Gais....seriously....STAPH MAKING EPIC FRUCKING GROUPS AMG. I TRIED RESISTING, I DID. BUT I COULDN'T AMG. X.X
Baby Bunny, Bunlit [both from Peter], Lean beanGender:
11 years oldBirthday:
Posy had a very normal 10 years of her life. Well...normal compared to her life now. She was always energetic and curious, getting into anything and everything. She always loved nature and climbing things. She had a habit of breaking her bones, due to falling off/running into things. She never liked shoes and refused to wear them, preferring to go barefoot. Her parents learned to compromise with her and allow her to not wear shoes, only if she wears thick socks. She never liked meat and therefore is a bit thin and not muscular at all. But nothing had ever dampened her spirits, not even when her parents got divorced. Her and her mother moved to Meansville to leave behind the bad memories and start anew.
When Posy was ten she was playing in the forest near her house, which she later learned was called the Giant's Creek and was home to more than just forest creatures. She was found by a boy leaving the forest. He was a scout, and was just as surprised to find Posy there as Posy was to find him there. He talked to her for a bit, then turned and led her back into the forest. Posy was scared, but the scout was nice and seemed so confident in the forest. She followed him after a small amount of hesitation.
As they walked, the scout explained to Posy all about spirits and the Giants. He brought her to Tierra's Glen and talked with her for a little longer. She was then given a couple of tokens to choose from. Posy was unsure of what would happen, but she was very drawn to the bunny head metal charm on the right. She reached out and took it, giggling with glee as a creature almost three times her size appeared. The creature had the head and legs of a rabbit, but had the arms and chest of a man. The first thing he reminded her of was the old story of Peter Rabbit, so she gave him the name Peter.
Posy has been in the house of Giants and joined with Peter for a year now. She's grown
a lot, so now Peter is almost two times her size. She has bonded very closely with Peter and thinks of him as a father figure. Peter often dotes on Posy, and she is usually the only one who can control the easily angered giant. Posy has become a Glen Caretaker and loves roaming the woods and taking care of the plants and animals.
She lives with her mother still and is home schooled by her mother and a close family friend, due to the fact she is harshly bullied when she attends public school. She always wears her token and refuses to let it out of sight. Her mother long since stopped questioning where Posy got the necklace and why she guards it so fiercely. Her mother decided to instead indulge her daughter's obsession with rabbits and got her a black and white bunny Posy named Earthquake in honor of Peter's earthquake abilities, though she calls him Quakey for short.
Earth Manipulation, Earthquake
Peter has the ability to create earthquakes. They are mostly small, though he can project them far. But the smaller the quake range, the more violent the earth shakes. So he could make the earth shake for a mile, but it will be a small shiver, while he can make people in a 10 foot radius fall over and be unable to get back to their feet. He simply slams one of his feet against the ground while concentrating on the size of the quake he wants to produce. And boom, earthquake.Weapon / Fighting Style:
Hand to hand combat, Feet and fistsPersonality:
- Over Protective
= Like Family
= Good friend
= Best friend
None yet!Roleplay example:
Taken from an rp with a friend
Kass tugged her hood tighter around her head, squinting against the harsh wind that blew. Her slim frame was covered by a large cloak, which protected her from prying eyes and the elements. She didn't think anyone was around right now, but still. She knew there were people very adpet at stalking. The woman hoped she was close to the tunnels she'd heard housed "freaks". She winced at the word, even though she knew she fit in with "freaks" much more than she'd like to admit. Her front arms held her hood on her head while her back arms gripped the hilts of two of her makeshift weapons. They were hard to describe, they had started off as machetes, but now had gears and spikes and other things, but they still mostly resembled swords, so she called them swords. She had four of them, and even though most of her fighting was bad, she was a hard foe to fight. She turned her head, red eyes flashing with fear as she heard the baying of the mutated dogs that had been following her for weeks now. She had managed to keep them at bay and fight them off, but the pack seemed to simply grow no matter how many she ran through. She picked up her pace, throwing caution to the wind in her eagerness to get to the tunnels.