So, when creating an avatar, I usually picture a personality and create some sort of persona for them, so that I can bring them to life. There are so many good looking avatars on this site, so I thought I'd see what your interpretations are on them!
For this one, I was thinking she was saying: "Say hello to my little friends"
then she'd shoot you with a squirt gun. LOL
Forums General Chit-Chat What is your avatar saying?
I always imagine mine humming - as if she's standing still like an NPC xD
Hair blowing with the wind and twiddling her fingers on a book
Mine would be saying she's ready for a fight 'nods'
@aly: AWW!!! I can so see that, it'd be adorable. I could see her as a smaller pixel with the animation like that.
@elithiya: LOL just a constant mood of sleepiness. I feel like even coffee won't wake them up. LOL
@star2000shadow: OOO yes, always ready for some combat. The double gun action would be intimidating. LOL
@elithiya: LOL just a constant mood of sleepiness. I feel like even coffee won't wake them up. LOL
@star2000shadow: OOO yes, always ready for some combat. The double gun action would be intimidating. LOL
Mine is likely saying something akin to “Hi! Welcome to my cloud. It is soft.” XDD;; I dunno.
Oh my love, I know you are my candyman
And oh my love, let us fly to bounty land~~
Közi (“Kouji.”)
He/him
@RoseyWitch: Daw Why thank you
Star's Memory Jar | Star's Quest |Star's Runway | Shadow Realm Market
Pls Mention as i wander
Avi art is best gift
Mine probably just talks in bleeps, bloops, and bursts of static.
Please @ me.
My mind wanders so that ensures I come back.
My mind wanders so that ensures I come back.
I always imagine mine saying "boo!" or "meep" XD
There is something haunting in the light of the moon;
It has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
It has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
I must find a way to reverse this.
I have dug too deep p̵̮͕̓̆̒̄͒̉̄̕̕͠e̴̖̽̓̈́͒͊̀͐̄̿̄͝ŗ̶̢̠̰͚̦̗͙͈͋͛̅̈́̀͒̈́̉̀͆͆̈̆͝͠ͅf̵̛͙̠̲̹̪̥͐̈́͆͆͋̐ẻ̷͕̼̭̣̯͈̫́c̷̤̤̭̞̙͚̦͙̼͍͍̬̲͗̋̈́̌̀̍͌̀̎̀̎͘͝͠ͅͅt̵̛͔͔̱̱͙̰͇̳̥̱͚̥̯̋̒̐̔̀̏̆̐͑̋̐̄i̵̡̲̙̩̭͌͂̈́́̔̋͐̍̆̎͛̓̚o̴̡̡̯̙̰̅͒̇́̆̈̐̆͘͜ͅṋ̴͉͋͋ ̶̛̣̘͕͔̬͈̲̬͊̒̋̀̈̆̕̚ḯ̵͓͈̲̮͈̻̜̺͖̰̩̙̥̭̄̾̂̇̓̚͜s̴̘̈́͝ ̷̧̨͔̘̆̐̈̿̉̎̉̔͛̏̊̕a̸̧͙͉̫̖̪̣̩͕͇̯̽̅͂̈́̓̍͜t̶͔͈̟̗͚͓̙͇̯͕̬̉̋̎̃̋̈̎̐̄͝ ̶̞͈͊̂͐̕ȟ̶̺̝̱̝̪͉̞̖̳͕̃̎á̷̛̛̘̓͊̓n̸̡̨̛͔̣͇̦͓͚̻͓͆̈́͂̔̽͛͂͊̃̏͝͝͝d̵͍̎̆̓͝ and am paying the consequences.
The forces of darkness y̸̝͉̘͖̮̑̈́̊͐̅̋̔̄o̴̳̬͎͓̍͆͋̂̉͗̍̍̾û̷̗̤̦̺͓̥͇̹̭͈̺̱̝̹̻̎͂̓̔r̶̡̨̹̗̹̝̮̠̯̤̱̳͔̱̋͜ ̶̛̜̬̿̔̉́̓͐̾͛̌͑̕m̵̟̺̤͈͉̙̼̣̟̣̥̏̉͆́͐͒́͆̚͠ó̴̺̳̞͎̫̊̑̑͗̐̓͑̍̓͐̈́̀́̕ͅr̶̡̢̼̱̺͖̬̪̯͎̺͊͑͝ť̷̮̜͕̜̣̗̬̟̥̪̯̥̞͓̅̊̎̉́͑a̸̖͉̰̩͗̉̀͐̀̎̚͠l̶̢͕̟̳̯͇̰̫̠̳̦͉̊͆́̇̒͐͐͊̈̊̈́͌̌͝͠ ̴̨̢͎̠̹̣̮̪͖̰̊̃͆́́͛̎̆s̸̘̫̙̩̗͕̬͍̺̦̦̈͆̏̍̐̽̏͋ͅͅơ̷̡̢̧̰͓̠͉̦̭͕͎̝̻̬̒̊̅̐̋̀͑͌́̽̕̕͜͠͝ű̶̜̆̏̍̍̋̈́̇̽̃̌̌̊͘̕l̴̺͈̱͖̩̯̞̳̽͆̀͜ ̶͇̤̜̪̻͙̱̩̠͎̒í̶̢̯̖͙͕̬͎͈̊͂̆̎͠s̵̱͉̼͍̠͊̄̅̀̔̃̐̔̎ ̵̦̮̟̘͓̰̬̅̈͛́̅̄̒̀̕̕̚͠n̸̢̡̛̥͕̝͖̟͖̲͍͓̪̞̣̬̿̀̉̓̍̅͆͆͌̀̄̚͠ó̷͓̤̔͂̓̓ẇ̷̧̢̬̮̜̦̠̱̭̰̦̻͇̏̊͋̌͑͑͆̍̚͜ ̶̢̖̺̫͙̆̓̎͊̂̚ơ̸͇̼̦͖̑͒̓̍͛̓̎͜͜ǘ̸̠̘̐ṟ̶̺̭͚̥̬̝̥̭̿͒̿̂̅͝s̷̛̭̗̳̩͚̖͚̱̮̖̩͖̱̼͆̎͗̽̅ͅ seem to grow stronger within my body...
Even now, I find myself blanking out for seconds at a time L̵̹̗̏͛̃̕͜Ě̶̡̨̢̳̻̳̖͔̙̙͉̗̲̬͙̲̣̏̏̽̒̿͗̚͝T̴̡̨̜̪̪͔̥̮̖̞̲̟̹̗̹͇̪̲̺̫̟͊͜ ̶̧̧̨̲͍̩͕͓͕̳͕͔͕͓͉͇̩̣͕̤͇̈̆͂͗̀̓̍͌̈́͛̎̓́͜͝ͅT̵̢̨̨̛͇̗͓̘̬͍͉̪̪͚͔̘̭͍͎͑͒͋͌̀̀͗́̉̕̚̕H̴̨̢̢̛̞͔̜͈͎͎̜̠̱̜̖̞̠̫̰̦̰̠̮̻͇̾̋̉̈́̆̽̀̈́͗͒̏̂̌̒̐̚̚͜E̵̢̧̖̙̭̣͕̙̜͉̽͂͂̍̈́̈́͒́̓̆́̀̅̐̕͝͝ ̷̢͖̤͕̯͚͔͈̩̤̬̼͎̞̼̣̦̝͓̯́̑́̾̀͘͜͠͝Ḑ̵̨̧̨̛̯̭̟͇͖̝͙̻̥̖̫̹̣͚̠̮̾̓̿̇̐̾͋̒̈́̅̀̍̃́̌̕̕͝͠͝͠Ả̷̡̧̡̬͍̲͇̹̦̩͔̘̙̯̞̝̫͍̀̾͌͑̿̂̾̚R̵͚͍̱̰̮̫̫͉̙̦̪͔͉̠̋͗̍͛͛̊͛̊̚͠ͅK̶̢̨̡͎͙̫͇̣̩͇͉͎̻̱̗͓͈̖̫͎̭͕͎͐̓͛͝N̸̛̙͙̹̲̼̻̝̩̳̻͌̓̊͗͐̽̒͌́͒̌͐̈́̍͑̀̆͒͜͠Ȩ̷̧̢̻͇̦͈̲͔̱̣̖̟̦͎̞̜͉̯̞̈́̐̌̌̐̅̐̌̄̈́͆͘̚͜͝Ś̸̡̢̛̯͖̬̠͎̮̣̗̯̹̲͈͎̣̞̰͎̙̗͒͊̽̃̃̈́̀̊̌̈́̂̑̈́̓̎̋͂́͘͝Ṣ̸͖̦̳̦̠̻͚̬̤͕̯̦̉̈̌̄̏͋͂͌͘͘͘͘͜ ̸̙̲̩̱̬̱̟̖͉͔̩͎͎̖̘͉̤̞̪͙͙̗͚̓̀̽̅̕C̴̱̺̯͎̻͂̇̈̂̾̑͐͒̒͆́̿̇̌̂͂͂͂͗͊̚͝͠O̸͚͚͖̮̩̤͎̻̬̳̗̾̋́̄̂̉N̷̢̹̺͔̝̣̱̥̞͎͓̹̼͕̱̗̲͈̜̣̯̭͍̦͗̀̈́͗̒̏͋̅͑̈̓̔͜͝Ș̷̢͓͔̠̭͎͕̭̫̰̼͈̬̜͖̞̩̬̭͕̟͖̈́̎́̏̇̓͂̈̋̉̈́̄̿͆̊̅̍̕͜͝͝͠͠͝ͅU̷̧̧̡̗͓̗͓̹̻̞͔͇͙͉̻̝̿̂̌̚͝M̷̘͕̝̫̼̝̲͓̥͕̈́̆̎͐̏̒͊̓̿̔̓̔̇̄̉̕̕͝ͅE̵̡̠͙͉̟̜̳̹̬̽́͋̄̂̂̈́͋͑̆̌́̉͑̄̈́̏̐͗͋̔ ̷̡̲͈̞͈͓̰̫̦̯͕̭̌̐̾̔͋̌͂͌͜͜͝Ȳ̸̡̨̧̦̤̯̦͈̒͌̽̽̈̆͂̍̍͘Ǫ̴̈́̐̂̉͘Ứ̸̢̧̜̗̺̺̻͙̩̘̭̙̘̼̞͚̏͌̊̂̒̊̀̏̏̂̂̆͂̄͊͐̇̅͊̓̚̚͠ and have no memory of what has occurred.
My mind and body are slowly becoming no longer mine to control.
I fear the worse and must make haste... I̷̡̙̙̘̫͈̠͈̝̯͎̙̖̰̟̝̤̓̊̇͑͐͗̂́̀̆̔̉̒̂́̂̑̃̽̀͠Ṭ̵̛̛̛̮̹͇͇̯̗͖͎̰̹͙̳͓͈̱͕̮͉̍͒͊̈́͛̅̐͆̑̓̏͋̑͗͆̆͌̇̕̚ ̸̧̡̢̨͎̪͙͚̗͍͈̞̻̬͉͗͗͒̓̌̉̋̂͆͋̆̀̋̀I̸̼͖̥̮̋S̷̯̗̠̯̹̗̠̫͕̝͆̃͐́̽̓͆͋́̀̍͛́̈͂̒̕̕͠ ̷̜̒̈́̈́̑͂̐̒̂̐̿͂͌̓͐̐̚T̸̨͕̹̪̙̣̦̳͍̞̝̰̠̲͕̝̪͉͎̩̒̓͆Ǫ̶̡̢̢̩͙̱͓͕̪͚̗̳͓̘͍̙̙͖͇͂̇͊̍̒͋͂͂̌͒̕̚ͅŌ̸̡̨͔͇̬͔̹͎̘̬̐̑͛̋̐̈́͂̉̌̂̈́̈́̃̆̽̑͌̃̀̈͘ ̷̨̡̧̭̣̠͎̼̦͇̝̳͔̼̝̜̼͙͓̦̓͑͋̋͑̌͑́͜L̶̲͇̥͓̠̺͔̀͆̉Ą̸̢̬͉̺̼̻̩̰̝̳̥̳͈̘̯͖̭̭̹̗̎̀͑́̉͋̉̈́̉̃͌͐̈́̓̔̀́̈́̉͜͠T̶̡͎̞̥̗͙̣͗͊È̴̟̟̯̹̿͝
I have dug too deep p̵̮͕̓̆̒̄͒̉̄̕̕͠e̴̖̽̓̈́͒͊̀͐̄̿̄͝ŗ̶̢̠̰͚̦̗͙͈͋͛̅̈́̀͒̈́̉̀͆͆̈̆͝͠ͅf̵̛͙̠̲̹̪̥͐̈́͆͆͋̐ẻ̷͕̼̭̣̯͈̫́c̷̤̤̭̞̙͚̦͙̼͍͍̬̲͗̋̈́̌̀̍͌̀̎̀̎͘͝͠ͅͅt̵̛͔͔̱̱͙̰͇̳̥̱͚̥̯̋̒̐̔̀̏̆̐͑̋̐̄i̵̡̲̙̩̭͌͂̈́́̔̋͐̍̆̎͛̓̚o̴̡̡̯̙̰̅͒̇́̆̈̐̆͘͜ͅṋ̴͉͋͋ ̶̛̣̘͕͔̬͈̲̬͊̒̋̀̈̆̕̚ḯ̵͓͈̲̮͈̻̜̺͖̰̩̙̥̭̄̾̂̇̓̚͜s̴̘̈́͝ ̷̧̨͔̘̆̐̈̿̉̎̉̔͛̏̊̕a̸̧͙͉̫̖̪̣̩͕͇̯̽̅͂̈́̓̍͜t̶͔͈̟̗͚͓̙͇̯͕̬̉̋̎̃̋̈̎̐̄͝ ̶̞͈͊̂͐̕ȟ̶̺̝̱̝̪͉̞̖̳͕̃̎á̷̛̛̘̓͊̓n̸̡̨̛͔̣͇̦͓͚̻͓͆̈́͂̔̽͛͂͊̃̏͝͝͝d̵͍̎̆̓͝ and am paying the consequences.
The forces of darkness y̸̝͉̘͖̮̑̈́̊͐̅̋̔̄o̴̳̬͎͓̍͆͋̂̉͗̍̍̾û̷̗̤̦̺͓̥͇̹̭͈̺̱̝̹̻̎͂̓̔r̶̡̨̹̗̹̝̮̠̯̤̱̳͔̱̋͜ ̶̛̜̬̿̔̉́̓͐̾͛̌͑̕m̵̟̺̤͈͉̙̼̣̟̣̥̏̉͆́͐͒́͆̚͠ó̴̺̳̞͎̫̊̑̑͗̐̓͑̍̓͐̈́̀́̕ͅr̶̡̢̼̱̺͖̬̪̯͎̺͊͑͝ť̷̮̜͕̜̣̗̬̟̥̪̯̥̞͓̅̊̎̉́͑a̸̖͉̰̩͗̉̀͐̀̎̚͠l̶̢͕̟̳̯͇̰̫̠̳̦͉̊͆́̇̒͐͐͊̈̊̈́͌̌͝͠ ̴̨̢͎̠̹̣̮̪͖̰̊̃͆́́͛̎̆s̸̘̫̙̩̗͕̬͍̺̦̦̈͆̏̍̐̽̏͋ͅͅơ̷̡̢̧̰͓̠͉̦̭͕͎̝̻̬̒̊̅̐̋̀͑͌́̽̕̕͜͠͝ű̶̜̆̏̍̍̋̈́̇̽̃̌̌̊͘̕l̴̺͈̱͖̩̯̞̳̽͆̀͜ ̶͇̤̜̪̻͙̱̩̠͎̒í̶̢̯̖͙͕̬͎͈̊͂̆̎͠s̵̱͉̼͍̠͊̄̅̀̔̃̐̔̎ ̵̦̮̟̘͓̰̬̅̈͛́̅̄̒̀̕̕̚͠n̸̢̡̛̥͕̝͖̟͖̲͍͓̪̞̣̬̿̀̉̓̍̅͆͆͌̀̄̚͠ó̷͓̤̔͂̓̓ẇ̷̧̢̬̮̜̦̠̱̭̰̦̻͇̏̊͋̌͑͑͆̍̚͜ ̶̢̖̺̫͙̆̓̎͊̂̚ơ̸͇̼̦͖̑͒̓̍͛̓̎͜͜ǘ̸̠̘̐ṟ̶̺̭͚̥̬̝̥̭̿͒̿̂̅͝s̷̛̭̗̳̩͚̖͚̱̮̖̩͖̱̼͆̎͗̽̅ͅ seem to grow stronger within my body...
Even now, I find myself blanking out for seconds at a time L̵̹̗̏͛̃̕͜Ě̶̡̨̢̳̻̳̖͔̙̙͉̗̲̬͙̲̣̏̏̽̒̿͗̚͝T̴̡̨̜̪̪͔̥̮̖̞̲̟̹̗̹͇̪̲̺̫̟͊͜ ̶̧̧̨̲͍̩͕͓͕̳͕͔͕͓͉͇̩̣͕̤͇̈̆͂͗̀̓̍͌̈́͛̎̓́͜͝ͅT̵̢̨̨̛͇̗͓̘̬͍͉̪̪͚͔̘̭͍͎͑͒͋͌̀̀͗́̉̕̚̕H̴̨̢̢̛̞͔̜͈͎͎̜̠̱̜̖̞̠̫̰̦̰̠̮̻͇̾̋̉̈́̆̽̀̈́͗͒̏̂̌̒̐̚̚͜E̵̢̧̖̙̭̣͕̙̜͉̽͂͂̍̈́̈́͒́̓̆́̀̅̐̕͝͝ ̷̢͖̤͕̯͚͔͈̩̤̬̼͎̞̼̣̦̝͓̯́̑́̾̀͘͜͠͝Ḑ̵̨̧̨̛̯̭̟͇͖̝͙̻̥̖̫̹̣͚̠̮̾̓̿̇̐̾͋̒̈́̅̀̍̃́̌̕̕͝͠͝͠Ả̷̡̧̡̬͍̲͇̹̦̩͔̘̙̯̞̝̫͍̀̾͌͑̿̂̾̚R̵͚͍̱̰̮̫̫͉̙̦̪͔͉̠̋͗̍͛͛̊͛̊̚͠ͅK̶̢̨̡͎͙̫͇̣̩͇͉͎̻̱̗͓͈̖̫͎̭͕͎͐̓͛͝N̸̛̙͙̹̲̼̻̝̩̳̻͌̓̊͗͐̽̒͌́͒̌͐̈́̍͑̀̆͒͜͠Ȩ̷̧̢̻͇̦͈̲͔̱̣̖̟̦͎̞̜͉̯̞̈́̐̌̌̐̅̐̌̄̈́͆͘̚͜͝Ś̸̡̢̛̯͖̬̠͎̮̣̗̯̹̲͈͎̣̞̰͎̙̗͒͊̽̃̃̈́̀̊̌̈́̂̑̈́̓̎̋͂́͘͝Ṣ̸͖̦̳̦̠̻͚̬̤͕̯̦̉̈̌̄̏͋͂͌͘͘͘͘͜ ̸̙̲̩̱̬̱̟̖͉͔̩͎͎̖̘͉̤̞̪͙͙̗͚̓̀̽̅̕C̴̱̺̯͎̻͂̇̈̂̾̑͐͒̒͆́̿̇̌̂͂͂͂͗͊̚͝͠O̸͚͚͖̮̩̤͎̻̬̳̗̾̋́̄̂̉N̷̢̹̺͔̝̣̱̥̞͎͓̹̼͕̱̗̲͈̜̣̯̭͍̦͗̀̈́͗̒̏͋̅͑̈̓̔͜͝Ș̷̢͓͔̠̭͎͕̭̫̰̼͈̬̜͖̞̩̬̭͕̟͖̈́̎́̏̇̓͂̈̋̉̈́̄̿͆̊̅̍̕͜͝͝͠͠͝ͅU̷̧̧̡̗͓̗͓̹̻̞͔͇͙͉̻̝̿̂̌̚͝M̷̘͕̝̫̼̝̲͓̥͕̈́̆̎͐̏̒͊̓̿̔̓̔̇̄̉̕̕͝ͅE̵̡̠͙͉̟̜̳̹̬̽́͋̄̂̂̈́͋͑̆̌́̉͑̄̈́̏̐͗͋̔ ̷̡̲͈̞͈͓̰̫̦̯͕̭̌̐̾̔͋̌͂͌͜͜͝Ȳ̸̡̨̧̦̤̯̦͈̒͌̽̽̈̆͂̍̍͘Ǫ̴̈́̐̂̉͘Ứ̸̢̧̜̗̺̺̻͙̩̘̭̙̘̼̞͚̏͌̊̂̒̊̀̏̏̂̂̆͂̄͊͐̇̅͊̓̚̚͠ and have no memory of what has occurred.
My mind and body are slowly becoming no longer mine to control.
I fear the worse and must make haste... I̷̡̙̙̘̫͈̠͈̝̯͎̙̖̰̟̝̤̓̊̇͑͐͗̂́̀̆̔̉̒̂́̂̑̃̽̀͠Ṭ̵̛̛̛̮̹͇͇̯̗͖͎̰̹͙̳͓͈̱͕̮͉̍͒͊̈́͛̅̐͆̑̓̏͋̑͗͆̆͌̇̕̚ ̸̧̡̢̨͎̪͙͚̗͍͈̞̻̬͉͗͗͒̓̌̉̋̂͆͋̆̀̋̀I̸̼͖̥̮̋S̷̯̗̠̯̹̗̠̫͕̝͆̃͐́̽̓͆͋́̀̍͛́̈͂̒̕̕͠ ̷̜̒̈́̈́̑͂̐̒̂̐̿͂͌̓͐̐̚T̸̨͕̹̪̙̣̦̳͍̞̝̰̠̲͕̝̪͉͎̩̒̓͆Ǫ̶̡̢̢̩͙̱͓͕̪͚̗̳͓̘͍̙̙͖͇͂̇͊̍̒͋͂͂̌͒̕̚ͅŌ̸̡̨͔͇̬͔̹͎̘̬̐̑͛̋̐̈́͂̉̌̂̈́̈́̃̆̽̑͌̃̀̈͘ ̷̨̡̧̭̣̠͎̼̦͇̝̳͔̼̝̜̼͙͓̦̓͑͋̋͑̌͑́͜L̶̲͇̥͓̠̺͔̀͆̉Ą̸̢̬͉̺̼̻̩̰̝̳̥̳͈̘̯͖̭̭̹̗̎̀͑́̉͋̉̈́̉̃͌͐̈́̓̔̀́̈́̉͜͠T̶̡͎̞̥̗͙̣͗͊È̴̟̟̯̹̿͝
"There is no shame in deterrence. Having a weapon is very different from actually using it." - Ghandi
I think she'd say something silly or adorable.
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Having you as a Voltie would be awesome.