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Post by Alice Reed on Jul 14, 2010 7:13:31 GMT -5
Ooc;
Wow! This turned out to be a lot more depressing than I thought it would.
Alice's personality, overall, is a mixture of everything. It depends on her mood. She's not exactly bipolar (she is usually quite bubbly) but she does have her days. You can see what she treasures most in this introduction post: her beautiful little doggy and her love for photography and all things that go with it (the subject, the enhancing, effects, textures, modeling). She can get deep, but she's one to speak her mind. Her true personality will change as I roleplay her.
Bic;
I stood out like a beacon, sitting on my own in the Verge Apartments kitchen. I felt isolated, an outsider. With my eyes cast down, I poked at my ham sandwich, wishing I had another decent human being to share it with. Tonker, my only friend (so far), sat hopefully at my side, waiting for a scrap of meat to be thrown his way. His bright brown eyes remained forever fixated on my fiddling hands.
It could very well be my own fault. No one told me to be weird and crazy and frustratingly confident in myself. No one told me to be so overwhelmingly diverse in my interests. I didn't even know who I was sometimes. All these shapeshifters who I now lived with were probably just as dazed as me, wondering who they're meant to be, where they're going. It was no one's fault. It was the big picture that mattered the most. Maybe, just maybe, we were all supposed to make a superhero team.
"There I go again, Tonker," my lovely boy looked up at the sound of my voice for a brief second before looking back at my hands. "A super team of animalistic people! Who am I kidding?"
My hands moved to fondle the chunky camera in my lap. Black and white photography was my way of relieving stress and expressing myself when I was having a bad day. The sheer poetry within one small click of a button was immediately uplifting for me and this camera was my favourite instrument. Nothing else said "I am so pissed" like a colorless photo of an old man or the gray scale version of my Tonker.
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