"...Little red!...." Mood: Happy, Motherly.
Health: 100% {Rarely fights only for defense}
Obtained some scratches scattered around her body
+5 when in the sun for a long period of time
+2 when not.
Mental: 100% +3-9
Notes: Redoing her personality/relations/how I play her In-game ect a bit.
Recent: Woke up and decided to paint her fur white. Figuring it be a nice change for a while, took a walk towards the crying idol. Settling in the flowers calmly, awaiting for the day to unravel. Feel asleep shortly after, waking up to the sounds of light footsteps. Spotting a little deer she's seen near Allison quite a while ago. Greeted the cutie, and proceeded to romp around the best her old bones could. Commenting to herself she was getting too old for such movement, but none the less enjoyed herself, cuddled with the little one dozing off in its company.
Family:
Kalila: Fraternal twin sister/ Dislike
Myszka: Adopted son
Rene: Adopted son
Allison: Adopted daughter
Ethan: Memory/ lost
Damien:
Common:
Donovan
Roxanna
Serpens
ect..
Caring|| Motherly|| Trusting|| Forgiving|| Strong|| Wholeheartedly does things|| A great actor|| Warm|| Loving|| Protector|| Pure|| Artistic|| Reflective|| Idealistic|| Uses words rather than violence|| Adaptable|| Not perfect|| Enthusiastic|| Sensitive|| Sensible|| Quiet|| Polite|| Worry wart|| Resourceful|| Intellectually|| Quick|| Is able to find something she likes in anyone|| Respectful|| A leader when given the chance|| Assertive|| Vague|| Regal||
Likes:
The sun|| Fairy tales/stories|| Closeness|| Warmth|| Stars|| The smell of flowers|| Candles|| Family|| Fruit|| Smiles|| Fawns/kids|| Other animals; loves doves and bunnies.|| The color white/gold|| Things that shine or glow|| Blue free skies|| Stretching her legs/running/jogging/walking around the forest|| Spell spamming friends|| Watching others romp around.
Name: Veil
Real name: Veronica?
Scent: She has a fragrant smell of peaches and pine cones.
Species: 20% Japanese Sika, 20% Ezo deer, 10% TEF deer
Voice:
Appearance: A golden pelt that shimmers/sparkles with a small ring of crimson red around the base of the neck, a regular golden deer face with no scars; that's half way hidden by her crimson red skull mask. Her antlers are dull but long, painted golden with little red indents in them. Eyes are a dark emerald green color yet sometimes turn a deep red shade when not in the sunlight, they're orb shaped she has no pupil in both eyes. Face ref. Hight=#21, Body structure=#22 Human concept
Mask; Any kind, but usually real deer/skull/or noh mask.
Pelts; Butterfly/Golden butterfly/DotD/BZD/Crying idol/Devout pelt.
Antlers; Antelope/BZD/Poppies/DotD/Candles/Real deer/Default/Noh
Gender: Female
Mate: Ethan? A heart will heal.
Polysexual
Age: Old internally, yet young looking on the outside.
Decades old but doesn't look a day over 18 in human years.
Speaks in:This color #10084
~*Art*~
Pretzil: x
Nimariel: xXx
Tornpaw: x
Dragon919: x
MickKreiger: x
Taytay101: xX
Trigger: x
Mountain Dew(Pepsi): xx
OrinocoFlow: x
Dampir: x
Acer: xx
Edmund: x
Proudwolf: x
BluedeerLegend18: x
Nopje: x
By: Pretzil
This little light, won't you let it shine?
Css by Pepsi~ ♥
All of Veils actions and thoughts are hers, and I take full responsibility for them.
The small, brown doe's ears perked as she caught scent of her mother, quickly running to her she nuzzles into her leg, tail flicking up and down happily. "Mama," She almost purred, feeling ever so happy to have her in the Forest for good now, "how are you, mama? Is the sun well for you?" She asks, brown eyes flicking up to her mother. She knew Veil had to leave the Forest while it was raining because there wasn't enough light, and she hoped the light here was enough now..
HEY that naked mini with you guys is my deer Nevaeh (rather neglected oc XD)
I was wondering if you could help me get a pelt and antlers and possibly a mask ^_^ not to sure what I want (she may end up as an ooc still not sure)
—
You do not have a soul. You ARE a soul. You have a body.
~ C.S. Lewis
Flinching at the sudden nuzzle the doe looks down. Kindly nudging her daughter with her moist nose, ”Yes Little Flower, the sun is bright;” Swinging her head up towards the large star as she responds; as if to make sure her words where true. “Have the flowers been blooming?” emerald green eyes vividly watching Allison’s flower; snowy white to her it was dazzling. She loved it; though she adored it even more when Allison wore it gleefully.
She bobbed her head up and down. "Oh, yes, and they're kept in a safe place." She smiled, letting out a small purr at her mother's nuzzle.
Her eyes followed her mother's, looking up towards the sun before looking away rather quickly as not to blind herself. "What are those roses for, mama?" She asks slowly, as if it were a secret. She looked back up towards her mother, eyes curious.
O god Orinoco so sorry hun I didn't see your comment. Glad Honey helped your cute ooc out though. Sorry ;u;
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Giggling a bit she cocks her crimson head. ”They’re very special so be sure to keep them health and safe. I don’t know much about them; only their meanings are certain to me.” Remembering of the last rose she had left to give to Allison. Though didn’t speak of it yet; feeling it was too beautiful to allow into hiding. ”They’re quiet entrancing aren’t they. Like a smooth painting; strong and still delicate. Though their thorns are quiet nasty, wouldn’t mind if they bared no weapons.” A rather silly statement; since she knew that only two of the roses carried thorns.
The doe nods her head, smiling up at her mother when she giggles. "The meanings?" She tilts her head at this, eyes still curious. Allison knew little to nothing of the roses, only that they were important and she had to hide them.. and tell no one of them, yet she had already told Roxanne. Though, she trusted Roxanne enough to know she wouldn't tell anyone. "What are the meanings?"
”There are four little flower.” Pausing a bit to think of how to explain them, ”Four vibrant roses I was given. Each has a meaning; some quiet dark. Others quiet light. The first one I gave you…. Do you remember its color?” Ears flicking a bit; her tail skims the air. Thinking of the best way to explain them; to where her little flower wouldn’t harm the bad ones. All the flowers are important, every last petal that they hung onto was a like a memory Veil held in the back of her mind. Treasures almost; even the present thoughts and memories where held in those little petals.
Four? She had only gotten three from Veil... she wondered what the last one would look like. All the roses were so beautiful, the last one must be the most beautiful one.
She nods her head. "Of course, the red one." She spoke, eyes still watching her mother ever so curiously.
Letting the pupils of her eyes graze the little doe’s face; a smile gleams. Motherly and warm she lowers herself, wanting no other to hear her words. ”Red, red is a beauty yet not as lovely as her sisters, she stands for many sins. Her thorns seem to cast a wall around her. Like protection her red petals will always feel pain. She knows nothing other than giving and receiving misfortune.” talking about the rose as if it wasn’t a flower. As if the rose itself was human. The golden doe oddly adored red. It was a color she wore so proudly; yet it’s meaning to her was so defiled. ”Do you remember the second rose you received from me..?” With a calm tone Veil asks. Wondering if the black and her mystery rose should be mentioned or not.
She stays close to her mother, nodding and giving her a nuzzle during her explanation. Not fully understanding, she at least caught on to most of it. "Why must we keep the rose if it brings nothing but pain?" She asks innocently.
Her tail gives a flick at her question, thinking for a moment. "The white rose was next."
Her head slowly swept lower. Looking directly at the doe before speaking; her demeanor quiet calm and wise at the moment, willing to repeat her words at any time if the doe asked. ”Pain helps us learn; it helps us feel and convey our emotions. To gain happiness you’ll need pain to guide you in the right direction.” Picking her head up; she continues on…. her words flowing together as she spoke of the white rose. ”Yes, White… It’s the color of your flower. Pure and stable; it feels nothing almost numb to emotions. Defenseless, carrying no thorns; white depends on red for safety.” Taking a glance over at Allison’s own flower she smiles faintly. ”White doesn’t understand love; nor lust. She’s innocent and naïve, her petals easily wilt if touched by dirty hands…” Pausing to take a quiet breath she ask her question again. “Do you remember the next color I gave you?”
She smiles slightly as her mother spoke, trying her best to follow all of her words. They all seemed to make sense, though usually when Veil spoke she could find herself easily lost in their meanings. "Purity depends on sins.." She thought out loud for a moment, her eyes drifting down for a moment before snapping back up at her mother when she asked her question. "Yes, yes, the next color was.. black." She spoke, giving a nod of her head. Now feeling anxious to learn more, she almost adored that she held such responsibility...that someone trusted her enough to. She would make sure to uphold this responsibility, no matter the cost.
Edit: YOU CALL ME BARREL? Not cool bro.. not cool *brofist*
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@Mountain Dew: ”Purity is sin, in its own meaning.” Giving a quick nod of her head, the golden doe pauses for a bit. Black, the color she detested the most of them all. ”Yes the coal rose. It stands for… my sister. The opposite of the stars and of the light; night and the moon, covering whatever its thorns touched with poison, Black is quiet pretty; one of the prettiest. Yet it has the ugliest nature.” Frightened a bit by the black rose, it held more power than all the others. It was the keeper of Kalila’s being. One that held both her and her loves worlds apart. Black was important none the less. ”The, the next rose. The final one; what color is it painted little flower?” rushing her words, she awaits her daughters reply. As anxious as she was to tell the meaning of the final flower.
MINE
CONGRATS YOU WIN NOTHING BUT
JkIly♥
Updated relationship status?
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFT Crazy women.
Crazy women.
^ this. /celebrates
/celebrates with.
Edit: LKSJDFLKJSDFL /ninja'd
What is this, I don't even..
and you hush >BI She's not like Allison/hides
WHAT WHAT Allison ain't no
WHAT
Allison ain't no whore bro.. /couldn't say that with a straight face
-floating Myszka got a bunch
(No subject)
....It burns...DB
The small, brown doe's ears
HEY that naked mini with you
I was wondering if you could help me get a pelt and antlers and possibly a mask ^_^ not to sure what I want (she may end up as an ooc still not sure)
~ C.S. Lewis
Flinching at the sudden
She bobbed her head up and
Her eyes followed her mother's, looking up towards the sun before looking away rather quickly as not to blind herself. "What are those roses for, mama?" She asks slowly, as if it were a secret. She looked back up towards her mother, eyes curious.
O god Orinoco so sorry hun I
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Giggling a bit she cocks her crimson head. ”They’re very special so be sure to keep them health and safe. I don’t know much about them; only their meanings are certain to me.” Remembering of the last rose she had left to give to Allison. Though didn’t speak of it yet; feeling it was too beautiful to allow into hiding. ”They’re quiet entrancing aren’t they. Like a smooth painting; strong and still delicate. Though their thorns are quiet nasty, wouldn’t mind if they bared no weapons.” A rather silly statement; since she knew that only two of the roses carried thorns.
its ok kiki
~ C.S. Lewis
The doe nods her head,
Orinoco: ♥ ”There
”There are four little flower.” Pausing a bit to think of how to explain them, ”Four vibrant roses I was given. Each has a meaning; some quiet dark. Others quiet light. The first one I gave you…. Do you remember its color?” Ears flicking a bit; her tail skims the air. Thinking of the best way to explain them; to where her little flower wouldn’t harm the bad ones. All the flowers are important, every last petal that they hung onto was a like a memory Veil held in the back of her mind. Treasures almost; even the present thoughts and memories where held in those little petals.
Four? She had only gotten
She nods her head. "Of course, the red one." She spoke, eyes still watching her mother ever so curiously.
Letting the pupils of her
She stays close to her
Her tail gives a flick at her question, thinking for a moment. "The white rose was next."
Her head slowly swept lower.
I srsly need to track this.
Holy shit, I didn't even see
And in respects of Liam's birthday being today, have a gif C: ♥
BDL:♥ Barrel: HA
Barrel: HA FINALLY IT ISN'T ME. Sure if you want to xD and that gif.... it amuses me you may stay for now >BI
KIKI HELP ME I SUCK AT
/tackles RINA I SWEAR TO GOD
WELL I DO LIKE BEING LOVED SO
She smiles slightly as her
Edit: YOU CALL ME BARREL? Not cool bro.. not cool *brofist*
GOOD♥ /shoves My face
/shoves My face is not lollipop >BI
@Barrel: Pfft I'll respond when I get to a computer.....Barrel are you denying your family? No brofisting for you! xP
Is Masq appearing as himself
DOUBLE POST IGNORE ME AHEHE
Nope I see him xD Edit:
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@Mountain Dew:
”Purity is sin, in its own meaning.” Giving a quick nod of her head, the golden doe pauses for a bit. Black, the color she detested the most of them all. ”Yes the coal rose. It stands for… my sister. The opposite of the stars and of the light; night and the moon, covering whatever its thorns touched with poison, Black is quiet pretty; one of the prettiest. Yet it has the ugliest nature.” Frightened a bit by the black rose, it held more power than all the others. It was the keeper of Kalila’s being. One that held both her and her loves worlds apart. Black was important none the less. ”The, the next rose. The final one; what color is it painted little flower?” rushing her words, she awaits her daughters reply. As anxious as she was to tell the meaning of the final flower.
NOOO VEIL. ;ccccccccc; don't
Ffff -clings to Veil-
PFFT WHEN IS SHE NOT DYING?
dfsodifj
...is she dying?
that audio clip is
;u; Gah you guys are going to
STOP SAYING THAT.
SAYING WHAT BRO?
SAYING WHAT BRO?
'if I do end up killing
MOFO
>BI Come at be bro... COME AT
>BI Come at be bro... COME AT ME!
(No subject)
OMYGAWD I LOVE THAT MOVIE
OMYGAWD I LOVE THAT MOVIEIKR OMG
IKR OMGI. AM. SPARTACUS.
NO! NO MY LITTLE PONY AND NO
NOBODY HATES MY LITTLE PONY
But... One Direction can definitely get out. *points to exit*
No... Ponies and no weird boy
No... Ponies and no weird boy bands >BI /shoves though exit