07-20-2018, 02:10 PM
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
goldie was actually not unlike her new half-siblings in an origin sense. guru and pincher never loved each other; not to her memory. her papa did not wish to interact with her or her brother at their young age and their mama gave little involvement, as well. the only similarity goldie truly held to her mama was her eyes, really. not that she knew this. she never got to really know who guru was and that was probably for the best, given the brief stories she had heard. they were not positive ones.
nonetheless, everything else she had received came on its own or was influenced by the adults around her - mainly being mister jacob and her papa. she held the kind spirit that came from mister jacob, the workaholic natures of her papa, the loyalty, the calculative sense, the ambition, and so much more. she held a desire to make others happy and the world a nice place, yet at the same time was unafraid to make harsh decisions if she believed that was what needed to be done. and, with all of it, she carried a divine grace in nearly every interaction she had.
but, goldie didn't quite know or think about all of this too much. the girl worried more for her family than anything else. perhaps that's why she felt compelled to immediately grow closer to these new half-siblings she'd been informed of. it honestly probably was the main reason. that, and, because she liked to be around crewmates her age. there weren't too many other kids in the typhoon, really, even if she did try to act older than she was sometimes.
the injured girl approached the two, a friendly smile upon her features. "hiya," she greeted sweetly, a bit of wobble in her stance. "whatcha' doin'?"
nonetheless, everything else she had received came on its own or was influenced by the adults around her - mainly being mister jacob and her papa. she held the kind spirit that came from mister jacob, the workaholic natures of her papa, the loyalty, the calculative sense, the ambition, and so much more. she held a desire to make others happy and the world a nice place, yet at the same time was unafraid to make harsh decisions if she believed that was what needed to be done. and, with all of it, she carried a divine grace in nearly every interaction she had.
but, goldie didn't quite know or think about all of this too much. the girl worried more for her family than anything else. perhaps that's why she felt compelled to immediately grow closer to these new half-siblings she'd been informed of. it honestly probably was the main reason. that, and, because she liked to be around crewmates her age. there weren't too many other kids in the typhoon, really, even if she did try to act older than she was sometimes.
the injured girl approached the two, a friendly smile upon her features. "hiya," she greeted sweetly, a bit of wobble in her stance. "whatcha' doin'?"
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.