Post by Seamrog on Dec 15, 2006 16:52:47 GMT -5
ADULT APPLICATION
Character Information ::
Dubbance: Seamrog
Tags: Little Clover, Sea, Clover, Frog(By Neices/Nephews)
Lifetime: Ageless
Gender: Vagina
Lineage: Heavenhound x Hellhound
Parentals: Nakkaira(Heavenhound) x Citrate(Hellhound)
HALF-Siblings: Reishae(Deceased), Goldenhour
Mated?: Never
Spawn?: Never-ever-ever.
Website: W.I.P.
Desired rank: Any.
Description: Creature of both dark and light nature rest in the fallen blood-red petals of an odd tree found among these lands. Her coat was short on the back, yet long and wavy along her petite underside. Limbs were lengthy, robust with muscles and whatnot, yet they rest in an angelic cross before her. Snout was long, covered in a distinguishing tribal that ran across her entire bodice and glimmered from a spring green to a yellow-green. Liquids stared off into the distance ahead of her, sparkling the pond green they were, pupils changing from large to small as she focused her view in and out from boredom. She was a masterpiece, formed of hellion and angel, packed away in this ivory box of rainbow tribal decoration.
Roleplaying ::
(Please, write down all the three required posts. You can also add some old posts if you wish to. And we're not giving you the situations, btw.)
Socializing; Seamrog arched brow to angelic brujo, massive mitts being pulled back to fold under her rather large ribcage. Audits flicked back and flattened against her tiara as rims were drawn back and large ivories were flashed in his general direction. "Danger.." She huffed, giving cranium a toss as she gave a soft 'hmph'-like snort from her silver-gray nostrils.. "Everyone is a danger to someone." She tensed, giving a hard glare upon him and watching him over. "Isdola.. Hm.. Girl's name. .." She paused a short second, "Seamrog, but if you do not understand that meaning or can't seem to pronounce it correctly.. Take a look at my forehead and call me Clover." Arched brow relaxed, her square cranium turning to face the brute, showing the still green clover that swirled from spring green to yellowgreen and repeat. She's like a rainbow lavalamp with legs!
Fighting;
Seamrog's short coat shifted, tribal shimmering and fading away into a bright red that resembled fresh blood. Petals had struck her bodice and her mood had changed at the slightest sniff of a new scent. Her 'alarm' was raised, causing her colors to change dramatically. Being the chameleon creature she was, she was use to quick changes. Her coast flashed war, demonic horns sprouting from her cranium as a rattle-sounding clickering of her serpentine tongue was heard. Fallen angel rattled that split tongue of hers, turning slits in the brutes direction as she warned him first off that he was stepping too close to her. He stepped into her 'circle of trust'. "Can I help you?" She scowled, giving another rattle noise of her tongue as she watched him closely.
Hunting;
(( Okay I am awareee that those posts are from my first and ONLY rp on Seamrog, but.. Can't say I didn't try. I'll add more later on. Idola knows my potentional. <3 ))
Character Information ::
Dubbance: Seamrog
Tags: Little Clover, Sea, Clover, Frog(By Neices/Nephews)
Lifetime: Ageless
Gender: Vagina
Lineage: Heavenhound x Hellhound
Parentals: Nakkaira(Heavenhound) x Citrate(Hellhound)
HALF-Siblings: Reishae(Deceased), Goldenhour
Mated?: Never
Spawn?: Never-ever-ever.
Website: W.I.P.
Desired rank: Any.
Description: Creature of both dark and light nature rest in the fallen blood-red petals of an odd tree found among these lands. Her coat was short on the back, yet long and wavy along her petite underside. Limbs were lengthy, robust with muscles and whatnot, yet they rest in an angelic cross before her. Snout was long, covered in a distinguishing tribal that ran across her entire bodice and glimmered from a spring green to a yellow-green. Liquids stared off into the distance ahead of her, sparkling the pond green they were, pupils changing from large to small as she focused her view in and out from boredom. She was a masterpiece, formed of hellion and angel, packed away in this ivory box of rainbow tribal decoration.
Roleplaying ::
(Please, write down all the three required posts. You can also add some old posts if you wish to. And we're not giving you the situations, btw.)
Socializing; Seamrog arched brow to angelic brujo, massive mitts being pulled back to fold under her rather large ribcage. Audits flicked back and flattened against her tiara as rims were drawn back and large ivories were flashed in his general direction. "Danger.." She huffed, giving cranium a toss as she gave a soft 'hmph'-like snort from her silver-gray nostrils.. "Everyone is a danger to someone." She tensed, giving a hard glare upon him and watching him over. "Isdola.. Hm.. Girl's name. .." She paused a short second, "Seamrog, but if you do not understand that meaning or can't seem to pronounce it correctly.. Take a look at my forehead and call me Clover." Arched brow relaxed, her square cranium turning to face the brute, showing the still green clover that swirled from spring green to yellowgreen and repeat. She's like a rainbow lavalamp with legs!
Fighting;
Seamrog's short coat shifted, tribal shimmering and fading away into a bright red that resembled fresh blood. Petals had struck her bodice and her mood had changed at the slightest sniff of a new scent. Her 'alarm' was raised, causing her colors to change dramatically. Being the chameleon creature she was, she was use to quick changes. Her coast flashed war, demonic horns sprouting from her cranium as a rattle-sounding clickering of her serpentine tongue was heard. Fallen angel rattled that split tongue of hers, turning slits in the brutes direction as she warned him first off that he was stepping too close to her. He stepped into her 'circle of trust'. "Can I help you?" She scowled, giving another rattle noise of her tongue as she watched him closely.
Hunting;
(( Okay I am awareee that those posts are from my first and ONLY rp on Seamrog, but.. Can't say I didn't try. I'll add more later on. Idola knows my potentional. <3 ))
