Post by Rainbowfountain on Dec 22, 2008 21:14:44 GMT -5
Name: Annellia
Gender:Female
Age: just turned 17
Species: Human
Status: single (she is too busy to think of such things)
Appearance: She is slim and curved, her back is raised from the many lashes she received all her life. Her eyes are a pure leaf green and she has the trademark mole on her right cheek. Her height is five foot 9 and she wears usually nicely fitted clothes. She usually smokes with her thin pipe and wears a green plaid beret on her head. Finally she wears heels, or nice flats when provided.
Personality: Anne's personality is calm and unique. Throughout her hellish life she still holds her sanity and peaceful outlook on life. She can be stubborn when she doesn't get her way and does not like to be pushed around. She can be weird at times and a little bit too excited for her bad health. However, she is a great person to know and lean on when needed, even if death is slowly consuming her.
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Anne carries two shot guns, she is quick to read movements or moves and can sense emotions, she is a quick learner.
History: When Anne was young she lived within a castle as a princess, she was the youngest of her siblings. Her country was currently at war with Gale, a rival country that takes the poor and place inhumane tests on them. In the middle of the fray Anne was kidnapped along with many of her people and was taken away to Gateway, the fortress where the tests were held. Ever since then she was tested on certain dangerous projects that even threatened her life. One test caused a mutated reaction in her body leaving Anne addicted to her pipe for the rest of her life . Once,she tried to escape with her crush William and a good number of men but she ended up falling with the severed limb of her crush. What followed, was a brutal beating which explains the scars on her back. After ten years of hard living she finally struck an opportunity with the whole population. (It's too long to tell but she escapes with a strange new comer)
Other:Anne speaks with a scottish accent, however she often follows japanese culture.
Rolplay Sample: Anne smoked her pipe quietly as she sat with Brutus on the edge of Gateway.
"We came a long way haven't we boy? Finally we are out of that forsaken pit of a place." Brutus, a strange snake like figured creature, agreed. Brutus rested his soft head on Anne's lap, and in return Anne stroked it gently.
"I wonder if we will ever see children in our lives. Will we die before then? Will my strength leave me? Heh, pretty sad that all this happened to us huh?" Brutus looked up at Anne with remorse in his eyes, Anne only smiled as she blew smoke from her mouth.
"I shouldn't have said that, because I was blessed with a guardian like you." Snow began to fall on the dock, and a chilling breeze blew over them. Anne put out her pip and leapt off the edge of Gateway and landed neatly on the dock.
"Coming Brut-Brut? " she said smiling.
Gender:Female
Age: just turned 17
Species: Human
Status: single (she is too busy to think of such things)
Appearance: She is slim and curved, her back is raised from the many lashes she received all her life. Her eyes are a pure leaf green and she has the trademark mole on her right cheek. Her height is five foot 9 and she wears usually nicely fitted clothes. She usually smokes with her thin pipe and wears a green plaid beret on her head. Finally she wears heels, or nice flats when provided.
Personality: Anne's personality is calm and unique. Throughout her hellish life she still holds her sanity and peaceful outlook on life. She can be stubborn when she doesn't get her way and does not like to be pushed around. She can be weird at times and a little bit too excited for her bad health. However, she is a great person to know and lean on when needed, even if death is slowly consuming her.
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Anne carries two shot guns, she is quick to read movements or moves and can sense emotions, she is a quick learner.
History: When Anne was young she lived within a castle as a princess, she was the youngest of her siblings. Her country was currently at war with Gale, a rival country that takes the poor and place inhumane tests on them. In the middle of the fray Anne was kidnapped along with many of her people and was taken away to Gateway, the fortress where the tests were held. Ever since then she was tested on certain dangerous projects that even threatened her life. One test caused a mutated reaction in her body leaving Anne addicted to her pipe for the rest of her life . Once,she tried to escape with her crush William and a good number of men but she ended up falling with the severed limb of her crush. What followed, was a brutal beating which explains the scars on her back. After ten years of hard living she finally struck an opportunity with the whole population. (It's too long to tell but she escapes with a strange new comer)
Other:Anne speaks with a scottish accent, however she often follows japanese culture.
Rolplay Sample: Anne smoked her pipe quietly as she sat with Brutus on the edge of Gateway.
"We came a long way haven't we boy? Finally we are out of that forsaken pit of a place." Brutus, a strange snake like figured creature, agreed. Brutus rested his soft head on Anne's lap, and in return Anne stroked it gently.
"I wonder if we will ever see children in our lives. Will we die before then? Will my strength leave me? Heh, pretty sad that all this happened to us huh?" Brutus looked up at Anne with remorse in his eyes, Anne only smiled as she blew smoke from her mouth.
"I shouldn't have said that, because I was blessed with a guardian like you." Snow began to fall on the dock, and a chilling breeze blew over them. Anne put out her pip and leapt off the edge of Gateway and landed neatly on the dock.
"Coming Brut-Brut? " she said smiling.
