Post by kea on Apr 18, 2008 16:40:22 GMT -5
about you.
name: Kara!
age: Sixteen.
years roleplaying: Will be two this coming summer.
password: Fate Elevator.
basics.
character's full name: Hayley Americus Horton.
birthday/age: Will be sixteen on the 5th of January.
gender: Female.
hair color: Naturally a light brown. Currently a fiery red. Always changing.
eye color: Green.
height: Four feet, and 11 and 3/4 inches.
weight: 98 pounds.
in depth.
appearance:
___________________________
She has the slightest gap between her front teeth, but still has a beautiful smile. She has green eyes, but they still reflect the ocean. Her hair is flambouyant because she'd rather you hate her for who she is, than love who she's not. She has a rather large mouth, the better to be heard with. She's short because her god and savior made her that way. She's small in size, which is all the better to kick some ass.
Hayley is beautiful, if you look passed all of her, so called, flaws. And beyond the beauty beneath the flaws is a personality that can grab hold of you heart. Depending upon how you treat her, she may cradle your heart. Or juice it.
personality:
Hayley likes to describe herself as a young woman with wit, and an air of sophistication. Others like to use the term bitch. Or snob, if they fear dirty words. Hayley can be hated or loved. There is no in between for her. She has her enemies, her lovers, and her admirers. She's never honestly had a friend. This is without choice, of course.
She was too daring, and too different for the taste of many. Truly, she just hates people who don't want to give her, the real her, a chance. No one wants to hear the melody she's humming or strumming. No one ever takes the time to read the lyrics she writes. A figure of speech and more. Once given a chance, an oppurtunity, she's open and a great amusement and joy to be around.
likes:
•» Writing.
•» Reading.
•» Music.
•» Sunlight.
•» Laughter.
dislikes:
•» Storms.
•» Being told she's too young, too short, or too much of anything.
•» Anger.
•» People who hold back.
•» Losing.
history.
parents: Cara and Alec Horton.
siblings: Hayley was meant to have a little brother around the time of her thirteenth birthday. Her mother carried the baby for around four months until she grew ill, and was rushed to the hospital. A few days later she came home, better, but without a baby.
other relatives: A grandmother in Ontario, Canada. An aunt and a step uncle who share a few children in Ohio. Other than that, There are little or no other members of the Horton clan.
history:
Hayley was raised in a loving home. A mother who gave her as much care and love that she could spare. And a father who, when he was not working, spent plenty of time teaching her about what was right and what was wrong, how to treat others, and how to be a good person. Her life has been ordinary. She strides for that happy ending so many of us hope to experience.
roleplay sample.
how did you discover the site? A mysterious private message from (I believe) the owner, on another site.
name: Kara!
age: Sixteen.
years roleplaying: Will be two this coming summer.
password: Fate Elevator.
basics.
character's full name: Hayley Americus Horton.
birthday/age: Will be sixteen on the 5th of January.
gender: Female.
hair color: Naturally a light brown. Currently a fiery red. Always changing.
eye color: Green.
height: Four feet, and 11 and 3/4 inches.
weight: 98 pounds.
in depth.
appearance:
___________________________
She has the slightest gap between her front teeth, but still has a beautiful smile. She has green eyes, but they still reflect the ocean. Her hair is flambouyant because she'd rather you hate her for who she is, than love who she's not. She has a rather large mouth, the better to be heard with. She's short because her god and savior made her that way. She's small in size, which is all the better to kick some ass.
Hayley is beautiful, if you look passed all of her, so called, flaws. And beyond the beauty beneath the flaws is a personality that can grab hold of you heart. Depending upon how you treat her, she may cradle your heart. Or juice it.
personality:
Hayley likes to describe herself as a young woman with wit, and an air of sophistication. Others like to use the term bitch. Or snob, if they fear dirty words. Hayley can be hated or loved. There is no in between for her. She has her enemies, her lovers, and her admirers. She's never honestly had a friend. This is without choice, of course.
She was too daring, and too different for the taste of many. Truly, she just hates people who don't want to give her, the real her, a chance. No one wants to hear the melody she's humming or strumming. No one ever takes the time to read the lyrics she writes. A figure of speech and more. Once given a chance, an oppurtunity, she's open and a great amusement and joy to be around.
likes:
•» Writing.
•» Reading.
•» Music.
•» Sunlight.
•» Laughter.
dislikes:
•» Storms.
•» Being told she's too young, too short, or too much of anything.
•» Anger.
•» People who hold back.
•» Losing.
history.
parents: Cara and Alec Horton.
siblings: Hayley was meant to have a little brother around the time of her thirteenth birthday. Her mother carried the baby for around four months until she grew ill, and was rushed to the hospital. A few days later she came home, better, but without a baby.
other relatives: A grandmother in Ontario, Canada. An aunt and a step uncle who share a few children in Ohio. Other than that, There are little or no other members of the Horton clan.
history:
Hayley was raised in a loving home. A mother who gave her as much care and love that she could spare. And a father who, when he was not working, spent plenty of time teaching her about what was right and what was wrong, how to treat others, and how to be a good person. Her life has been ordinary. She strides for that happy ending so many of us hope to experience.
roleplay sample.
"Hmm," He mused, rubbing his chin. "Could be. Where were you on the night of the twenty-first of May, 2041?" He quirked an eyebrow, able to keep a straight face through his joke.
"Nah, man. I just don't see you anymore. We've gone from seeing each other, day to day, as brothers. Now, suddenly we see each other every other day as professor and pupil. Odd, you know? Thought I'd come down here, discover the problems in your life and figure which one of us if more fucked over." He turned to look at his brother.
Jackson had inherited the traditional dark hair, while Corvus had inherited the blonde hair of a distant odd ball relative. The two shared eye color though. And mouth shape, if you paid attention long enough. "So, answer the questions. You can forget about the twenty-first of may, though." He chuckled.
how did you discover the site? A mysterious private message from (I believe) the owner, on another site.
