Character Studies is done by Morgan and you seriously need to check out her blog – it’s awesome! So basically what you do, is you copy and paste the questions from her blog and then have your character answer them. I decided to start with the first Character Study from March and have my MC in the book I’m writing answer the questions. I hope you enjoy!
1 – What’s your name? Do you have a nickname? Is there any meaning behind your name or nickname?
My name is Connor. There’s no meaning behind it and I don’t have a nickname. Not everyone does, you know?
2 – How old do you look? Is that your real age? How old are you, actually?
I don’t know – 19 I guess? I’m actually, twenty, though.
3 – What’s your gender?
I’m a guy. Isn’t that obvious?
4 – What’s your eye color? How easy is it to tell your eye color from a distance?
I have green eyes and yeah, you can see them pretty well from the distance. They’re surprisingly bright.
5 – What’s your ethnicity? Does anybody ever get it wrong?
Ethnicity? I’m a Shanite. No one can get it wrong because we are all Shanites living in Shano.
6 – What’s your build? How tall are you? Are you strong?
*squints eyes* You just had to ask that, didn’t you? No, I’m not tall, I’m short. Yes, I’m pretty strong, so watch what you say!
7 – What’s your foremost physical trait—The first thing someone will notice about your appearance?
…..My red hair….
8 – What’s your favorite outfit, or what do you wear the most? Why is that your favorite?
Favorite outfit? I don’t care about that stuff, I just throw on whatever is in my reach.
9 – How do you usually introduce yourself to new people?
I don’t normally introduce myself to anyone. The first words I usually say to someone would be something like – “Would you stop talking already?”
BONUS: What would you do if you were a pirate?
I’d search for buried treasure, duh! And probably take down any ship that threatened me.
Yeah, he’s um… yeah…. He’s fun to write LOL! XD
I hope you liked reading this! Let me know if you’d like to see more of these – Connor gets a bit crazier in the next ones 😉
Hiii! So I really wanted to make a post today and I thought – hm, I could show where I keep my POP!s! Also known as Poppy Woppies… I do that to practically everything, as I’m sure you recall me calling Tsum Tsums my Tsummie Wummies XD
Here’s the shelf where pretty much all my POP!s stay. There’s also an EAH doll and a 9″ donut Vinylmation because, well, they needed a spot, too XD I know it’s sad that I can’t really see the ones in the back, but back there are Mary Poppins, Lilo, Lady Sif (from Thor), Astrid, Hiccup, and Jessie
And here are my Star Wars POP!s! I have Rey, Han, Leia, and BB-8 so far, but I’m hoping to get Finn and the Poe without helmet which is exclusive to Walmart Okay, yes, you see a lot of other cool Star Wars things, so I’ll show you the entire shelf XD
Well, that’s all I have to share for today! I hope you enjoyed looking at all of my POP!s
Do you have any POP!s? Where do you store them?
Hey ho! (I almost started singing one of Merry and Pippin’s very entertaining songs) Today I bring to you my second story for AAWC! And I included a swan, once again, Misty
Before we go on, let me just say – GO TEAM SWAN!!! I BELIEVE IN US!!!! XD
Now let’s get on with the story, shall we? XD
I sat at the edge of the lake, letting my feet soak in the water. Gazing at the glistening lake, I let a tear trickle down my cheek. Gone. They’re all gone. A sob escaped my lips and I had no control over the tears. The ache was so strong that I hugged myself and bent over, allowing the overflowing tears to fall into the lake, creating ripples on the water.
“They were wonderful, weren’t they?” A voice came from behind me and I forced myself to look back and see who it was. A young boy around my age stood there, his eyes red and puffy, as though he had been crying, too. I closed my eyes and nodded my head, unable to speak a word.
He came closer and sat down beside me, placing his hand on my shoulder as I cried.
“I came here every day to visit with the swans. They brought hope and joy to the whole valley. And they were always there to help us and save us from the beasts. I can’t believe someone came and-” The boy paused, not even able to say those two horrible words himself. I sniffed and wiped away some tears as I lifted my head up.
“Which one was your favorite?” I inquired, my voice cracking.
“I always liked the one with the few blue feathers. He always did silly things.” The boy stated, trying to smile. I chuckled.
“He was my favorite, too.” I informed and the tears poured out again. The boy reached into his pocket and tapped my arm. I looked at him, wondering what he wanted.
“This is for you.” He offered and I took the photograph from him and smiled as tears streamed down my cheeks. It was a photograph of Blue, as I had dubbed him, splashing around in the water. I smiled gratefully at him and whispered, “Thank you.” He smiled back at me and went on his way. I wish I could have told him how much it meant to me, but I think he knew already. I would always treasure that photograph, and I’d always remember that kind boy.
I used a writing prompt that said to write the saddest scene you can think of between a boy and a girl, except this is the first time they ever met. I had tried this prompt once before and it didn’t turn out the way I’d hoped. I feel much more pleased with this one
Have a great day!
Alright. Are you ready? This is the LAST part. Okay… Let’s see what happens! 😀
Erebelle was telling her mother all about Damarias’ new stall when suddenly she heard a bone chilling roar.
“Damarias!” She breathed and ran out to the barn to fetch her horse. When she exited the barn she looked at the ground for Damarias’ paw prints.
“That way, Moonlight!” She yelled and her horse raised back on two feet and galloped in the direction of Damarias’ paw prints.
Everyone in Charzul heard the roar, even Prince Neal who was looking everywhere for Alfred. When he heard the roar, he hurried to the stables to see if Alfred’s horse was still there, but all of the hunter’s horses were missing. Neal hopped on his horse bareback and he, too, went after Damarias, but this time, to keep him safe.
Damarias continued running, his face getting scratched and bleeding from brushing up against branches in the forest. He noticed a fallen down tree and knew he had to jump over it, but if he didn’t make it, the hunters would catch him. Damarias reared back and jumped forward, and although he did make it over the tree, he had a bad landing. The hunters caught up with him and circled around him. Erebelle came riding from the west and Neal from the east.
“STOP!” Erebelle and Neal yelled in unison, but it was too late. One of the men fired a shot and Damarias let out a wail that made Erebelle’s heart skip a beat.
All of the hunters, frightened by Prince Neal, ran away, but Alfred stayed and faced him.
Erebelle jumped off of Moonlight and fell to the ground in front of Damarias, tears pouring out of her eyes uncontrollably. Damarias turned his big eyes toward Erebelle and moaned. Erebelle pet his face and said, “It’s going to be okay, Damarias. I’m gonna get help, and you’re going to live.”
Damarias flapped his ears, as though he was telling her that she was going to be fine. Damarias lowered his head toward his wound and looked back at Erebelle with sad eyes and moaned.
“You’re not going to die!” Erebelle cried, but Damarias groaned and flapped his ears again.
Neal walked up to Alfred and said, “I gave you orders, and you disobeyed them. Get on my horse. I’m bringing you back to the palace so you can spend a few years in the dungeon. And don’t even think about running away. I’m keeping my eye on you.” Neal commanded and Alfred did as he was told.
Neal stepped over to Erebelle and Damarias and knelt down. Erebelle continued talking to Damarias, but after a moment, he let out his last breath and was gone. Erebelle threw her arms around Damarias and sobbed.
Neal placed his hand on her shoulder and said, “I can’t tell you how sorry I am that this happened. I want you to know that it was not my doing.”
Erebelle tried to speak, but her pain was too strong, so she nodded her head. Neal stayed with her until she was ready to part with him.
Erebelle rose and faced the prince, her eyes small and red.
“Thank you for changing your mind about him.” Her voice cracked.
“I just wish I could have stopped this.” Neal said sadly. Erebelle sniffed and wiped her eyes.
“We did everything we could.” She said.
Neal nodded his head and said, “You’re very lucky to have had such a good friend. Not everyone is blessed to know someone like him.” Erebelle smiled and more tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Well, goodbye, Miss.” Neal said and rode back to the palace with Alfred. Erebelle stayed in the forest a while longer thinking of all her friends in the village and of Damarias. She turned back towards Damarias and said, “Thank you, Damarias, for being the greatest friend of them all.”
*sigh* I know. I’m awful. It makes me teary every time I read it.
Alright, now you all can go ahead and tell me how terrible I am for killing off Damarias. But I hope you liked this story anyway XD
OH MY GOSH!!! This is the second to last part!!! AGH!! Are you ready? Are you sure? There’s a major cliffhanger at the end… XD
Erebelle woke with a start.
“So, you’ve finally decided to wake up?” Prince Neal asked from the campfire. Erebelle sighed with disgust and then frantically looked for Damarias, who was surprisingly, still sleeping beside her.
“What are you doing here?” She asked, not worrying herself with talking respectfully to her prince.
“I heard about all that you did by several of my guards and I thought I would come find you and commend you for doing such an excellent job.” Neal said kindly.
“You mean, you aren’t going to press charges?” Erebelle questioned.
“No. I’ve decided to drop the hunt for your pet. You can take him back home if you would wish.” Neal said with a smile, but Erebelle wasn’t going to agree just yet.
“How do I know this isn’t some sort of trick?” She inquired.
“Miss, I give you my honest word as your prince, he is safe, as are you.” Neal promised, placing his right hand over his heart. Erebelle smiled with relief.
“Thank you, Your Highness.” She said gratefully. Damarias stood next to Erebelle and groaned happily. Erebelle laughed and cuddled his big fluffy face.
“Well, I should be off now. Good day, Miss.” Prince Neal said and walked away before Erebelle could say a word.
“Sire, would you like us to go after the creature and that peasant girl?” Alfred asked as Prince Neal walked through the palace gardens.
“No, there shall be no more hunts for that little fellow anymore. I want no harm to come to him or the girl, is that understood?” Neal said and Alfred bowed his head and headed for the stables.
“Well, are we going?” One of the hunters asked once Alfred entered the stables.
Alfred mounted his horse and said, “Yes, let’s rid the kingdom of this beast once and for all.”
Meanwhile, Erebelle was preparing a proper place for Damarias to sleep in their barn. She was decorating his stall fit for a king.
“What do you think?” Erebelle asked with a smile as she fluffed up the last pillow. Damarias pawed at the ground, which normally meant he wanted to go run in the woods.
“Oh, I don’t know if that’s safe yet…” Erebelle said, unsure of his safety. Damarias looked up at her with pleading eyes.
“Oh, alright, but just for a while okay?” Erebelle agreed and Damarias galloped across the yard and into a large open field.
Damarias growled in delight and rolled over the pokey grass, perfect for a good back scratch. Damarias lifted his head and ears and listened closely. Hunting horns! Realizing that he was still being chased after, he began running as quickly as he possibly could. He pulled his head down and lifted it back up, letting out the biggest roar he could let out, hoping that Erebelle would hear it.
Now you all have to wait a WEEK before you find out what happens! BWAHAHA! Just kidding. I’m not THAT cruel. I’ll post the next part in a few days… Or tomorrow… We’ll see 😉
Hi all! How’s your day going?
Well, suddenly today I had the urge to make a Christian blog where I could share advice, my own struggles and beliefs, and more with other Christian girls! I’ve been thinking about making one for a while and since I had thought of a few things to post about already, I thought, “Okay, I think I need to do this!”
So please check out my new blog, He Rights My Wrongs! I’d really appreciate it 😀
*WARNING: This post contains screaming and extreme fangirling. Read at your own risk.*
AAAAAGHHH!!!!! TFA WAS RELEASED ON DVD TODAY!!!! OH MY GOSH JUST GIVE ME MY BB-8 AND LET ME GO SIT DOWN AND WATCH TFA AND DIE!!! :O
Today was also the day that The Phantom Menace Tsum Tsums were released!! So this morning, my mom and I got up early and went to the mall with my sister to pick up our Tsummie Wummies (as I often call them)! Then after that, we went to Target to buy TFA!! YAAAY!!! 😀
Here are some pictures of the displays in stores!
Now here’s an overview of what I got today! Minus the shirt ;D
Well, that was all for today! I just can’t wait for my brother to get off work and get home so we can all watch it!! I’m going to be hugging my BB-8 plush, probably have a few Star Wars tsums with me, and I will be wearing Star Wars clothes, as well. It’s going to be awesome 😀
Are you excited about TFA? Will you be watching it tonight, too?
HIIII! I’m SO excited because AAWC HAS BEGUN!!! YAY!!! You’ll be seeing a lot of stories this month ;D
Oh, and Misty, I used a swan in my story and title (as you already can see XD )
The Silver Swan
James paced the floor, pausing every six seconds when he had an idea and then would shake his head and continue pacing.
“Calm down, James.” Malcolm urged, “You’re giving me a headache.”
James plopped on the velvet sofa and huffed. The entire kingdom had their mind on the war between man and beast. James, however, had his mind on an entirely different matter.
“I can’t stop thinking about her.” He whispered. Malcolm raised his eyebrow and set his book down.
“Is there something you need to tell me, James?” He inquired. Being James’ best friend, he felt he was entitled to know absolutely everything that was going on in his life and – usually – James was happy to share.
“Last week I saw a beautiful young maiden in the forest. Her dark hair blew in front of her face and she stared at me with her sad eyes. I was going to speak to her when suddenly a giant winged creature swooped down from above and carried her off into the sunset. Ever since then I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her. I believe she may be in trouble.” James explained, his eyes full of worry. Malcolm grinned and said, “James, I know exactly who it is you saw.”
“You do? Who is she?” James pressed.
“She’s known as the Silver Swan. She goes down to the lake in the forest every day.” Malcolm informed.
“Why?” James inquired.
“No one knows. You can try asking her yourself. She lives in the Holland Tower in the back of the forest.” Said Malcolm. James immediately rose from his seat and headed out the door. He didn’t want to waste a single moment. If she was in trouble, he was going to save her.
Riding through the forest on his mighty steed, James practically flew to the Holland Tower. As he approached it, he noticed how solemn it looked. So old, so dark. Something wasn’t right there. Swiftly he dismounted his horse and ran to the tower. He looked around, but no door was in sight. He would have to climb. He pushed back his crimson cape and grasped the creases between the bricks, hoisting himself upward. Quickly he climbed, for fear that he would be too late to save The Silver Swan.
At last he reached the top window and climbed through, leaving him standing in a dreary room. He peered through the darkness and caught sight of the young maiden he had seen in the forest, suppressed in the shadows beside a golden mirror.
James took off his hat and held it tightly in his hands as he approached her.
“Who are you?” A gentle almost inaudible voice emerged from the maiden.
“I have come to find out who you are. And to determine that you are safe.” James replied. They looked into one another’s eyes for a few silent moments. The young maiden was so touched by this man’s concern that it made her heart soar in a way she hadn’t felt in a long time. At length she said,
“I am Arella, The Silver Swan.”
“Y-yes. So I heard.” James stated. “I am James, Guard of the Citadel.” He introduced with a bow.
“And what more information do you seek, Sir James?” Arella inquired.
“I wish, if it pleases you, to know more about you. Why do you live in a tower with no doors? Why do you hide away in the rear of the forest? And why do you go to the lake every day?” James asked respectfully. Arella lifted her head and dropped it again as she let out a soft sigh. She stepped into the light and James noticed for the first time that she had long silver wings – like that of a swan’s – only much bigger. He remained silent, however and waited for her to speak. She wandered to the window and gazed out – her eyes mournful.
“Many years ago, a castle stood strong right over there.” Arella began, pointing her finger to a demolished part of land, “A wonderful king and queen lived there and ruled their kingdom with kindness and generosity. Until one day, the queen gave birth to a baby girl. They loved her and they cherished her, but as their daughter grew older, she became different. She wasn’t like the other young boys and girls in the land, and the king and queen grew fearful. They became so preoccupied with protecting their name, their status, that they sided with the people, who also were fearful of the princess, and they did something they would later come to regret.” She paused, her eyes looking down at the window’s ledge.
“What did they do?” James urged. Without looking up she said, “They banished her.” Arella turned away and continued, “The princess always remembered this. She became depressed and insecure about herself, so she stayed in hiding, keeping away from anyone and everyone. Until she heard about the attack on the kingdom. She rushed back home, but by then it was too late. Everything was gone. Her parents, the kingdom, everything but this tower was destroyed. She forgave her parents for their wrongdoings and she settled down in the tower, to keep them close to her heart.” Arella finished, now standing in front of the mirror. James shook his head in disappointment and walked over to her.
“Arella, I am deeply sorry for all you have been through.” He said sincerely. Arella looked at him with tears in her eyes. She took a deep breath in and said, “And to answer your other question; I go to the lake every day to look at my reflection. To remind myself that not only am I human, but a swan. I belong there as well, in the forest and the sparkling waters. That’s where I feel free and beautiful. And when I return here, I look into the mirror. Where I see the human who could have been a princess, kind and generous just as her parents once were. But alas, I remain here, to avoid being seen by anyone so that they won’t ever fear me.”
“I can’t understand how anyone could fear you. Arella, you are beautiful – inside and out. Whoever can’t see that is clearly out of their mind. You’re a special young girl and you were made different for a purpose. That I truly believe.” James inspirited her. For the first time in years, a genuine smile spread across Arella’s face. Her one dream had come true at last – to be loved and happy again.
So, what did you all think? I’d love to know!
YAY! It’s time for the next part of TMCOC!!! 😀
Erebelle cried in her bed that night. She was hurt that Damarias was sentenced to die. She was hurt by what her mother did, and she was hurt by the prince’s cruelty to innocent animals. Suddenly she had an idea.
“I’m going to take him out of there and send him far away.” She said to herself and hopped out of her bed to quickly change. She was going to take him back that night.
Erebelle pulled the hood of her cape over her face as she neared the castle. She crouched behind a bush that was just outside the castle gates. She had to think of a diversion to get the guards out of the way, just for a moment, so she could enter without anyone knowing it. She searched the ground for a stone and picked one up.
“Oh, I hope I aim this right.” Erebelle said under her breath and threw the stone as hard as she could. It landed with a loud clank on the bars of the gate.
“What was that?” One of the guards asked, raising his sword.
“Someone must be out there, let’s take a look.” The other guard said and they both set off in separate directions.
Erebelle quickly went to the gate and climbed over it, which was not very easy to do in a dress. When she jumped down from the gate and hurriedly got out of sight, she sighed in relief.
“Now all that’s left to do, is find Damarias and somehow sneak him out of here.” She thought, beginning to doubt if she would be able to succeed.
“Well, I’ve come this far, so I have to keep going.” She decided and crept through the palace courtyard. She came to the stables, wondering if Damarias would be kept there.
“Damarias!” Erebelle whispered. “Are you here?” She asked hopefully. Then suddenly she heard a little growl. Only it wasn’t coming from one of the stalls, it was coming from the direction of a locked wooden door. Erebelle busted the lock and opened the door, where she found a spiraling staircase that went down forever. Erebelle hesitantly began stepping down the stairs, hoping that she would find Damarias at the bottom.
When Erebelle neared the last few steps, she whispered, “Damarias, are you in here?”, and a low, gentle moan answered her voice. Erebelle’s heart stopped for a moment and she ran down the last few steps. There lying in chains, was sweet Damarias. Erebelle threw herself on top of him and gave him the biggest hug.
“Oh, my sweet little guy! How could they do this to you?” She cried and Damarias blew on her face, just as he always did when he was happy to see her. Erebelle laughed and rubbed her tears away.
“Alright, buddy, we have to get you out of here.” She said as she tried to slip off the chains, but they wouldn’t budge.
“Damarias, would you by any chance know where the key is to unlock the chains?” She asked hopefully and Damarias shook his head to the left. Erebelle gasped in surprise. She had not noticed the sleeping guard in the room. She then noticed the keys on a loop in his hand. Erebelle studied the loop, and then looked at Damarias’ tail.
“Hey, I need you to do something for me, Damarias – well, for yourself, too. I need you to very carefully slip your tail through the key loop and hand it to me, okay?” Erebelle explained her plan and Damarias nodded his head. He stretched his tail out as far as he could and cautiously slipped it through the loop, but paused when the guard moved. Erebelle sighed in relief and motioned for him to continue. When Damarias had the keys he lifted his tail to Erebelle.
“That’s my good furry boy!” She said and stroked his head. Erebelle unlocked the chains and quietly placed them on the floor.
“Now, let’s get out of here!” She said with determination and Damarias snorted in agreement. Erebelle slowly and quietly lead Damarias past the snoring guard. There was a large door that was just big enough for Damarias to fit through and it lead right into the woods. Erebelle was outside the door, waiting for Damarias, but while he was walking, his tail whacked the guard and he fell to the ground. Damarias turned around to look at the man who was staring angrily at him and Erebelle.
“YOU! Get back in here!” The guard shouted, but Erebelle yelled,
“NO! He belongs to me and I am here to retrieve him! Damarias, RUN!”
With that Damarias darted out of the room and into the woods. Erebelle had swung herself on top of him, so they were now running for their lives through the dark woods. Royal officers were chasing after them on horseback, and they were nearly on their tail, but Damarias made a quick turn that only he could fit through and lost them.
“Damarias, I don’t think it’s safe for us to go home now. We’d be better off hiding out here in the woods.” Erebelle said sadly. Damarias flapped his ears to try and cheer her up.
“Well, at least I have you back.” She said and kissed the top of his soft head.
Hurray, he’s back!! What will happen in Part 6? Stay tuned! 😉
OH MY GOODNESS GUYS IM DYING!!!!
There is a BB-8 AIRPLANE!!!! Literally just GET ME ON THAT THING, I DON’T CARE WHERE IT’S GOING!!!
*tries to calm down*
I’m sorry for my freaking out up there. I’m just- agh. A BB-8. Airplane. :O
To see the full post with even more pictures click here.
Please tell me I’m not the only one dying over this! XD
Have you ever flown in an airplane? Or do you want to?
P.S. ONE MORE WEEK UNTIL TFA IS ON DVD!!!!