Describe a Viner

Random thought that crawled into my mind when writing a post.

How well could you describe your fellow Viners? Their character that is. I know we have a picture them as type thread. But that does not always show exactly what they look like. Or how they describe themselves in their posts. Not only can this help people learn what others actually look like, but it could help descriptive writing as well.

No description of a single person should be longer than a paragraph.

Are we sticking to physical descriptions?

Cool thread btw.

love this idea, ima do this ina  bit...

"I'm gonna do it "

I wanna see someone else do this before I do >_>

Apparently, Obi Wan and War Killer look exactly the same when out of costume.  :p

" Apparently, Obi Wan and War Killer look exactly the same when out of costume.  :p "

How about we describe them personality wise, cause physically (I dont really pay attention to) lol

" (I don't really pay attention to) lol "

" @Closure said:

" (I don't really pay attention to) lol "

That's my point though. How many people have actually payed attention to others in their rpgs. To the point that they can describe what one another look like.Generic personalities are easier, but remembering how they look. That is a bit harder. Down to the eye color, height, weight, color of hair. Skin complexion, way the walk or carry themselves. What they have on, weapons carried. The personality could all be thrown in with it.Gambler's trademark grin for example helps to highlight his characters cockiness/confidence. "

i wonder wut people could describe DC looks like

"the union image of DC nowadays is a man with long black hair in a ponytail. in a business suit or tux."

" @Warsman Me? xD "

" @The Dark Huntress said:

" @Warsman Me? xD "

BOOBIES :D "

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@The Dark Huntress:

Whisper

Her strawberry blond hair flowed in the wind as she made her way towards him. She was a little taller than the average girl with a slight figure, though she moved like a gymnast. Her pointed brown cowboy boots clicked on the tile floor below her and she struted back and forth with her torn blue jeans and black t-shirt that was a little too short and tight for her father's approval. The smile on her face as she started to jog towards him, warmed his heart and instantly all was forgiven. Jumping into his arms he could smell the lavender and jasmine and it reminded him of her mother. His daughter was a woman and a girl wrapped up into one.

Risky

Her blue eyes looked through the scope lining up the sights on her target. With a last adjustment of her dails and a brush of her short dark hair behind her ear she leaned in and readied herself. Her short compact body lay on the ground in a prone position, left knee pulled into a 90 degree angel. The tight leather pants that she wore left little to the imagination but he imagined anyways. Hawk stood just a meter behind her and watched her chest heave in her much too low cut shirt that clung tight to her body, until she held her breath preparing to fire. As she squeezed off a round Hawk noticed just a glipms of her tan skin was exposed on the small of her back. Turning over and smiling she had a slight crook to her grin as she said "Head shot....target elimated."

The tight leather pants that she wore left little to the imagination but he imagined anyways.

Love the subtext.

Final Arrow.

He whistled a song as he nearly skipped down the sidewalk. Twirling his cane in his long pointed fingers, his dark yellow and sharpened finger nails stood in stark contrast to his ghost white skin. A slight wind picked up as he moved along, blowing his long black over coat reveling a scarlet vest and tie against a white shirt. Finally she saw him as he approached with a dance in his step. She couldn't help but look into this ice blue eyes, but it really should have been his pale lips that she should have studied. Cause though he whistled a friendly tune, they were gnarled and turning into an evil grin. As he approached her his dark red tounge shot out to lick his lips. Looking her over his hunger for lust took over and he dined on her flesh.

"Love the subtext. "

Feral Nova

Holy sh!t that girl is on fire!

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Someone do me!!!! "