Post by Goanna on Mar 18, 2012 18:53:59 GMT 10
Character name: Edith
Pronunciation: EE-dith
Gender: Female
Age: 13 (older adult)
Relatives/relationships (if any): A mate, Edger (deceased) and one son, Elliot.
Physical description: Edith's certainly not a chick anymore, and her appearance reflects this. Her feathers have darkened with age and in some places she is a little 'threadbare', where patches of plumage are thinner than others. She looks tired most of the time, and is prone to slouch or hunch her posture. With regards to size, she is quite petite, though her shorter height is of course enhanced by her bad posture. She has distinguishing features, these being the very, very dark, almost black fades on the tips of her flippers and of her tail feathers.
Personality: Edith is a sharp-tongued and opinionated penguin, though she wasn't always this way. She is not hostile or expicitly unkind, but she has a rather pessimistic view towards life due to her history (see below for more explanation on her character), and can lash out at others.
Edith is regretful about her life. She unfairly feels a burden on herself, that part of the incident was her fault. She feels as though she should have found a mate and started a family earlier, that one family member to survive her isn't enough.
She keeps a tight rein on her son Elliot and is not afraid to express her opinions about anything he gets up to. She's quite demanding and overprotective of him.
History: This lady was somewhat of a late bloomer. She always had friends and such growing up, but this was a double edged sword. For while she was comfortable and well liked, being in a crowd of friends, she never had a chance to stand out very much or to show off any attractive qualities to potential partners. Thus, while her friends were having chicks and enjoying motherhood, Edith remained single, content to chat and hang out with her friends as usual, but feeling, for the first time in her life, on the outside of the social scene.
She learned to harbour her own opinions and her own thoughts, and realised that she could attract a lot more attention being the starter of a conversation rather than the follower.
Eventually her new-found self confidence paid off, and she was noticed by a male by the name of Edger. The penguin was dashing, in a maturer way, for by this stage they were not young fledglings anymore, but adults with the joys and experiences of life. Indeed, he had had a partner previously, but a difference of opinions had seen the two split up. Edith adopted a sharper personality, cutting through her mate's constant comments on his old partner in order to redirect his attentions away from his old life and back towards the new one they were creating together.
She loved him though, loved him deeply, and he did her. Eventually the two decided that they should express their love and invest it in a chick of their own. So at the age of nine, Edith became a first time mother to a son, Elliot.
The two, being an older couple, were doting and devoted parents, but they could often smother their son with their affection. They were a close family and very overprotective of their child.
Things changed terribly when Edger did not return after a fishing trip. Fearing the worst, Edith swam out to sea, searching all of her mate's favourite fishing spots. She found no trace of him however. Upon her return to the colony she was told apologetically of the increased presence of leopard seals in a bay. A bay she knew, deep inside, that Edger would have breathed his last. The realisation was heart wrenching, and Edith could not believe that her luck, her love, had all come undone in one pitiful day. Worst was breaking the news to Elliot. The youngster was a three year old, a terrible teen, by that stage, already going through the trials of adolescance and now forced to deal with the death of his dad as well.
From then on, Edith became a little paranoid, and much more pessimistic than before. The days didn't seem sunny to her, but cloudy. She began to come to see gossip and chatter- the things she'd once lived for- as pointless and a waste of time. Her life focused on raising her now-adult son.
Pronunciation: EE-dith
Gender: Female
Age: 13 (older adult)
Relatives/relationships (if any): A mate, Edger (deceased) and one son, Elliot.
Physical description: Edith's certainly not a chick anymore, and her appearance reflects this. Her feathers have darkened with age and in some places she is a little 'threadbare', where patches of plumage are thinner than others. She looks tired most of the time, and is prone to slouch or hunch her posture. With regards to size, she is quite petite, though her shorter height is of course enhanced by her bad posture. She has distinguishing features, these being the very, very dark, almost black fades on the tips of her flippers and of her tail feathers.
Personality: Edith is a sharp-tongued and opinionated penguin, though she wasn't always this way. She is not hostile or expicitly unkind, but she has a rather pessimistic view towards life due to her history (see below for more explanation on her character), and can lash out at others.
Edith is regretful about her life. She unfairly feels a burden on herself, that part of the incident was her fault. She feels as though she should have found a mate and started a family earlier, that one family member to survive her isn't enough.
She keeps a tight rein on her son Elliot and is not afraid to express her opinions about anything he gets up to. She's quite demanding and overprotective of him.
History: This lady was somewhat of a late bloomer. She always had friends and such growing up, but this was a double edged sword. For while she was comfortable and well liked, being in a crowd of friends, she never had a chance to stand out very much or to show off any attractive qualities to potential partners. Thus, while her friends were having chicks and enjoying motherhood, Edith remained single, content to chat and hang out with her friends as usual, but feeling, for the first time in her life, on the outside of the social scene.
She learned to harbour her own opinions and her own thoughts, and realised that she could attract a lot more attention being the starter of a conversation rather than the follower.
Eventually her new-found self confidence paid off, and she was noticed by a male by the name of Edger. The penguin was dashing, in a maturer way, for by this stage they were not young fledglings anymore, but adults with the joys and experiences of life. Indeed, he had had a partner previously, but a difference of opinions had seen the two split up. Edith adopted a sharper personality, cutting through her mate's constant comments on his old partner in order to redirect his attentions away from his old life and back towards the new one they were creating together.
She loved him though, loved him deeply, and he did her. Eventually the two decided that they should express their love and invest it in a chick of their own. So at the age of nine, Edith became a first time mother to a son, Elliot.
The two, being an older couple, were doting and devoted parents, but they could often smother their son with their affection. They were a close family and very overprotective of their child.
Things changed terribly when Edger did not return after a fishing trip. Fearing the worst, Edith swam out to sea, searching all of her mate's favourite fishing spots. She found no trace of him however. Upon her return to the colony she was told apologetically of the increased presence of leopard seals in a bay. A bay she knew, deep inside, that Edger would have breathed his last. The realisation was heart wrenching, and Edith could not believe that her luck, her love, had all come undone in one pitiful day. Worst was breaking the news to Elliot. The youngster was a three year old, a terrible teen, by that stage, already going through the trials of adolescance and now forced to deal with the death of his dad as well.
From then on, Edith became a little paranoid, and much more pessimistic than before. The days didn't seem sunny to her, but cloudy. She began to come to see gossip and chatter- the things she'd once lived for- as pointless and a waste of time. Her life focused on raising her now-adult son.