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*AniKai
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Joined: Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

Posted by *AniKai »


Basic Information
Name: Sinja; "Red Tail" (given by Harmonium)
Gender: Female
Race:
    [b]Native:[/b] Worg [i][b]Shifted Form #1:[/b][/i] Tiefling [/li]
Age: 20'ish?
Profession: -undisclosed-
Languages: A few.

Physical Information

Native Form (Worg)

Source: Worg (d20 SRD)

A large and sturdy ash grey canine. The beast is larger and more robust than wolves, and its feral snarl or howl could send a wolfpack packing. Just like any Worg, she is a smart beast, but unlike most Worg she sports truly keen intelligence behind the otherwise feral eyes.

Tiefling Form (shift form #1)

She is beauty to behold, albeit somewhat unusual in her features: her skin is pale, almost bone white for most part and with black tiger or zebra stripe pattern adorning her back, legs and arms; her long silky hair is white like snow, and her head is crowned with a pair of curved horns; her eyes are bone white with slit pupils.

Height: Human-average (5'8" about).
Weight: "Why do you ask?"
Body build: Slim, toned but curvy.
Skin type: Silky. Partially striped.
Hair style: Very long ponytail.
Horns: Over head backwards bent pair of dagger-thin horns.
Colouring:
    [b]Hair:[/b] Snow white. [b]Eyes:[/b] Bone white; no iris, just slit pupils. [b]Skin:[/b] Very pale, almost white. [/li]
Mental Information
Alignment: "None of ye business..."
Philosophy: "If I killed you, you deserved it."
Deity/Beliefs: . . .
Personality (examples):
    [u]Secretive[/u] - [i]Tells as little of her intentions and herself as possible.[/i] [u]Chipper[/u] - [i]Usually in very good mood.[/i] [/li]
Additional Information
Gear: Everything is either white or light gray.
Jewelry: Earrings, couple rings, a necklace - all made of platinum.
General Health: Perfect.
Favorite Drink: Tea.
Weaknesses: ...go on and find out?
*AniKai
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Posted by *AniKai »


Mind of a Serial Killer?

There's a girl across the street from me
I buried her son beneath a tree
I don't know why she's mad at me
He was stinking up my shack, you see

I met a cute boy, he liked my smile
We fell in love for a little while
He kissed me on the lips and it tasted sweet
So I chopped him into pieces and cooked his meat

Serial killers are people too
If you take away the voices I'm just like you
I'll hack you up and bury you in my yard
But why does making friends have to be so very hard?

I made a dress from a choir girl's skin
I wore it to church, the preacher said I'd sinned
Forgive me Father for my fashion crime
Your skin is so nice I'll use yours next time

Serial killers are people too
If you take away the voices I'm just like you
I'll hack you up and bury you in my yard
But why does making friends have to be so very hard?
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