Recently: Woke from a very strange, very long, very deep sleep. Couldn't remember his dreams, but....he had been somewhere else? Noticed that he was in a bed of woven ferns, with two pale roses set beside him. Strange...Without much question he ate the roses as a small breakfast and went for a drink from the Idol.
Met a tall, dark stranger there (Israel); greeted him and went for a drink. However as he turned to climb up the bank, slipped on some ice and fell into the frigid water. After pulling himself out quite embarrassed, at that, Israel offered to make a fire so that Ambrose wouldn't freeze. Agreed and followed him, ending up cuddling with the stag beside the fire for warmth as his coat dried out.
The next day was found by Virus during yet another nap. Was scentmarked, and cuddled with as they spoke, admitting how much they'd missed each other. Asked about the rest of the 'family' and was assured that they were all doing well. Received a thorough grooming; once again reminded Virus of his promise to take the buck to the human world. Once again excited at the prospect.
Took a walk to refresh himself after Virus left; after visiting the Gods' Hill, found Israel once again. Glad to see his new friend, went to snuggle with him some more. Was scentmarked for the second time that day. Once more the subject of the human world was brought up, and Israel offered to take Ambrose to go see India with him. Ambrose gently declined...for now, however tempting the offer stands. Talked a bit more, and started grooming Israel as the stag began to doze off. Finally started feeling dozy again himself, and used the stag as a pillow.
Previously: urhurhur
Ambrose (~) Gender:// Male - androgynous Orientation:// Unknown; (currently) nonexistant? Has little knowledge or care of such things Age:// Adolescent (about the equivalent of a 16-17 y/o human) Speech:// #6d5e60 Voice:// Sounds like Jen; sometimes speaks with an odd, vaguely old-fashioned dialect Scent:// Crushed leaves, rain, wildflowers - masked by the scent of roses Size:// x (A tiny bit taller now; need to update this)
Set:// Permadevout pelt, Fan mask, Purple flowers
(Alt. Set: Secretary pelt, Fan mask, Red flowers; wears this when 'painted')
'Treasures', gifts:// A small pouch of rose petals made into a pendant (from Virus)
♦Currently at that awkward point in development; not quite one thing yet no longer another
♦Has very poor vision. Physical touch is almost a necessity to him and he will groom, cuddle, and touch the face of whoever he might be with (if permitted).
♦Almost childlike; doesn't know how or if he should 'grow up'.
♦Places an exceedingly high value on aesthetics. Frequently decorates himself with flowers, perfumes, and dyes and becomes embarrassed if his appearance isn't up to par.
♦Unaware of any confusion regarding his gender due to his appearance or mannerisms. He has only ever been praised for his looks and elegance and sees no need to change this; he's a sucker for compliments.
♦Increasingly curious about the human world as he's been told it may have something to do with his past. Hardly remembers his life before entering the Forest.
♦Easily overwhelmed and disoriented by too much noise, movement, or negative feelings from himself or others. Tends to avoid crowds when he can because of this.
♦Prone to nightmares, extremely vivid dreams, and fitful sleeping. Dislikes falling asleep by himself, though this is fading.
♦Superstitious; refuses to step into mushroom rings and is very wary about using magic unsupervised.
♦Has a tendency to avoid others when upset, but can grow whiny at times. Whining increases with his low pain tolerance.
♦Affected by early-onset ocular nystagmus: brought on by his albinism, his eyes tend to involuntarily 'quiver' back and forth
♦Finds it difficult to distinguish bright colors; sees mostly in pastels
It should be noted that Ambrose is played IC; his thoughts and actions do not represent my own.
Also, please let me know of any coding screwups and/or spelling errors and such. It's a bad habit for me to try to pull off these things while half-asleep.
Feel free to start some sort of rp with him, on here or though MSN/email c: I'll always be more than happy to oblige; this little one desperately needs more interactions and development.
I may be contacted at <3
He nodded in response, still not looking up toward the stag. "Blueberries are good for that, they stain better than flowers...." Well, obviously it didn't work this time; then again, no one was here to help. His fault, he supposed, for trying to attempt such intricate designs himself. Ambrose's shoulders sagged and his neck drooped, further hiding himself in the shrubbery. "And I'm sorry for invading your space, but I won't bother you." No, if the stag was still upset by his presence, he would just sit here out of the way and let the foliage cover his form...
------------------ Nate: Somehow I knew you would 8|
"No kidding, huh?" Since the visitor didn't show any signs of departure, the shapeshifter thought that he could just as well talk with them for a while. They seemed entertaining enough. With a somewhat indifferent expression on his face, Vier folded his legs under himself and sat nearby the white stag. "Why would anyone do such a thing?", he asked. This ought to be good.
Why? Well, wasn't the reason obvious enough? "When it's done right, it can be really lovely..." Yes, when done right. Now he looked ridiculous. The buck sighed heavily and looked up at the stranger, surprised to see him sitting so close. He realized suddenly that they had totally glanced over introductions; Ambrose never even gave him a proper bow. "Did I ever ask your name?"
"Hmh, I see," Vier smiled shortly, and regarded the painting job on the younger stag through the shrubs. It seemed messy rather than lovely. "It's still pretty eccentric if you ask me." The shapeshifter yawned and adjusted his position in order to get more comfortable. "I believe you didn't so much as even stand up. As for my name...well, it's complicated." The light golden stag bend his head slightly back to look up at the birch branches that filtered the sun light, creating a flickery play of shadow and light on the ground. "I suppose that you can call me Vier."
Edit: Gonna hit the sack now, but we can still continue the rp, I'll just reply some other day then. Thanks for playing with me! <3
Edit v2: Haha, oh man, now that I look back at my reply I can see that it's flawed, he did ask his name! :'D It was 2:00 AM here, so that's why my reply is incoherent. I edited it so that it makes more sense now. Sorry!
Aw, it's fine~! I'm sorry for going MIA like that; work and getting sick have kept me either busy or in bed, haha ;u; I'll go ahead and reply; continue if you still want to~! ♥
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'Eccentric?' Well, there's a word no one had used before to describe him. And when the stag pointed out further the lack of proper greeting, Ambrose felt himself sink lower into the blueberries, half-hoping that the twigs and leaves would totally envelop him and his embarrassment for the rest of time. "I'm sorry," he said quietly, but picked his head up again and turned back to the stag when he introduced himself. "Vier...?" He held his head at a slight tilt, tasting the name as if he were learning a foreign word. "Pleased to meet you. Though I wish it could have been under better circumstances." Ambrose sighed heavily, letting his eyelids droop as his gaze lowered toward the ground.
Dude everything is starting to bloom here 8|
We just had a sudden snap of 'cold' weather the other day but it's already warming up...
And augh I wanna clean more today but noooo I have to go in for work all day x__x Damn people and their Valentines' tea parties we're gonna be so busy 'orz
(Happy Valentines' day to you guys though! ♥)
Guess what. My page. -Flee-
-Flee-
mellion: He nodded in
He nodded in response, still not looking up toward the stag. "Blueberries are good for that, they stain better than flowers...." Well, obviously it didn't work this time; then again, no one was here to help. His fault, he supposed, for trying to attempt such intricate designs himself. Ambrose's shoulders sagged and his neck drooped, further hiding himself in the shrubbery. "And I'm sorry for invading your space, but I won't bother you." No, if the stag was still upset by his presence, he would just sit here out of the way and let the foliage cover his form...
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Nate: Somehow I knew you would 8|
"No kidding, huh?" Since the
Why? Well, wasn't the reason
Edit: Whoops, a double post.
"Hmh, I see," Vier smiled
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Edit: Gonna hit the sack now, but we can still continue the rp, I'll just reply some other day then. Thanks for playing with me! <3
Edit v2: Haha, oh man, now that I look back at my reply I can see that it's flawed, he did ask his name! :'D It was 2:00 AM here, so that's why my reply is incoherent. I edited it so that it makes more sense now. Sorry!
Aw, it's fine~! I'm sorry for
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'Eccentric?' Well, there's a word no one had used before to describe him. And when the stag pointed out further the lack of proper greeting, Ambrose felt himself sink lower into the blueberries, half-hoping that the twigs and leaves would totally envelop him and his embarrassment for the rest of time. "I'm sorry," he said quietly, but picked his head up again and turned back to the stag when he introduced himself. "Vier...?" He held his head at a slight tilt, tasting the name as if he were learning a foreign word. "Pleased to meet you. Though I wish it could have been under better circumstances." Ambrose sighed heavily, letting his eyelids droop as his gaze lowered toward the ground.
What do you mean spring
I just fell into snow today so that it buried my thighs :I
Damn you and your warm climate... : <
Dude everything is starting
We just had a sudden snap of 'cold' weather the other day but it's already warming up...
And augh I wanna clean more today but noooo I have to go in for work all day x__x Damn people and their Valentines' tea parties we're gonna be so busy 'orz
(Happy Valentines' day to you guys though! ♥)
I love this adorable boy.
Trackies! c:
Ah, cutie ♥
Thankyouuu~ ;u;
And that goes for all of you, haha. ♥
aaaah Ambrose ;;