Post by Trinity Rai on Feb 20, 2007 9:34:34 GMT -5
Name: Trinity Vivian Rai
Age: 18
Species (witch, vampire, slayer,): Slayer
History:
“I am my mothers daughter, or so I am told. I don’t really know her, never did. It was one of those annoying little side affects on having a parent die when I was one. I guess you can say my dad was a no show during most of my life but who could blame him, the guy was a workaholic in every sense of the word. And as I found out later he was dating his secretary, but no big he’s a grown up and what to I care. Pretty much I was raised my Cordie my mom’s friend from back when they were kids.
I had a pretty good childhood I guess but it was normal and normal is boring.
It wasn’t until I was a teenager that things got interesting, because well I discovered that vampires weren’t just things in the story books and I learned how to kick some serious ass. But being that I am the freak that I happen to be trouble got into a habit of finding me even when I wasn’t chasing it so I was a bit of a problem, the normal ditching school getting in fights stuff mostly.
The sad thing was I was still at the top of my class, scary. I had perfect grades sometimes even better then perfect. I guess having a watcher who was also my principal didn’t hurt but I was just kind of freaky smart, in a weird only slightly psycho way.
And now I’m here, because monotony just sucks and I needed a change of scenery. Especially since my dad actually decided to marry that secretary of his -gag- but no hard feelings. If he stays out of my business I’ll stay out of his.”
Personality:
“Three words Independent, Nonconformist, Fighter. That is pretty much how I describe myself to anyone but you could also say that I am stubborn, impulsive and strange which also works. And if we want to actually go into my faults I guess if you count pride as a fault I have that but then again show me one person who doesn’t and then I might not exactly think everything through before I act or speak but at least I never have to think what if I had done that. Oh and I'm a hopeless romantic and really artistic and poetic and I guess I can be philosophical from time to time. But its fun."
Appearence:
Sample RP (at least 2 paragraphs):
The sun was raining down slowly letting its tears fall down upon the earth and to wash it with the sadness of a thousand years. It was quite pathetic really but it was how she liked to look at the world it was oh so poetic to think of the sky crying over her fallen children. Trinity sighed and moved away from the window her breath fogging up the glass for a brief moment as she walked across the room. She had suddenly felt a disire to be outside feeling the cool liquid sliding across her skin.
She didn't even bother to grab a coat as she walked outside her hair fell wet around her face and her black tank stuck against her skin and her jeans changed color to a darker blue, especially near the ground where they soaked up the existing rain. She leaned her face back and felt the tears of heaven kissing her skin in the pale light. Her eyes closed and relaxed all stress washed away by the flowing liquid.
Secret Word: BOO
Age: 18
Species (witch, vampire, slayer,): Slayer
History:
“I am my mothers daughter, or so I am told. I don’t really know her, never did. It was one of those annoying little side affects on having a parent die when I was one. I guess you can say my dad was a no show during most of my life but who could blame him, the guy was a workaholic in every sense of the word. And as I found out later he was dating his secretary, but no big he’s a grown up and what to I care. Pretty much I was raised my Cordie my mom’s friend from back when they were kids.
I had a pretty good childhood I guess but it was normal and normal is boring.
It wasn’t until I was a teenager that things got interesting, because well I discovered that vampires weren’t just things in the story books and I learned how to kick some serious ass. But being that I am the freak that I happen to be trouble got into a habit of finding me even when I wasn’t chasing it so I was a bit of a problem, the normal ditching school getting in fights stuff mostly.
The sad thing was I was still at the top of my class, scary. I had perfect grades sometimes even better then perfect. I guess having a watcher who was also my principal didn’t hurt but I was just kind of freaky smart, in a weird only slightly psycho way.
And now I’m here, because monotony just sucks and I needed a change of scenery. Especially since my dad actually decided to marry that secretary of his -gag- but no hard feelings. If he stays out of my business I’ll stay out of his.”
Personality:
“Three words Independent, Nonconformist, Fighter. That is pretty much how I describe myself to anyone but you could also say that I am stubborn, impulsive and strange which also works. And if we want to actually go into my faults I guess if you count pride as a fault I have that but then again show me one person who doesn’t and then I might not exactly think everything through before I act or speak but at least I never have to think what if I had done that. Oh and I'm a hopeless romantic and really artistic and poetic and I guess I can be philosophical from time to time. But its fun."
Appearence:
Sample RP (at least 2 paragraphs):
The sun was raining down slowly letting its tears fall down upon the earth and to wash it with the sadness of a thousand years. It was quite pathetic really but it was how she liked to look at the world it was oh so poetic to think of the sky crying over her fallen children. Trinity sighed and moved away from the window her breath fogging up the glass for a brief moment as she walked across the room. She had suddenly felt a disire to be outside feeling the cool liquid sliding across her skin.
She didn't even bother to grab a coat as she walked outside her hair fell wet around her face and her black tank stuck against her skin and her jeans changed color to a darker blue, especially near the ground where they soaked up the existing rain. She leaned her face back and felt the tears of heaven kissing her skin in the pale light. Her eyes closed and relaxed all stress washed away by the flowing liquid.
Secret Word: BOO
