Post by Administrator on Nov 3, 2010 19:55:45 GMT -4
Name: Selemander
Character's Name: Jane Volturi
How far have you gotten into the series?: All the way through ♥
How often would you be able to participate in the RPG?: Often
If you are not selected for this character, who else would you like to be?: No one, really. :]
Is there any particular reason for choosing this character? I knew we needed her and she's a betch, so I think I could play her well.
Are you planning on creating an original character? Already have a few originals, actually. :]
What characters are you currently playing, if any? Sellie, Brenden, Krathe, Dixie
Sample of Writing (2+ Paragraphs):
Pitiful, mindless creatures. That's the thought that passed through her mind, among other things as she kept her ruby red gaze on the monsters below. There was a difference between herself and them. These things had been made for a purpose and all her mind screamed at her was that little annoying human who wasn't affected by her power. Of course, she couldn't be sure, but the thought of that human made her marble skin crawl. The blood reeked in her nostrils from the chaos below as she watched them wreak havoc on their food. The smell of gasoline and burning metal was evident, their snarls at one another as they fought over the few morsels their one track minds had taken down. They could be doing something plenty better with their time.
Not as if they knew that. The creator had seen to it that the ones picked were the most foul, brain stricken lot that someone could get their hands on. Folding her arms over her petite frame, she turned away from the scene below. Since they were too involved in making a mess than who it was that could be watching them. Filthy newborns. She could have easily gone and killed every single one of them and none of them would be the wiser. An evil smirk made a way to her polished lips, her red optics humored. She would see what they were made for. What exactly their purpose was here in the northwest region. And she wouldn't have to waste a single ounce of energy when she took the backseat and enjoyed the ride.
Character's Name: Jane Volturi
How far have you gotten into the series?: All the way through ♥
How often would you be able to participate in the RPG?: Often
If you are not selected for this character, who else would you like to be?: No one, really. :]
Is there any particular reason for choosing this character? I knew we needed her and she's a betch, so I think I could play her well.
Are you planning on creating an original character? Already have a few originals, actually. :]
What characters are you currently playing, if any? Sellie, Brenden, Krathe, Dixie
Sample of Writing (2+ Paragraphs):
Pitiful, mindless creatures. That's the thought that passed through her mind, among other things as she kept her ruby red gaze on the monsters below. There was a difference between herself and them. These things had been made for a purpose and all her mind screamed at her was that little annoying human who wasn't affected by her power. Of course, she couldn't be sure, but the thought of that human made her marble skin crawl. The blood reeked in her nostrils from the chaos below as she watched them wreak havoc on their food. The smell of gasoline and burning metal was evident, their snarls at one another as they fought over the few morsels their one track minds had taken down. They could be doing something plenty better with their time.
Not as if they knew that. The creator had seen to it that the ones picked were the most foul, brain stricken lot that someone could get their hands on. Folding her arms over her petite frame, she turned away from the scene below. Since they were too involved in making a mess than who it was that could be watching them. Filthy newborns. She could have easily gone and killed every single one of them and none of them would be the wiser. An evil smirk made a way to her polished lips, her red optics humored. She would see what they were made for. What exactly their purpose was here in the northwest region. And she wouldn't have to waste a single ounce of energy when she took the backseat and enjoyed the ride.
