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What is a "Persora"?
If you're wondering this, I'll tell you with as much detail as possible.
A persora (as well as persona) is a fantasized or anime version of a person in real life. Basically, a personification of an RL self. I did that too but exaggerated on my appearance a bit. Yes you can do that. Creating persoras is very simple; being aware of what suits your persora and what doesn't is entirely up to you. It's like character customization--you can change and adjust almost every detail to your liking anytime, anywhere.
If you're not sure how to make your own persora, here are some tips to get you started:
Find a movie, TV, game, show, book, anime, manga, etc. that you like the most. It can be based off of multiple type of media or just one.
If you are a role-player of online video games, you can use that character in that game. (Ex: Skyrim, World of Warcraft, AQW, Lucent Heart, Fiesta, Le Tale, Gaia, etc.)
You can use an avatar maker and customize your avatar. If you're satisfied with the avatar, draw it!
Find some character references on the internet and experiment a little. Don't be afraid to tweak a few styles here and there. Once you have a complete persora, see if you're happy with it. If you like it, then you're done! If not, then keep working on it.
I've seen a lot of persoras on dA but that's okay. I can't add /every/ persora out there in my gallery. You remember my persora, Skyward Vixen, right? Originally, I based my idea from a certain character from LoZ: Skyward Sword and it's pretty obvious by now. Yep, you guessed it: Ghirahim.
This idea came to me because of his powers, style, fashion, personality, and attacks. I did notice how unusually effeminate he is but that's the fun part. I took parts of the concept and added it to my character then mixed it with my personality and behavior with a touch of my sense of fashion and viola! Skyward Vixen is born! Afterwards on my very first drawing of Skyward Vixen, I figured the weapon she was holding was large and heavy. Almost the same weight as Ghirahim's broadsword. Then I started to piece my thoughts on it. It didn't come all at once but in small bits. I've started thinking about the weapons she welds, her attitude towards others, her neutral alliance with Hylia after the betrayal of Demise, her dexterity and skills, and the strength she hones. I don't want to go over the top and end up making her (or myself) as a Mary Sue. Otherwise, it would be unfair to others. Let alone, become a spotlight hogger.
Well that's all I can say. If you have any persora pictures that you want to display in the gallery, send them here and/or in any other Affiliating groups! We'll be happy to see your artwork!!
Existensia: TAB: Chapter 3: A Land to Call our OwnClaus, Suzomina and Hakumen were put before a vague trail.Existensia: TAB: Chapter 3: A Land to Call our Own by JoeyLikesFish
If they wished to rest in the Sanctuary of Unity, they were required to aid the bellowing Guardian beast, Quadratus, in solving a bothersome issue in the Sanctuary.
(Background Music: 2 - 32. Suddenly Refreshing)
-What kind of problem are we discussing here? asked Suzomina.
Quadratus shook with discomfort when he heard Suzomina's question.
-The population of this Sanctuary increased at an unreasonable pace just under a few hours.
And now they are making themselves home on my favourite patch of land!
-...This is a joke, correct? said a mildly irritated Hakumen.
-I wish I could tell you that, Noble Masked Warrior, but this is a crisis!
-Isn't it just possible to tell the denizens to move a few meters away from your spot? asked Suzomina.
-I am afraid that is not possible!
They are more stubborn then the mountains themselves! answered Quadratus with drama, as he tends to do.
-Then... can't you just push them out of the way? asked C
Existensia: TAB: Chapter 2: Two Sabers?!(Background Music: Soul Calibur IV OST Seize your destiny)Existensia: TAB: Chapter 2: Two Sabers?! by JoeyLikesFish
Nero twirled around the cursed blade she had just obtained from the defeated Night Terror.
-To think, that thanks to some random commoners, I have been able to obtain a blade revered by legend!
Saber readied Excalibur and gave Nero a stern glare.
-I ask you, Nero, who is your master?! asked Saber very seriously.
Nero chuckled suddenly.
-Ohohohohoho! Master? Me? Emperor Nero?
This is a simple joke, is it not?
I am an emperor, and I thereby serve no one!
I have the whole world beneath my heel!
Claus looked at Saber, who in turn, started to look really annoyed.
-My dear blue counterpart, did you think that I would have survived in this hell if it wasn't for a special gift?
The only reason that I even bother using my breath to talk to you is that I recognize your surprising capability for battle.
Simply put, I want you and your blade under my banner.
Two beautiful Sabers, tearing through the mightiest armies and kingdoms in Existen
UnbreakableUnbreakableUnbreakable by InkStainedGhost
There it was, the last one, the last piece of the puzzle needed. The witch soul.
Maka and Soul looked at the target ahead of them, the witch, the last soul they needed for Soul to become a fully fledged deathsythe. They knew this was going to be difficult but they knew they could handle it. After all, they did defeat a demon god, compared to that, this was nothing.
Both of them had complete and absolute trust in each other, and that was key.
“Are you ready for this?” Maka asked Soul, looking at him with a confident smile, yet slight concern in her eyes, Soul looked at her with the same amount of confidence
“Cool guys are always ready” he replied, he then looked out at the target along with Maka.
“Let's go!” Maka said, at that moment, both of them held onto each others arms, ready for Souls' transformation.
Within seconds, Soul transformed from a human into his scythe form, with Maka gripping onto him tightly. His scythe form consis
Love Knows No BoundariesLove knows no BoundariesLove Knows No Boundaries by InkStainedGhost
3 years, 3 agonizing long years. It was impossible to even consider. Three years without her, three years with out him.
Ever since he had saved her from the endless darkness, and returned her home, he never got to say goodbye before the well sealed off. And now, he was alone, waiting, hoping the well would reopen, he needed to see her again, just one more time.
For those three long years, Inuyasha spent most of his days hunting the stray demon with Miroku, helping him perform exorcisms and the such. Although he was reasonably busy, and did have friends, he had never felt more alone.
He longed for her, needed her, he loved her.
To share a long awaited, blissful kiss, only to be separated for an agonizing long period of time.
Every 3 days, Inuyasha would go the well, just to check, waiting to smell her scent, to see her face once more. To be with her once again
Back in the modern day, Kagome spent her days lost in the midst of her school work
My UnderstandingsMy UnderstandingsMy Understandings by InkStainedGhost
She could feel it, the wind. It was there, the wind tickling her cheeks. The sun rays seeping through the trees, illuminating her face. She smiled as the quiet sounds of the forest filled her ears. She was happy, for once, for a long time.
RING RING RING
Kagome's eyes shot open as her alarm clock deafened her ears, groaning from her sleep, she got up and switched off the alarm. A sigh escaped her lips, once again she was up in her normal bed, in her normal house, in her normal life.
Grudgingly she got out of bed and brushed her long messy hair, from when she was 15 to now, it had fell down to her elbows, unfortunately, it had become quite a pain for her brush it.
Once she had done that, she got washed and dressed and left the house to go to work. Yeah, work, well she was 25 after all, she had to work. She worked in the busy city of Tokyo, among the noise and the traffic. She did like her job, it involved working with children which she enjoyed ve
The End's Illusion, Prologue (Collab)The End's IllusionThe End's Illusion, Prologue (Collab) by InkStainedGhost
Prologue, A Memory of Anguish.
Hassan Higurashi, my dad. The most wonderful man in the world.
Born 15th September 1954.
I was too young to remember what happened the day he died, I was only a child with a curious mind living in a massive world with so much to explore. The thought of my dad leaving the planet - leaving me and my mum to fend for ourselves in this life - never occurred to me. Again, I was so very young, too small to understand what it meant to have someone close to you die in an accident.
I remember one time when I was five years old, I climbed up the steep steps of our house and crept closer to my mum’s bedroom where I heard the sound of pages turning. I left the stairs behind me, peering my little head around the door. My mum was comfortably perched on the end of her king sized bed, with her head down and looking through some sort of book that was bigger than her lap. As I entered her head jerked up in alarm, but as her eyes settl