Warning! This RPG is exclusively for Gol & Kalyx.
No other posting is permitted, under penalty of severe physical torture! (...or being tied down and watching a non-stop marathon of Barney episodes, whichever is worse. :P )
Name: Psyrixia (pronounced: [sear-icks-e-a], or Psyri; [sear-e], for short)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Alien dragon
Orientation: Bi
Description: 6' 1". 160 lbs., deep, burnt-orange in color, lighter tan on chest, belly and underbelly areas, black speckled areas along color transition, very fine scles: soft, supply (like leather) no spikes, horns or frills, long fine balck hair, bright yellow-green reptilian eyes, B+ sized bust, black talons on claws and feet, slender, yet athletic, agile & gymnastic movements.
Clothing: Wears black vest, with golden clasp at center; black skirt (with V-cuts up the sides), bright, red panties.
{Gol22's character}
Name: Sheila
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Husky
Appearance: Tall (6'1) orange furred with white underbelly, thats it Tongue
Bust Size: D Cups
Clothes: Wears long blue jeans with black, short sleeve blouse showing some cleavage.
Living just off-campus, near the local college, Psyrixia is looking for a housemate. With the local economy suffering greatly; businesses closing, new college enrollents down, it's becoming difficult for most people to make ends meet. Psyri herself has found this out, first hand. The hours, at her coffeehouse job, have just been cut back down to part-time; only about three to four days, now. Thus, the young dragoness knows that without any additional income, she'll be out on the street in a few months.
Making the rounds thoughout the campus, Psyrixia posts Roommate:Wanted flyers everywhere she can think of. In restaurants, local shops, gas stations, and on the outdoor kiosks which are peppered across the college walkways. Standing astride her bicycle, Psyrixia tapes up one of her flyers to the already flyer-coated, 12' stone pillar.
Damn it! What a fucked-up economy! I just wish everything could go back to the way it was. I was all set; a nice old house, a good starter job, a savings account... I was on my way to start school, on my own, in a few years. Now, look at this shit! I'm struggling, just to get by, and now...I have to look for "some stranger" to share my lovely house with. Shit! This life just plain sucks!
No other posting is permitted, under penalty of severe physical torture! (...or being tied down and watching a non-stop marathon of Barney episodes, whichever is worse. :P )
Name: Psyrixia (pronounced: [sear-icks-e-a], or Psyri; [sear-e], for short)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Alien dragon
Orientation: Bi
Description: 6' 1". 160 lbs., deep, burnt-orange in color, lighter tan on chest, belly and underbelly areas, black speckled areas along color transition, very fine scles: soft, supply (like leather) no spikes, horns or frills, long fine balck hair, bright yellow-green reptilian eyes, B+ sized bust, black talons on claws and feet, slender, yet athletic, agile & gymnastic movements.
Clothing: Wears black vest, with golden clasp at center; black skirt (with V-cuts up the sides), bright, red panties.
{Gol22's character}
Name: Sheila
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Species: Husky
Appearance: Tall (6'1) orange furred with white underbelly, thats it Tongue
Bust Size: D Cups
Clothes: Wears long blue jeans with black, short sleeve blouse showing some cleavage.
Living just off-campus, near the local college, Psyrixia is looking for a housemate. With the local economy suffering greatly; businesses closing, new college enrollents down, it's becoming difficult for most people to make ends meet. Psyri herself has found this out, first hand. The hours, at her coffeehouse job, have just been cut back down to part-time; only about three to four days, now. Thus, the young dragoness knows that without any additional income, she'll be out on the street in a few months.
Making the rounds thoughout the campus, Psyrixia posts Roommate:Wanted flyers everywhere she can think of. In restaurants, local shops, gas stations, and on the outdoor kiosks which are peppered across the college walkways. Standing astride her bicycle, Psyrixia tapes up one of her flyers to the already flyer-coated, 12' stone pillar.
Damn it! What a fucked-up economy! I just wish everything could go back to the way it was. I was all set; a nice old house, a good starter job, a savings account... I was on my way to start school, on my own, in a few years. Now, look at this shit! I'm struggling, just to get by, and now...I have to look for "some stranger" to share my lovely house with. Shit! This life just plain sucks!
![[Image: b79315c4acff7ff9f843516.jpg]](http://img153.imageshack.us/i/b79315c4acff7ff9f843516.jpg/)
I'm preparing my craft for take-off...
Ya wanna ride? *wink*
