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- Mayflower Kowl - 09-22-2012 [html] Out of Character
Sorry if my posts are too short. x.x In Character
Carmel colored legs moved swiftly as alabaster toes thudded on the ground lacking in greenery. Burnt trees towered above the merle blue splotched head, white face turned upwards as the swiftly moving canine came to a stop, dark colored nose littered with speckles of dirty splotches of pink twitching at the odd scent of the area. It seemed as if Mayflower was running from something, but she was only running around as she wanted to see as much of this strange place as she could. Amber eyes surrounded by coffee colored fur widened as she sat back on her tail-less hindquarters, drinking in the oddness of the area with hidden amazement. A sigh slipped past gray tinted lips, holding a main color of ivory as the bored dog looked around, ears perking up at the sound of a twig cracking as she moved one of her paws. Though Mayflower hadn't know she had crushed the twig until after she'd leapt to her paws and managed to cut one of them on another twig. "Drats!" she cursed under her breath, narrowing her amber eyes again and sitting down, lowereing her neck and looking at the light blot of blood dripping from her paw. "Great, just great," she muttered, lowering her paw again. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> [/html] - Edgar - 09-22-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-22-2012 [html] Out of Character
In Character
The female blinked as the other canine approached, seeming to have written something. Still being in her normal canine form, she decided that she might as well shift into the more humanoid form she had. Doing so, Mayflower continue to sit, legs crossed. The canine nodded her long-muzzled head, wondering if the other could speak, though she didn't ask if he could or not. Mayflower stood, examining her now humanoid hand, wiping off most of the blood that still trickled from the gash with the thumb of her other hand. Mayflower sighed, remaining silent with her head cocked as she examined the 'pet' curiously. "Ouch," she muttered, sniffing the gash with her darkly colored muzzle, wincing as more crimson blood slipped past the gash again. "That hurts," she muttered, blinking rather painfully, though she didn't let any salty tears slip out of her eyes, as the canine was determined not to seem like an over-shy wimp in front of someone else besides her brother Helios. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> [/html] - Edgar - 09-23-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-23-2012 [html] Out of Character
I'm so sorry ;n; my post was horrible anyways so I just re-did it x.x In Character
Mayflower hunched over slightly, forming the words he'd written with her mouth since she wasn't a very good reader at all. Squinting, she turned her attention to the hat he'd placed on the cut on her palm, smiling gently. Mayflower, who didn't have very good penmenship at all, looked about, fetching a stick from the ground with her uninjured hand, scribbling down some words very sloppily in the dust that read, Yes, he is my brother, but I think he's avoiding me. With a sigh, she shook her head, injured palm layed out on one of her leg, hat still set upon it. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> - Edgar - 09-23-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-23-2012 [html] Out of Character
In Character
Mayflower turned her attention to the notepad, gingerly picking it up so that she might not clumsily rip any pages. Tounge sticking out with determination, she wrote, Sometimes people need time away from eachother, don't they? It was, of course, a simple statement, but it seemed pretty explanitory to herself so she left it at that. Sighing, Mayflower gazed around the area, blinking as a bird tutted near a lifeless tree then flew off towards another place with more life and greenery. She would do so too, but she couldn't fly. Of course, if Mayflower could fly she'd be out at the shore with Helios instead of sitting here and sloppily writing in a notepad with the other canine. But despite her longing to check up on her more out-going sibling, she quite enjoyed sitting in the peacefully area, so Mayflower was sure that she'd probably stay here a bit, even if the other decided to leave. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> - Edgar - 09-23-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-23-2012 [html] Out of Character
In Character
A smile still tugged at the corners of her lips, and the merle blue Austrailian shepherd picked up the notebook with her humanoid hands, reading over his words carefully so she didn't miss any, since she really was a terrible reader. No no, we're like best friends. she wrote rather slowly, amber eyes squinted in determination. Pausing for a moment, she fiddled with the writing utensil before continuing on with. I like the name Edgar, mine's Mayflower. You're pet is cute. It was a simple statement, but she didn't think it had to be too complicated. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> - Edgar - 09-24-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-24-2012 [html] Out of Character
In Character
The canine blinked as she was handed a bit of the lemonade. She quickly picked up and took a sip, using her other hand and not minding much when the bottle was placed on her cut in place of the hat. The coolnes of the drink was quite soothing, and hopefully would help it not to swell. Setting down the lemonaid she was drinking, Mayflower thought over what to write next. She hadn't very well known the name of the place she'd came from, she would ask Helios once again, even if she hardly wanted to remember the dreadful place where her parents had died, the only memory a simple cloak and dagger. A mayflower is a flower. And I always forget where I come from, but it was very far from here. It took Helios and I forever to find Nova Scotia. she wrote, glancing over at Goose and smiling gently. Mayflower glanced back at the notepad then scrawled down quickly, I'm sure your pet was only looking for a snack. before handing it over to Edgar to read and taking another sip of the bit of lemonade he'd handed to her, smiling greatfully as she did so. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> - Edgar - 09-24-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 09-29-2012 [html] Out of Character
In Character
Mayflower blinked, gingerly holding the notebook as she had before so as not to rip the delicate paper pages with her clumbsy fingers. For a moment, the canine pondered what she would put down in response to his statement and question, though it wasn't before long that the short individual began to write, I'm afraid that I don't share the same artistic abilities with my brother. Mayflower paused for a moment, fiddling with the writing utensil for a few seconds before continuing on, I don't believe I have that many art skills at the moment, haven't took the time to figure out what I'm good at. Mayflower sighed, handing the notepad back to Edgar before downing the rest of the lemonade he'd given her, awfully thirsty at the time since she'd been traveling for forever, as it seemed. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> - Edgar - 09-30-2012 [html]
- Mayflower Kowl - 10-01-2012 [html] Out of Character
alrighty c: In Character
A smile bridged across the canine's narrow muzzle as she silently picked up the notepad. I'll be sure to do that sometime! she wrote quickly in her untidy scrawl. Mayflower set aside the notebook and stood up, shifting into her more dog-like form, injured paw held off the ground. With a nod towards Edgar, the female limped off, gingerly putting her paw down on the ground after a few steps. Finding that she could easily walk on, Mayflower headed off at a quick pace, eager to find Edgar again in Cercatori D'Arte. .mf-sdb0109 p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .mf-sdb0109 b {color:#7f8a64;} .mf-sdb0109-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#4f4f4e; text-shadow:#5f5447 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .mf-sdb0109-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .mf-sdb0109 {background-color:#fefefe; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#8f877a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:450px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/DsT6k.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:300px 0px 10px 0px; } </style> |