Post by Swirlies! on Mar 31, 2009 21:53:44 GMT -5
Name: Holland Daystar
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Species: Demon
Status: Single
Personality: Holland acts somewhat Bipolar. He can be curtious and sweet when he is relativly calm, though his fuse is short and his demonic haritige flares its colors when he is mad. Holland likes to read, and draw. He likes to admire the beauty of all things that have beauty to them. He's still a child so he is easily mistaken for a human, which he gets aggitated by alot of the time. He is small, but not weak, he likes people to know that.
Holland hates water!
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Holland is a talented artist, if he gets a picture in his head he has to draw it to the best of his abilities. He's agile and small, making it easy for him to run, duck, dodge and the like. Holland carries a small dagger and a light weight sword with him. He was raised to always have one or the other with him.
History: Holland was raised by his parents untill they were sent out on a mission and killed on earth. His parents were very powerful but it seemed not to be enough. Holland was orphaned at the age of eleven. He self taught himself to draw and usually had a even temper around the people he knew least. A well behaved young man for the most part.
As he grew and taught himself more things, he began to wonder about the things up on earth, and, since he was young enoguh not to be known too widely by the neatherworld, went up to earth. He left at the age of twelve and a half, so he's pretty well established and settled in on Earth.
Other: There is nothing else really to say about him.
Theme Song: (Optional)
Roleplay Sample: I pulled this from another site I'm on, it is mine, so you don't need to worry about that.
Marshal walked along the halls slowly, he couldn't sleep. He was too excited at teh fact he was back home to sleep. "It's so nice to be free of those blundering parents," the boy muttered to himself before he looked down the hall, seeing a dark figure, which looked to be female, because the sillouette took the form of a dress.
Marshal went toward the room that the girl had walked into a looked through the window in the door curiously. It was Hikaru! The quiet girl from last year. Marshal grinned broadly at seeing her and walked into the room soundlessly, a hand over the lock to make it an even softer click, only heard by him. He just watched her from his place at the door, because she was someone that intrested him so. Marshal kept quiet, taking a few steps toward her in an attempt to get a better look at the instrument she was at.
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Species: Demon
Status: Single
Personality: Holland acts somewhat Bipolar. He can be curtious and sweet when he is relativly calm, though his fuse is short and his demonic haritige flares its colors when he is mad. Holland likes to read, and draw. He likes to admire the beauty of all things that have beauty to them. He's still a child so he is easily mistaken for a human, which he gets aggitated by alot of the time. He is small, but not weak, he likes people to know that.
Holland hates water!
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Holland is a talented artist, if he gets a picture in his head he has to draw it to the best of his abilities. He's agile and small, making it easy for him to run, duck, dodge and the like. Holland carries a small dagger and a light weight sword with him. He was raised to always have one or the other with him.
History: Holland was raised by his parents untill they were sent out on a mission and killed on earth. His parents were very powerful but it seemed not to be enough. Holland was orphaned at the age of eleven. He self taught himself to draw and usually had a even temper around the people he knew least. A well behaved young man for the most part.
As he grew and taught himself more things, he began to wonder about the things up on earth, and, since he was young enoguh not to be known too widely by the neatherworld, went up to earth. He left at the age of twelve and a half, so he's pretty well established and settled in on Earth.
Other: There is nothing else really to say about him.
Theme Song: (Optional)
Roleplay Sample: I pulled this from another site I'm on, it is mine, so you don't need to worry about that.
Marshal walked along the halls slowly, he couldn't sleep. He was too excited at teh fact he was back home to sleep. "It's so nice to be free of those blundering parents," the boy muttered to himself before he looked down the hall, seeing a dark figure, which looked to be female, because the sillouette took the form of a dress.
Marshal went toward the room that the girl had walked into a looked through the window in the door curiously. It was Hikaru! The quiet girl from last year. Marshal grinned broadly at seeing her and walked into the room soundlessly, a hand over the lock to make it an even softer click, only heard by him. He just watched her from his place at the door, because she was someone that intrested him so. Marshal kept quiet, taking a few steps toward her in an attempt to get a better look at the instrument she was at.
