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Your Name & Tumblr URL: Kaitlynn (Mouse) Brown, anonymonstre.tumblr.com

 

 

Character Name: Remy Wilder

 

 

Character Handle: botanicalExpeditor

 

 

Character Age: 13 years old

 

 

Character Gender: Female, same sex

 

 

Character Picture: It's just something really quick: http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/3831/img1824.png

 

 

Character Quirk: Doesn't swear but uses insults frequently, even when talking to friends. Always posts in two sentences. Basic sentence structuring and capitals, sometimes makes run on sentences.

 

-Example: BE: Ok so I think I've finally gotten the handle of this whole "speaking to people" thing. It was really tough too I had to dumb down my speech to roughly your thinking level.

 

BE: It was quite a challenge. I don't know how you manage to do it on a day to day basis.

 

 

Strife Specibi: Shovelkind

 

 

Fetch Modus: Lab Modus. Each item captcha'd gets arranged by colour and size into neat rows. A timer is placed on each card, indicating the amount of minutes/hours/days/weeks that has to pass before that item can be taken out again. Assigns times at random, so two of the exact same item captcha'd at the same time won't necessarily be allowed out at the same time. Ex: Two cans of soda, one with 10 HOURS printed on the card, the other 2 DAYS.

 

 

Relations: Remy had what she considered a normal family life with her Uncle, who raised her since her birth. He taught her a lot about the world and how beauty is often overlooked for cold hard mechanics. He was a very reclusive man who lived in the wilderness and only knew the most simple uses of things like technology. Most of what Remy knows is from him as she was home schooled. He loved her very much but refused to be known as her father for personal reasons.

 

 

Brief Description: -Personality: Remy Wilder is a very bitter little girl. It takes a really long time for her to open up to people beyond her Uncle. She's not rude per se, she's just incredibly open about other people's weaknesses and is brutally honest when it comes to her opinion. Fiercely independent, she'll grudgingly take direction but it has to have a good reason behind it first. She'd rather fight battles to protect someone than to serve someone. When she's made friends with someone she'll stick by them and their choices unless she can tell it's going to be harmful to someone else she cares about. She'll also take extremely good care of people who don't quite know what they're doing as she's basically an expert on plant and wildlife. She's opinionated, stubborn, and willing to compromise if she respects the other person. She's pretty good at biological sciences but detests anything related to mechanics. If she were in a situation where she could fight her way through or invent a solution she would almost always pick fight.

 

-Likes: Botany, nature, politics (she's not educated when it comes to all of the ideologies but she finds them fascinating), her Uncle, good food, incense.

 

-Dislikes: Cars, music (too noisy), religion, movies, fashion, most impractical things. She excludes the internet because it's helpful to her research and learning.

 

-Brief History: Remy and her Uncle have, for as long as she can remember, always lived just on the outskirts of New Mexico. She was raised in isolation, taught through her Uncle, books, and some computer research. As she was constantly surrounded by nature she grew a passion for taking care of the environment. This included raising plants, her specialty being algae, nurturing injured animals back to health, and living with as little garbage and recycling as she could manage. She went with her Uncle to visit the local cities and was glad they only went every once in a while, such as when they're medicine ran out and her Uncle couldn't make any natural ones. She hated the loudness of the cities and especially hated cars. When she was 10 she stood in the middle of the road in protest and got hit by one. She didn't die or even get severely injured but she took it as a threat against her by society and swore she'd do everything in her power to get even one day. As an incentive for learning her Uncle sometimes bought her things to enhance her learning. He saw the advertisement for Sburb and thought it would be something she would be interested in, seeing as it appeared to be a life simulator. He signed her up for the Beta and thought to surprise her with it if she was chosen.

 

 

Tarot & Fable: The Chariot, The Language of Animals (Bulgaria): http://www.pitt.edu/~dash/type0670.html#bulgaria (Warning: Involves spousal abuse)

 

 

Roleplay Sample: The sun shone brilliantly down on Remy as she finished measuring the oxygen levels of her algae pools. A feeling of pride exploded in her chest: they had been so small when she had started and already the two bright plastic pools were filling with a healthy layer of green. Taking a sweeping glance over to make sure that everything was in order she went back to her tent-room and settled onto her bed, opening the laptop. She had two order of business to maintain. One was to write down her records and the other was to check the local forums. She took her duty as an environmental protector seriously, something she couldn't say based on the knowledge she had gained from said forum. It was astounding to her the trivial things people her age dealt with. Dating? TV? Video games? What was the point in all of these, she wondered as she logged in to a thread she had been tracking. Apparently a new game was coming out and people were absolutely raving over it. Excitement abounded the internet, the cries of many eager players-in-waiting screeching to the heavens in some ear-shattering cacophony of noise that only succeeded in giving Remy a headache. It was a video game, who cared? Not her and she didn't see why they should either. She had said so before and was astonished at how people had, over the following week, called her all sorts of names and told her all sorts of things in order to persuade her otherwise. It would never work. Beginning to type she couldn't help getting a bit frustrated over how no one but her seemed to be grasping the "big picture", as her Uncle so eloquently called her cause.

 

 

--botanicalExpeditor [EB] began posting--

 

BE: You people all assume that I actually care about your point of view. It's really cute in how utterly sad this is.

 

BE: All I'm saying is that we shouldn't waste time playing video games and rotting our minds out when more important things like the environment exist.

 

BE: Do you know how many animals were harmed during the making of your ridiculous game? Probably a lot.

 

BE: I'm pretty sure our evolutionary chain wasn't leading up to a game of all things. Although I must say that, in retrospect, I suppose making a fool of yourself in your excitement proves to me how doomed our species is anyway.

 

BE: Perhaps it's for the best that people like you die off. That way people like me, the people who actually matter, can get to work fixing the mess you've made of our planet.