Post by Mousy677 on Dec 17, 2010 5:37:20 GMT -5
The island bathes in the sun's bright rays,
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Distant hills wear a shroud of grey...
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Distant hills wear a shroud of grey...
Happiness follows sorrow,
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Only believing in tomorrow
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Only believing in tomorrow
The character this application is going to apply for is Bonnie Kirkland. She represents Cornwall. They look 14. This character is Custom. Their apparent birthday is 8/13/?. This character's sexuality is Hetrosexual.
?. This character's sexuality is Hetrosexual.A lonely breeze whispers in the trees,
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Sole witness to history
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Sole witness to history
Physical Appearance:
Cornwall is one of those people who bears no resemblance whatever to her family: while her older brother, England, is blonde, she has jet-black hair. Indeed, the only physical similarity that the two bear is their eye colour: both have striking, venom-green eyes, but that's the only way in which they are similar in appearance (they're actually pretty similar, personality-wise).
There are two particularly important things to know about Cornwall, and the first is the fact that that scar, the one under her eye, comes from England. The other thing is that the fact that her left eye looks cloudy is a cataract. Oh, and there's a third thing: her crutches. She was rebellious in her youth, that's all I have to say.
Usually, Cornwall is not observed to be wearing glasses, but there are occasions when she will wear glasses: she isn't sure why, but her sight has deteriorated greatly over the years. Not that she's sure why. So, one eye clouded over with a cataract, the other with poor sight and glasses. As I already said, though, her eyes are the same venom-green as those of her brother.
Animal Forms:
Red-billed Chough
Common rat (Rattus Norvegicus)
Fleeting memories rise,
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From the shadows of my mind
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From the shadows of my mind
Likes: (Five at the least.)
Dislikes: (Five at the least)
Sing "nonomori" - endless corridors,
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Say "nonomori" - hopeless warriors, You were there, You were there
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Say "nonomori" - hopeless warriors, You were there, You were there
Personality: (350 words long)
Fears: (At least two, 50 words at the least)
Weaknesses: (100 words, at least Four weaknesses.)
Strengths: (100 words, at least Four strengths.)
Am I forever dreaming,
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How to define the way I'm feeling
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How to define the way I'm feeling
History: (350 words. We want national history. Mostly wars and revolutions.)
Theme Song: (Optional, but you can add it if you wish.)
You were there,
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Countless visions they haunt me in my sleep
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Countless visions they haunt me in my sleep
Family?:
Brittany -- Britanny is the only person Cornwall likes, and the only one who likes her in return: they were parters in their rebellions, and both bear the scars of it.
England -- Don't mention him within 200 metres of Cornwall, or you may well find yourself staring up at the ceiling when she trips you up with her crutch.
France -- See above, although doubly so, because she hates France for all he's done to the world.
America -- If you hate England, she likes you.
China -- She's fond of China, for some reason.
Canada -- Like him, she has always been forgotten and pushed aside. She feels sorry for him.
Enemies and Rivals?:
England -- Don't mention him within 200 metres of Cornwall, or you may well find yourself staring up at the ceiling when she trips you up with her crutch.
France -- See above, although doubly so, because she hates France for all he's done to the world.
RP Sample:
"Kernewek yw oll ankevys gans pobel yowynk," Cornwall murmured. She stared up at the sky, predictably dark, and wrapped her arms around herself, lifting her crutches a couple of centimetres off the ground, all of her weight resting on her right side. She narrowed green eyes, closing her good eye. Still, her vision in the other wasn't there.
"Well, I shall just have to live with it," she muttered darkly. She put her crutches back on the ground, at walked over to the edge of the cliff, looking out over the sea.
The next person to insult her was going to be thrown over this cliff, certainly. She didn't think she could stand another insult from the tactless other countries; even she and Brittany, the Clyde to her Bonnie in more ways than one, had been drifting apart.
Worst of all, though, was England.
Grumbling, she pushed her hair out of her eyes. Even if it was gathered behind a hairband, it still managed to get in her eyes, and her Cornish-bloody-complexion was of no great help. Jeez, she looked monochromatic, and more boring than boring.
Really, she had been planning on paying a visit to the Minack, a theatre carved in to a hill, because there was a play that she liked on there. But she'd gotten distracted by the view over the sea. It really was beautful out there; even if it was cloudy, she liked the grey colour that the seas took, and, being a piratical, sea-faring principality, the rougher the better.
As she examined the horizon, she saw how choppy it was out there, and that there was no-one looking out over the beach; no children splashed in the sea. Chuckling, she said, "It's like a have a permanent grey cloud over my head. I like that."
She liked her lips, which already tasted of salt, despite the fact she was about 50 metres about the sea, and left the cliff. The play would be starting in a few minutes, after all, and she didn't want to be late.
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Kernewek yw oll ankevys gans pobel yowynk means Cornish is all forgotten by the young people.
You were there,
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Though forgotten all promises we keep
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Though forgotten all promises we keep
My alias online is Mous677. I am a Female. I've had 5 years in rping experience. I've found this site through Advertisement. My favorite pairings, that I would like to do with my character are: None with Bonnie, but anything involving East Asia is awesome. The best way to contact me is: PM.
Slaves to our destiny,
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I recall a melody
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I recall a melody
Ico's ending theme, You were there, is where the song lyrics came from. Go support the original creators, and don't steal the song! Neko made the profile all nice and pretty, ask for permission and give credit if you wish to use.
