my orphanage; consisting of Colton, Kendall, Charlie, Lauren,

Character Name:
Colton Kyle Winters

Character God Parent:
Eucleia; goddess of good repute and glory

Character Profile:
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Selling for drachmas?: No.


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Character Name:
Kendall Corona

Character God Parent:
Apollo

Character Profile:
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Selling for Drachmas:
No.

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Character Name:
Charlotte Grace Osgoode

God Parent:
Athena

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Drachmas:
No.



name:
Lauren Pia Kodak

God Parent:
Bia.

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Drachmas:
NO.

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[color=lightblue]C O L T O N | K Y L E | W I N T E R S

Gender:
Male

Age:
15

Description:
The boy takes after his father with his medium-length, dark, brown hair. Unlike most boys his age, he prefers to keep it clean and short wearing no product in it. He’s often found running his hand through it as a nervous habit. He has light, gentle blue eyes that sparkle when he’s happy. Colton stands at about six foot two, towering over most girls at camp. His height usually disadvantages him, though. He’s very clumsy, given he plays hockey. He’s built atheletically and looks it. He has a very strong bone structure in his face, making him look older than seventeen. Generally he dresses like a normal teenaged boy. Plain t-shirts, ball caps, dark Levi jeans and Nikes.

God and mortal parent:
His mother is Eucleia, goddess of good repute and glory. His father was Allan Winters. But Allan died at the young age of thirty-four. Colton was only ten.

Personality:
He is very sweet and gentle. Colton has a very good-natured attitude. He’s very carefree and doesn’t like to like to do what he’s told. He doesn’t like orders and cannot sit still. Which is partly why he joined a hockey team. Colton loves animals and would never hurt a living thing, which is a trait he got from his father, who’s own father was a veterinarian. Colton practically lives by the saying, ‘Only the dead or a fool is fearless.’ Colton is not dead, nor a fool. But he fears no one. Only a thing: darkness. Colton is terrified of the dark. That, and butterflies. Something in Colton’s childhood caused him to hate the dark. He could never remember what it was until a few years ago. A therapist told Colton that Colton, himself, had repressed a memory because it was so traumatic. Now that he had realized his fear, he does much better with the dark. Not completely head over heels cured, but better. In general, Colton doesn’t like violence. Unless it’s on the ice. Then it’s ok in his mind. Which is a bit odd. Colton prefers laughy, positive jokes over sarcastic ones, and isn’t sarcastic very often. Colton will do anything to protect a friend, or anything to help a friend, which is his fatal flaw.

Powers**:
Aside from his good-natured attitude in the sports world, he has no powers.

Flaws***:
-His fear of the dark
-His loyalty to his friends

Pets:
He has a Golden Retriever named Rocky.

Weapon****:
He has a simple CB sword with no name.

Talents/Skills:
-Hockey
-Cooking
-Ice Skating

Biography*:
He grew up in the heart of Tornado Alley, in a little unknown town. Colton was an extremely happy child, exuberant. That is, until the repressed memory happened. Colton prefers to not think about it, but sometimes it pops up in his mind every so often.
It was a dark, windy night. There was a storm blowing something fierce outside. Eight-year-old Colton was sleeping in his room when the storm ripped through his hometown. First he heard the sirens. Then he saw the red flashing alarms illuminating his windows. Suddenly the glass blew inward and rain and debris flew in. Colton screamed as the power went out and his fire-fighter night-lite went out. Complete darkness surrounded him. Colton screamed still, but the wind drowned out his voice.
Crawling under his covers, he peeked out the window with the glass still intact. It was too dark and windy to see anything, but a lightning strike hit the ground in the field and the whole sky lit up. A black, funnel shaped cloud tore up the Venerelli’s field. Colton’s blue eyes went wide. Suddenly his door was kicked open. Colton’s father stood there, his eyes wide and his hair messed up. “Colton, buddy, come on! We gotta go!” Colton’s father picked Colton up in the complete darkness and Colton screamed as he grabbed Blue. Blue was his old stuffed dog. Rocky, who was a young puppy at the time, bounded down the hallway and out the door. Colton’s father ran with him out the door. Their neighbors were all heading to the storm cellars as they screamed. Children cried out. The wind screamed. Dogs howled. Cats hissed. Car alarms went off. All in the complete darkness. Colton’s eyes were squeezed shut as he and his father bounced along. He couldn’t see anything, but he had other senses. Soon he and his father and dog were all in the storm cellar with the Venerelli’s. The Venerelli’s looked just as scared as Colton’s dad.
“Allan, I can’t believe this!” Mrs. Venerelli cried to Colton’s dad, Allan. Allan nodded solemnly. The youngest Venerelli daughter looked at Colton and tried to smile. She was his age with curly dark hair and big green eyes. At that point, Colton broke down crying.
After that little incident, Colton’s dad became very sick with cancer, throat cancer of some form. Colton stayed with the Venerelli’s. His dad died when he was only ten. After the funeral Colton began to live with them as well, coming to know them as a family. The only real family he had left was Blue, and Rocky. Colton tried to keep up in school only to manage a C average. He tried so hard. It was just too difficult for him. He was a chubby child, getting made fun of for his weight. Although, there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Except join a sport, which was precisely what he did. He joined hockey and started lifting weights. He became more built and his anger at his mother for leaving began to disintegrate. He was soon a happy guy again, at the age of fourteen. He was much more handsome as he begun to take after the looks of his father. He started dating the youngest Venerelli daughter, Maggie. Soon Colton was alerted that he was a demigod and that he needed to be escorted to camp. He wasn’t reluctant to come. He wanted to see what it was about.



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K E N D A L L | C O R O N A

Age:
16

Birthday:
April 15th

Gender:
Male

God Parent:
Apollo

Mortal Parent:
Maria Corona

Brief History:
Kendall grew up in Miami. His mother was a poor lifeguard living in a small city apartment with hardly any money or clothes for herself. She woke up one day with a feeling that something good would happen. Maria pulled herself out of bed and struggled into cuttoff jean shorts with a white and red lifeguard tanktop. She grabbed her bag and keys off the kitchen counter and made a mental note to take care of the mountain of dishes in the sink. She slipped into her flip-flops and saw the door already open with her friend, Bridget, standing there with a towel. Her sunglasses slipped onto her head holding back the hair that swung in her face. Bridget was grinning at Maria. "Hey. Let's go!" Bridget threw Maria's sunglasses at Maria and the two raced down the stairs.
At the beach Maria had a few hours before her shift started at nine. It was a Saturday and it was six in the morning. Bridget and Maria highly doubted that anyone would be here at this time. Bridget jogged down the shore and opened up The Shack's doors. Bridget ran The Shack. Which was a board shop. Maria set her stuff down on a guard chair as Bridget dragged back their boards from The Shack. As they made small talk about the upcoming swells, a lone surfer rode the waves like it was his home. Maria watched the guy with awe on her face. Bridget was talking about a wave she took on the other day and drifted off as she realized Maria wasn't paying attention. She shook her hand in front of her friend's face. "Earth to Maria!" Maria shook and blushed.
"Sorry. It's just...yeah...who is that guy?" She asked pointing at the lone surfer.
Bridget looked off and squinted. "That's this guy. He comes here every morning. No one knows his name or where he came from. But he's good. Like he was taught by a freakin' god or something. I dunno."
As if on cue, the surfer rode his last wave in. Soon he was in the sand shaking out his sandy blonde hair and picking up a towel from the ground. He put it around his neck like a scarf and grabbed his shirt and flip-flops and board. He started walked over to the girls. Bridget put on her flirty face and Maria instantly started doing something else, like fiddling with the string on her shorts. Bridget was tall, blonde, long-legged and blonde. Her blonde hair was like a waterfall of blonde cascading down her shoulders in waves. She had the sky blue eyes to make her look like a typical California girl. Except they lived in Miami. Bridget smiled with a flirty glint in her blue eyes and said, "Hey," in a husky tone of voice. The guy smiled with a super white smile. Probably had it whitened with chemicals. He wasn't looking at Bridget, but at Maria. Little, small, petite Maria with the long, dark brown hair and the deep-set brown eyes. The Italian build with a broad-face. Maria, that's who the surfer guy was looking at. She glanced up shyly and said, "Hi."
And that was how it all began. The guy introduced himself as Apollo. They didn't believe he was the real god until he showed them his true form. They turned their heads but still saw lights shining through closed eyes. Bridget became accustomed to Apollo spending the night with Maria in her apartment and soon Maria found out she was expecting a baby. Apollo was over-joyed. But he soon had to return to Olympus. Maria was saddened but Apollo gave her a parting gift as he left. It was a simple longbow. It had a beautiful black finish and it's wood was glossy with sun rays carved into it. It's string was golden and seemed to shine as it was pulled back to shoot. The quiver was matching with golden rays of sun carved into it.
Apollo told Maria about Camp then, and that she'd have to send their child to Camp whenever the monsters came. Maria was alarmed, but she promised. A few weeks later, Kendall Trevor Corona was born. He grew up as an easy-going boy with little worries. As he advanced into middle school, things began to come more easily. He only had trouble with academics. Making friends wasn't a problem. Kendall hung out with the popular crowd. However he started failing most of his subjects. Although it wasn't his real fault, his brain was programmed for ancient greek. Eventually the monsters started attacking and he had to leave for camp with the bow and arrows from Apollo.

Personality:
Kendall is really easy-going. He agrees with most things and if he doesn't, he merely suggests something else without an attitude. He doesn't like confrontations, nor does he like violence. He is a very cooperative person and will do most things people tell him to do. Only as long as they're sensible. He's got street-smarts, but he isn't very academically smart. Common-sense. He often says, "Ignorance is bliss." Kendall has a very carefree attitude and procrastinates. He had a project assigned to him at the begining of a semester and he did it quickly the night before. Kendall is a very charismatic person and people often look to him for directions or to be told what to do. Kendall prefers to be funny than smart. It got him through middle school (as well as his looks) and it could get him through life. He's usually willing to take risks and try new things. However his daring-ness doesn't make him an agressive guy. He's very gentle and caring.

Physical Appearance:
Kendall is a medium sized guy who stands at about five foot nine. Not as tall as some of the giants around camp, but still kinda tall. At sixteen he's known for his tawny brown locks of hair. They used to fall messily down to his shoulders but he chopped it off and now it just sits on his head and it waves in the breeze. He often runs his hands through it, as a nervous habit. His eyes are a bright sky blue, they glint when he's happy and when's he's annoyed they just look sad. His eyebrows are dark color and he has a bit of facial hair, however he shaves it off. His face is in the shape of an oval and he has an athelete's build. He's usually found in Pumas and baggy light colored jeans with a camp t-shirt. Or a sweatshirt over it. His mother claims that the only way he gets what he wants in life is with his extremely good looks. He disagrees with his mother, saying that he isn't good-looking at all. That it's just his personality. Most girls and women would clearly dissagree. Kendall doesn't like to date though. He's rather stubborn about it. He has long arms with big hands, long bony fingers perfect for piano-playing. Except he plays the Ukulele. He used to parade around school in the hallways in between classes and play and sing. He wasn't very good at singing but he could play. He's usually found with his bow and quiver on him at all times.

Fatal Flaw:
The fact that he trusts most everyone.

Talents:
-His Ukulele playing
-Archery
-Writing
-Healing

Weapons:
His bow and arrows. [see description above]


C H A R L O T T E | G R A C E [charlie] | O S G O O D E

Age:
Thirteen

Birthday:
March 1st

Gender:
Female

God Parent:
Athena

Mortal Parent:
Liam Osgoode

Years in Camp:
Two, but she's a summer camper, usually. So two summers.

Brief History:
Charlie grew up in small town South Carolina. While all of her neighbors were illiterate hill-billies, her father, Liam was an educated man from Harvard. A major in English, he wrote books about the Civil War. He loved the Civil war, so did his daughter. Both of them would take place in reinactments during the summer time. Liam ran the town library. So he always had acess to the books if he needed to look something up. Not too many people visted the library, in fact some of the townies made up stories about it. Saying that it was haunted and Liam was a ghost and his daughter was a prisoner.
In school Charlie would be the one who sat next to the window and would stare out of it, making her own little theories about how things worked. She hated school, unlike most children of Athena. Charlie was naturally smart, and could usually do pretty good in school without much studying. But she couldn't remember things. Which is what worried her about finals and exams. Often she would find herself getting yelled at to pay attention in school. She couldn't help it. One day the teacher was teaching the math class about Polygons when Charlie was staring out the window, again. "That's it!" The teacher cried and marched over to Charlie. Charlie looked up suddenly, her eyes full of wonder as to what the teacher would do. The teacher grabbed Charlie by the hand and ripped her out of the desk. Charlie whimpered, "Ouch that hurt my wrist," She said as she cradled her wrist. The teacher growled and her eyes turned red and she attacked Charlie. Charlie barely survived the attack and that night her father talked about camp. Liam always knew about Athena and Charlie didn't until that day. So Liam and Charlie took a bus to Camp and she stayed there.

Physical Appearance:
Charlie has long, wavy, dark brown hair to her mid-back. Her bangs part off to the side. She likes to wear it down and loose, natural. Her hair cutter once told her she had beautiful hair, but she didn't believe her. She has light, steel gray eyes. They're piercing at times, yet gentle and wandering, curious, even. Charlie doesn't feel the need to wear makeup, mostly because she's too lazy to put it on. When she wears her hair down, you can't tell if she's wearing makeup or not. When she has her hair up, you can tell. Charlie stands at a small height of five foot two inches. Charlie didn't really care for any sport except soccer. But she hasn't played soccer in awhile. She usually is found in a short hippe/bohemian dress with tights and Converse. Usually a belt too. Charlie has the quarkiest glasses; they're big and thick framed since she's nearly blind without them. She got them in the Wal-Mart in S. Carolina and since they didn't have great prescription glasses she got the old ones. At first the kids made fun of her in school for them, but she loved them. Charlie is always found with her sideways satchel and several thick books. Right now she is working on the Harry Potter series.

Personality:
Charlie tends to avoid people since she hasn't had the best expirences with them. Charlie doesn't like to speak out with her voice but with her actions or her writing. Charlie aspires to be a writer like her father. Charlie loves to read and if there's a soft patch of grass around, then you know where to find her. She isn't shy, though. She doesn't like to talk to people because she finds them not easy to talk to on a level that they understand. She does talk with her siblings though. Charlie is quarky and good with words. She's "freakishly smart" as her classmates would tell her. She has the tendency to freeze up during situations which is why she prefers the infimary over battles. She's wierd like that. Charlie is very patient and can wait. Charlie wasn't diagnosed with ADHD, rather ADD. The inability to pay attention. She also has really bad allergies to horses and dogs. But not cats. Charlie isn't inactive but she isn't extremely worky-outy either. She likes to eat though, but not too much. She knows she has to watch what she eats. She tends to keep to herself, which ties in with her avoidance of people.

Pets:
She has a beagle named, Copper.

Talents:
Not really any demigod talents.

Weapons:
She carries a dagger on her at all times, and pepper spray.

Other:
None




L A U R E N | P I A | K O D A K; daughter of Bia, spirit of force, power, bodily strength and compulsion
"i wanna be a doctor because at least i'll be helping people instead of hurting them..."

Age/Birthday:
16

Gender:
"I'm Lady Gaga's pet unicorn."
(Female)

Claimed:
"Yep."

Mortal Family:
"I had a father. He was the best. Name was John. He was real young when him and mom had me. Like, sixteen or somethin'."

Years in Camp:
"I dunno. Three, four?"

Brief History:
Mother was gone two weeks after Lauren was born. Lauren and her sixteen year old father were screwed. Her dad was still in school at the time, he was learning to become a mechanic, and he couldn't miss any of his classes because they were real important. So Lauren hung out with her grandparents, Opa and Oma. Opa was a hardworking man and Oma was a quiet, old lady. They tried to play with Lauren, but she was very high-strung. Oma and Opa were eight years apart in age difference and Oma croaked first. John was really sad espescially due to the fact that he was only eighteen and Lauren would never remember her. The two men had no idea how to take care of a baby girl. John was an only child and Opa had never taken care of a girl before. In two years, John married a girl named Caroline. Caroline was a sweet, small woman who knew how to take care of girls. Lauren loved her. John loved them both. It was all good until Lauren was five and John and Caroline had a fight. Caroline had been cheating on John and she was moving out and they were divorcing. In another year, on John's birthday, Lauren fell out of a tree and broke her collarbone, fractured her arm and bruised several ribs. John blamed himself for everything that had happened to him in his life. He wanted to commit suicide but he loved Lauren too much. Lauren's body had healed itself much quicked than the doctors expected and she surprised everyone with her body's strength. She was a strong little girl. Soon, John remarried a woman named Katie. Katie was a fiesty redhead with a big attitude and a bigger ego. She taught Lauren everything she knew about men, life, other girls, jobs and whatnot. They were soon a happy little family. When Lauren turned twelve she got into a ton of trouble in school for things she did and some things that she didn't do. At age fourteen she got into fights with cheerleaders for "stealing their guys". The cheerleaders tried to cyberbully her, but she didn't have a computer. So she couldn't see their awful remarks and crude quips. (xD) Eventually Katie got sick of everything Lauren was going through so Katie gave Lauren a taser "just in case" and sent Lauren off to school at age fifteen. Lauren walked into her high school and the German Shepherds at the doors with the police officers barked her down. Lauren knew what was coming and she ran. She just kept running until she got home. Then she threw all her stuff in a bag and wrote a note to her father:
Daddy,
I love you. And Katie. But I have to leave. I can't take it anymore, those girls are awful. None of the teachers help, and the administrators are stupid. I think it's best if I go to that camp you told me about. Camp Blood-hill, or something? I don't know, but it sounds ok. Don't worry, I have my phone on me. Call me.
Lauren Pia
Lauren traveled from Michigan to Camp in four days with the help of a satyr.

Physical Appearance:
Lauren has a slender body, about the height of four foot eleven. She has short legs, good for nothing, as she says. She likes them, though. She has quick, small feet. She's very agile. She's very thin, because she is a vegetarian. Although she walks around like she owns the place.
She has a circle-shaped face with deep-set aquamarine colored eyes. Her brows are naturally thin, but that's the way she likes them. She has long, light eyelashes. Her cheeks are generally tight across her face, as she suffered from malnutrition a while back. Lauren has long, wavy, dark-brown hair to the middle of her back. She wears it natural most of the time, or in a ponytail. It has touches of blonde and hints of red in it. When the sunlight hits it, it looks light-brown.
She doesn't really have a style. She wears what she wants, when she wants. And she doesn't care whether or not it matches.

Personality:
She can be mean at times, but most of the time she's pretty ok. She likes her sarcasm and is one of the most sarcastic people you'll ever meet. Lauren always has a comeback ready. She's got a quick, dirty mouth. Dirty as in, she knows all the best swear words. At times she can be a little infuriating and antagonistic. She likes to egg people on. Lauren is an instigator and likes to watch fights rather than get in them. She's one of the most laziest people you'll ever meet. She'll do anything to get out of work and reading. She hates reading. She'll do anything for fun as well. If it's dangerous, it's fun. As she always says. She has grudge-holding issues as well. She has a huge temper problem. Anger issues. She's always been itching to hurt someone, espescially when she's angry. But she can calm herself. She doesn't know why she's so angry a lot. Katie used to tell her that it was adolesence, and Lauren believed it. She dreams of being a doctor so she she'll be helping people instead of hurting them. Lauren strongly believes that there's evil in everyone and good in everyone. It's their choice what side they take though.

Fatal Flaw:
Grudeholding.

Pets:
None.

Talents:
Her body heals faster and gets stronger than most other demigods.

Weapons:
She keeps a dagger in boot.

Year-Round or Summer:
Year.

Other:

Here you go! Take good care of her! :)

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[color=bluegreen]C H A R L O T T E | G R A C E [charlie] | O S G O O D E

Age:
Thirteen

Birthday:
March 1st

Gender:
Female

God Parent:
Athena

Mortal Parent:
Liam Osgoode

Years in Camp:
Two, but she's a summer camper, usually. So two summers.

Brief History:
Charlie grew up in small town South Carolina. While all of her neighbors were illiterate hill-billies, her father, Liam was an educated man from Harvard. A major in English, he wrote books about the Civil War. He loved the Civil war, so did his daughter. Both of them would take place in reinactments during the summer time. Liam ran the town library. So he always had acess to the books if he needed to look something up. Not too many people visted the library, in fact some of the townies made up stories about it. Saying that it was haunted and Liam was a ghost and his daughter was a prisoner.
In school Charlie would be the one who sat next to the window and would stare out of it, making her own little theories about how things worked. She hated school, unlike most children of Athena. Charlie was naturally smart, and could usually do pretty good in school without much studying. But she couldn't remember things. Which is what worried her about finals and exams. Often she would find herself getting yelled at to pay attention in school. She couldn't help it. One day the teacher was teaching the math class about Polygons when Charlie was staring out the window, again. "That's it!" The teacher cried and marched over to Charlie. Charlie looked up suddenly, her eyes full of wonder as to what the teacher would do. The teacher grabbed Charlie by the hand and ripped her out of the desk. Charlie whimpered, "Ouch that hurt my wrist," She said as she cradled her wrist. The teacher growled and her eyes turned red and she attacked Charlie. Charlie barely survived the attack and that night her father talked about camp. Liam always knew about Athena and Charlie didn't until that day. So Liam and Charlie took a bus to Camp and she stayed there.

Physical Appearance:
Charlie has long, wavy, dark brown hair to her mid-back. Her bangs part off to the side. She likes to wear it down and loose, natural. Her hair cutter once told her she had beautiful hair, but she didn't believe her. She has light, steel gray eyes. They're piercing at times, yet gentle and wandering, curious, even. Charlie doesn't feel the need to wear makeup, mostly because she's too lazy to put it on. When she wears her hair down, you can't tell if she's wearing makeup or not. When she has her hair up, you can tell. Charlie stands at a small height of five foot two inches. Charlie didn't really care for any sport except soccer. But she hasn't played soccer in awhile. She usually is found in a short hippe/bohemian dress with tights and Converse. Usually a belt too. Charlie has the quarkiest glasses; they're big and thick framed since she's nearly blind without them. She got them in the Wal-Mart in S. Carolina and since they didn't have great prescription glasses she got the old ones. At first the kids made fun of her in school for them, but she loved them. Charlie is always found with her sideways satchel and several thick books. Right now she is working on the Harry Potter series.

Personality:
Charlie tends to avoid people since she hasn't had the best expirences with them. Charlie doesn't like to speak out with her voice but with her actions or her writing. Charlie aspires to be a writer like her father. Charlie loves to read and if there's a soft patch of grass around, then you know where to find her. She isn't shy, though. She doesn't like to talk to people because she finds them not easy to talk to on a level that they understand. She does talk with her siblings though. Charlie is quarky and good with words. She's "freakishly smart" as her classmates would tell her. She has the tendency to freeze up during situations which is why she prefers the infimary over battles. She's wierd like that. Charlie is very patient and can wait. Charlie wasn't diagnosed with ADHD, rather ADD. The inability to pay attention. She also has really bad allergies to horses and dogs. But not cats. Charlie isn't inactive but she isn't extremely worky-outy either. She likes to eat though, but not too much. She knows she has to watch what she eats. She tends to keep to herself, which ties in with her avoidance of people.

Pets:
She has a beagle named, Copper.

Talents:
Not really any demigod talents.

Weapons:
She carries a dagger on her at all times, and pepper spray.

Other:
None

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Yus. I believe that adoption isn't buying. So when I say adoption, I literally mean, I'll hand it over to you if you agree to be nice to my characters. :p People expect others to adopt and pay for the charrie. I don't believe that's how it should work. Maybe I'm just crazy. xD

May I adopt Lauren?

Yus. :D

xD Noice. DO YOU HAVE YOUR EGGS ON A CLICKSITE OR SOMETHING? MINE WON'T CRACK.

I do too. Mine got sick within one night :(

xD Spawns of the devil? Moo, you're crazeh

xD *dies laughing*

Where are you finding these pictures?! They look so...cool. I have no other word for them. Or where to find them. Besides Google.

http://vi.sualize.us/

That's where gurrlfrand and I find our pictures. Sometimes, I find some of my gif playbys on Tumblr, though. :3


Iekka Monroe~ (she's sitting in grass. :p)


Kana-Minh Wu~ (ignore the camera. She's petite.)


Aiko Kiyomizu~ (she looks peaceful.. xD)

I couldn't find a picture for Nikkos, though. Sorry. :p It also helps to find a picture and let it inspire you. That's just what I find. :D

Oh my goodiness! :O And Aiko is Asian, but her hair is naturally auburn. :p And those are really nice pictures. :D New inspiration coming my way!

Yeah, I knew Aiko was Asian. But, it's a tad harder to find ethnicity pictures unless you stumble across when you aren't looking for it. :p
But, you should deff find pictures then create a character for it. It works awesomely!