Post by DAVESPRITE on Jan 7, 2012 12:30:47 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; height: 600px; border-left: 10px solid #42a1c0, bTable][STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; background:url(https://encrypted-tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQWEL5d7Im6ky7umZhe9YcXrtFVDbSTDEN2xwH54znd5a_jhMVU); -webkit-border-radius: 60px; -moz-border-radius: 60px; border-radius: 60px; border: 10px solid #7ecfe9;][/style] | [STYLE=background-color:7ecfe9; color: ffffff; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 25px; font-family:georgia; text-transform: lowercase;]★ davesprite [/style][STYLE=height: 25px; background-color:42a1c0; color: ffffff; border-bottom: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 15px; font-family:georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]i came into the room dripping in gold[/style] |
| [STYLE=height: 290px; width: 130px; background-color:7ecfe9; color: ffffff; border: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 15px; font-family:georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]( thirteen ) ( male ) ( only god knows ) ( he is one ) ( 1/2blade-kind ) ( Hash Map ) ( turntechGodhead ) ( sprite ) APPEARANCE ( orange ) ( orange ) ( orange ) ( 5'9" & then some ) ( 100 lbs or less ) ( bird-like? )[/style] [STYLE=height: 150px; width: 130px; background-color:7ecfe9; color: ffffff; border: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 15px; font-family:georgia; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: center;]( irony ) ( 5/6 years ) ( n/a ) ( n/a ) [/style] | [STYLE=height: 250px;background-color:7ecfe9; color: ffffff; border: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 25px; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto;]personality, positive traits, ★ is a sprite, but not afraid to dish out deets to his bros ★ can bust some crazy sick flaming raps ★ very ironic ★ doesn't seem to have any bird-like traits, aside from the ironic 'caw caw motherfuckers' ★ he's smarter than you... and better looking. negative traits, ★ one can say he is almost 'bitter' about not being the 'real' Dave ★ from a doomed timeline and all that ★ vulgar ★ rude and conceited ★ seems more intent on dave's well-being than anyone else's history, from a doomed-timeline. he used his timetables to come back in time(and thusly entering a different version of the game), saving john from killing himself needlessly, and becoming the latter part of dave's kernelsprite's programming (instead of... cal).[/style] [STYLE= height: 150px; background-color:7ecfe9; color: ffffff; border: 1px dotted #000000; font-size: 25px; font-family:georgia; overflow: auto;]roleplay example, Soaring. He was soaring. Not in a sense that he was flying, far up in the air, and far from the ground below. No, his body hugged the ground as it lunged forwards, legs pumping hard, muscles twitching and moving quickly, quicker than quick. His paws barely brushed the ground, as he hunched his shoulders and spread out his back. He tore over the ground, splayed paws ripping turf from the ground as he went. Soaring, soaring, soaring, soaring... Depth loved this. Just running, just soaring, just being. Closing his eyes while he ran in an endless field, doing donuts and making tracks with his clawed feet. His appendages worked harder even still, speeding him up. He squeezed into a tighter ball, a single, small figure in an open field. On and on and on he pushed, ignoring as the ground changed, turning into a dirt road, and becoming entangled with rubble and debris. Even still, he ignored the slim figure that was looming ever closer, as he lunged out, eyes closed, not knowing of what lay ahead, how close he was to the old human parts of- There came a crash, a thickening thud that could mean only one thing. Depth had made one last leaping step, but his rhythm was interrupted by the hard wall that appeared before him. His snout crushed up against the concrete, rubbing his nose hard against it as his body hurried to catch up, his entire weight coming crashing into him. The momentum of his body brought that section of the already-weakened wall down. Luckily, it was just an outer wall, and the roof seemed unaffected, or what was left of it. He lay in the disaster he had caused, head spinning as he groaned in pain, body already feeling the aches and pains, no shock being able to save him from this fate. Luckily for him, no large chunks had fallen on him, but rather... Around him. It made a cocoon around him, and he felt a wave of relief crashing down upon him... Much like the wall had. His head picked up from the dirt, turning left, turning right, searching around to see if anyone had been around to see him. Surely there was no one around to have seen that disgrace. But he ignored his shame, or what was a mocking attempt at it, and for the moment, focused on standing up and checking any damage. His tail whipped from side to side, and he used it to brush himself off, his tongue helping as best it could, though he despised the taste of the dust. And god, did it stink here. Like humans. Even though it was fading, slowly fading. And there was wolf mingled in there, but he was preoccupied, and was not able to pinpoint how old the scent was.[/style] |
[STYLE=width: 450px; text-align: center; font-size: 10px;]made by ❥ jellietan of BTN[/style]
