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  <title>Black Forest Application</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;OOC:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Name:] &lt;/b&gt;Sass&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;IC:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Basics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Name:]&lt;/b&gt; Giovannuzza (Gia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Journal username:]&lt;/b&gt; giovannuzza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Age:] &lt;/b&gt;29 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Are they a Fairy Tale Character:] &lt;/b&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Story the character is from:]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.coyotes.org/kitsune/myths_italian.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Giovannuzza the Fox&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;[Their One Supreme Talent:]&lt;/b&gt; Can turn into a human (from a fox)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Are they good, or are they bad, or just undecided:]&lt;/b&gt; Good. It&apos;s everyone else that is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Where do they live:] &lt;/b&gt;The Village, Handel&apos;s Tears, Witches&apos; Cove (she moves around)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Appearance&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[PB:] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://images.zap2it.com/images/celeb-253322/maggie-q-2.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Maggie Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Description:]&lt;/b&gt;  When a fox, Gia is a lithe creature with red fur and dark ears and  feet. The very tip of her tail and her underside are a snowy white. As a  human, her form is very vulpine; slim and springy. Her skin is an olive  brown, and her hair a reddish shade particularly in sunlight. Her eyes  are sloping and almond-shaped, and so dark they might be black. Again,  the sunlight proves that a lie, for there is the tiniest brown light in  them. More often than not they are narrowed in a scowl. &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;b&gt;[Attire:]&lt;/b&gt; When human, Gia dresses very simply. A long linen tunic  belted at the waist suffices, and on colder days, a large fur of  indeterminate origin wrapped around her shoulders and tucked into the  belt. Her shoes are little more than shaped pieces of leather tied at  the ankle. Given that she is only dressed around people (and she doesn&apos;t  much care for people) it doesn&apos;t matter to her whether or not she looks  barely put together. If she should ever be dressed &apos;nicely&apos;, you can  safely assume the outfit is stolen (albeit only temporarily).&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Personality&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Strengths:]&lt;/b&gt; Fox: swift, evasive, excellent survival skills. Human: can speak, opposable thumbs, cunning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Weaknesses:]&lt;/b&gt; Fox: cannot speak, prey for hunters. Human: distrustful, suspicious, reliant on human contact, cannot swim&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;[Quirks:] &lt;/b&gt;Even when human, Gia sniffs at her surroundings to try  and determine its location, contents and level of safety. It&apos;s useless  though, her enhanced animal senses don&apos;t switch bodies with her. She  likes to dig holes and bury things. Only eats or sleeps in her fox  shape.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;[Secrets:]&lt;/b&gt; All her life, all Gia has ever wanted is a family, a  place to belong and people to love her as one of their own. She thought  she had found such heaven once, but was betrayed by &apos;Count Peartree&apos;,  and is still smarting from the very recent incident. As a result, she  has very little trust of mankind, the males of the species in  particular.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Detailed Personality:]&lt;/b&gt; Always a curious soul, Gia started  her life by seeking out humankind to discover their ways. Her  willingness and desire to try these new things gave her some interesting  years in banditry, debauchery, charity and philanthropy-- an odd mix,  but she truly &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; want to experience everything mankind had to  offer, both good and bad. She learned fast, and remembered long. She had  loves, and she made enemies. And, as many humans do, she grew up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; After some years living it up with any and all who came her way, she  felt that instinctual pull to settle. Being somewhat irresponsible, and  not having much enjoyed her encounters with children, she decided to  join a family rather than start her own. That way she could continue her  playful, purposeless ways, and she wouldn&apos;t have to teach younglings to  respect her need for control. Once it was decided she would try family  life, she made her best qualities forefront; her kindness and  generosity, and loyalty beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; However, after having that loyalty betrayed she changed and hardened,  trusting no one. There was no need to look out for others, as no one  would look out for her in return. She did not think of it as selfish,  because it was a necessity of survival. These days, that is all life is  to her: Survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;History&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fairytale lands, or  course, fairytale things happen. In one such land, a fox kit was born,  and she had the power to turn human should the urge strike her. Her name  was Giovannuzza, and she soon left the safety of the den to seek out  others of the two-legged kind. And then there was a simpleton named  Joseph. She helped him become rich beyond his wildest desire, and found  him a beautiful princess to marry, all in exchange for becoming one of  their own. No such luck. Betrayed by her only family she set off again,  only to meet The Piper at a crossroads deep in the Black Forest of  Germany. Now she serves drinks to the scum of the earth in Handel&apos;s  Tears. Such is life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RP Samples&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[RP Sample:]&lt;/b&gt; Betrayed! That ungrateful wretch! He would be nothing without her; a pathetic, penniless farmer! She had given him &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;. The respect of a king, a beautiful home and wealth beyond measure, a lovely bride. And in return, &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;.  Oh yes, a roof over her head, hot meals. But love? Acceptance? No, he  saw her as a lowly animal, little better than garbage. She &lt;i&gt;made&lt;/i&gt; him!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Gia truly believed her heart had broken as she ran from the castle,  never looking back. She would never trust another man. Selfish, terrible  creatures! She would return to the den and live out the rest of her  days with her fox brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If she could just &lt;i&gt;find&lt;/i&gt; the den. She knew it to be south of the  castle, but she had been running for hours and the scenery... just never  became familiar. In fact, she was certain she must be running in  circles, for she kept coming to the same crossroads no matter which  direction she took. Exhausted, she lay on the grass at the junction with  her head on her paws, and whimpered. She was almost ready to drift into  sleep, when a melodious noise sounded in the distance. It approached  ever closer, until out of the night air, a man appeared to her.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &amp;quot;Are you good, or are you bad?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; She snarled at the stranger, and bounded away into the underbrush. He  only smiled at her and started to walk off down the path, a momentary,  knowing glance in her direction.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; With nowhere else to go, she followed at a distance.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Etc&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[How Did you find us?]&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;M SLEEPING WITH ALL THE MODS</description>
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