Post by Angel on Jan 6, 2008 0:10:45 GMT
Dig out your true colors:
What we can call you: Dee.
Age: Seventeen.
How long have you been Roleplaying for? Three Years.
Preferred contact: PM, email.
What we can call you: Dee.
Age: Seventeen.
How long have you been Roleplaying for? Three Years.
Preferred contact: PM, email.
I say, look at those ears:
Full Name: Keaira Saleria.
Nicknames: Angel.
Age: One thousand, five hundred and ninty three.
Gender: Female, thank you.
Type: Cannon.
Race: Elf.
Status: Meagre.
Likes: [5+]
+Forest.
+Sketching.
+Rain.
+The Stars.
+Music.
+Dancing.
+The Moon.
+Fun.
+Poetry.
+Animals
Dislikes: [5+]
-Mean People.
-Being Alone.
-Heat.
-Stupid People.
-Losing Things.
Fears: [3+]
=Death.
=Loneliness.
=Finding out her past.
Hair: Long golden blonde.
Eyes: Grey.
Height: Six foot.
Weight: Kind of underweight.
Other: She has never devloped a scar but always seems to have scabs on her arms and hands.
Picture:
Brief Personality: Angel is a bright bouncy girl. She is a sweet and caring towards most people. She looks after everyone she meets. The only time she will ever show her evil side, is when someone is horrible to her. She will express her feelings and may even end up playing pranks or even hurting them physically or emotionally. She seems to always be day dreaming. She has her head full of dreams of running away and being swept off her feet. She seems to live in a fatasy world, but anyone is welcome to join her. She just stares in to space and lets her mind drift to whatever place she wants to go that day. Her crazy attitude can sometimes be slightly over whelming. She can be extremely bouncy and bright, cracking jokes and having a laugh. She laughs laugh and hopes that someone joins in. Sometimes her self-confiedence can be seen as arrogance, but she doesn't care as longs as she can jump around, waving her hands in the air. She is extremely creative and loves to sit around and play a musical instrument, write some poetry and even paint and sketch.
She is sometimes quiet and withdrawn, but this is only when she wants to be alone. These times are usually when she is reflecting on life, thinking of her mother, and maybe she's just trying to write a new song. When in this mood it is probably best just to leave her be otherwise you might make her cry and then she might not talk to you for like a week. She can be very cutesy and shy. She is always very shy around guys and blushes like crazy around them. She doesn't know what she is supposed to say to them so she just giggles at everything they say. Sometimes she will end up hiding behindher or a tree or even pulling her hood up. she can be like this with women too. Although she usually just giggles and blushes and tries to hide from them. She is quite intelligent. She is very good with numbers, words, science, in fact pretty much anything. The only thing is that she has extreme blonde moments. This is why she isn't always creditted enough. People think she is stupid because of these ditzy outbursts, but it just doesn't bother her.
Brief History: Angel was born to the royal family of the Salerias. But at the age of two she was lost to the forest. She was left to fend for herself in this forest. She seemed to be protected by the trees as she did not have any trouble in her life. She was picked up by a small family who named her Angel as she seemed to glow like heaven. They didn't know who she was or where she came from but they raised her as her own. When she outlived her human adopted familty, she didn't know why. She still doesn't know why but knows she isn't human.
For the next one hundred years, she tried to find a place in the world. This was pretty impossible for her. She was too sweet to be taken seriously by any one. But one night while enjoying a non-alcoholic drink in a pub she was approached by a stranger. He asked her to ride with him for some time. Once again she out lived him, but this time it was not from natural causes. The man she was riding with was the worst of the worst, a true outlaw. She spent the next year of her life hiding, mourning his death, not knowing that he was in the wrong. To this day, she still believes he was the lawful one.
After this she has spent a lot of her life keeping to the shadows, trying not to talk to other people, but just being alone. She hated this and just wanted to make contact with someone else and that's when it happened. She met a human recently who treated her with a lot of respect but this time he was actually a nice guy. She doesn't know what race she is so this doesn't cause a tention between the two of them. She is enjoying her life wondering and being at peace with others.
Roleplay Sample: Angel was sat in the forest, being as still as she possibly could. She was watching the bright sun disappear behind the low trees. An aweful smile covered her face as she watched the sun in the jasmine sky. She never knew how that happened, but it always looked so amazing. She stayed watching the sky as the sun finally stopped shining and the moon started to glowly lowly in the sky. There were no clouds and only stars, those brightly shining stars that made her open her mouth slightly. She continued to watched and linked slightly as she saw one star shoot across the sky. She couldn't believe her eyes, but that image was photograph on her mind now.
Angel pulled the sketch ook out from her leather satchel and then a pencil. She slowly started to sketch that image that was etched upon her memory. She had the low glowing moon, the bright stars, then there was the blazing star, followed by a wide trail of what could be seen as faerie dust. As she sketched, she hunched over, her hair covering her sketch book from other eyes and her pencil was rubbing furiously against the paper. As she finally finished it, she sat up and looked at her work with a smile proud smile. It wasn't her best, but it was pretty. Now, she could erase that image and leave that space for something else.
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