Name: Florora
Race: Plantling (A floral gjinka or dryad I guess)
Age: 12 plant years
Eye Color: Bright green
Hair Color: Lightest Shade of Green
Appearance: Short with slightly tan skin and wild curly hair and small petal wings. She wears yellow,short, bloomer overalls with frills. She has big Green eyes.
History: Florora was a special plantling..that no one recognized. She was only known her small town garden village, with her bumble-bee dragon, Bumbiez (which took care of her since she was born). But ever since she had a huge fight with Dandielle Lioness (the most spoiled weed of all), she became known and seen with importance.
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Name= Rachel
Race=Asian :)
Gender= Mixed
Friend= Trustworthy
This is me Rachel. Who am I, someone different, hidden in the dark, lost at life of the unknown. Seeing all faces of hope and love. Then there is me the odd one out. I should be happy of being the odd one out. I should BELIEVE, but you know I don't. Someone you need to be mixed and judged. I believe that I can not be judged about my own PROUDNESS I am a believer. I am someone of this sick cruel planet. Judges don't matter unless if you make it. Don't care about someone who
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THANK YOU FOR THE WATCH!!!! IM SO HAPPY NOW! let me give you some love!