Written Picturings

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Written Picturings

Written Picturings

 

So, I call this 'picturings' for lack of a better word. What I'll do is you tell me to do one and I'll write something based on what your CB name makes me think of, or your real name if you tell me that. Or you could use the provided charrie sheet:

Name: 

Gender: 

Basic Appearance (optional; I can make this up if you want):

Basic Personality:

Approximate Age: 

I, although being an awful drawer, might draw something from your story as well.

And here's an example (I did this for Starseeker in the middle of last night):

She stands with her back toward us and watches the stars. Her long dark hair brushes the hem of her tshirt and her silver hoop earrings glint in the moonlight. Her backpack of darkest purple and shimmering silver slouces beside her purple high-tops. It's filled with sories and drawings of her favorite subjects, the stars. She owns no star charts and only a pair of binoculars to see the night sky because she wants to see the stars as they really are, glimmering sources of magic. Other childeren laugh at her obsession. She ignores them. Some children were attracted by her large luminous grey eyes, but she brushed them off. The only friends she needs are the stars. 

Then it devolves into mayhem and OCs you don't really need to see... 

submitted by The jig is up, age ''
(June 3, 2020 - 9:26 am)

*burst of frustration* Sybilline, I WILL get yours on today. 

iabzi 

submitted by The jig is up
(June 11, 2020 - 8:40 am)

The T is capitalized: Tjiu.

Sybilline:
 Voila sits next to me, swinging her legs off the edge of the skyscraper. "Sybilline, did we do the right thing?" "Yes. I know we did." Trying and failing to suppress memories. It had to have been the right thing, otherwise I won't be able to go on. I can tell Voila's thinking the same thing. She picks at a hangnail, avoiding my eyes.  

submitted by The jig is up, no apologies?, hope
(June 11, 2020 - 12:38 pm)