Post by Administrator on Nov 30, 2011 23:57:23 GMT -4
Your name: Twiztid
Character's Name: Colleen Dunbar (aka Collie)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Vampire Age: N/A
Category: Human (soon to be werewolf)
Character History: Colleen grew up at a horse farm where her mother trained horses. Her mother was known by horse trainers world wide, and was said to be able to tame even the most wild of equines. Colleen's mom was given a trouble stallion that was simply too wild for anyone to tame. Her mom wanted to rehabilitate him to refrain from having to put him down. But when a terrible accident causes Colleen to lose her mother when she was 17, Colleen was never the same again. Her father who was usually a chipper and happy man, became and alcoholic and was never there for Colleen. He lost his job and left Colleen to the cooking, cleaning, and working. Two years later, Colleen left her father and moved to Forks to get as far away from her father as she could, it was a small town with not much to do and not a lot of people. And that's how she wanted it.
Character Appearance: Colleen is about 5'5 and is pretty chubby. She has beautiful golden brown eyes that stick with her in wolf form as well. She is big breasted (which she hates). She has short dark brown hair with a tint of purple in it.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Colleen never lets anyone talk down to her, she always stands up for herself. She's a very strong person and can take care of herself. She is very strong minded and has amazing will power. Her weaknesses are her weight which she is very self conscious about. She's also petrified of horses and her temper can get the best of her at times.
Personality: Colleen is quite bitter since her mom died. She doesn't trust a single soul. She comes off 'bitchy' and rude but she is very honest. She's usually negative and sarcastic. She mostly keeps to herself unless she feels threatened. She sometimes likes to pick fights and ALWAYS has to get the last word. Brooke's anger can get out of hand and is hard to control.
Colleen loves dogs, make-up, the ocean, and shopping. She also likes to read and write in her journal, and sometimes write short stories. She also enjoys cooking, which she is very good at. One of her favorite things to do is ice skate.
Sample RP:
Colleen walked to her beat up '95 mini van. The paint was peeling off left corner of the drivers side door as well as other various places, while the bumper hung on for dear life with duct tape. Colleen sighed before hopping into the drivers side. It was 6am and she was getting ready for her shift at the local convenience store that was a few miles away from her small house. She had chosen to live in Forks not only because it was a small population and there weren't many people to bother her, but also for the fact that the land was cheap as was the housing. She didn't know it yet, but she had more of a purpose then she could have ever imagined, she just didn't know it yet. Her house was small, and slightly run down, but it sheltered her and was cozy enough. Colleen wasn't too picky. She sighed as she put her coffee in the cup holder, steam came off the cup from the cold morning air. Colleen shuddered from the nippiness of the air before shutting the door. She sat there for a moment rubbing her palms together before putting the key in the ignition and turning it. As usual the car puttered for a moment and it took a couple of tries before it finally came to life.
She put the car in drive, and eased her foot on the gas. The car jerked forward and then clanked onward towards town. Colleen hated the morning shift, simply because of the fact that she loved sleep. She was the type of person that would sleep in til 3pm and have no problem with it. Colleen had not one friend. She was lonely, but she'd never admit it. She liked the privacy but she missed talking to her mother, missed her old friends from home that she lost touch with when her mother had died. Tears welled up in Colleen's eyes. She swallowed back the lump in her throat. Colleen never cried. Never. Her life was nothing but work. That was it. She literally had nothing to live for. She ate, slept, worked; and that was her life. Colleen finally pulled into the convenience store parking lot which was small, of course, and fixed her make-up. She walked in thinking that her life was boring, there was nothing exciting about her or life. But she would soon find she was oh so very wrong.
Character's Name: Colleen Dunbar (aka Collie)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Vampire Age: N/A
Category: Human (soon to be werewolf)
Character History: Colleen grew up at a horse farm where her mother trained horses. Her mother was known by horse trainers world wide, and was said to be able to tame even the most wild of equines. Colleen's mom was given a trouble stallion that was simply too wild for anyone to tame. Her mom wanted to rehabilitate him to refrain from having to put him down. But when a terrible accident causes Colleen to lose her mother when she was 17, Colleen was never the same again. Her father who was usually a chipper and happy man, became and alcoholic and was never there for Colleen. He lost his job and left Colleen to the cooking, cleaning, and working. Two years later, Colleen left her father and moved to Forks to get as far away from her father as she could, it was a small town with not much to do and not a lot of people. And that's how she wanted it.
Character Appearance: Colleen is about 5'5 and is pretty chubby. She has beautiful golden brown eyes that stick with her in wolf form as well. She is big breasted (which she hates). She has short dark brown hair with a tint of purple in it.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Colleen never lets anyone talk down to her, she always stands up for herself. She's a very strong person and can take care of herself. She is very strong minded and has amazing will power. Her weaknesses are her weight which she is very self conscious about. She's also petrified of horses and her temper can get the best of her at times.
Personality: Colleen is quite bitter since her mom died. She doesn't trust a single soul. She comes off 'bitchy' and rude but she is very honest. She's usually negative and sarcastic. She mostly keeps to herself unless she feels threatened. She sometimes likes to pick fights and ALWAYS has to get the last word. Brooke's anger can get out of hand and is hard to control.
Colleen loves dogs, make-up, the ocean, and shopping. She also likes to read and write in her journal, and sometimes write short stories. She also enjoys cooking, which she is very good at. One of her favorite things to do is ice skate.
Sample RP:
Colleen walked to her beat up '95 mini van. The paint was peeling off left corner of the drivers side door as well as other various places, while the bumper hung on for dear life with duct tape. Colleen sighed before hopping into the drivers side. It was 6am and she was getting ready for her shift at the local convenience store that was a few miles away from her small house. She had chosen to live in Forks not only because it was a small population and there weren't many people to bother her, but also for the fact that the land was cheap as was the housing. She didn't know it yet, but she had more of a purpose then she could have ever imagined, she just didn't know it yet. Her house was small, and slightly run down, but it sheltered her and was cozy enough. Colleen wasn't too picky. She sighed as she put her coffee in the cup holder, steam came off the cup from the cold morning air. Colleen shuddered from the nippiness of the air before shutting the door. She sat there for a moment rubbing her palms together before putting the key in the ignition and turning it. As usual the car puttered for a moment and it took a couple of tries before it finally came to life.
She put the car in drive, and eased her foot on the gas. The car jerked forward and then clanked onward towards town. Colleen hated the morning shift, simply because of the fact that she loved sleep. She was the type of person that would sleep in til 3pm and have no problem with it. Colleen had not one friend. She was lonely, but she'd never admit it. She liked the privacy but she missed talking to her mother, missed her old friends from home that she lost touch with when her mother had died. Tears welled up in Colleen's eyes. She swallowed back the lump in her throat. Colleen never cried. Never. Her life was nothing but work. That was it. She literally had nothing to live for. She ate, slept, worked; and that was her life. Colleen finally pulled into the convenience store parking lot which was small, of course, and fixed her make-up. She walked in thinking that her life was boring, there was nothing exciting about her or life. But she would soon find she was oh so very wrong.
