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dilinn in drafts. like for a starter?
haaaaaaa ok yeah I lied. My brain shut down and I can't get any answers that aren't just bleh bland for these questions. BUT I did make some progress as far as getting everything laid out to be posted/queued eventually if/when I get answers filled in.
someday I'll get this blog up and running proper, I swear
I don't think I owe anything on either here or Shepard, so if I'm missing anything, just let me know.
bahaha I'm a week behind on the CharDev thing whoops
He simply grins, holding up his hands. “Alright, ye win. Don’t say I didna warn ye.” He hails the bartender. “Two shots of whiskey. And ah…keep them coming.” He glanced at his partner. “We have a challenge to settle.”
"Same goes fer ye," she lets a none-too cocky smirk of her own, overly confident in her own ability as she drummed her fingers on the bartop. "Ah'm guessin' t'e loser pays t'e tab as well? Once yer conscious 'nough t' do it, at least."
Drafts empty aside from the CDC memes that I'm LMAO definitely not getting done in the intended, timely fashion.
uhhh let me know if I owe anyone. Like for a small starter? Can't guarantee when it'll be up but i'll be there.
Choose a different time period and describe what your character would have been like in that time period.
In medieval times, she would be much less obnoxious and...unique, in her look.Without access to hair dye, piercings, and the like, she would instead break her boundaries elsewhere. She would probably be a blacksmith's daughter, tanking social norms from a young age and helping her father around the forge. To keep the townsfolk happy, it's often under a guise of helping with the storefront aspects of the blacksmithing, but she learns the trade from her father and soon wants to take off and do the same thing.
How do they usually dress?
Fairly casual. The default pants are usually skinny jeans except in extreme cases, while shirts range from altered t-shirts to business-casual attire.
What do they wear to sleep?
A simple, tight-fit cami and boyshorts. This doesn't change with the weather--same thing, summer or winter.
Do they wear jewelry?
Aside from her piercings and the occasional necklaces, not usually. She's too apt to lose rings to wear them, though she does love them.
Is there anything about their appearance they wish they could change?
Something with her hair, as in, be able to dye it thirteen different colors every week without absolutely destroying it.
How would they look as the opposite sex?
Something along the lines of stereotypical British punk rockers. Leather jackets, spikes. Mohawk or liberty spiked hair. In at least four colors all at one.
What do they smell like? Why (do they wear the scent or does it occur naturally)?
Sandalwood and chai, mostly from the incense she burns in her apartment. Or if she's been at her shop all day, that can range from simple tobacco smoke to various flavors and combinations depending on what kind of e-cig juice she was making up.
Do they have an accurate mental picture of their appearance (how they see themselves versus how the world sees them)?
Fairly accurate in the manner of, if she doesn't see herself in a way she wants to, she changes it. Wants her hair lighter? Dyes a section white. Wants her eyebrows to match her hair (See icon)? Dyes them. Wants to have a more official-looking set of piercings? Change out spikes for classic studs. Though, she doesn't particularly care what the world sees her as--as long as she's happy with herself, that's all that matters.
Shaking his head, he puts his hands on his hips. “Oh, aye? And I suppose ye’re going from first hand knowledge?” Scoffing, he continues to shake his head.
"Trust me, lass. Ye’ll nae want tae get into this with me." His words were not meant to be cocky, but the faint smile on his face made them seem still harmless.
"Aye. Is there any other way t'e learn?" [ offers a smirk, mimicking his pose with an additional flick of her multicolored hair over her shoulder. ]
"Ye keep shakin' yer head an' Ah just hafta prove ye wrong. So how 'bout we stop talkin' about t'is and start doin', so Ah can put ye back in yer place?"
Tag a few of your friends and make them fill in this form! For the MUN only!
Name: Nikki
Age: 22
Birthday: Dec 15
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Literally don't even care anymore
Height: 5’2”
Blogs: This one, Annikka, and my personal that I'm never on any more
FC: I don't officially have one but I kind of want to use Hades from the Hercules movie because
is literally me. so.
Tagged: lowdowndirtydxceiver, kreinvahlok, warboundhellhound
Age? 27
Date of Birth? May 19th, 2157
Hair color? Naturally, red. Normal occasions? Various shades of black, blonde, white, blue, green, purple....
Eye color? Gray-green
Skin color/nationality? Pale, typical Irish. But no freckles
Accent (if any)? Heavy Irish. g's are truncated and she doesn't pronounce h's in her words (i.e., the becomes te, there becomes closer to dere). You is usually turned into some form of ye.
Height? 162.5cm / 5’ 4”
Weight? ~ 56.3kg / 124lbs
Tattoos? Barbed wire circling right bicep (her first tattoo) Fox with a flaming tail on back of left calf Sailor Jerry-style gypsy head on upper-left shoulder Watercolor-style cherry blossom branch up right side (hip to shoulder) Sailor Jerry-style candle with blank banner on right index finger Simple snake circling left middle finger
(the pictures are suuuuper rough ideas since I can't find exactly what I'm picturing in my head in reality T_T )
Piercings? 2 gauge lobes Left: industrial, tragus RIght: three helix studs (See this for reference) Lip Left nostril Right eyebrow
Birthmarks? None
Disfigurements? None
Scars? Nothing remarkable, just simple ones from various burns and other accidents
Do they have any nicknames? Where did they come from? Just Lyn, short for Aisellyn. She got easily tired of people butchering pronunciation of her name, so she often introduces herself as Lyn for symplicity's sake. Any other nicknames, she won't acknowledge.
I'm going to attempt this 30-day Character Development meme thing, I think. God knows I'll probably forget after a week. Or skipping so many days that I end up stretching it far past 30 days. Eh. Whaddahell.
Pierce smiled. “Aye? Well, ‘tis true the Irish like their whiskey, but we Scots…we’re the makers of said whiskey.” He smirks. “I’ll drink ye under the table, lass. Best not make a challenge ye’ll lose.” It wasn’t entirely fair to her; being who he was meant he could drink many people under the table.
[ she scrunches up her nose. ] "Ah could be sayin' the same t'e you. Ye'll be eatin' yer words, then hurlin 'em up under that same table, ye bleedin' t'ick," [ though a rough insult, her words held no venom. ] " 'Sides, evr'yone knows t'e best whiskey comes from Éire, not Scootland."
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
"Ah’ve heard t’at Romania’s quite nice. Possibly Russia? But realistically—I’d take goin’ ta’ Scotland or England, jus’ fer a change o’ scenery."
I probably really should do things on here at some point...
Like for a small starter?
OOC info, dossier, and some tags up and tested. Everything seems alright so far. And holy shit it's been forever since I set up a blog, I forgot everything that goes in it.
Since it's almost 4am, I'm not gonna get to the headcanons, or....well, anything on Shep. Ah well. :\
Gonna fill up the queue a bit tomorrow and work on some more pages, maybe whip up a small promo after I (hopefully) get my phone situation figured out. But for now, I'm out.
Do you see me now? Do you hear me now? You will know my name (x)