This is my character spread for me, kindof. It is a LOT cooler than me [I wish I was half of this stuff!]. It will be from the story I will eventually write, see the previous journal.
This might change too.
Name: Zucchera
Alias: Sugar
Gender: F
Race: Human, or Dark elf when she's powered up
Appearance [Casual]: A purple cutoff shirt, shows about 3 inches of tummy; dark jeans with a reddish tint; bandage gloves and feet wraps; and red curly hair.
Appearance [Formal]: Gold over-dress, beige under-dress, Renaissance-y, kind of low cut but not super low, long sleeves. Wears her hair in a slicked back ponytail, sometimes braided.
Appearance [Powered up]: Leafy cape; Almost always has fire on some part of her though. Gold braided circlet with an icy blue fireball in the front. Black cutoff tank top, shows all of her stomach. Short green skirt. Hand and foot wraps. Orange streaks on her face, and her skin is blue [dark elf]. Bright blue eyes.
Personality: Mean. She's a REAL jerk. Like to almost everyone, though she doesn't really try and she often doesn't mean what she says. She appears happy though most of the time, but she has a deep sadness that even she doesn't know where it came from or how far it goes. She is very good at controlling her emotions. She tends to fangirl a lot. Doesn't enjoy getting close to people emotionally or physically. Doesn't smile willingly, only if something is funny.
Hobbies: Writing [she dreams of getting a book published], drawing, swimming, dancing. She enjoys being alone and reading. She can stand parties but never goes without a close friend or sibling. She likes to cook, but isn't very good at it.
Powers: Archery, swordplay, fire [making and manipulating], sometimes she can mind read. And she can wiggle her ears! 0#o
Likes: Bacon, anime, food, her friends, books, writing songs and listening to them
Dislikes: Most people, herself [sometimes, sometimes she's really full of it], badly written anything. She often does not like her own work.
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Go ahead. Read it. I can't summarize it all in a little paragraph.
Listen closely
To my voice, my soul, my mind
And hear the sound of the orchestra playing
The beat of my footsteps
The melody on the wind
We've been separated
But there's always next time
Listen closely
The music's still in my heart[/align:d818b71af2]
To my voice, my soul, my mind
And hear the sound of the orchestra playing
The beat of my footsteps
The melody on the wind
We've been separated
But there's always next time
Listen closely
The music's still in my heart[/align:d818b71af2]