Post by Conall Saint Albans on Jun 3, 2009 14:49:09 GMT -5
(OOC: I'm considering this character journal to be something similar to a Live Journal or a blog online -- so if people want to respond, go right ahead).
3 June, 2009
I like pink.
Pink is a very unassuming colour.
Pink means that I am sensitive.
It's also my grandmother's favourite colour, but that's neither here nor there.
That being said, I probably would never be caught dead wearing it. I'm just throwing that idea out there.
Seriously, though. Are you going to argue with a bloke throwing punches at you even though he's wearing a pink shirt? No, because you'll be thinking, "Damn, he's wearing pink -- oh shit, I have a nosebleed."
I also like socks because socks are useful, and I blow through them about as quickly as a two dollar hooker.
I don't particularly like animals -- which is strange, because I'm a shapeshifter. When most people hear that, they think, "Oh, you must love animals!" Well, no, I don't, because they're noisy and most of the time they smell unpleasant. And they need to be taken care of. They're like children, only with more hair and claws and talons and wings. I really hate animals. Except for the ones I can turn into, because they're nice and mild-mannered and would never hurt a soul. No, really.
I've been in New York for a few weeks now, running chores and apprenticing. Really the only fun I get out here is changing into my boar in the middle of the night to run around town and frighten derelicts and misbehaving children. You don't want to have an angry boar charging at you at any time.
What else.
Oh yes.
I also like kittens. Like this one:
They make adorable noises when you punt them down the stairs. *
I've met quite a few people here, and I got shot in the foot last week, which was just lovely. Also, can anyone please tell me what the hell it is with this city and not looking into murders? Because I'd really like to know.
Now I have to go back to stretching hides the old-fashioned way. Liming smells horrible. Don't ever do it.
- Conall
* Please note that I would never harm an animal, but I swear to God, if that couple's cat downstairs doesn't shut the hell up whenever my jaguar walks by, I'm going to forcibly neuter it with my bare hands.
3 June, 2009
I like pink.
Pink is a very unassuming colour.
Pink means that I am sensitive.
It's also my grandmother's favourite colour, but that's neither here nor there.
That being said, I probably would never be caught dead wearing it. I'm just throwing that idea out there.
Seriously, though. Are you going to argue with a bloke throwing punches at you even though he's wearing a pink shirt? No, because you'll be thinking, "Damn, he's wearing pink -- oh shit, I have a nosebleed."
I also like socks because socks are useful, and I blow through them about as quickly as a two dollar hooker.
I don't particularly like animals -- which is strange, because I'm a shapeshifter. When most people hear that, they think, "Oh, you must love animals!" Well, no, I don't, because they're noisy and most of the time they smell unpleasant. And they need to be taken care of. They're like children, only with more hair and claws and talons and wings. I really hate animals. Except for the ones I can turn into, because they're nice and mild-mannered and would never hurt a soul. No, really.
I've been in New York for a few weeks now, running chores and apprenticing. Really the only fun I get out here is changing into my boar in the middle of the night to run around town and frighten derelicts and misbehaving children. You don't want to have an angry boar charging at you at any time.
What else.
Oh yes.
I also like kittens. Like this one:
They make adorable noises when you punt them down the stairs. *
I've met quite a few people here, and I got shot in the foot last week, which was just lovely. Also, can anyone please tell me what the hell it is with this city and not looking into murders? Because I'd really like to know.
Now I have to go back to stretching hides the old-fashioned way. Liming smells horrible. Don't ever do it.
- Conall
* Please note that I would never harm an animal, but I swear to God, if that couple's cat downstairs doesn't shut the hell up whenever my jaguar walks by, I'm going to forcibly neuter it with my bare hands.