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myia ([personal profile] flyfisher) wrote in [community profile] aftr_ooc 2018-03-15 07:37 am (UTC)

myia ( original character )

I. CITY SLICKER

[The thing about Myia is that she really, really stands out. There's no written law against strangely colored skin or eyes, but her purple carapace and bright red compound eyes are certainly striking enough to deviate from the norm in a completely unacceptable way.

Not to mention the fact that she piles on plastic, gold-painted jewelry as much as possible. Completely unacceptable.

Good thing she's very good at running.

Myia flitters to and fro between city streets. She's never been to a city so big and so populated, but the winding streets prove just confusing enough that she's able to think on her feet and slip out of view quickly. She's tall and gangly, but slim and flexible enough to slip into tight spots, and her wings that offer her limited flight certainly help.

She's jumped up from dumpster to gate to fire escape to roof, now, and is triumphantly laughing at the angry militia down below who've been dodged for the umpteenth time. They don't seem to realize she's above them, as she's slightly out of sight from the street.
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HA HA HA HA HA! Can't catch Myia! I'm too beautiful and fast!! You'll never see me! Invisible! I'm invisible! Haaaaaaaaa!!!

[Really, it's only a matter of time until they realize.]

III. KICK BACK, RELAX

[What a nice dream. Myia enjoys the ocean, enjoys fish, enjoys the sand beneath her digits. She's fully dressed for the occasion, shorts exposing her segmented insectoid legs full of long, rigid hairs. She has a coconut drink and a fish skewer and she's happily enjoying both. It really reminds her of Maahi. That's probably why she's dreaming about it, but then, she mostly hung out at the docks rather than the beach. Maybe she should take the trip outside of the village's limits more often.

It's just that... being outside the Fishers' jurisdiction, where any Harvester could find her... where Amber could appear -- it sends chills down her carapace.

She quickly shakes her head to clear her mind of the thought, and a short yellowed proboscis emerges from her lips to suck the flesh away from her skewered fish. If you aren't familiar with how bugs like her eat, it's probably very weird to look at with your eyes.

Seriously, there's a tall weird purple bug girl slurping up fish meat while watching people play volleyball. What the hell.

If anyone is caught staring or even so much as glancing at her, she'll call them out.
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Get your own fish! It's my fish! Or are you trying to find my weakness?? I have none! None! Go drink saltwater, ugly! Why are you so ugly!!!

[...This is how she socializes at parties.]

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