This is not a post about character as in a person's character. It's about charaters, as in books and movies. Keep reading if you want to find out how I create characters.
First off, create a sort of form/character sheet. I gernerally use this one.
Full name:
Nickname:
Gender:
Age:
Personality:
Crush:
GF/BF:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Talents:
Description:
Other:
History:
Now, that seems like a bunch of random things. Here's the same form, but with a breif explanation of each word.
Full name: The full name of your character. Such as Lucy Rae McFly
Nickname: Any nicknames your character might have. Include deragatory/harmful nicknames.
Gender: This is pretty obvious, right?
Age: Pretty obvious?
Personality: Use a series of words to describe your character. Such as 'helpful, mistrusting, angrey, loving, silly, bubbly, fun, annoying' and any other adjectives you might come up with.
Crush: Who your character has a crush on.
GF/BF: Your character's boyfriend or girlfriend, if they have one.
Likes: A list of likes. Could be anything from apples to swimming to hand grenades. Both things your character likes to do, eat, see, and what types of people they like.
Dislikes: The opposite of above.
Strengths: This is different from likes. While your character may like some things, they may not be good at them, or the thing may not be able to be a strength. (like apples... how could that be a strength??)
Weaknesses: Opposite of above. Also things your characer doesn't like doing (such as telling lies)
Talents: Choose a few strengths (or even weaknesses, since telling convincing lies is a talent, albeit one we don't really want) and list them here. This is what your character is really good at.
Description: Describe how your character looks. Don't just find a picture and say 'that's it', take time to describe how your character looks. Let's face it, this is great practice for describing things when you're writing as well.
Other: Anything else not covered by the other topics you wnat to include.
History: This is where you write a bit about your character's past. Try to have a decent sized paragraph on this. You don't have to go in depth, just try to have their life outlined in simple sentances.
Now I shall show you a character I've created with this form. In the story this character is in, he is stranded on an island with the rest of his school class.
Full name: Markus James McKethe
Nickname: Mark
Gender: M
Age: 18
Personality: Kind, honest, loyal, stubbon, a little loud, funny, has ocasional bouts of moodiness, can be serious when needed to be.
Crush: It will most likely end up Rebecca
GF/BF: None
Likes: Jokes, honey, coffee, climbing, soccer and football, frisbees.
Dislikes: Losing, not having coffee, people who can't take a joke.
Strengths: Climbing, finding honey and coffee plants, identifying plants, general althleticism, endurance.
Weaknesses: Sprinting for much more than 25-ish yards, making things that stand up to a stiff breeze, math, art of any kind (he's horrible at it).
Talents: Finding and identifying plants, finding honey, climbing, endurance.
Description: Markus is slightly above average height, at 6 feet tall. He is pretty muscular since he has been working out for four years. He has reddish brown hair and green eyes. He has huge feet that he constantly trips over.
Other: He is very clumsy, klutzy would be a beter discription.
History: Markus was born to a 17 year-old girl who made a huge mistake. She knew she wasn't ready for taking care of an infant, so she put him up for adoption. Almost right away he was adopted. Markus grew up in a loving family. He has seven siblings, two sisters who were born naturaly to his parents after they adopted him, one brother who was also 'natural' child, an adopted brother/sister set of twins, and two more adopted brothers, both older than him. He learned how to make himself heard by having that lot for a family. His older brothers are both married. The oldest has two kids already and the younger of them has one child. Markus had a best friend named Rob when he was 13. One day Rob dissapeared and was never found. Markus has always felt guilty about that. He feels as if he could have stopped it.
And there you have it! That is my way of creating a character. Of course, any character that's created has a great chance of growing into something you weren't planning one, so don't worry if that happens and ride the tides of your imagination!
ba-dee ba-dee ba-dee, That's all folks!
Saturday, 29 October 2011
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
I haven't heard
There are a couple words I haven't heard in months. A few words that don't seem that important, but reall are some of the best words girl can hear.
I haven't been called beautiful by a guy since my dad died. Four months ago.
On one website I enjoy playing RPGs on, the players I 'hang out with' have all been girls for nearly as long as I can remember. About three weeks ago, a guy joined our group. We gve him the nickname Dude because he was the only guy. One of the girls strted a chainmail that was called 100 hugs. In it, she wrote hug one hindred times. Then she told us to pass it on. So of course we all sent it to each other in our group.
Dude sent me a copy.
I told him thanks. He sent back a reply saying 'You're welcome, beautiful lady."
I hadn't been called beutiful by a guy for four months.
It ade me sob.
I didn't know how much I needed to hear those words until someone sad them.
I miss my daddy a lot.
I haven't been called beautiful by a guy since my dad died. Four months ago.
On one website I enjoy playing RPGs on, the players I 'hang out with' have all been girls for nearly as long as I can remember. About three weeks ago, a guy joined our group. We gve him the nickname Dude because he was the only guy. One of the girls strted a chainmail that was called 100 hugs. In it, she wrote hug one hindred times. Then she told us to pass it on. So of course we all sent it to each other in our group.
Dude sent me a copy.
I told him thanks. He sent back a reply saying 'You're welcome, beautiful lady."
I hadn't been called beutiful by a guy for four months.
It ade me sob.
I didn't know how much I needed to hear those words until someone sad them.
I miss my daddy a lot.
Saturday, 1 October 2011
Cold Outside and a Mug of Warmth
It's raining. It has been all day. This morning I spent an hour, hour and a half doing some science. Yeah, I know. It's Saturday. I shouldn't be doing any school. But last year I got behind in science due to all that was going on. Now I've got a provincial exam for last year which happens to fall on my birthday. Not fun. But in other news I'm going to get my driver's license. Not telling what one (the L or the N) because that would give away my age. But that's was happening. And I'm sitting here at the computer with a mug of hot chocolate (three and a half very full scoops of powder, a sprinkling of allspice) and almost falling asleep. I've also had a cold (and still have the annoying thing. I'm very stuffed up right now) and am trying to get over that before my family goes to the states for a few days for my cousin's wedding. Flying does not feel good when you have a head cold. And I get earaches while flying ayways, so I'm not sure how this time will go.
Well, see ya round.
Well, see ya round.
Friday, 12 August 2011
Catching up
I think I should actualy post a few things once in a while, don't you?
Well, since my last post, several tings have happened.
My dad died.
I had my last drama performance with my drama club. And my drama club closed.
My brother graduated.
My little brother's baseball is over (finally!).
My uncle M came for a visit with his kids. Morgan went home after spending one night. Steff went back to collage after spending a night. Then the next day we found out that Morgan was in the hospital. The cause? Attempted suicide. Please pray for him. My uncle thought my sense of humor was great. He loved my one liners that I just shoot off.
My grandma M came for a visit as well. As did my uncle J. And my uncle L and aunt MS and their two boys.
My mom's friend K came for a visit as well. We floated down a river on tubes for fun while she was here and also went riding tenasee walking horses. Fun! The river was freezing and my horse was short and just being trained.
I'm taking riding lessons again. (finally). Rosie will now canter both leads pretty well on a circle that's about, oh, say, thirty feet diameter? Good for her! She'll also do turns on the forehand either way, we tried getting her to do the two-track but failed. And now we're teaching her to do turns on the haunches. She'll also run around on the lunge line both ways, even at a canter.
Two lessons ago, I almost fainted. I had a belly ache prior to the lesson and then it sort of went away, but so did my vision, hearing, and sense of direction. Needless to say, that lesson was canceled.
I've been playing around with photoshop (I call it PS. Do not mistake with PlayStaion). I'm getting better each time and my most recent project is a pegesus. He's supposed to be Artham P. Wingfeather from the Wingfeather Saga in horse form when I'm done.
I watched the Jurassic Park movies.
I wrote several poems that turned out decently, if I do say so myself.
I came up with most of the main plot line for a book.
I read about fifty books.
I still havn't finished science.
I took a Spanish course. Learned a lot and can now sort of reconize several phrases when they're spoken to me.
The wheat fields are harvested. (yay! Easier to ride Rosie in now)
I've quit feeding Rosie hay because she needs to slim down a bit and there is PLENTY of grass for her to eat since she is the only four legged beast in the pasture.
The pups have grown and are now nine months old and still very cute.
The lawn is turning brown since we can't really water it since we're on water restriction, just like any summer. Other years have been worse. Once we could only water between certain hours on certain days. Otherwise people WAY down the pipeline will have nary a trickle of water. The pipe system was not well thought out.
I've babysat a ton. Six kids at once for several hours once. Earned enough money to buy a Wacom Bamboo Fun tablet to aid me with my art.
I'm going to turn the things I do with PS into a class for school and get credits for it. Same with having Rosie. I'm taking Western Rider 1 this year and getting credits for that.
I feel a little spoiled since my mom bought me TWO pairs of LuluLemon pants. So comfy!!
And I think that's it. Expect most of my posts to be like this. I kinda forget I have a blog sometimes. :p
Well, since my last post, several tings have happened.
My dad died.
I had my last drama performance with my drama club. And my drama club closed.
My brother graduated.
My little brother's baseball is over (finally!).
My uncle M came for a visit with his kids. Morgan went home after spending one night. Steff went back to collage after spending a night. Then the next day we found out that Morgan was in the hospital. The cause? Attempted suicide. Please pray for him. My uncle thought my sense of humor was great. He loved my one liners that I just shoot off.
My grandma M came for a visit as well. As did my uncle J. And my uncle L and aunt MS and their two boys.
My mom's friend K came for a visit as well. We floated down a river on tubes for fun while she was here and also went riding tenasee walking horses. Fun! The river was freezing and my horse was short and just being trained.
I'm taking riding lessons again. (finally). Rosie will now canter both leads pretty well on a circle that's about, oh, say, thirty feet diameter? Good for her! She'll also do turns on the forehand either way, we tried getting her to do the two-track but failed. And now we're teaching her to do turns on the haunches. She'll also run around on the lunge line both ways, even at a canter.
Two lessons ago, I almost fainted. I had a belly ache prior to the lesson and then it sort of went away, but so did my vision, hearing, and sense of direction. Needless to say, that lesson was canceled.
I've been playing around with photoshop (I call it PS. Do not mistake with PlayStaion). I'm getting better each time and my most recent project is a pegesus. He's supposed to be Artham P. Wingfeather from the Wingfeather Saga in horse form when I'm done.
I watched the Jurassic Park movies.
I wrote several poems that turned out decently, if I do say so myself.
I came up with most of the main plot line for a book.
I read about fifty books.
I still havn't finished science.
I took a Spanish course. Learned a lot and can now sort of reconize several phrases when they're spoken to me.
The wheat fields are harvested. (yay! Easier to ride Rosie in now)
I've quit feeding Rosie hay because she needs to slim down a bit and there is PLENTY of grass for her to eat since she is the only four legged beast in the pasture.
The pups have grown and are now nine months old and still very cute.
The lawn is turning brown since we can't really water it since we're on water restriction, just like any summer. Other years have been worse. Once we could only water between certain hours on certain days. Otherwise people WAY down the pipeline will have nary a trickle of water. The pipe system was not well thought out.
I've babysat a ton. Six kids at once for several hours once. Earned enough money to buy a Wacom Bamboo Fun tablet to aid me with my art.
I'm going to turn the things I do with PS into a class for school and get credits for it. Same with having Rosie. I'm taking Western Rider 1 this year and getting credits for that.
I feel a little spoiled since my mom bought me TWO pairs of LuluLemon pants. So comfy!!
And I think that's it. Expect most of my posts to be like this. I kinda forget I have a blog sometimes. :p
Saturday, 4 June 2011
A funny Thing I Heard Today
I was visiting my dad at hospice house today and my uncle was there as well. My older brother and I mentioned that we were going to Grandma and Grandpa's for lunch. Then my dad turned to my uncle and asked, "You rember that time when we visited our grandparents?" And that's what started this story.
A while back, my dad lived at the coast. So did his grandparents. So they saw each other a lot. One of my uncles lived a good ways away and didn't se his grandparents as much as my dad did. One day, my uncles went over there and he and my dad decided to visit their grandparents. They arrived fine, but they sat in silence with my great-grandparents for about 15 min. Finally, my Great-Grandpa asked, "So who's your friend?" My Great-Grandma was horrified that he couldn't remember his own grandkid! lol! My great-grandpa felt really bad after that. :p
It was a funny story.
A while back, my dad lived at the coast. So did his grandparents. So they saw each other a lot. One of my uncles lived a good ways away and didn't se his grandparents as much as my dad did. One day, my uncles went over there and he and my dad decided to visit their grandparents. They arrived fine, but they sat in silence with my great-grandparents for about 15 min. Finally, my Great-Grandpa asked, "So who's your friend?" My Great-Grandma was horrified that he couldn't remember his own grandkid! lol! My great-grandpa felt really bad after that. :p
It was a funny story.
Friday, 27 May 2011
Tears and Fears and Maybe Something Else
It's amazing how quickly the things I cried over changed. Late at night, instead of crying about being the outsider, the girl no one really pays attention too, I've been crying for other reasons. I sometimes don't even know WHY I'm crying. I just cry. It's been really hard these last two months. Really hard. I hide my pain and only really cry at night, when no one will see me. But my hurt, my pain, it's all there. I feel it nearly every moment of the day. God has been there for me. He has helped me this far, and He will help me the rest of the way.
My fears have changed too. I no longer am as terrified of people as I was this time last year. I'm in my mid teens, and last year I was afraid to even buy things at a store without someone I know there. I hated being so scared. I wasn't really scared of someone hurting me, just afraid of people in general. They make me nervous. So nervous I can barely squeak out 'Hi' in reponse to them. That fear has increased in insane amounts. God has helped me so much with that. My drama group helped me come out of my shell as well. I don't know why I wasn;t scared stiff on the stage, but I wasn't. Not completly, anyway.
My fear of people has been around since I was really little. I nearly refused my first ride on a horse because I was scared of my cousins (They had the horses). But I did that and really liked it. But I still struggle with fear. It helps to remember that God did not make us to be creatures of fear, but He made us to be strong in Him.
Strong in God. Sounds perfect to me. I know I cannot carry on on my own. I need His help. I need Him. He is my Light, my Strength, my Life. One of my favorite verses is in Philipians. "I can do all things, through Christ who strengthens me." Amazing. I can do anything! Because God gives me strength!
One time I was house and cat sitting for my neighbours while they were away for a while. They have a picture thing on the wall. It has a Bible verse on it from one of the 'H' books in the Old Testemant. I don't remember the exact words, but it said that God sings for us. God, our mighty Creator, singing, for US! It blew me away. I walked home in a daze because it was so overwelming. It was a 'wow' moment. I'm still awaed by the fact that my Creator sings for His lowley creation.
My fears have changed too. I no longer am as terrified of people as I was this time last year. I'm in my mid teens, and last year I was afraid to even buy things at a store without someone I know there. I hated being so scared. I wasn't really scared of someone hurting me, just afraid of people in general. They make me nervous. So nervous I can barely squeak out 'Hi' in reponse to them. That fear has increased in insane amounts. God has helped me so much with that. My drama group helped me come out of my shell as well. I don't know why I wasn;t scared stiff on the stage, but I wasn't. Not completly, anyway.
My fear of people has been around since I was really little. I nearly refused my first ride on a horse because I was scared of my cousins (They had the horses). But I did that and really liked it. But I still struggle with fear. It helps to remember that God did not make us to be creatures of fear, but He made us to be strong in Him.
Strong in God. Sounds perfect to me. I know I cannot carry on on my own. I need His help. I need Him. He is my Light, my Strength, my Life. One of my favorite verses is in Philipians. "I can do all things, through Christ who strengthens me." Amazing. I can do anything! Because God gives me strength!
One time I was house and cat sitting for my neighbours while they were away for a while. They have a picture thing on the wall. It has a Bible verse on it from one of the 'H' books in the Old Testemant. I don't remember the exact words, but it said that God sings for us. God, our mighty Creator, singing, for US! It blew me away. I walked home in a daze because it was so overwelming. It was a 'wow' moment. I'm still awaed by the fact that my Creator sings for His lowley creation.
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
5 Myths about Canada
Hey everybody!
Here are five myths about Canada and the truth. ;)
1.
Canada is an unihabital icy country.
Not true! I live in Canada and I can tell you that most areas are not iced over all year round! In fact, many areas reach around 30 degrees celcius in the summer! Beach time! Canada is a lovely country with a mix of the crisp cold, and wonderful heat.
2.
Kids in Canada ride polar bears to school.
Now don't belive everything on facebook :p We take the school bus. ;) lol
3.
We all live in igloos.
Definintaly not! They'd melt in the summer. We have normal houses.
4.
Santa does not live in Canada, he lives in Greenland (I think that's the other country)
Well, *if* Santa was real, he'd live in Canada because his postal code is H0H 0H0 (Aych, zero, Aych, Zero, Aych, Zero).
5.
Canadians are rude.
Some are, but not all. Just like in evry country. :)
Here are five myths about Canada and the truth. ;)
1.
Canada is an unihabital icy country.
Not true! I live in Canada and I can tell you that most areas are not iced over all year round! In fact, many areas reach around 30 degrees celcius in the summer! Beach time! Canada is a lovely country with a mix of the crisp cold, and wonderful heat.
2.
Kids in Canada ride polar bears to school.
Now don't belive everything on facebook :p We take the school bus. ;) lol
3.
We all live in igloos.
Definintaly not! They'd melt in the summer. We have normal houses.
4.
Santa does not live in Canada, he lives in Greenland (I think that's the other country)
Well, *if* Santa was real, he'd live in Canada because his postal code is H0H 0H0 (Aych, zero, Aych, Zero, Aych, Zero).
5.
Canadians are rude.
Some are, but not all. Just like in evry country. :)
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