scares people with the drill
-Shadow is her "pride and joy" and "beauty" and "darling"
-Calls people "honey" or "sugarpuff" alot, especially if she hates them

[worshipthesquid]

Oh wow, I love them! but I can't see myself being a very good owner to these two, so, uh, here's a wonkily-coloured sketch or two for the winner to do with as they please, I guess:

[spacegay]

Username:
Doll Name:
Shadow Name:
Relationship: (between doll and shadow)
Personality(s): (optional)
Extras: (optional)

ressss

[yttd]

dropping due to being outmatched.

[Luscinia]

Username: Lioncourt

Doll Name: Annabelle

Shadow Name: Noir. The French word for 'black'.

Relationship:
- Noir more on the feisty side, tried to get Annabelle to live a bit more on the edge. Very persistent about it.
- Annabelle is more on the prim side, often strongly disagreeing with Noir's ideas
- Noir is extremely protective, if not overly so, of Annabelle when he sees fit.

Personality(s):
Annabelle;
- Timid
- Socially awkward
- Formal
- Respectable
- Educated
- Paranoid
- Eloquent speaker

Noir;
- Talkative
- Brave
- Protective
- Argumentative
- Easily distracted
- Likes to fantasize about various things
- Persuasive
- Persistant

Extras: (optional)

[chromatic.]

Mark^^

[Dark.]

. Love me some bioshock

Username: Dark.
Doll Name: Annalise "Eliza" DeWitt
Shadow Name: Vox [voice .latin]
Relationship:


Occassionally Eliza jokes that the relationship between her and Vox is merely symbiotic, with Vox been the only one who benefits; however this is a lie. The two have a deep fondness for eachother, though neither would admit it to the other - Vox doesn't know how to vocalise his inner feelings and Eliza wouldn't dare inflate the shadow's ego. The time spent together, the pair have learnt to read eachother, and they find it quite easy to convey opinions and messages in just one look. Often, as Eliza prefers to keep as quiet as possible, Vox will answer for her; albeit more crudely than Eliza would like. Deep down, Vox knows he has found a close friend in Eliza. She listens to his ideas no matter how fanatical they may seem and takes to time to laugh at his jokes. For Eliza, Vox is the only thing on Earth she would put absolute trust in. She'd never had a friend before Vox came along and, although their existence is, in it's most basic terms, purely contractual, Eliza couldn't imagine life without him.
Personality(s):

Eliza
[reserved]|[distrustful]|[observant]|[dutiful]|[practical]


> reserved < Eliza is a quiet doll, one whom has many opinions though finds it more productive to keep them to herself. She will only really speak when absolutely necessary, instead relying on exaggeratted gestures and facial expressions to convey her feelings. Usually she has found a shrug of nonchalance or a grunt of agreement to be enough to answer most questions.
It goes without saying that Eliza is a closed book, keeping all relationships on a strictly professional basis and giving all acquantainces the cold shoulder. It takes her a while to warm up to someone enough to speak to them, and even longer to begin to trust them.

> distristful < It takes Eliza a considerably long time to begin to trust people, of any sort. In her earlier days she was tossed around by humans, discarded for not been the prettiest doll and scorned by the other beautiful princess dolls where she had resided. When she set out alone into the world it had taken a while for her to warm up to Vox, and admittedly, she had been a little naïve. Over the years people have took advantage of her dependable nature, which has lead to the walls around her becoming so thick they are near impenetrable. She views the world with a pair of pragmatic eyes, striving to see everything for what it really is. She is not yet scorned enough to be considered a cynic, though she does prefer to hold everyone at arms length.

> observant < It is often the quiet ones that see and hear so much more. Watching and learning is one of Eliza's strongest strengths. Once shown something, she will never need it taught again. With a near eidetic memory, she will remember faces, instructions and places for years to come. This helps when traversing the numerous caverns she calls home, for she remembers every route she ever walked through. Observancy is also a trait she utilises when conversing with people. A quick sweep with her eyes can often be very telling. Are their shoes scuffed a certain way? Do they bite the fingernails? Do they perhaps have something concealed on their person..?

> dutiful < Eliza has a rather accurate, and benevolent, moral compass. Much like the Knights of old, she is compelled to be honour-bound to her word and will always act the good samaritan to those in need. When given a task she will prioritise and complete it with the utmost dilligence. She could be accused of been too traditional and stuck in her ways, but as far as she is considered if something is broke why bother fixing it. Eliza will often stand up for others, not for any emotional gratification however, rather simply because it was the right thing to do. As she always strived to do the right thing, Eliza rarely regrets any of her decisions; having convinced herself first that was the moral thing to do.

> practical < Eliza is never one for honey-coating her words. Say something as it is or don't say anything at all. On the rare occasions Eliza does voice her judgement call, it will often be an accurate assessment of the situation; however grave that accountant may seem. Even the advantages of small white lies seem to evade her, so everyone around her had better get used to the sour taste of reality every once in a while. She is also practical in a more functional way. If there are jobs to do, Eliza prefers to crack on and get them done, rather than standing around procrastinating. She expects the same level of practicality from others around her, which can sometimes lead to frustration - particularly where Vox is concerned.

Vox
[outspoken]|[radical]|[quixotic]|[shrewd]|[sarcastic]


> outspoken < Vox is never one hold back or hide his feelings, which usually means he is vocalising his utter disgust about something. Unlike Eliza he always has an opinion on something and makes sure his opinions are not only heard but valued by others around him. Generally quite dogmatic and assertive in his convictions, he views his way as the best, and only, way of doing things properly.

> radical < The raven is not a fan of sticking to the same traditionalist-conformist routine, something he and Eliza butt heads on. Vox likes to test the boundaries, both implied by the conventions of society and people's own individual boundaries. In a way, he actually like pushing people till they begin to snap. There are certain occasions when he is stumped however, and that is when someone gives back as good as he gets. Vox is not sure how to respond to sarcasm or critism and such comments will often stun him into a disgruntled silence.

> quixotic < Vox is a dreamer, constantly plotting how to achieve his idealist vision of a brighter future for him and Eliza. He has created a near utopian vision of a world where dolls and shadows rule the humans, something he believes to be achievable - someday at least. Eliza will often hush him or give him a dose of reality whenever he gets to enthralled with his ideas. But still, he lets the vision tick away, confident it will one day come to fruition.

> shrewd < Intellect is something that is undeniably prevalent in the shadow. He has a keen sense of judgment, albeit a little morally skewed at times. Vox shows a natural talent for learning and obtaining new skills. He is adaptable and can use ingenuitive ways to evade tricky situations; a trait that has come to the aid of him and Eliza more than once. He can be a little judgemental of people on first meeting, though is a good judge of character thereafter. As he is always so alert, it is difficult to deceive him, and Vox can often smell a rat from a mile off.

> sarcastic < Prepare yourself - do not except any kind words when around this raven! With a mouth like his he can certainly talk a good talk and sarcastic quips are his forté. Words of encouragement or comfort are a foreign concept to him, instead he struts his stuff with a brash, abrasive attitude. A little narcissistic, Vox can give it, but most definitely cannot take it. When he feels indignant, the shadow will fluff out his feathers, shut his beak and let an almost inaudible 'hmph'.

Other Info:

Occupation

Miner and Relic Hunter