Basics
Name: Florianne
Nickname/s: Flo
Nickname/s: Flo
ID: #296
Owner: CylaDavenport
Gender: Female
Age: 53
Orientation: Homoromantic
Age: 53
Orientation: Homoromantic
Height: 120cm
Species: Bagbean
Type: Mythiflora
Bag Type: Satchel
Bag Type: Satchel
City of Origin: Peagarden
Occupation: Fashion Designer
Though to the public eye Florianne seems the epitome of grace, charm, and social prowess, this is not the case. A well-known and recognised fashion designer, Florianne has perfectly mastered her public persona, but this falseness reflects nothing of how she feels inside. In truth, Florianne is a lonely soul who turns to her work for comfort more than any other. She seems frivolous and materialistic on the outside but if you dig deeper, you will find a tortured individual who is quite lonely. Flo is a perfectionist who's need for everything to be just right borders on obsessive more often than not, and drives her away from making meaningful connections with others. She lives in fear of having her obsessive neatness pointed out and mocked, as she doesn't like to discuss why most things in her life need to be just right. She is ashamed of the way that she is, and as such keeps her personal life just that - incredibly personal. She has very few friends and spends more time with her floophorse and her strapea than she will with other bagbeans. One must wonder - will Flo's inability to accept herself for the way she is destroy her?
Creation information: Auction
Designer: griffsnuff
CUSTOMISATION
Shapeshifter Forms:
None
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Ranks & Stats
RANKS:
Political Status: Commoner
Pea Total: 202
Pea Total: 202
SOCIAL STATUS:
N/A
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HP: 10
Attack: 2
Speed: 2
Stealth: 2
Defense: 4
Attack: 2
Speed: 2
Stealth: 2
Defense: 4
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Trials, Trainings, Etc
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PETS/SMOLS:
Art
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Florianne's Identity TrialsPart 1 – New Beginnings
1000 Words
Florianne pressed her lips together and held back the urge to sigh, her fingers trembling around the needle she was holding. The sprout placed it to the side, letting her head slowly come to rest on the bench she was working at with a soft thump. She’d been at it for days like this – over and over again, trying and working and stitching and sewing, but to no avail. There was nothing for it – Florianne didn’t want to make her bag.
She swallowed past the lump in her throat. Mother would not be pleased. “How’s it going over there?” Her mother questioned, startling Flo out of her thoughts. She scrambled to pick up her needle again, holding up the pieces of fabric feebly, with a smile that was weak and tired around the edges. “I-I’m working really hard at it, mother,” she assured the older bagbean, who pursed her lips and stared with a hard look at the
Florianne's Farming TrialPart 1 – Beginner Steps
1015 Words
Going home had been the furthest thing from easy. In Florianne’s short life, she might even go so far as to claim it to be the worst thing in the world to have happened to her. Period. The moment she’d stepped through the front door of her childhood home, she’d felt a bitterness well up inside of her that made her insides twist uncomfortably. It was familiar in a way that left a bad taste in her mouth, the same way the scent of a certain food might turn one’s stomach. “Home” was hardly what she’d even name this place, if she were being honest. When she said home, she thought of tall trees, a small bird, and purple flowers that made her heart swell with joy. There was no joy in this place, certainly none on her mother’s stern features as she stared down her nose at Flo.
Florianne’s features hardened. She was not afraid of her anymore, she absolutely refused <
Florianne and Odelia's Soulmate Trial [2/2]Part 3 - Daylight of Gift Giving
1100 Words
Odelia's POV
Odelia yawned sleepily as she felt her shoulder being nudged. The bagbean hefted her large tail up and whacked whatever was touching her to the floor. A familiar, high-pitched, shriek of, “Lia!” Forced the bagbean to sit up and peer down curiously at her girlfriend who she had knocked to the floor. With a tired, but still wicked grin, Odelia poked her tongue out at hissed at Florianne before rolling over back to sleep. “Oh, no you don’t!” Florianne exclaimed from behind her. There was suddenly a light weight bouncing on Odelia, smacking the side of her face as she tried to get the tired bagbean up.
“Don’ make me get Dakarai to eat you…” Odelia mumbled tiredly, hissing faintly as Florianne’s paws dug into that spot on her neck that always made her squirm. She was a little ticklish there, and it was a low move on Flo’s part to u
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