Lynn

A glance down to her feet, the box somewhat suctioned to the terrain by mud. "You serious?" Lynn responds with a tad bit of disagreement on her tone, tilting the crate with her hand and grumbling. She had half a mind to just nope the hell out of here, but it wasn't like she had anything else to do. Reluctantly she wiggles the thing then hoists it up to her waist. It was lighter then she was expecting, but even still she pokes out her tongue. "Ugh, its all over my hands." The girl groans smearing the muck on a nearby post leaving a streak of brown on white. Swallowing her pride and the gross we

The rather abysmal outlook of the day had left her feeling a little bored. This floor was rather smelly, unclean and gross. Her shoes would need some definite cleaning after all this murky gunk, on the real. It was rather early, and despite it Lynn still felt like she was half way in a bed back on floor 1. A couple of hours ago she got a message from one of her many friends: Barrett. The tall dark and.... It promised a fruitful day of questing or whatever, yet no one had arrived. Until then she'd be just limply waiting around for someone to show up. A splash in a puddle sends a cold streak thr

A gentle pop of her lips would ring out across a near silent field. In the distance flashing lights of sword art activations would dance with mobs being reduced to digital shards. A morning so magnificently droll, and uninteresting. Lynn was absolutely bored out of her mind, having spent the better half of the last couple days grinding away for what amounted to scraps. Frankly this really wasn't her bag, and moreover she didn't carry with her the same inspiration to grow alone. Wasn't the whole point of these games to play with people, make friends? Everyone she'd met up to this point always s

A new pair of dangly earrings bounce around from each earlobe, a pink star on one and a blue moon on the other. Hair slicked back behind her ears as the girl would rub feverishly at her neck. "Ouch, that damn bed..." She'd groan as despite the cardinal inhibitor that uncomfortable buzz wasn't exactly pleasant. "Humm.. What to do.... What to do....." Lynn would offer hesitantly with a tap of a single thin finger against her lips, getting a bit of that pink gloss stuck to her fingertip. The long platinum blond hair cut the middle of her back, the girl would meander around for a while taking in t

Username: Lynn Real name: Lynette Perhonen Age: Gender: Height: Background: Lynn (Anything else and you’ll get an earful) is a chipper and vibrant girl matched with striking blonde hair and a potent pair of baby blues. Born to a scandinavian father and a british mother, the girl was well off and a bit spoiled. It wasn’t until much later in life that she experienced any sort of discipline, and that came from her mothers sudden free time around when she graduated to her pre-teens. Her school life was always ripe with activity, mainly because the girl was the center of at