*Btw, lawrence, i don't think i caught the description of Bee*
Name: Beatrice (Bee) Farrin
Age: 13
Race: Human
Occupation: Street thug, Graffiti artist. (Rogue/Wizard)
Appearance:
Bee stands at 5’3. She has naturally blonde that is cut in a boys-cut and strands are dyed multiple shades of rainbow that she always keeps dyed. She has pale skin with freckles dappling her cheeks. She has dark purple eyes that are the color of violets.
Clothing:
She wears a black hoodie covered in splotches of pastel color ranging from pink to pale purple, a white t-shirt with a rock-band logo, black jean shorts, Knee-high rainbow striped socks, pink sneakers with silver laces. She carries around a black leather backpack with multiple cute stickers stuck to it.
She carries multiple spray cans, an extra hoodie, a dagger, a spellbook, 4 packs of stickers, art supplies (Painters supplies), a tinder kit, and a tattoo makers kit (Needle, inks, basic paper).
Personality:
Bee is a Chaotic Good (CG). She has a good heart but is fearful of those who might hurt her, she enjoys her freedom from home and not having her parents or siblings to harass or hurt her.
She has a secret love for cute things and cute objects, such as lizards or turtles. She dislikes those who hurt others who are weak and small.
She likes rock music and is often listening to it while she spray-paints.
Bee is Nonbinary (Goes by He/She/They) and is Demiromantic/Asexual.
Backstory:
Bee grew up in a household that was emotionally abusive. Her father worked all day and came home late nights, her mother was shrewd and cold, she was the second oldest sibling in her line of 5 siblings.
When she was young, around 10, she taught herself magic that she found in a spellbook from a bookshop. She slowly developed her studies in magic and embraced the fiery side of magic, holding fire magic close to her.
When she was 11, turning 12, her father found out about her being different. A different gender and sexual preference. Her father shunned her, calling her names while her mother thought their family was destroyed because of Bee. Her father chased her out of the house with only her backpack, the clothes on her back, and her spellbook.
She truly was alone for a year, scraping money together in minor ways. She could never trust anyone that came near her and always shut they out from her life if they offered her anything kind. She often took advantage of people, stealing things from them right under their noses and leaving as quick as a rabbit.
She found her passion for street art and began going from town to town, leaving her artist ways on walls for all to see. She often used all her money for spray-paint and thought very little about food until she grew terribly hungry.
She decided, one day, to leave the city and travel farther beyond the city limits. She traveled into the forest and far beyond, meeting every creature she could in the process and narrowly avoiding threats like lizardfolk and beholders.
Relationships
Good: None
Neutral: Rallin (Is warming up to them)
Bad: Gelatinous Thing (Attacked her then mimicked her)
"So from who? I wish to rank your feat."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Can you talk dude?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Zenix is watching, interested in whatever end she's furthering
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
They make what is best described as a groan of pain
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
"Some guy in heavy armor, looked like silver*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Ashton is drinking coffee
Myrn is on the roof in the rain
Webb is in the rafters
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
"Hm, warriors tend to have a decent sense of perception so good job on that one, unless they're a rookie."
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
[[ fun thought: dnd mando ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
*Btw, lawrence, i don't think i caught the description of Bee*
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
She suddenly appears next to him, curled up next to him "Hello" she purrs
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"So no" she said "is what hurt you that that slimy doppelganger?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Hello dear," Zenix chuckles
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
*continue Laci & Webb?*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
It doesn't respond, but at best seems confused
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
#FreeDND
Name: Beatrice (Bee) Farrin
Age: 13
Race: Human
Occupation: Street thug, Graffiti artist. (Rogue/Wizard)
Appearance:
Bee stands at 5’3. She has naturally blonde that is cut in a boys-cut and strands are dyed multiple shades of rainbow that she always keeps dyed. She has pale skin with freckles dappling her cheeks. She has dark purple eyes that are the color of violets.
Clothing:
She wears a black hoodie covered in splotches of pastel color ranging from pink to pale purple, a white t-shirt with a rock-band logo, black jean shorts, Knee-high rainbow striped socks, pink sneakers with silver laces. She carries around a black leather backpack with multiple cute stickers stuck to it.
She carries multiple spray cans, an extra hoodie, a dagger, a spellbook, 4 packs of stickers, art supplies (Painters supplies), a tinder kit, and a tattoo makers kit (Needle, inks, basic paper).
Personality:
Bee is a Chaotic Good (CG). She has a good heart but is fearful of those who might hurt her, she enjoys her freedom from home and not having her parents or siblings to harass or hurt her.
She has a secret love for cute things and cute objects, such as lizards or turtles. She dislikes those who hurt others who are weak and small.
She likes rock music and is often listening to it while she spray-paints.
Bee is Nonbinary (Goes by He/She/They) and is Demiromantic/Asexual.
Backstory:
Bee grew up in a household that was emotionally abusive. Her father worked all day and came home late nights, her mother was shrewd and cold, she was the second oldest sibling in her line of 5 siblings.
When she was young, around 10, she taught herself magic that she found in a spellbook from a bookshop. She slowly developed her studies in magic and embraced the fiery side of magic, holding fire magic close to her.
When she was 11, turning 12, her father found out about her being different. A different gender and sexual preference. Her father shunned her, calling her names while her mother thought their family was destroyed because of Bee. Her father chased her out of the house with only her backpack, the clothes on her back, and her spellbook.
She truly was alone for a year, scraping money together in minor ways. She could never trust anyone that came near her and always shut they out from her life if they offered her anything kind. She often took advantage of people, stealing things from them right under their noses and leaving as quick as a rabbit.
She found her passion for street art and began going from town to town, leaving her artist ways on walls for all to see. She often used all her money for spray-paint and thought very little about food until she grew terribly hungry.
She decided, one day, to leave the city and travel farther beyond the city limits. She traveled into the forest and far beyond, meeting every creature she could in the process and narrowly avoiding threats like lizardfolk and beholders.
Relationships
Good: None
Neutral: Rallin (Is warming up to them)
Bad: Gelatinous Thing (Attacked her then mimicked her)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
[[ yeah :] ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger
Bee shrugs "Thanks dude" she said and smiled
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*nice*
She/Her
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"How are you today?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
[[ I gotta take a shower first brb ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
AgateElk8337’s Doppelgänger