Post by emmi on Jan 13, 2008 10:36:07 GMT -5
About You
Name:Carey Lynn
Age: Old enough to know better: ) Over 18
RP experience: about 8 years
RP sample{at least 5 sentances}:
"Maybe we should get you out of here," Zerrus said, glancing back at the man. "The one who poisoned you left, but I think that may be his friend, over there." He indicated the man with a slight movement of his head.
Turning her gaze towards the man, Emmi tried to make out a face but couldn't. Turning to Bree, she gave her a speaking look and leaned heavily upon a table. Hoping against hope that Bree would understand and help her get the hell out of there, she opened her mouth to say something when another figure appeared.
Curse stepped out into the light, his green eyes darting between the people involved in what was happening at the bar. "Let me see her glass," he reached out for the glass that they had been smelling, tapping into his magic and waving his hand over it to test it for poisons. He raised an eyebrow, looking up at the blond-haired junior auror. "It's like I taught you nothing." He turned to Bree and the other man that he didn't recognize (Zerrus), adressing them; "St. Mungo's would be best. Bree, make sure she gets help from someone you know. There aren't many you can trust if you want an auror treated. I can't go unless she really needs it." He glanced over at Emmi again, looking over her once more. If Curse didn't get away from the Leaky Cauldron, the situation would be beyond damage control. Of all the bad timing...
Glaring savagely at the auror, Emmi felt anger flood her once more. Dizziness scattered her common sense as she found the perfect target for her fury.
"Yeah, Kameren. I'm just the drop out, remember? I guess I proved Alex right this time didn't I? I did this to myself just to make things even more uncomfortable for you...... " She slurred in a drunken manner. "Good Lord knows that Curse Kameren doesn't need anyone but himself and heaven forbid anyone actually CARE about the poor sod."
Pushing herself recklessly away from the table, she continued.
"BIG BAD CURSE KAMEREN. To think I looked up to you..... Wanted to be just like you...... "
Snorting, the young auror poked at him with a finger. With the poison flooding her system, she was ruthless in her fury. All inhibitation left her as her emotions took over. Although she really wasn't angry at HIM, she was sick and tired of everyone hiding facts from her and treating her as if she couldn't tell the difference between black and white.
"Someday, you are going to regret locking yourself away in your little shell. Someday you are going to regret not appreciating those around you. Yeah... I screwed up tonight but that doesn't mean I am idiot..."
Reaching up shakily, she yanked on a lock of his white hair.
"Your not so perfect either....... I seem to remember helping you once too when you let your guard down....."
Whirling on her heel, the blond took a step and then crumpled to the ground.
Do you need help with getting started? Just a bit more background on the theme.
Your Character
Name:Emmilynn Rose Douglas *AKA EMMI*
Age:17
Birthday: Sept 22
Gender: Female
Grade:Junior
Origin: Kansas, USA
Parents: Gabriel Douglas, Father
Siblings: Talon Douglas, brother
Other: None known at this point
Appearance:
Emmi is a slender but well rounded young lady who keeps herself in fit form. At 5'6" and 130 lbs, she is athletic, smart and quick as a cat. With a flowing mass of blond hair and diamond like blue eyes, she knows she is pretty but prefers to downplay it in hopes of being taken seriously as a fighter. A bit of a rebel, she dresses in low slung jeans and crop tops or leather pants with form fitting shirts. She hates anything that hinders her movements and prefers her hair up in ponytails. Her most identifying mark is a metalic dragon tatoo on the small of her back.
{Celeb}Picture: Katie Cassidy
Likes:
*About any kind of Music except Classical
*dancing
*sword fighting
*chocolate
*animals
*movies
*M&M's
*Loyal friends
*books
*honesty
*has a weakness for tough guys
*romantic gestures
*intelligent debates
*horses, riding
Dislikes:
*Treacherous people
*Dishonesty
*fools
*Backstabbers
*spiders
*arrogant people
*being told she CAN"T do something
*being seen as weak
*fussy girls
*being out of control
*disloyalty
*bullies
Talents:
*a darn good fighter in hand to hand combat
*a heck of a dancer
Strengths:
*Loyal to a fault
*Honest
*Cat like grace while fighting
*Intelligent
*trustworthy
Weaknesses:
*Sometimes is to loyal. Refuses to see the bad in someone if she truly cares about them
*A bit of a hothead when her dander is up
*tends to jump before she thinks
*Her desire to prove herself worthy makes her stretch beyond her strength and can leave her drained.
*Not one to back down, even when she probably should.
Power(s):
*Second Sight
*invisiblity
*Cat like reflexes
Life goals/ Ambitions:
To fight the evil of the world and be of service to mankind. Someday hopes to have her own family with someone who can handle her.
Other{fav/worst memories, habits, fears, regrets, etc.}:
Emmi has several bad habits but most are harmless. A fun loving young lady, Emmi can be a bit reckless and tends to act before thinking. She is also a bit sarcastic with a dry sense of humor that can drive her friends nuts. She also has this gift for seeing through the toughest facade and getting right to the thick of things. She hates having her space invaded and her worst memory is the time her brother found her journal and read all about her crush on his best friend. Luckily, she has out grown that and moved on to greener pastures.
History:
Emmi's mother died at her birth and she grew up with her father and older brother. As the youngest child and the only girl, she was exposed early on to fighting and the daily hardship of living with magical abilities. Determined not to be seen as weak, she immediately threw herself into physical training and learned hand to hand combat from both the males in her family. Her second sight made its first appearance at age 6 when she picked up a coat from a street corner and and had the horrific vision of a young girl being killed. Shaken, she had hurried home, telling no one only to hear the news a week later about a young girls body being found in the same situation she had seen. From that day on, she learned to dread her visions while striving to help those she saw. She was grateful for the oppurtunity to attend a school where there were others like her and drives herself to be the best she can be. *no pun intended!: ) *
Did you read the rules? YUP
Name:Carey Lynn
Age: Old enough to know better: ) Over 18
RP experience: about 8 years
RP sample{at least 5 sentances}:
emmi said:
Thankful for both their support but unwilling to show to much weakness, Emmi pushed away from the pair. Swaying a bit on her feet, the young auror tried to clear her mind and compile facts. However, the potion has slowed her down considerable and she fought the fog."Maybe we should get you out of here," Zerrus said, glancing back at the man. "The one who poisoned you left, but I think that may be his friend, over there." He indicated the man with a slight movement of his head.
Turning her gaze towards the man, Emmi tried to make out a face but couldn't. Turning to Bree, she gave her a speaking look and leaned heavily upon a table. Hoping against hope that Bree would understand and help her get the hell out of there, she opened her mouth to say something when another figure appeared.
Curse stepped out into the light, his green eyes darting between the people involved in what was happening at the bar. "Let me see her glass," he reached out for the glass that they had been smelling, tapping into his magic and waving his hand over it to test it for poisons. He raised an eyebrow, looking up at the blond-haired junior auror. "It's like I taught you nothing." He turned to Bree and the other man that he didn't recognize (Zerrus), adressing them; "St. Mungo's would be best. Bree, make sure she gets help from someone you know. There aren't many you can trust if you want an auror treated. I can't go unless she really needs it." He glanced over at Emmi again, looking over her once more. If Curse didn't get away from the Leaky Cauldron, the situation would be beyond damage control. Of all the bad timing...
Glaring savagely at the auror, Emmi felt anger flood her once more. Dizziness scattered her common sense as she found the perfect target for her fury.
"Yeah, Kameren. I'm just the drop out, remember? I guess I proved Alex right this time didn't I? I did this to myself just to make things even more uncomfortable for you...... " She slurred in a drunken manner. "Good Lord knows that Curse Kameren doesn't need anyone but himself and heaven forbid anyone actually CARE about the poor sod."
Pushing herself recklessly away from the table, she continued.
"BIG BAD CURSE KAMEREN. To think I looked up to you..... Wanted to be just like you...... "
Snorting, the young auror poked at him with a finger. With the poison flooding her system, she was ruthless in her fury. All inhibitation left her as her emotions took over. Although she really wasn't angry at HIM, she was sick and tired of everyone hiding facts from her and treating her as if she couldn't tell the difference between black and white.
"Someday, you are going to regret locking yourself away in your little shell. Someday you are going to regret not appreciating those around you. Yeah... I screwed up tonight but that doesn't mean I am idiot..."
Reaching up shakily, she yanked on a lock of his white hair.
"Your not so perfect either....... I seem to remember helping you once too when you let your guard down....."
Whirling on her heel, the blond took a step and then crumpled to the ground.
Do you need help with getting started? Just a bit more background on the theme.
Your Character
Name:Emmilynn Rose Douglas *AKA EMMI*
Age:17
Birthday: Sept 22
Gender: Female
Grade:Junior
Origin: Kansas, USA
Parents: Gabriel Douglas, Father
Siblings: Talon Douglas, brother
Other: None known at this point
Appearance:
Emmi is a slender but well rounded young lady who keeps herself in fit form. At 5'6" and 130 lbs, she is athletic, smart and quick as a cat. With a flowing mass of blond hair and diamond like blue eyes, she knows she is pretty but prefers to downplay it in hopes of being taken seriously as a fighter. A bit of a rebel, she dresses in low slung jeans and crop tops or leather pants with form fitting shirts. She hates anything that hinders her movements and prefers her hair up in ponytails. Her most identifying mark is a metalic dragon tatoo on the small of her back.
{Celeb}Picture: Katie Cassidy
Likes:
*About any kind of Music except Classical
*dancing
*sword fighting
*chocolate
*animals
*movies
*M&M's
*Loyal friends
*books
*honesty
*has a weakness for tough guys
*romantic gestures
*intelligent debates
*horses, riding
Dislikes:
*Treacherous people
*Dishonesty
*fools
*Backstabbers
*spiders
*arrogant people
*being told she CAN"T do something
*being seen as weak
*fussy girls
*being out of control
*disloyalty
*bullies
Talents:
*a darn good fighter in hand to hand combat
*a heck of a dancer
Strengths:
*Loyal to a fault
*Honest
*Cat like grace while fighting
*Intelligent
*trustworthy
Weaknesses:
*Sometimes is to loyal. Refuses to see the bad in someone if she truly cares about them
*A bit of a hothead when her dander is up
*tends to jump before she thinks
*Her desire to prove herself worthy makes her stretch beyond her strength and can leave her drained.
*Not one to back down, even when she probably should.
Power(s):
*Second Sight
*invisiblity
*Cat like reflexes
Life goals/ Ambitions:
To fight the evil of the world and be of service to mankind. Someday hopes to have her own family with someone who can handle her.
Other{fav/worst memories, habits, fears, regrets, etc.}:
Emmi has several bad habits but most are harmless. A fun loving young lady, Emmi can be a bit reckless and tends to act before thinking. She is also a bit sarcastic with a dry sense of humor that can drive her friends nuts. She also has this gift for seeing through the toughest facade and getting right to the thick of things. She hates having her space invaded and her worst memory is the time her brother found her journal and read all about her crush on his best friend. Luckily, she has out grown that and moved on to greener pastures.
History:
Emmi's mother died at her birth and she grew up with her father and older brother. As the youngest child and the only girl, she was exposed early on to fighting and the daily hardship of living with magical abilities. Determined not to be seen as weak, she immediately threw herself into physical training and learned hand to hand combat from both the males in her family. Her second sight made its first appearance at age 6 when she picked up a coat from a street corner and and had the horrific vision of a young girl being killed. Shaken, she had hurried home, telling no one only to hear the news a week later about a young girls body being found in the same situation she had seen. From that day on, she learned to dread her visions while striving to help those she saw. She was grateful for the oppurtunity to attend a school where there were others like her and drives herself to be the best she can be. *no pun intended!: ) *
Did you read the rules? YUP
