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| Fahnette |
 Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 1:19 am |
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Euphony, if you want to turn that into a fanfic, have at it! I'd love to see what you can bring to the story of the Reds' Mom.
I think she was being so loud and persistent because she's not physically present in the game. I kinda think Wes is onto something with the nature of the GiW. She is rather motherly in her desire to play with and protect the girls, isn't she? |
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| Euphony |
| Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 2:49 am |
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I definitely plan on writing something about the mother and grandma in my fics. Hmm.
I tend to believe that the mother and grandmother know that the girls will have to go off the Path and grow up sometime, but like many parents they also want to shelter their kids from the harsh realities of the world. Something like that. |
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| BlackHoof |
| Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 12:09 am |
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Mkay, I've been working on my red girl and this is how far I got .
Note, I am really just making this up as I sort of go. I know how the girl will look like and once I'm finished I can show it to ya. She is still a work in progress.
Helena
Age - undecided
Apperance - figuring it out
Personality - A reckless child. She has no fear of death, which is probably why she has come close to dieing at least 7 or more times( its unsure if one of those 5 times was trying to commite suicide). Caught up in the darker side of human nature, she digs through the drugs that strangers give her. Helena lives from off the other side of her, the side the drugs made. But in truth, Helena is nothing but a frightened lady. She sees every person as a frighting beast. She is nothing but a frightened rabbit, trying to hide from the reality of life, and the many enemies that seek out her.
Wolf - Helenas' wolf is a strange thing. Because she is so frightened of everything. So, her wolf is not a curious stranger, or a diabolical wolf. It is a strange yet comforting wolf. A shadowy small figure comes into view. It is a rabbit, its eyes glow a pale red, another rabbit comes into view. It is a yellow eyed, white fur critter. Helena sits down beside both of them. The snuggle up against her. Helena wants to feed them, but the only thing around good enough for the rabbits to eat is what seems to be a cherry. She picks it up, the rabbits look up at her, she looks at them. darkness.
Grandma's house - When first walking in, the colors are peaceful, and relaxing. There a flowers pots, opened bird cages,. Soon there is another room, its darker, cages are every where and the sound of heavy breathing (almost beast like). In the last room, on the door are to faces of rabbits. She opens the door ...- still working on it-
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| Ticki |
| Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 12:22 am |
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Name: Aurbern (yes it is a red colour.)
Age: 16
Apperance: Curly black hair tyed up in high ponytail. She wears a red jacket and a black layed skirt with red edges. Red trainers.
Personality: Aubern hates anything not "normal". She likes being around a large group of friends and city life.
Reactions to items and places already in the game
Bread: I'm so hungry. But I don't know where its bin'. If only their was a nice take-away around here, but this a forest. And I shouldn't eat too much.
Wine- Now would be the worst time to get drunk. Theirs no one to share it with.
Knife- Who left this here. I don't want to be hurt be some lazy guy.
Bullet- It's so rusty. It would infect someone. Who shot it?
Feather- Thats pretty. I must get some earrings with feathers on.
Mask- People used to wear masks at festivals. To bad its gone out of fastion. They must have been such good laughs.
Diamond- Its a cheap remake of the real thing. Still, howver commen it still glitters and sparkles.
Syringe- Syringes speard illness, or can cure it. I highly doubt this was medical, though.
Teddy Bear- Why deosn't this bear have just one head. It would be cute as long as it had one head. Poor thing.
Boot- It must have been some night if someone forgot thier shoes.
Record- The music is too quite for me. Music needs to make an imapact, not play in the background.
Flower- He loves me, he loves me not. Its beautifull, yet ever so frail.
Piano- I gave up piano at 8. I was glad, it freed up my time. And I could never get the hang of it.
Playground tower- Maybe I could see the world from there. But why try when there nothing to stop you anyway.
Grave- I don't like the idea of being a corpse one day. I want to be burned. Then I won't spend eternity as a human without life.
Skull- EWW. Is it a human skull. Get it away from me. Its hard to imagine that all that is inside me. Even though I know it is.
Wheelchair-Old people are barley people anymore. They don't do anything. Even granny can't bake like she used to.
Campfire- Is a flame just an offshot of the burning wood, or something in its own right? Its just energy, isn't it? Just there.
Tv- I love tv. Especialy with other people. But TV always lies. Unless its a documentry. I will never be special. Never that beautifull.
Items:
A ruined book , clearly non-fictional- I used to be such a brainiac. But my mind failed me. Why should I always be pressured into achiveing when I have nothing to gain?
A old gaundy looking purse- Thats nice. I wish I had something to hold right now.
A patch of weeds- They are in the way. Weeds hide the flowers.
A calculator- Computors take the work of people. In some time maybe we won't even need to think. But I need to be a realist.
A hair brush- My hair needs doing. It must look shaby. But this brush is filthy.
Wolf: A older male teenager with dark brown hair.Is wearing glasses and is working on something.
Location: A park with benchs, bird bath, masses of flower beds, all in the same colour. A fountain in the middle with a water coming out of a mans mouth and hands.
Scence: Aubern finds the wolf sitting on the fountains edge. She inspects the flowers, (" they all go together nicely."). She then sits on the bench and remarks that she thinks the teenager has seen her. The wolf is becknoing for her to come over. She go's toward the bird bath, and with a slightly haughty eccpression makes her way over to the wolf. The scence fades as she sits down and begins to inspect the work he as down, and he hugs her top shoulder then she pushes him away.
Grandma's house: The house is pristene and glistening. Several objects (the frige and TV) have been knocked over however. In the hallway books are laying discarded and ruffled. She stalls on the stair way, breathless. The bathroom is full of mirrors, all turning to face you. They relect a distored image. The next hall is covered with posters and the ripped images of magazines. The end room has full mirrors strecthed from wall to wall, showing you old photographs of her and the wolf together, some torn. She falls down and begins to cry and rock, the images blurring.
Final images
The wolf angryly holding up the work.
Aubern being force fed by the wolf.
A picture her arm being held by the wolf.
Aubern lying with something down her throat, a tube.
If you couldn't tell, her story is about self-confidence and non-conformity. Her wolf is increbily non-threatning to anyone but herself, it could be viewed that she is the wolf. |
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| shojakka |
| Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 10:10 pm |
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Okay, so my red girl might not be as awesome as some of the previous posts, but I had fun with it!!
Alright,
Name: Copper
Age: 17
Appearence: short, black, messy hair. a full body out fit that only has one sleeve and is split down the middle, red on one side black on the other. also she, has a messy red string tied around her right wrist that's tied to her side
"Type": She is the disturbed red
4 special items: 1. A broken mirror "Samantha you look so pretty. I just really wish you would stop hurting yourself, it's really quite unhealthy" 2. A large paper bag "Maybe if a fashioned this around no one else would have to feel the pain that I feel" 3. A bear trap "Maybe if I set this off I could make people sympathize with me. Don't hurt me. I'm sorry" 4. A wheel "One wheel. One girl. One path. But two ways to go"
Wolf: Her wolf is imaged as a mannequin that she finds in an abandoned fun house. The colors become much brighter as she approaches it. Then when she interacts with it you can hear hysteric screaming and crying as she disassembles the mannequin. the music that also plays is much like ruby's theme.
Grandmas house: The inside of grandmas house is imaged as a fun house with faded colors of red and black. The first room is a room filled with paintings of peoples mouths on the walls and on the floor there is static like on a tv. The next room contains nails sticking out of the walls and hammers hanging off of them and in front of the door a large red bear trap in which an entire human can fit. Next is a long twisting stairway with blood or red paint splattered on the walls and kiss marks. Then the hallway to Grandmas room is lined with mirrors with reflections of other people painted on and hammers bashed through some, as you go down the hall you can hear hysteric laughing grow louder and louder. Grandmas room contains a bed split in half with the mannequin standing in the middle of the two halves wearing a crudely put on wig and lipstick. The walls of the room are mirrors reflecting only the mannequin and have lipstick rubbed all over them. When May "dies" images of May appear with kiss marks on her face as well as pictures of the mannequin clenching May's neck and wires connecting the two, and a pictures of May sprawled on the floor with red paint/ blood painted on her body and on the floor. Sorry for the wall of text, but I got a little carried away  |
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| PecanRed |
| Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 1:50 am |
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Alright, after playing playing and discussing this game with my friend, we talked about how great it would have been if this "kind" of sister would have been in it. I'm not taking full credit for her since I did make her with a friend, though I do draw everything myself. Right now it's a very quick rough-around-the-edges concept of her and her wolf, sorry about that! I do have some sketches of them both, but I don't have a scanner so I have to wait to use the one at my school.
It's kind of funny, when you make your own sister you kind of think as the creators' might have done when they developed the actual sisters, haha!
Garnet and her wolf
Going with actual continuity, her name is Garnet and she is 18, though if she were to be actually placed within the story it would make a lot more sense if she switched names with Rose (or Rose named something else) and that she would be 19 with Scarlet's age being changed to 21, but only because I'm a bit iffy on breaking the chain of age gaps between sisters and because I did want her to be older than Carmen, but still had Scarlet being the oldest. But yeah, to go with continuity, she is Garnet and 18.
We've got some basic information down, like what her "death" would be, her personality and mannerisms and some of her memories and such, but I think I will reveal more as we get together and get some more drawings done.
Basically she's very prim and proper, sophisticated and such. (some may see her as the "preppy" one) In the case of her relationship with her sisters, she's always trying to get them to behave like ladies should, such as telling them to cross their legs or stand and walk with proper posture. She loves roses, though avoids picking them because of their prickles and just watches them from afar. |
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| Bubble T. |
| Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 8:22 pm |
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I've created my own Red Girl, too...Her name is Claret (a deep, velvety red color).
The only difference between mine and everyone else's is that mine is me. Or at least a Red Girl of me. Her wolf, her reactions, all of it pertain directly to me. I've done one picture of her, and I'm working on a second. Instead of just listing everything, I'm actually in the process of writing it all out like a story. The Path has been moving for me, and I've used it to help me by creating my own girl and her own journey, mimicking my own. I absolutely adore this game, and find it endlessly fascinating. My Red Girl is almost a tribute to the game.
This is what she looks like:
Claret
I might finish her second picture today; if I do, I'll post it.
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This is the second picture.
Waking Up in the Rain |
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| Esther |
| Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 5:27 pm |
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After reading the topic I was immidiately struck by inspiration, so here's my Red Girl 
Name: Cerise (sorry Bane Rieko, didn’t notice you took the name =____=)
Age: 16
Appearance: Cerise is thin, pale and not very tall. Her hair is shoulder-length, black with the points dyed red. She wears a black short-sleeved shirt, a violet tie, tight black jeans and red sneakers.
Personality: Cerise’s life is an absolute, absorbing loneliness. She believes in nothing and no one, not even herself. She always listens to everyone’s troubles and secrets, but has no one to share her own with. Cerise is fed up with love and the boys who pay attention to her just because she’s lonely. All she needs is a true friend, someone she can trust, someone she can open her heart to, someone who really cares. But all her attempts to find such person ended in vain. So she retreated into herself and never trusts anyone since then.
Four Items:
-a vase with a rose on a coffee table (“Never liked dates. One of the two is always late. Or doesn’t show up at all”);
-a music box (“Lovely tune. I wish I could sing. Then lots of people would admire me for my voice. Not for my soul, of course”);
-a pack of cards laying around (“How can anyone believe in fate? Life is not predetermined. It consists of your decisions and choices. If you have enough strength to make them, that is”);
-a vanity table (“Why do people always draw something they don’t have on themselves? Fake, lying, poorly drawn faces – everywhere. I hate them”);
Wolf: Cerise’s childhood friend. Tall blonde boy with violet strands in his hair. Wears a long-sleeved sweater and torn jeans.
Wolf Location: old playhouse on a tree in the center of a sunlit patch. The whole location has a shade of sepia.
Wolf Cutscene: Cerise approaches the patch and sees the playhouse on a tree and a boy sitting under this tree. She recognizes the boy and hurries to him. As she comes closer, the boy lifts up his gaze and seems to recognize Cerise too. He stands up and hugs her, Cerise smiles and hugs the boy back. Then the boy takes Cerise’s hand and helps her climb the tree and get to the playhouse. Then we see them sitting in the playhouse and talking as everything fades to black.
Grandma’s House: When Cerise comes around under the rain she’s laying on her back, her limbs twisted. As she walks to the Grandma’s house, she is limping and clutching her right arm to her chest as if it is broken.
The first room inside the Grandma’s house is hollow and empty. Floor, walls, ceiling – everything is covered with blank paper sheets trembling on the wind. The exit is made of glass which we have to shatter to pieces with our body as we move forward.
The next room is filled with violet mist. Bright lightings strike on the walls. Everything spins madly, muffled crying is heard.
Next is a room with red walls and cracks in them. The cracks are filled with something that looks like interference. The view is blocked by tree branches. We have to move between them to get to the last room.
The last room is absolutely white, like a hospital room and full of furniture. Everything is clear, but distorted. In the center of the room, where the bed should be, there is a black fissure. Moving forward, we sort of slip on the floor and fall into the fissure, into the darkness.
Final Images:
-Cerise’s broken body with limbs twisted in impossible angles;
-the hand of Cerise’s wolf touching her shoulder;
-Cerise trying to protect her face with her hands;
-the wolf’s nasty grin;
-Cerise’s astonished and terrified eyes;
-branches with blood stains on them.
I think the wolf’s theme song could be something like “Witch Hunt” by Jack Off Jill.
So, how do ya like my Red Girl? Sorry for terrible English, btw. |
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| LaLuna21 |
| Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 3:05 am |
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Your English is great!
Poor Cerise - I think I can relate to her. |
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| LinMac |
| Posted: Tue Jan 19, 2010 1:39 am |
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This looked interesting, thought I'd give it a go.
But all I've done is the picture. I welcome anyone to create a story for her if you like. I'd draw a Red girl of your own for my favourite one if you like 
All the info I have is her name , Amara (after the colour Amaranth)
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| AerisNadia |
| Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 6:56 am |
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I got inspired by this subject and ran off to write about my red girl. Here she is:
Name: Rita
Age: 12
Traits: shy, lonely
Background: Something bad happened to Rita a couple years ago and she wants to forget. She dosn't have any friends and she is very lonely.
Appearence: Has a sort of bob for hair.Black hair.
Wheres a black coller. Has a long sleeved shirt with the shoulders cut off. The shirt is cut in half with a zigzag. One side is black and the other side is red. Wheres black capris and red boots.
Items:
1- A stuffed animal. Rita picks it up and hugs it. "Hate something to love something. Feel pain to get better. Forget something only to remember it again."
2- A dart. Rita picks it up and throws it. "You have it. You love it. Do something wrong and its gone forever."
3- A wheelchair(Already in the game). Rita sits on it. " Broken bones, ate flesh, slow pulse. What do I do to forget forever?"
4-A bottle of red liquid. Rita drinks it. "Bitter, sweet, sour, alone, unloved."
5- A hospital bed. Rita sits on it. "Yes? No? Maybe so? Possibly tomarrow? Never again."
Wolf:
A black furry creature with zizaged ears and body with one red ear. Long arms and legs. Zigzaged claws.White circle eyes.
The creature is on a chain leash attached to a box with a key hole. When Rita walks into the wolf zone she sais "Caged inside.Tortured. Can't go far. Trapped."
Rita sees beast on leash. Rita takes a zigzaged key off of a stump and puts it in the keyhole of the box. Rita goes up to the beast and takes the leash off of its neck. The beast goes and picks Rita a flower.Rita takes the flower and hugs the beast. Zoom out/Fade away.
Grandma's house:
When Rita wakes up she is laying on her side curled up in a ball. She gets on her hands and knees and stands up from there. Her head is down and her hands are over her face.
When you go into grandma's house the floor is checkered black and red. The noises in the house are chains rattling. The doors of the house are cut in half with a zigzag one side black and the other red just like her shirt.
The first room has darts all over the room in the shape of the key. The second roomhas wheel chairs all over. The floor is covered with broken bones. The wall is Rita's heart rate.
The third room is filled with red liquid and in the liquid their are keys floating in it.
The long hallway to grandma's room is filled with wilted flowers.
And finally grandma's room: The bed is like Rita's shirt. Ya know zizag with black and red. The floor is covered in black fur and their is chain leashes attached to the corners of the bed. On Rita's way to the bed, she trips and falls.
The final image music would have to be like Scarlets.
Final images:
-Rita with a thick, red zigzag threw her head.
- Rita's face with the beasts ears and eyes with red zigzags coming from her eyes portraying tears.
-The beast smiling with blood coming from its mouth.
- A wilted flower.
- Rita with chain leashes on her wrists, ankles and neck pulling her different ways and there is a red zigzag threw her body.
Hope you liked it! Please comment about what you think!
LinMac, my sisters name is Amara! lol! |
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| Emriss |
| Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 5:21 pm |
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| AerisNadia: sounds intense. Very nicely done. The imagery you described for the death flashes is unnerving. |
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| AerisNadia |
| Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 8:12 pm |
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Thanks. As soon as I heard the topic I ran off to work. It might have took about an hour and a half to come up with this. With the first death picture I wanted it to have something to do with when she sits down on the wheelchair and sais: "Broken bones, ate flesh, low pulse. What do I do to forget forever." I thought her having a zigzag through her brain would fit nicely.
Emriss, you should make a red girl to. |
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| shojakka |
| Posted: Mon Jun 07, 2010 2:17 am |
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| @aerisnadia like your character a lot, i like how the zigzag seems to be something apparent in everything about her and related to her |
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| AerisNadia1 |
| Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 6:14 pm |
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| Hello guys, sorry about the delay. When I tried to log on it kept on saying that the information was not right so I had to make a new account. Thanks a lot. I wanted something to represent her charecter. A zigzag (rough aroung the edges but actually just a line) would do it. |
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