Post by percy on Apr 16, 2009 16:45:20 GMT -5
wip. =D
Name: alyss
Age: sixteen
Gender: vagina.
Time Role Playing: 3-4years
Secret word: curious?!?!
lol
Why do you think you would be an asset to this site:
you need more males, right? ;]
Canon or Original: Canon
Name: Percy Maximillian Kellagan
Nickname: He hates his first name, so it's Max or Miles with him.
Age and Year: Eighteen, Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Play-by: Tom Fletcher
Marital Status: Single, Married, Dating, Long Term
Location: Dorms or (last name) Household
Clique: photographer.
Appearance: One to two paragraphs on character's appearance
Personality: One to two paragraphs on character's Personality
Likes:
Dislikes:
Family Members: Mother's name (age), Father's name (age), siblings (if any)
History: One to two paragraphs on character's history
Role Playing Example:
it was just another one of her messed up acts, hurting other people through her self-centered needs. 'needs, not wants!' her inner voiced debated, knowing fully well the vast differences. tatum released a small sigh, 'i wouldn't blame them if they don't even want to speak to me.' even she could admit to herself that the things she has said were pretty cruel. 'but that's all in the past now,'[/color] tate willed herself to let it go. what's done is done, there's no other way to change it; and the mature thing to do is just deal with it. catching a glimpse of someone sitting close by (aha! her victim!), she turned her head to that direction and asked, "so what do you think?"[/color]
"i mean, i know i'm not really the greatest actress or anything like that at all." tatum continued. the last part nagged on her a little bit. 'not the greatest actress? hah, could've fooled me.'[/color] her inner self spoke up once more. "and that is it, i quit!" a ferocious voice yelled from in front of them, making her rivert her attention back to the stage. it came from the voice of one of the female actors, she had her face flushed and contorted. it looked like she may even begin to cry when she heard the voice of the director yelling, "go on, quit! you were crap anyway." 'aww, damn the drama is over.'[/color] tatum thought to herself, a little sad that her supposed entertainment was now gone.
"and there seems to be an opening?"[/color] she said sweetly with a smile that could either be said sweet or mischievous, turning back to face her sole audience. "so?"[/color][/font][/size][/blockquote]
About You,,
Name: alyss
Age: sixteen
Gender: vagina.
Time Role Playing: 3-4years
Secret word: curious?!?!
lolWhy do you think you would be an asset to this site:
you need more males, right? ;]
About The Character,,
Canon or Original: Canon
Name: Percy Maximillian Kellagan
Nickname
Age and Year: Eighteen, Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Play-by: Tom Fletcher
Marital Status: Single, Married, Dating, Long Term
Location: Dorms or (last name) Household
Clique: photographer.
Appearance: One to two paragraphs on character's appearance
Personality: One to two paragraphs on character's Personality
Likes:
- At
- least
- five
- to
- fifteen
Dislikes:
- At
- least
- five
- to
- fifteen
Family Members: Mother's name (age), Father's name (age), siblings (if any)
History: One to two paragraphs on character's history
Role Playing Example:
[/color] she continued ranting. these days ever since she blew off her party friends -- which was, really, most of her friends -- she had been feeling dull. as if on cue, her mind began to bring back the memories of that night again. "i don't want to be part of your group anymore!" tatum shouted from the window of her room. "i don't want to be a low-life who only numbs their pain with.. with.."[/color] tate stumbled on her words, saying those with clenched teeth. 'why is this so hard? can't you guys go home before i say anything else?'[/color] she thought, pained, inside her head. "with whatever it is that has become the flavor of the moment." she found herself continuing, although in the depths of her mind, she did wonder what they mostly did in the parties. all the things she remembered were unclear and hazy, but it must've been something bad since it left her with a killer headache in the morning. "you know what? just leave, i don't want to be associated with you scumbags anymore." tate found herself saying with all her might. does she really mean it? no, but it seems like swearing them off seems to be the only way she could get rid of them. she knew how much they knew she wanted to get out, letting them know that she just wants to join, too, wouldn't do anyone right. nope, she has to set her foot down and stay for the night.
"maybe i should just join the drama club?" tatum thought to herself out loud, just a habit of hers. even if she had no one to address to, but heck -- she hasn't been getting any social activities from her end lately. so might as well any stranger who was beside her by that second would just be fine. while a group of students were rehearsing the school's spring production of grease. it seemed that things were not going all too well in the mpc hall, evident in the shouts and screams going back and forth from the performers on-stage and the director. but tatum remained unchanged and unaffected by the frenzy going around her, still kept her gaze straight on to where the real life drama was going on: the stage. what was she doing here? well, she could've easily been at her math class, but tate felt the need to skip the class for a while and have a change of scenery. not really wanting to go out of school, she just headed to the multi-purpose center and amused herself with the drama club. that and a copy of james patterson's sundays at tiffany's that now lays neglected on her lap.
"i mean, it's not like i have anything better to do, right?"
it was just another one of her messed up acts, hurting other people through her self-centered needs. 'needs, not wants!' her inner voiced debated, knowing fully well the vast differences. tatum released a small sigh, 'i wouldn't blame them if they don't even want to speak to me.' even she could admit to herself that the things she has said were pretty cruel. 'but that's all in the past now,'[/color] tate willed herself to let it go. what's done is done, there's no other way to change it; and the mature thing to do is just deal with it. catching a glimpse of someone sitting close by (aha! her victim!), she turned her head to that direction and asked, "so what do you think?"[/color]
"i mean, i know i'm not really the greatest actress or anything like that at all." tatum continued. the last part nagged on her a little bit. 'not the greatest actress? hah, could've fooled me.'[/color] her inner self spoke up once more. "and that is it, i quit!" a ferocious voice yelled from in front of them, making her rivert her attention back to the stage. it came from the voice of one of the female actors, she had her face flushed and contorted. it looked like she may even begin to cry when she heard the voice of the director yelling, "go on, quit! you were crap anyway." 'aww, damn the drama is over.'[/color] tatum thought to herself, a little sad that her supposed entertainment was now gone.
"and there seems to be an opening?"[/color] she said sweetly with a smile that could either be said sweet or mischievous, turning back to face her sole audience. "so?"[/color][/font][/size][/blockquote]
