its by liv! ye great job liv.
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beauty is confidence but even being gorgeous can cover up scars
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| Name | |
|---|---|
| Background | |
| Creator | pluto |
| Artist | probably pluto |
| Code Base | himmalerin |
| Attribute | white lillies |
| Element | sky |
| Color | sky blue |
| Animal | white winter hamster |
| Song | sweet but a psycho - ava max |
| Character | |
| Age | 5 1/2 |
| Gender | female |
| Orientation | hetero/allo |
| Occupation | child commercial actress/singer |
| Tribe | aviwings |
| Goal | to be famous, really famous |
| Residence | mid-southern sky kingdom |
| Relatives | dad and mom and several siblings |
| Allies | type here |
| Enemies | type here |
| Likes | type here |
| Dislikes | type here |
| Powers | type here |
| Weapons | type here |
| Love Interests | type here |
| Quote | type here |
Appearance
Aureole's pristine snow-white feathers glint in the light like diamonds and pearl. Thin navy-blue lines go from her muzzle down her neck and sides. She has small wings covered in shining bluish obsidian black feathers and white bands. Her sharp pale grey horns have a polished glass-like effect.
She has a very fragile unhealthily skinny frame. As if merely shoving her could break her. Aureole's legs are long and thin, for she is quite tall when compared to others her age, but not towering. Her snout is long and angular, but still roundish due to her younger age.
idk personality?
Introverted Extrovert.
On the surface, she's average. A good, somewhat quiet, smart kid. Maybe at school she reads a bit too much when her close friends aren't around. Of course. the surface is the surface.
On the inside, her mental age is maybe fifteen hy. She has a paranoid beehive brain, something is always watching her. The mistake she make in preschool will add to the shadow over her head, that stares at her every move.
When separated from friends or people, Aureole can be a bit insane. Because of the need for people around her, she will quickly be depressed. (Quarantine would destroy her)
Power-hungry is normally a very negative quality, but it is a trait she shares. The need for fame is a constant buzz in the back of her head. Whenever Aureole's mind wanders, it goes back to fame. She needs to be admired by many, she needs to act and sing.
Her mental quality is unstable. But one thing that grind her is her appearance. Aureole loves keeping herself beautiful. It makes her confidence rise through the roof, her sanity returns.
All of these traits may remind you of a dumb popular girl at school, but Aureole is very intelligent. Too intelligent. She thinks about things that five-year-olds would never normally think about. Social injustices, mortality, mortality, and other move advanced topics. It always keeps her up at night.
But she's good at holding her poker face.
sweats this could be for...history?
but then I came along and I ate the blueberry, because blueberries are delicious and obviously i'm going to eat the most Marvelous-looking ones first. c: and so all the blueberries feared for their lives. The End.
powercry idk what you want these headings to be
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little.
i'll just put extra boxes in case you need them
Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Can you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud.
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Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good.
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