Age: Old
Race: Haven't a clue
Sex: Seemingly femimine
Height: 5'4"
Hair: Dark Crimson
Bust:   38E
Waist:  20"
Hips:   38"
Piercings: None, save the plants
Tatoos: None
Sexual Preference: Unknown

   Long ivy tendrils of green twist and twirl amidst a head of fiery crimson hair. Flowers of every conceivable shade and shape spring up from her hair. The petals appear to open and close with each singular breath she may take. Standing at a mere 5'4", the creature's steps are graceful and soft; each step seems to have a conscious intent to avoid crushing life. Nature meshes harmoniously with her body as the multitude of plant life have taken residency upon her flesh. The creature manifested herself to emulate a femimine form. Her 'skin' was a thick transparent membrane that would allow any onlooker to gaze through her skin to reveal milky blue fluid that churned turbulently amidst her insides. Applying enough pressure could pierce the membrane allowing the foreign object access. Here and there, a plant is budding or in bloom--even the occasional, small fruit of vegetable seems to have found its way in. She smells strongly of flowers, herbs and fresh greens. Her voice is but a whisper, a sweet faint melody easily quelled by another's racket.
   The two pools of her eyes, blacker than the void in the heavens, contain her golden irises that accentuate her striking features. Her eyes flicker across her surroundings with sincere curiosity. However, this may lead her astray as she often silently stalks those who pique her interest. Plump lips glisten and glitter in the sunlight, which curl ever so slightly to form a sheepish smile. Long bangs coil around her face messily covering the left half of her face. Her left eye may be seen although barely between the strands of her hair. Leaves cascade down her curvaceous body, as the leaves overlap one another. Vines weave across her skin fastening each individual leaf more firmly upon her form. Her large chest compress within her leafy attire, which thrust these mounds of flesh tightly against her chest and appears within the brink of bursting. Her waist is narrow, though she appears to posess love handles, which curl upwards around the constricting leafy corset. The leaves travel down and around her pelvis, while leaving her long luscious legs completely barren, save the a few vines. Cascading down towards her knees, it becomes quite apparent that she has been endowed with a large round lump. The outline of which forms a big heart, each individual cheek is far too much for one individual hand to held onto the whole of it. The leaves cover her privates akin to a miniskirt. With each individual step, her rump sways to and fro sending ripples down the length of those long legs inviting you to draw ever closer.

Reds: Inadequate attention to punctuation (not capitalizing "i" for instance), 1337 speak, mean people who won't include me in your reindeer games.  
Greens: Anything not illegal in this server. (Have to draw the line somewhere!), Roleplaying, having fun, Pina colodas, some yoga...