[OOC] Application Demeleier
This journal is was used for Demeleier
Player Name: Sallie
Player LJ: drazzi
Contact: salliedrazzi[AT]googlemail[DOT]com // AIM: TheDrazzi
Character Number: 02nd
Invited: By myself >(
Name: Nel Bindle
Source: Wishstars -- Original character, from original fiction novel (Being co-written with creatore_magico)
Appearance: Nel is a sixteen year old human girl, from the land of Sidereal. She stands at five foot six inches. She’s plump and out of shape, with quite a tummy and heavy thighs and not an apparent muscle on her. She’s far from happy about her shape; Despite that though, she tends to wear short dresses.
Her face is very young looking, not helped by her chubby cheeks and pouty lips.
Her eyes are a cool blue, which are large with fairly large pupils and terrible vision - so she constantly wears glasses and is near useless without them. Her hair is a pale silvery-blue, which is straight and hangs to about her waist - usually she pulls it up behind her head in a messy bun to keep it out of the way. Her nose is slightly upturned button-nose. Her
Pictures: Reference Sheet [Nudity]
Personality: Nel is a little firecracker. She doesn’t mean to be, but at the end of the day Nel is easily excitable - be it into anger, happiness or sadness, she will quickly take cue from those around her and emote. She's determined at the best of times, and was absolutely devoted to Queen Nelnir, willing to do anything for her.
Poor Nel is far from careful, always rushing in where angel's dont' dare tread. She leaps long before she looks, and usually ends up regretting it, but at the very least we can say that she tries. Oh lordy, she tries her best.
Nel isn’t not one to turn her nose up at hard work, and she quite relishes it - which would be commendable if only she wasn’t quite so clumsy. Often her attempts to work hard just make more work for other people. Although she is helpful to a fault, she often just makes a mess of things, but hey. Like we said. She tries.
She's still quite a child, although she's trying to grow up. Try as she might though, she will be easily impressed by anyone’s party tricks, she’ll be easily led by those manipulative enough and she will instantly idolise those she considers worldly and beautiful.
Nel is naïve, very naïve for a sixteen year old. If she gets any crushes on anyone, she will be far too flustered and embarrassed to do anything about it. When she’s flustered, she’s even more emotive and clumsy - but hey. Did we mention she tries?
History: Nel grew up in the Undercity - an underground city where life was dark and difficult; where radiation kills as many people as it mutates, and the mutants run rampant. It was because of the dark society that her eyesight is extremely poor, despite her large eyes.
The Undercity is broken down, full of disease and homeless as well as mutants, so Nel had a hard life with her mother. Death down there was a daily occurrence which was just dealt with in much the way that someone would deal with a split seam or lost sock.
Her father she never knew, and it seemed likely to her when she grew older than the man was either dead or mutated - but perhaps because she never knew him, she always had a hard time talking to men.
When Nel turned fifteen she decided to see what more of Sidreal there was out there, and she set out to find a job. She found her way far south to Arjade, a famously Wish-friendly town. The queen of Arjade was a Wish - a race who’s blood was able to grant wishes and desires - and she was seeking a chambermaid. Through sheer fluke Nel managed to get an interview, which she fumbled through making many mistakes and not making the best of impressions. However her nature shone through, and Queen Nelnir took a shine to the girl, feeling Nel was a sweet child who would be a good friend - which was really what the monarch wanted - and so Nel became the Queen's personal chambermaid.
Nel worked hard, making many mistakes but also becoming very close friends with her employer. She became so close to her Queen, that she never once thought of the wishes she could have granted, but also placed her high on a pedestal. She was happy serving Nelnir, despite what the other servants in the palace may have thought of her.
When Nelnir confided in Nel that she had had a somewhat prophetic dream that wouldn’t leave her mind, it was Nel - in her over-excited way - who suggested that they escape the castle and follow the Queen’s instincts. Together they left the castle that night, and set off with no real idea of where they were going. (See here and here for more information.)
On their (oftentimes difficult) journey they met up with two other groups of travellers, and found out that all Wishes were migrating Northwards - towards the long forgotten Goddess Temple. They travelled with the group despite Nel’s apprehensions of her Queen being around so many men, although she swore to protect her queen as best she could. They faced several more hardships on their journey North even as a large group, but somehow all came to know and respect each other.
When the group came to the Undercity, Nel came into her own - having grown up there and knowing her way through, as well as how to survive. Even when the group lost two of its members (see North’s ap to see why him and another were lost), and with Priests pursuing them, Nel managed to keep some sense of calm and get the group through so they could continue on to the Temple.
At the Temple, Nel found herself on of very few, if not the only, human amongst hundreds of Wishes. The Goddess of the world herself had called them to her, so she could use their blood to restart the whole world.
The Wishes were granted one wish - their first and only - before they died, but Nel being human wasn’t given such a choice. Even with all the potent blood in the air, she didn’t think of using a drop of it on herself, all her thoughts were for her Queen and best friend. So as the world ended, she held tightly to Nelnir’s hand and didn’t let go.
Sidereal ended, but somehow Nel woke up in Demeleier.
Specific Abilities: Being a human from Sidereal, Nel isn’t considered magical, although she does have some basic magical abilities. She can make a ball of light which will last an hour, or start a fire without matches, but generally nothing more than that.
She can land a pretty heavy punch, but it’s mostly just weight and luck that makes that happen. A fighter our Nel definitely is not.
Additional Information:
- Nel is extremely clumsy, often having accidents.
- Added to this she tends to look before she leaps, which leads to further accidents.
- She has a habit of tugging her hemline over her thighs as she's nervous.
- She tends to say "oh shoot" when things go wrong
- She actually wears her hair up because she hopes it makes her a little more like a sexy secretary.
- Is scared of dogs
- Is very shy around men and finds it difficult to talk to them.
- She likes to wear a ribbon around her wrist so she can knot it to aid her memory. (Also to keep hairpins for Majesty.)
- Nel is a minor character in the Wishstars novel that creatore_magico and I are working on. There are more images of her at the Wishstars Art website.
Sample Journal Post:
[A high girl’s voice, which sounded nervous and confused cut into the communicator.] Majesty?... Majesty, are you there? Are you okay? [The voice begins to sound a little more panicky and upset.] Majesty? … Anyone?
Where did everyone go? [The girl makes a wordless, whining noise and there is the sound of movement.] Is this it: Is this death? This can’t be it…
Sample Post :
Nel glared over the rims of her glasses, but the position that the boy had put her in meant she was unable to see much beyond his cheek and ear. The ribbon in his hair looked like the blood she tasted behind her lips, having bitten down too hard on her lip moments earlier. It just made her feel less disposed to pleasantries, how dare he imply she wasn’t trying? She was trying her hardest, surely that was obvious!
“Listen here you! We can’t all be cats, you know!” She snapped without thinking. “I mean not everyone is a beautiful butterfly, some of us are just bloody elephants at the end of the day. Without us, people like you with faces like sour lemons wouldn’t have anything redeeming to make you look so good! Besides, have you ever tried walking in shoes like this? I bet you haven’t! I’m doing the best I can!”
Her anger swelled up in her chest as she scowled at him, finally finding her point and the actual answer to his question in the bustle of her thoughts. It had been bubbling behind her ramblings, making her heat up and colouring her cheeks bright red.
“And of course I’m trying, why wouldn’t I? I’d do anything for majesty! Just because I’m no good doesn’t mean I’m not trying!” Nel took a breath, pursing her lips in a haughty manner before she muttered, “Y-you should just… stop assuming.”
Player Name: Sallie
Player LJ: drazzi
Contact: salliedrazzi[AT]googlemail[DOT]com // AIM: TheDrazzi
Character Number: 02nd
Invited: By myself >(
Name: Nel Bindle
Source: Wishstars -- Original character, from original fiction novel (Being co-written with creatore_magico)
Appearance: Nel is a sixteen year old human girl, from the land of Sidereal. She stands at five foot six inches. She’s plump and out of shape, with quite a tummy and heavy thighs and not an apparent muscle on her. She’s far from happy about her shape; Despite that though, she tends to wear short dresses.
Her face is very young looking, not helped by her chubby cheeks and pouty lips.
Her eyes are a cool blue, which are large with fairly large pupils and terrible vision - so she constantly wears glasses and is near useless without them. Her hair is a pale silvery-blue, which is straight and hangs to about her waist - usually she pulls it up behind her head in a messy bun to keep it out of the way. Her nose is slightly upturned button-nose. Her
Pictures: Reference Sheet [Nudity]
![Reference Sheet [Nudity]](http://wishes.rigaffe.co.uk/art/sallie_nelsheet.png){kind=link}
Personality: Nel is a little firecracker. She doesn’t mean to be, but at the end of the day Nel is easily excitable - be it into anger, happiness or sadness, she will quickly take cue from those around her and emote. She's determined at the best of times, and was absolutely devoted to Queen Nelnir, willing to do anything for her.
Poor Nel is far from careful, always rushing in where angel's dont' dare tread. She leaps long before she looks, and usually ends up regretting it, but at the very least we can say that she tries. Oh lordy, she tries her best.
Nel isn’t not one to turn her nose up at hard work, and she quite relishes it - which would be commendable if only she wasn’t quite so clumsy. Often her attempts to work hard just make more work for other people. Although she is helpful to a fault, she often just makes a mess of things, but hey. Like we said. She tries.
She's still quite a child, although she's trying to grow up. Try as she might though, she will be easily impressed by anyone’s party tricks, she’ll be easily led by those manipulative enough and she will instantly idolise those she considers worldly and beautiful.
Nel is naïve, very naïve for a sixteen year old. If she gets any crushes on anyone, she will be far too flustered and embarrassed to do anything about it. When she’s flustered, she’s even more emotive and clumsy - but hey. Did we mention she tries?
History: Nel grew up in the Undercity - an underground city where life was dark and difficult; where radiation kills as many people as it mutates, and the mutants run rampant. It was because of the dark society that her eyesight is extremely poor, despite her large eyes.
The Undercity is broken down, full of disease and homeless as well as mutants, so Nel had a hard life with her mother. Death down there was a daily occurrence which was just dealt with in much the way that someone would deal with a split seam or lost sock.
Her father she never knew, and it seemed likely to her when she grew older than the man was either dead or mutated - but perhaps because she never knew him, she always had a hard time talking to men.
When Nel turned fifteen she decided to see what more of Sidreal there was out there, and she set out to find a job. She found her way far south to Arjade, a famously Wish-friendly town. The queen of Arjade was a Wish - a race who’s blood was able to grant wishes and desires - and she was seeking a chambermaid. Through sheer fluke Nel managed to get an interview, which she fumbled through making many mistakes and not making the best of impressions. However her nature shone through, and Queen Nelnir took a shine to the girl, feeling Nel was a sweet child who would be a good friend - which was really what the monarch wanted - and so Nel became the Queen's personal chambermaid.
Nel worked hard, making many mistakes but also becoming very close friends with her employer. She became so close to her Queen, that she never once thought of the wishes she could have granted, but also placed her high on a pedestal. She was happy serving Nelnir, despite what the other servants in the palace may have thought of her.
When Nelnir confided in Nel that she had had a somewhat prophetic dream that wouldn’t leave her mind, it was Nel - in her over-excited way - who suggested that they escape the castle and follow the Queen’s instincts. Together they left the castle that night, and set off with no real idea of where they were going. (See here and here for more information.)
On their (oftentimes difficult) journey they met up with two other groups of travellers, and found out that all Wishes were migrating Northwards - towards the long forgotten Goddess Temple. They travelled with the group despite Nel’s apprehensions of her Queen being around so many men, although she swore to protect her queen as best she could. They faced several more hardships on their journey North even as a large group, but somehow all came to know and respect each other.
When the group came to the Undercity, Nel came into her own - having grown up there and knowing her way through, as well as how to survive. Even when the group lost two of its members (see North’s ap to see why him and another were lost), and with Priests pursuing them, Nel managed to keep some sense of calm and get the group through so they could continue on to the Temple.
At the Temple, Nel found herself on of very few, if not the only, human amongst hundreds of Wishes. The Goddess of the world herself had called them to her, so she could use their blood to restart the whole world.
The Wishes were granted one wish - their first and only - before they died, but Nel being human wasn’t given such a choice. Even with all the potent blood in the air, she didn’t think of using a drop of it on herself, all her thoughts were for her Queen and best friend. So as the world ended, she held tightly to Nelnir’s hand and didn’t let go.
Sidereal ended, but somehow Nel woke up in Demeleier.
Specific Abilities: Being a human from Sidereal, Nel isn’t considered magical, although she does have some basic magical abilities. She can make a ball of light which will last an hour, or start a fire without matches, but generally nothing more than that.
She can land a pretty heavy punch, but it’s mostly just weight and luck that makes that happen. A fighter our Nel definitely is not.
Additional Information:
- Nel is extremely clumsy, often having accidents.
- Added to this she tends to look before she leaps, which leads to further accidents.
- She has a habit of tugging her hemline over her thighs as she's nervous.
- She tends to say "oh shoot" when things go wrong
- She actually wears her hair up because she hopes it makes her a little more like a sexy secretary.
- Is scared of dogs
- Is very shy around men and finds it difficult to talk to them.
- She likes to wear a ribbon around her wrist so she can knot it to aid her memory. (Also to keep hairpins for Majesty.)
- Nel is a minor character in the Wishstars novel that creatore_magico and I are working on. There are more images of her at the Wishstars Art website.
Sample Journal Post:
[A high girl’s voice, which sounded nervous and confused cut into the communicator.] Majesty?... Majesty, are you there? Are you okay? [The voice begins to sound a little more panicky and upset.] Majesty? … Anyone?
Where did everyone go? [The girl makes a wordless, whining noise and there is the sound of movement.] Is this it: Is this death? This can’t be it…
Sample Post :
Nel glared over the rims of her glasses, but the position that the boy had put her in meant she was unable to see much beyond his cheek and ear. The ribbon in his hair looked like the blood she tasted behind her lips, having bitten down too hard on her lip moments earlier. It just made her feel less disposed to pleasantries, how dare he imply she wasn’t trying? She was trying her hardest, surely that was obvious!
“Listen here you! We can’t all be cats, you know!” She snapped without thinking. “I mean not everyone is a beautiful butterfly, some of us are just bloody elephants at the end of the day. Without us, people like you with faces like sour lemons wouldn’t have anything redeeming to make you look so good! Besides, have you ever tried walking in shoes like this? I bet you haven’t! I’m doing the best I can!”
Her anger swelled up in her chest as she scowled at him, finally finding her point and the actual answer to his question in the bustle of her thoughts. It had been bubbling behind her ramblings, making her heat up and colouring her cheeks bright red.
“And of course I’m trying, why wouldn’t I? I’d do anything for majesty! Just because I’m no good doesn’t mean I’m not trying!” Nel took a breath, pursing her lips in a haughty manner before she muttered, “Y-you should just… stop assuming.”