Post by snow on Apr 15, 2011 17:07:56 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"Here I go again, chasin' the wind without you here"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Snow. Snow Villiers. Yeah, maybe not the most original name of all time, but nobody seems to mind."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Hah, thanks. I'm twenty-one, turning twenty-two on July 16th, and I'm all for NORA through and through. We call Bodhum in Cocoon our home base, though."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Sorry, this guy's taken by another young lady."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Hittin' the front lines as hard as I can. The hero's supposed to clear the path, right? I can take anything the bad guys throw at me, and I'll be sure to return the favor."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Haha, guess so. Definitely not the first time someone's called me a horse....."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Wow, it's been a while since I checked. Six-seven last time around, probably haven't grown any since then."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Oh really? Hah, we'll see about that. I'm pretty built. Hero's gotta be a bastion, right? I probably weigh about two-fifty. Good thing is, everything I eat just disappears. Who wants a fat guy runnin' around savin' the day?"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"People tell me I'm a hobo all the time, haha. I guess they're kind of right. If you ever see me without my brown trenchcoat, my boots, and my black bandanna, I'm probably either asleep or dead. Give me a pair of cargo pants and some kind of a shirt under Wild Bear, my trenchcoat, and I'm all good. I'm pretty much always ready for action. And yeah, my trenchcoat has a name....bear symbol on the back is a dead giveaway."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Really? Maybe I just have celebrity good looks..... I don't get 'Snow Villiers looks like' all that often."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Hey, I'll take your word for it."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Plenty of things. I'm a big fan of food, if ya couldn't tell. Love a good fight, too, especially if it means I can keep my family protected. Lebreau's cooking is good too.......and there's nothing better than a Bodhum sunset. Yeah, exciting stuff, right? Things I dislike..... Well, mostly old guys in wedding dresses who can turn into fal'Cie with fifteen heads.....but mostly anyone who messes with my friends. Not a big fan of anyone who uses power to push people around, either. And clowns. ........What? Does anyone really like clowns?"
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I know a Jonas...... Anyway, I'm not really a secrets kind of guy. What you see is what you get, pretty much. Habits......well, I'm probably the most reckless guy you'll ever run into. And I don't listen that well........"
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I'm hardheaded. Hey, at least I can admit it, right? I pretty much do anything I can to give people a hand when they need it or ask for it, and I won't let anything stop me from doing that. That's why NORA's around to begin with. We hit the bad guys first, ask questions later. People see the whole 'hero' thing I strive for as cheesy. Hey, if it works, I'll run with it. I value my friends, and if they need a hero, I'm there."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Hey, if I had a twin, I'd give him your number. Or you his number. Or somethin'. Gotta appreciate a girl that gets a kick out of fightin' the bad guys."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing? You won't want to talk about much of anything once I've smashed all your toes. I'm definitely not light on my feet, that's for sure."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Oh yeah! Smashed toes are totally romantic. But......I'm a typical Bodhum beach bum, I guess. Both parents were working class. Spent more time on the water or in the woods with Gadot and Lebreau than I did in school."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"I'd call the friends I saved the world with my family now. NORA, too. No blood kin, though."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"NORA comin' together was a big part of my life. Never would have met a lot of people I think of as brothers and sisters if not for growing up with Gadot and Lebreau. They're my rocks. And, of course, becoming a Pulse l'Cie changed a lot of things. Would've fought that Pulse fal'Cie for any one of the others if they needed me. Just turned out that Serah was the one I had to save. Then the Sanctum chased us all over Cocoon and Pulse.....I'm sure you heard the story. Looking back........I'd do it all over again for the chance to take on the world with Light and the rest one more time."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"Easy! I can grab you some Beano....."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Kent! Or Kentus. I can't remember which I used last time. D:
age. The big 2-0
rp experience. Couple years now
rules. thunnnnnnnnnnndaga
rp sample.Though he was hesitant to admit it, the Illusive Man was somewhat surprised by Miranda Lawson's current state of mind. He had expected either outright defiance or outright compliance when he'd asked her to take up command of the Normandy- he had received something in between. Her emotional state was also mildly worrying. The occasional bouts of depression she seemed to fall into were not at all out-of-the-ordinary, as Miranda was still a human first and foremost. However, the way that these bouts seemed to affect his finest agent seemed to indicate that she had little to no clue on how to handle these emotions. In short, the Illusive Man could see that Miranda could not make up her mind- a problem that should have been immensely foreign to her.
Kelly Chambers might have been the obvious choice to resolve the situation, but the Illusive Man realized that Miranda was no fan of the overly optimistic operative (if you could call her that) and their interaction would likely make things worse. He wished, instead, to monitor her. There was no question in his mind that Miranda doubted him now- unlike Jacob, however, she wouldn't make it obvious. Her decision-making could be compromised should the Illusive Man not take the proper steps to monitor her. At any time, she could disable most of the cameras on the Normandy despite his protests, and if he was to approach her directly, he would only receive another emotionless confirmation of the integrity of her state of mind. He also couldn't rely on the other crew members to properly observe her, as emotionally attached to the mission as they were.
At least, not organic crew members.
The Illusive Man had quietly directed EDI earlier this evening to contact Legion in the AI core and inform it that he wished to speak with it. Normally, he would have relied on EDI to act as his eyes and ears on the Normandy, but Miranda's knowledge of the AI's systems could prove problematic in that instance. Legion had done quite a bit to prove its loyalty these recent weeks, and the Illusive Man realized that the logic that governed its observations could potentially allow it to prove invaluable as an analyst of the crew's behavior.
As it emerged in the holographic projector, the Illusive Man was casually reading evening reports while he sipped a light bourbon. He moved the control panel aside with a single wave of his hand, glowing eyes moving to the geth before him. "Legion." He responded in turn, pulling a fresh cigarette from within the hidden confines of his coat. "I believe EDI has provided the proper information explaining why I've called you here."
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Anywho, I loved the way you portrayed Snow in this application, and I really hope you enjoy your time here on Calamity's Cry!