Bebop Madness :: Before You Start :: Profiles :: Canon Applications :: Cannon Application for Grencia Eckener Author Topic: Cannon Application for Grencia Eckener (Read 130 times) Grencia Eckener Newbie member is offline Do you have a comrade? Joined: Feb 2008 Posts: 2 Location: Callisto Cannon Application for Grencia Eckener « Thread Started on Feb 5, 2008, 12:44pm » Name: Grencia Mars Elijah Guo Eckener Age: 27 Occupation: Convict, saxophone player. Why you chose this character: Gren is an awesome character and he was my favorite character in the entire series, I was so upset when he died. RP Sample: (( Taken from __not quite a fairy tale where I play The Hobgoblin. ”No one can blame you For walking away Too much rejection No love injection Life can be easy It's not always swell Don't tell me truth hurts, little one 'Cause it hurts like hell.” However else the lullaby continued was lost in a sort of humming whisper as the one who was singing it slashed a black leather gloved hand into the icy lake water, disturbing the watery reflection of the moon and its silver light for an instant. Casting himself in more shadows than light the Goblin-kin stopped humming, one sky blue eye and one seeming earth brown looked across the lake with dissatisfaction written clearly in their owner’s sharp, angular features. Another flick of the wrist sent the clinging droplets scattering over the lake once again casting the shadows Jasper favored over the bright silver moonlight. The Hobgoblin was reclining on one of the larger granite outcrops, one leg brought up to his chest, left arm curled around it, the other leg flung out as his right hand danged dangerously close to the water. Black gloves matched knee-high boots, vest, and the riding crop resting next to his leg, a white poet’s shirt could do to be tied tighter as it was flashing glimpse’s of too pale flesh turned more ghostly silver thanks to the light, Elf favored blue leggings covered long legs just a bit too tightly to be considered seemly. Jasper was always pushing his luck when he came here. A distracted hand ran through his lion’s mane of pale blond hair, looking more salt-white in the light, its silver streaks seeming to glow. It was all an illusion. This place, his looks, even his mother’s smile. The illusion began to grate on his nerves, causing him to grind his too-sharp canines together. All he could do was disturb the lake water, make a tiny ripple in the mass that would be smoothed out and forgotten in less than a moment, less than a blink of an eye. It was all very aggravating, his barely tolerated presence. They were all nice, polite, masking it as best they could. But the slight flicker of eyes over his face and form, the twitch of smiles gave them away. He was not wanted here, he was tolerated because he must be, because he was Marie’s son and nothing more. He was too Goblin for them, too violent in his looks to be truly beautiful to their stands. He was too dark, too sharp, and too Goblin for them. His jokes were vulgar, his voice more like raw silk than the birds or harps they favored, he was too tall, he was too everything. Vaguely he wondered why it bothered him. He was an adult before he met either of his parents, but he still wanted to cling to his mother and her people rather than his father’s. Maybe it was seeing how his sister, Jeanne-Marie, his twin, interact with the Elves that sparked his own want of belonging among them. He could almost pass among them, always almost though. He could hear the revel, the singing and the dancing and the feasting and wanted no part of it. He was here because it was wished of him by his mother and his sister, their people be d**ned. Jasper would play his part later, smile with a hint of fangs, laugh a little too harshly, sing a little too low, standing tall. He would play the odd man out later, when he had to. When someone came to fetch him to signal he had been missed, until then he would sit here in the dark and watch the ebb and flow of the lake. Watch the changes of light when he splashed the water, watch the moon disappear into a million pieces of glass then return whole once again, not a piece missing. « Last Edit: Feb 5, 2008, 12:45pm by Grencia Eckener » Link to Post - Back to Top   Logged Forum Jump--------------------» Home--------------------» Before You Start--------------------- Rules- Help Desk --- Bebop Madness Archives- Profiles --- Canon Applications- Introductions--------------------» Rp Area--------------------- Mars- Moons of Jupiter- Other Locations--------------------» Bebop Discussion--------------------- The Anime--------------------» General--------------------- General Board- Your Site

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