Destiny Awaits
01-03-2015, 09:30 PM
ooc; i almost hate myself for playing such an annoying chara lolol
satisfaction courses through the viper’s psyche as her pupils engulf her sibling’s obvious resentment, the smirk laden upon her pretty countenance only deepening with pleasure as the titanic child presents her with a silent snarl -- a token of his vexation. it is not until the boy labels her a ‘midget’ that the sovari’s amusement completely withers from her facial features, a scowl of her own manifesting in its place as her gangly appendages seek to propel her out from underneath her mother and a step closer to the tyke, hackles bristling duly upon the length of her spinal column -- as if she were truly an imposing monstrosity. “i’m not a midget! i’m big!” the viper asserts with a guttural snarl, brows knitting furiously upon her forehead despite the odds stacked against her. “er...i will be big! you’ll see!” is the indignant proclamation that streams from fluttering velvet lips as her skull rotates back towards her mother, seeking affirmation.
and the babe’s chest swells with momentary pride as her mother inflates her budding ego with a vow of splendor; however, it is quick to deflate as she is denied the promise of surpassing her sibling in height. disappointment shrouds her molten gaze as her pupils search to pinpoint her father’s own { for confirmation, of course; this was obviously some sick joke } before it becomes apparent that her mother speaks the cruelest truth, and rage begins to fester within her core as her attention reverts to aster. “or maybe not! so what? bein’ big is for losers anyway…” she seethes before realization strikes, turning a sheepish grin to both of her parents. “-- ‘cept you, mum, n’ you, da, of course…”
her mother then expresses permission to explore, and the viper’s ears perk with intrigue before she casts a thrilled grin upon her brother -- as if their former dispute had not occurred at all. “c’mon, ass-turd,” the sovari attempts to provoke as nimble limbs navigate the babe slightly away from the close proximities of their parents, allowing for her own curiosity to serve as her guide whilst her nose probes the earth and her pupils ravage their surroundings.
and the babe’s chest swells with momentary pride as her mother inflates her budding ego with a vow of splendor; however, it is quick to deflate as she is denied the promise of surpassing her sibling in height. disappointment shrouds her molten gaze as her pupils search to pinpoint her father’s own { for confirmation, of course; this was obviously some sick joke } before it becomes apparent that her mother speaks the cruelest truth, and rage begins to fester within her core as her attention reverts to aster. “or maybe not! so what? bein’ big is for losers anyway…” she seethes before realization strikes, turning a sheepish grin to both of her parents. “-- ‘cept you, mum, n’ you, da, of course…”
her mother then expresses permission to explore, and the viper’s ears perk with intrigue before she casts a thrilled grin upon her brother -- as if their former dispute had not occurred at all. “c’mon, ass-turd,” the sovari attempts to provoke as nimble limbs navigate the babe slightly away from the close proximities of their parents, allowing for her own curiosity to serve as her guide whilst her nose probes the earth and her pupils ravage their surroundings.
before threading with Vio, please keep in mind that this character is prone to using mature and vulgar language!