[M:-3500]
Post by Charity Flint on Nov 20, 2009 11:16:37 GMT -4
Your name: Jaelle/Tianna
Character's Name (Nicknames): Kneela Sanders. Nickname. Sniper.
Gender: Female
Age: Appears 22, real age is 237
If you are a vampire, what year was your character actually born in? 1772
Category (Veggie Vampire/Wild Vampire/Human/Werewolf): Veggie Vampire
Character History:
Character Appearance:As soon as she was born almost her father died in the revolution. Her motehr rasied her alone with her younger brother, who died of a plague. Kneela's mother soon died after leaving her alone. She left, searching for her father. Hoping to find her home. Her last place of searching ended in Austrailia, where she was found, almost dead out in the dessert. A woman, by the Name of Mirela foudn her and took her in. She trained Kneela. Teaching her ways to defend herself, attack when necessary. Over the years, Mirela told Kneela she would change her, when she was ready. She saw great power in her and knew she could do great things.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths- strong willed, never gives up, adrenaline junkie
Weakness- temper, shoes, love
Personality: Kind of quiet and keeps to herself. Shes a rule breaker when it comes to doing something dangerous
How is your character related to the story? Kneela is new to forks, but is a new intern at the police station. Kneela wnats tog et to know the town well and feels this way will make her known well by everyone. She loves meeting new people, and also heard that vampires and shapeshifters also live in the area. Kneela feels she strongly belongs there and hopes ot maybe find some place she can fit it.
Sample of your RP-ing skills: (2+ paragraphs)
Maeve ran through the woods at light speed. Twigs breaking under her thunder of a stomp, branches falling from the trees as she swing from one to the other.
She stopped quick listening for the voice again.
"This way" It whispered with the wind. She wondered if the others were concered about her. She was a wonderer, her choices were ehr own. she would'nt fit in with a family anyway.
Turning back towards the voice, She tightened her laces on her boots and began again.
Arms pumping at her sides, different scents wavered around her, making her somewhat dizzy, but she kept at it. She was out of Washington now atleast a hundred miles.
Maeve slowed her pace. Her head began to hurt; was she imagining the voice? was it real? The wind danced around her as if it were pulling her.
"Almost there" the voice said again.
Shaking off the sickening feeling, she took in a deep breath taking speed one more time until she couldn't run anymore.
about 3 hours later, Maeve had reached her maximum. She leaned against a large oak tree. She fell to her knees, her head becoming unbarable.
"Whats happening!" She yelled. She hadn't heard the voice for a while, and the feeling of it being her imagination was beginning to take over.
Maeve looked around tyring to catch any scent at all, but nothing came. Her vision started to blurr. Something was wrong, but she was to weak to know.
"Your alright Maeve" The voice said.
"How am I alright?" she asked. "I cant see, my head is pounding. im becoming weak." "Whats happening to me?"
The voice was silent. "What's happeing to...." Maeve was to weak to speak. her vision finally failing her, and she blacked out.
"You should have listened to me" The voice said. They lifted her up and brought her to a safe place."I'll watch over you. Until your ready"
Character's Name (Nicknames): Kneela Sanders. Nickname. Sniper.
Gender: Female
Age: Appears 22, real age is 237
If you are a vampire, what year was your character actually born in? 1772
Category (Veggie Vampire/Wild Vampire/Human/Werewolf): Veggie Vampire
Character History:
Character Appearance:As soon as she was born almost her father died in the revolution. Her motehr rasied her alone with her younger brother, who died of a plague. Kneela's mother soon died after leaving her alone. She left, searching for her father. Hoping to find her home. Her last place of searching ended in Austrailia, where she was found, almost dead out in the dessert. A woman, by the Name of Mirela foudn her and took her in. She trained Kneela. Teaching her ways to defend herself, attack when necessary. Over the years, Mirela told Kneela she would change her, when she was ready. She saw great power in her and knew she could do great things.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths- strong willed, never gives up, adrenaline junkie
Weakness- temper, shoes, love
Personality: Kind of quiet and keeps to herself. Shes a rule breaker when it comes to doing something dangerous
How is your character related to the story? Kneela is new to forks, but is a new intern at the police station. Kneela wnats tog et to know the town well and feels this way will make her known well by everyone. She loves meeting new people, and also heard that vampires and shapeshifters also live in the area. Kneela feels she strongly belongs there and hopes ot maybe find some place she can fit it.
Sample of your RP-ing skills: (2+ paragraphs)
Maeve ran through the woods at light speed. Twigs breaking under her thunder of a stomp, branches falling from the trees as she swing from one to the other.
She stopped quick listening for the voice again.
"This way" It whispered with the wind. She wondered if the others were concered about her. She was a wonderer, her choices were ehr own. she would'nt fit in with a family anyway.
Turning back towards the voice, She tightened her laces on her boots and began again.
Arms pumping at her sides, different scents wavered around her, making her somewhat dizzy, but she kept at it. She was out of Washington now atleast a hundred miles.
Maeve slowed her pace. Her head began to hurt; was she imagining the voice? was it real? The wind danced around her as if it were pulling her.
"Almost there" the voice said again.
Shaking off the sickening feeling, she took in a deep breath taking speed one more time until she couldn't run anymore.
about 3 hours later, Maeve had reached her maximum. She leaned against a large oak tree. She fell to her knees, her head becoming unbarable.
"Whats happening!" She yelled. She hadn't heard the voice for a while, and the feeling of it being her imagination was beginning to take over.
Maeve looked around tyring to catch any scent at all, but nothing came. Her vision started to blurr. Something was wrong, but she was to weak to know.
"Your alright Maeve" The voice said.
"How am I alright?" she asked. "I cant see, my head is pounding. im becoming weak." "Whats happening to me?"
The voice was silent. "What's happeing to...." Maeve was to weak to speak. her vision finally failing her, and she blacked out.
"You should have listened to me" The voice said. They lifted her up and brought her to a safe place."I'll watch over you. Until your ready"
