[Nissa]

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υsᴇʀɴᴀмᴇ: Nissa
ɴᴀмᴇ: Tinuviel Lucina Aeterna
ɴıcκɴᴀмᴇ: Tin
мᴇᴀɴıɴɢ: Tinuviel → Nightingale
Lucina → Light
proɴoυɴced: tihn-OOH-vee-ehl
loo-SEEN-ə
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
zσᴅıᴀc sıɢɴ: Leo
ʟıκᴇs: Family • Honesty • Quotes •
Riddles • The Nightsky
ᴅısʟıκᴇs: Changes • Her Nickname •
Bragging

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❖ Personality
Tinuviel has a huge heart filled with a lot of love for her family and friends. Everything around her is worth something and she seems to always have a smile on her face; she’s a gentle being with the natural instinct to care. She’s pretty good at cheering up others around her and can easily be influenced by the mood of them, if she fails to do so. She would simply do anything for her loved ones.
She’s a hard-headed, incredibly strong willed and determined bean. She does things her own way and always stands up for what she believes in. Once she’s fixed onto an idea, it is nearly impossible to tell her otherwise. She’ll try the best to reach her goals, even though it might be hard, she’ll never give up. However, Tinuviel is willing to listen and to learn, she won’t try to convince someone that she’s right; she can accept her mistake.
She’s also brutally honest and isn’t afraid to say whatever’s on her mind. She doesn’t care if it could hurt someone’s feelings, because she thinks it’s better to tell the harsh truth than to keep someone in the dark. In her opinion being honest is very important in gaining and keeping trust. Some people see this personality trait as a weakness, but she doesn’t care about their opinion; she’s proud to say that she never lied in her whole life. She will always tell the truth, no matter what.
Tinuviel is also a curious and adventurous bean; she’s interested in the world around her and will go through all measures to explore it. She wants to know more about her surroundings, she observes them, and likes to try new things and go to new places. Travelling and the outside world have always fascinated her and if she could, she would examine every patch of grass on this earth. She’s a bit clumsy, so it’s not uncommon for her to fall of a tree or to get stuck in a bush; and this leads to many scars, but since she’s a pretty tough girl, they don’t scare or mind her at all; she’s even proud of them.
She knows how to stand up for herself and wants to be her own person. She doesn’t want to rely on someone or something; she wants to be strong enough to be able to take care of herself and to protect the ones she loves.
Like her mother, Tinuviel is a perfectionist. While climbing a tree, she needs to climb till the top of it; when walking, she needs to walk in a straight line. If something is slightly imperfect, she’ll fix it as soon as possible. And like her father, it’s easy for her to move on. She likes to see the brighter side of things, in every situation; she's an optimist. It makes life a bit easier and the day happier.

❖ The three little pigs
With sleepy eyes, Tinuviel looked at the burning furnace and then at her brother. Sey was asleep, shivering, as always. She gently wrapped her blanket around him and then saw her father.
“Can’t sleep?” Sithis asked, slowly coming closer with a big smile.

“Don’t…Don’t creep me out like that, dad!”
“Me? Creepy?”
“Yes… you’re creepy dad.”
Sithis’ smile became even bigger and he started giggling. “I’m sorry, dear. However, you never answered my question.”
“No, I can’t sleep….Dad?”
“Yes, Tin?”
“First off… don’t call me Tin.”
“I’m sorry, Tin.”
“Daaad…! Oh well… could you please…tell me a bedtime story?”
“Alright. What about…hmm…” Sithis considered some stories, but finally chose one. “What about The three little pigs?”
“Sounds great!”
“Alright, pay attention Tinuviel.”
“Thank you.”
“Wait, what?”
“You called me Tinuviel.”
Sithis giggled. “You’re welcome, but let’s start the story, shall we?”
Tinuviel nodded.
“Alright. Once upon a time…”
“Dad? Why do all stories start with…Once upon a time?” Tinuviel asked.
Sithis thought for a while and smiled. “I actually don’t know. Some sort of tradition?”
“Maybe…”
“Once upon a time there were three little pigs. One pig built a house of straw while the second pig built his house with sticks. They built their houses very quickly and then sang and danced all day because they were lazy. The third little pig worked hard all day and built his house with bricks.”
“I… would build my house with… straw, sticks and…bricks. I would make the house…. Really pretty.”
“You would, Tinuviel .”
“Yes.” Tinuviel’s eyes where shining. Yes, her house would be perfect.
“A big bad wolf saw the two little pigs while they danced and played and thought, “What juicy tender meals they will make!”
“Dad… Sey told me… about your creepy voice.” She was giggling.
“Why does nobody like my ‘creepy’ voice…? Oh well, let’s continue. He chased the two pigs and they ran and hid in their houses. The big bad wolf went to the first house and huffed and puffed and blew the house down in minutes. The frightened little pig ran to the second pig’s house that was made of sticks. The big bad wolf now came to this house and huffed and puffed and blew the house down in hardly any time. Now, the two little pigs were terrified and ran to the third pig’s house that was made of bricks.”
“Even though… they’re lazy, they’re… smart.” “Because they’re running to the other houses?”
Tinuviel nodded.
“The big bad wolf tried to huff and puff and blow the house down, but he could not. He kept trying for hours but the house was very strong and the little pigs were safe inside. He tried to enter through the chimney but the third little pig boiled a big pot of water and kept it below the chimney. The wolf fell into it and d-”

“The three little pigs saved him. And then… uhm… the wolf thanked them for having mercy and then ran away. THE END.” Ciria shouted, surprisingly not waking up Sey, while running towards them.
“Uhm…Yes, that’s what I was going to say.” Sithis blushed.
“Mom…? I know… the wolf’s dead. Death… is not a bad thing… Sey told me, that you need to see everything from… different perspectives. He’s right.”
Ciria looked at Tinuviel with wide eyes and then at her mate: “Sithis, I swear to god. I’m going to blame it on you if our two children are going to grow to be dark beans!” She rashly left the room and you could hear Sithis sigh: “Oh well…”
“Don’t worry dad… she’s fine. She’s only… worried for us.”
“Yes, I know… “ Sithis paused “She wants to protect you, and that’s good.”
Tinuviel nodded and changed the subject. “Dad, the wolf; he’s… dumb and smart. Smart enough… to go through the chimney… but too dumb… to hear the fire.”
“Maybe. What did you learn from the story?”
“Being smart…. Is better than being lazy.”
“Close enough, I guess? The two little pigs now felt sorry for having been so lazy. They too built their houses with bricks and lived happily ever after.”
“Thank you, dad. But…. I’m still not sleepy….”
“Do you want a second story, Tinuviel?”
“Yes, please.”
Sithis quickly nodded and then left the room. Tinuviel thought about the story and looking at her brother, she whispered: “ Seen from the wolf’s perspective… he only wanted to survive, and needed to die because he was hungry. He wasn’t bad… Seen from the pigs perspective… a hungry wolf wanted to kill them. He was bad.” She thought it over and finally finished: “You’re really smart, brother.”

❖ The hare and the tortoise
Ciria now entered, she looked at her sleeping son and her daughter, who seemed to be talking to him. She saw Sey shivering and instinctively blew into the fire. “Someone told me you still can’t sleep. No wonder, I couldn’t sleep either after such a story.”
“Mom… I liked the story, I won’t… grow up to be a dark bean.”

“I hope so. But remember, not everything in this world is cruel.”
“I know… You aren’t cruel, mom.”
A big smile appeared on Ciria and she gently gave her daughter a nose bump. “Thank you, dear.”
“Mom, don’t be mad at dad… I love both of you, and you can trust me… No story can change my heart.”
“Maybe you’re right. Let’s begin with the story, shall we? I’m going to tell you The hare and the tortoise.”
“Is it a dark story?” Tinuviel joked.
“Of course not. Well, you could say it’s a little bit dark, but I think it’s fine.” She paused and then began “Once upon a time there was a hare who, boasting how he could run faster than anyone else, was forever teasing tortoise for its slowness. Then one day, the irate tortoise answered back: “Who do you think you are? There’s no denying you’re swift, but even you can be beaten!” The hare squealed with laughter. “Beaten in a race? By whom? Not you, surely! I bet there’s nobody in the world that can win against me, I’m so speedy. Now, why don’t you try?” Annoyed by such bragging, the tortoise accepted the challenge.”
“Mom? Are tortoises really that slow..? And hares that fast?”
“Well, yes. Tortoises are slow and hares are fast, but in the story, their speed is a bit exaggerated.”
“Does that mean that… the hare isn’t the fastest in the world?”
“Yes, there are other animals that are even faster.” Ciria once again blew into the fire and then continued “Where were we… ah yes. A course was planned, and the next day at dawn they stood at the starting line. The hare yawned sleepily as the meek tortoise trudged slowly off. When the hare saw how painfully slow his rival was, he decided, half asleep on his feet, to have a quick nap.”
“That isn’t smart.”
“No, it isn’t. “Take your time!” he said. “I’ll have forty winks and catch up with you in a minute.” The hare woke with a start from a fitful sleep and gazed round, looking for the tortoise. But the creature was only a short distance away, having barely covered a third of the course.”
“I like it when you… change you voice like that.”
“Hey! I heard that!” A head appeared behind Ciria and then Sithis stood there. “You like it when she changes her voice, but you don’t like when I do it?”
“Mom can do it better than you, dad.”
Ciria grinned at Sithis who stood there with sadness in his eyes. “Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” She began to giggle. Tinuviel joined her and finally Sithis too. “Well then, it seems that voice changing isn’t my strength.” With those words he laid down beside Tinuviel and Sey. “Go on with your story, I would like to hear the amazing voice changer.”
“It would be my pleasure.” Ciria smirked. “Breathing a sigh of relief, the hare decided he might as well have breakfast too, and off he went to munch some cabbages he had noticed in a nearby field.”
“The hare is really dumb.” Tinuviel needed to laugh.
“But the heavy meal and the hot sun made his eyelids droop. With a careless glance at the tortoise, now halfway along the course, he decided to have another snooze before flashing past the winning post.”
“It’s getting better and better.”

“Shush Tinuviel. Listen to the story, dear.”
“But, it’s true, isn’t it?”
“Yes, but making fun of someone isn’t making you better than him.”
“I’m not… making fun of him. I’m just saying the truth. Like you said, the truth hurts.”
Sithis flashed Ciria a teasing smile. “Truth hurts…” he repeated.
“Yes, yes. Let’s just continue. And smiling at the thought of the look on the tortoise’s face when it saw the hare speed by, he fell fast asleep and was soon snoring happily. The sun started to sink, below the horizon, and the tortoise, who had been plodding towards the winning post since morning, was scarcely a yard from the finish. At that very point, the hare woke with a jolt. He could see the tortoise a speck in the distance and away he dashed. He leapt and bounded at a great rate, his tongue lolling, and gasping for breath. Just a little more and he’d be first at the finish. But the hare’s last leap was just too late, for the tortoise had beaten him to the winning post. Poor hare! Tired and in disgrace, he slumped down beside the tortoise who was silently smiling at him.
“Slowly does it every time!” he said.” Ciria paused for a moment and then added: “ You see? The hare was defeated by determination and hard wor-“ Both Tinuviel and Sithis had fallen asleep. Ciria sighed, blew into the fire one last time and then also laid down beside the three other beans. “Good night.” She whispered.


❖ Relationships

Sithis Alterier Aeterna
Tinuviel’s best friend and dear father. She loves him for being a goof, for making her always laugh and for being the one who can cheer her up. He’s the one who’s always there for her and can always rely on. She loves to watch him craft items and work in general, because in these moments he can be serious and Tinuviel will study him. She will always respect his two sides; the gentleman and the dorky but loveable father.

Obscuciria Aranea Lacrymosa
Tinuviel’s mother and her idol. She admires and respects her for being to one who wants to and is able to protect her family from anything. She wants to be as strong as her, physically and psychically. Because they’re both perfectionists, she likes to help Ciria with anything; both of them get annoyed if something isn’t perfect and whenever they're together this won’t happen. Tinuviel loves her and looks up to her mother, even though they sometimes argue, because they're both hardheaded.

Sequinn Larkier Aeterna
Tinuviel’s brother and her better half, as she likes to say. She’s very protective of him and is secretly proud, that her name’s the only one he can remember. She rarely leaves his side and will always be there for him. She always tries to keep him warm and to help him remember, and whenever someone addresses him, she whispers their name in his ear. She loves listening to him analysing stories and admires him for being so smart. They have a very strong bond.

❖ Snickers
This is Snickers. An old, torn apart teddy bear with no legs and only one arm left. Tinuviel found him some months ago in the garden and didn't leave its side since then, even though at first her mother didn’t want her to keep it him. After some time and arguing, Ciria finally allowed her to keep him, on the condition that she needed to wash and patch it. Tinuviel agreed. Snickers is her only item and toy, she doesn’t want anything else and even though he does look a bit disgusting (at least for some people), she loves him and always keeps him in her pouch.

❖ Art

▪ by RenaiRoa
▪ by Nanuuk/LanahCohen
▪ Old recoloured Collab between RenaiRoa and me (Nissa)
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Thank you for reading my form! I hope you enjoyed it c:
I live in Luxembourg and this is my third year learning English, so I'm really sorry if there are any mistakes!
I quickly wanted to thank RenaiRoa for answering so many questions I asked her about the English grammar, for gifting such a gorgeous art piece and for naming Snickers! x3
(By the way, I don't know why, but some "the" have been deleted in my two bedtime stories, I corrected some, but there may be still a few missing!)

Word Count:
Personality: 485/500
Bedtime Stories: 776 + 881 (1657)/Unlimited
Extras: 544/2000

[DelightfulMelon]

possible, mark.

Watching for now

[Evils]

Mark, reserve

[.starfish]

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---ɴᴀᴍᴇ; Devynn Brinley Aeterna
---ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ; Devynn means divine and Brinley means princess
---ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ; both English names
---ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ; Vyn (vin) or Vynnie (vinny)
---ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ; Female
---ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ; Heterosexual
---ᴀɢᴇ; number
---ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ; date
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word count: /500
Devynn can be described as either the sweetest girl you have ever met, or someone with the worst attitude in the world. She usually judges someone by their first impression and how they treat her. She can be a great friend if you get passed her short temper and frequent mood swings. Once you really get to know her, she is extremely loyal and caring. With her closest friends, she can sometimes be seen as a complete nutjob. She usually doesn't care what others think of her and she holds her head up high. She believes she is a form of royalty and that others should follow her orders. She can tend to be a bit bossy and even call others her servants. She will do that to beans she doesn't like or even some she considers her friends.
Though she can come off as a bit prissy, she is a great friend to have. She sticks up for what she believes in even if it may not be logical or seem right. As a young child, she believes in many things such as mythical creatures and fairy tales. She often wanders around pretending she is a real princess from one of the stories she has been told. She may pretend to be a princess sometimes but other times she truly believes herself to be a real princess. She makes up a story about how she has to live a common life so that she can hide from bean who don't like the royal family she really came from. She will eventually grow out of that but a little part of it will always stick with her.
Going along with her thinking she's a princess, Devynn seems to think she can do whatever she wants without consequences. Her favorite thing to do is steal something that she knows someone will need, hide it, and pretend she never saw it in the first place or blame it on someone else. She can be a bit secretive when it comes to personal belongings and other things along those lines. She will often try to manipulate other beans as well. She feels that as royalty she should get whatever she wants and when she wants it.




Devynn sat up in her bed as her parents came into her room. She saw her twin brother sitting up next to her and she pulled her blanket up to her chin. "Bedtime story?" She asked excitedly as her mother sat down next her her on her bed. Her eyes lit up slightly and she bounced on her bed waiting for the story.

Ciria smiled and looked at Sequinn then back at Devynn. "I see someone's excited for a story." She said and pulled the covers down from Vyn's chin.

"Yes I am." She admitted and smiled at her mother again.

Ciria nodded and tried to come up with a story. "Alight I have one." She said and made herself comfortable. "Once upon a time, there was a poor man by the name of Aladdin."

"This is my favorite!" Vyn said excitedly and then sat quietly so she could listen to the story.

"Aladdin lived in a very run down area but he could see the palace from his home. Inside the palace lived a beautiful princess named Jasmine, with her father who was the Sultan. Her father tells her, one day, that she must marry a prince. She doesn't want to marry a prince just to remain royalty but she wants to marry for love, so she runs away from the palace. She ends up in the marketplace of the town where she runs into Aladdin. He stands up for her when she gets in trouble but when they try to arrest Aladdin, Jasmine reveals herself as the princess and orders the guards to release him but they take him to jail anyways."

"No! They can't take him to jail!" Vynnie complained and gave her mother a pouty face.

"don't worry, this is just the start of the story." Ciria told her daughter and continued on with the story.

"Aladdin was thrown into the dungeon and the guards returned Jasmine to the palace. Now, Jasmine's father, the sultan, has an assistant named Jafar. Jasmine ordered the release of Aladdin but Jafar tricked Jasmine into thinking he had been sentenced to death. But, Jafar wanted to get inside a special cave to get a lamp that supposedly held a genie. His only problem was that he couldn't enter the cave. He was told that only a 'Diamond in the Rough' could enter the cave. So Jafar disguises himself as a elderly man and helps Aladdin escape from jail and promises him a reward for his return from the cave with the lamp. As Aladdin tries to get out with the lamp, his pet monkey, Abu, tries to steal a gem and causes the cave to start to collapse."

Vynnie gasped and stared intently at her mother. She had heard the story told so many times but always had the same reaction to every part of it.

"Aladdin and Abu had found a magic carpet. They used it to avoid all of the falling rocks from the cave and the molten lava that started to fill it up. They got to a safe place and Aladdin still had the lamp but they were trapped in the cave. Aladdin rubs the lamp and the Genie comes out and says that he will grant Aladdin three wishes. Aladdin tricks the Genie into freeing himself, Abu and the carpet from the collapsed cave. After they get out, Aladdin uses his first wish to become a prince. He wanted to get closer to Jasmine but before he had only been a prisoner, so he couldn't."

"Back at the palace, Jafar wanted to be sultan. He tries to mind wash Jasmine's father into arranging a marriage between her and Jafar. Before he can get very far with that, Aladdin appears in a parade as 'Prince Ali of Ababwa'. Aladdin then took Jasmine on a magic carpet ride all over the world. Jasmine tricks Ali into revealing who he really was but he tells her he dressed like a commoner to escape the life of being a prince. He takes Jasmine home but before he leaves he her, he kisses her as she is getting off the magic carpet."

Vynnie scrunched up her face at the thought of them kissing but then looked back at her mother and laughed. "That's gross" She said as Ciria continued the story.

"Aladdin leaves the palace but is soon found and kidnapped by the guards, sent to find him by Jafar. He still wants to get a marriage arranged between him and Jasmine but he can't with Aladdin around so he has them tie him up and throw him into the ocean. Genie saves Aladdin as his second wish and returns to the palace and reveals what Jafar did. "

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[Valesfer]

reserve :3 cause omg.

[Jochedo]

Mark!

[MegaCherrio]

always loved the mom so I might try out for the girlie if I have time- if not, congrats to the couple and (future) new owner! n,n

[BlackWren]

Oh my god - If she becomes my last bean I will be forever happy holy crap
Hoping to try out if I have the time

The girl is UFA.

Yep...you heard that right. And it is not an all out impress me. -Peace said that I am too difficult to impress-

The format is simple -yesh!!-

Name. <- Obvious
Personality <- Word limit of 500, and try to convey this through the next part.
Bed time story <- No word limit. This is fun, all you have to do...is...

- decide on a suitable bed time story, or fairytale, anything you would tell to a kid before they go to sleep.

- rp a scene involving Sithis and/or Ciria, telling the story to the baby.

- example of what I mean can be found here, I will be updating it nightly as well, in case you wanna see more Sequinn Sithis Ciria interaction to give you an idea of how Sithia will turn out.

- yes, you could use stories which I have already chosen


Optional extras
- Unlimited art!
- Whatever, as long as the overall word count of this extra writing is less than 2000 words.
- fine, impress me.
- ...ok, it's a hidden impress me

That's it. Some rules before we start!
- Please do NOT NOT NOT NOT write 'reserve' then don't do anything. If you want to drop out, then write something like 'drop out'.
- Otherwise, I will never consider your form for another Sithia again BI
- So, only post if you are going planning to finish!
- please don't put font size below 85. Please...it's painful for me to read, then I will zoom in...and probably mess up the coded layout.
- And no eye burning colours!!!

End date: 19th September 2015
So that gives you...about 3 weeks. Strictly no extensions will be given.

Have fun!

-Other pages of interests;
Sithis' profile page
Ciria's profile page
Sequinn's profile page

For other stuff, eg. history of my beans, their love, their marriage, their whatever rp lies between, feel free to wander around posts found here!!

[Vraska the Unseen]

I may try out. Watching for now.

[osteoh]

ohh nooooo! I'm extremely inspired by this contest prompt. :O
I don't want to for sure say I'm trying out, but I do want to drop by and say this is a very cute contest idea and I approve.