Post by Genie on Jun 18, 2016 15:53:05 GMT
Winnie the Pooh
Oh, bother!
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE IMPORTANCE OF BODY LANGUAGE
Age: Early 30s
Face Claim: James Corden
Occupation: Toys R'Us sales Rep
BUT ON THE WHOLE I'VE BEEN A SAINT
Personality: A little carefree, a little gluttonous, a little simple-minded... these are all the things that make Pooh who he is. The stuffed bear-turned-man is very much a child at his core; he looks for the simple joys in life, and revels in gentle and quiet moments. His disposition is warm and friendly as can be, even towards those that may not like him. Although he can be a bit slow at times -- both physically and mentally -- and let his appetite take over whatever task he may be doing, don't doubt him for a second. He can step up and take charge when need be, even if it requires a little bit of a push to do so. He's a loyal friend, through and through, and once you've earned his trust, you're family to him.
Place of Residence: Brooklyn
IT WON'T COST MUCH
Friends: Piglet, Rabbit, Tigger, Owl, Kanga, Roo, Lottie, Kessie
Enemies:His imagination left for RP
Family: Christopher Robin
Gang, Group or Organization: N/A
YA POOR UNFORTUNATE SOUL
Sample Post
Another day, another dollar.
Pooh's job wasn't terrible; not by any stretch of the imagination. There was something so rewarding about selling toys to children, and helping to make them happy. But work was work, any way you sliced it, and he was, undoubtedly, ready for lunch. Pooh was out on the sales floor, not too far from where several shelves stocked full of stuffed animals were. He watched as a little girl ran up to them, her mother trailing not too far behind. The girl reached upwards, trying to grab a cheery plush bear off of the shelf. The bear in question was blond-furred, with a bright red bow tied around its neck. Chuckling lightly, Pooh reached over, plucked the toy ursine from its seat, and put it in the hands of the little girl. He wasn't sure why, but there was something about the sensation of plush that was so familiar to him.
"Here you are, little one," he said to her with a smile. "Take good care of him, okay?"
Oh, bother!
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE IMPORTANCE OF BODY LANGUAGE
Age: Early 30s
Face Claim: James Corden
Occupation: Toys R'Us sales Rep
BUT ON THE WHOLE I'VE BEEN A SAINT
Personality: A little carefree, a little gluttonous, a little simple-minded... these are all the things that make Pooh who he is. The stuffed bear-turned-man is very much a child at his core; he looks for the simple joys in life, and revels in gentle and quiet moments. His disposition is warm and friendly as can be, even towards those that may not like him. Although he can be a bit slow at times -- both physically and mentally -- and let his appetite take over whatever task he may be doing, don't doubt him for a second. He can step up and take charge when need be, even if it requires a little bit of a push to do so. He's a loyal friend, through and through, and once you've earned his trust, you're family to him.
Place of Residence: Brooklyn
IT WON'T COST MUCH
Friends: Piglet, Rabbit, Tigger, Owl, Kanga, Roo, Lottie, Kessie
Enemies:
Family: Christopher Robin
Gang, Group or Organization: N/A
YA POOR UNFORTUNATE SOUL
Sample Post
Another day, another dollar.
Pooh's job wasn't terrible; not by any stretch of the imagination. There was something so rewarding about selling toys to children, and helping to make them happy. But work was work, any way you sliced it, and he was, undoubtedly, ready for lunch. Pooh was out on the sales floor, not too far from where several shelves stocked full of stuffed animals were. He watched as a little girl ran up to them, her mother trailing not too far behind. The girl reached upwards, trying to grab a cheery plush bear off of the shelf. The bear in question was blond-furred, with a bright red bow tied around its neck. Chuckling lightly, Pooh reached over, plucked the toy ursine from its seat, and put it in the hands of the little girl. He wasn't sure why, but there was something about the sensation of plush that was so familiar to him.
"Here you are, little one," he said to her with a smile. "Take good care of him, okay?"