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Post by ARIEL SOLVENTI on Aug 17, 2012 0:12:54 GMT -5
Name:
Ariel Nicole Solventi
Age:
20
Gender:
Female
Species:
Scalavi
Group:
Slave
Appearance:
Eye color;; Amethyst
Hair color;; Blonde
Height;; 5ft 6in
Build;; Slender
Personality:
On the surface Ariel appears to be a rather quiet and reserved young lady. She keeps to herself most of the time and can be found reading books or writing in a journal. She loves to be adventurous and try many new things. She can be very social and friendly in the right atmosphere. She has her flaws as well, she is very blunt at times and impatient. She often talks to herself when shes deep in thought. And she has a large fear of snakes. ALSO....she has a temper equal to an italian house wife with the mouth to match it. Although she does not get mad often.
History:
Ariel grew up as a very quiet child. She was the daughter of two teachers who never really even acted like they had a child. When she was 13 Ariel began to cut herself and once attempted to commit suicide. Because of that her parents were planning to send her away to a psychiatric hospital. So she ran away when she was 14 only to be sold into slavery to vampires.
RP Sample:
A young woman ran through the grass. Her dark curls were pulled back in a messy bun with some strands falling free into her face. Her form was covered by a pair of black running pants and a black spegetti strap top with a blue jacket tied around her waist. Her black running shoes crunched the plants beneath her feet. A light coat of swet colored her face and chest.
Aden's breathing was rather erratic right now as she paced herself. She stopped by a nearby tree to catch her breath and to get a drink of water. The cool night air floated through the nearly empty area. A few beings were out an about although none were really distinguishable. It was into the late hours of the night. Perhaps eleven or twelve to be more certain. The slave girl had decided to go out for a run to clear her mind.
She cold feel her heart pounding in her chest as her amethyst orbs looked around the lush grounds. This was the few moments in the day that she was allowed out of her quarters aside to feed her master. She was being kept under strict watch as she was out and about not that she really noticed it anymore. A shiny silver tag hung around her neck on a leather choaker. A symbol much like a collar for that of a dog. She was no more than livestock in this world now. And she hated every moment of it.
Other:
Attire: She often has on a short flowly white or black dress with thigh high black stockings and boots. Her hair is often down in their natural wavy texture.
Likes: Reading; Music; Dancing; Sweets
Dislikes: Angry people; Failing; Being Alone
Fears; Death; Snakes; The Dark
Your name &+ Playby:
Acia
Playby: Candice Accola |
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Post by MIEP on Aug 17, 2012 0:23:56 GMT -5
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