Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 2, 2012 14:53:42 GMT -5
ambrosia lynn
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Who are you?
What do you look like?
[/size] .X. Who are you?
- Name:: Ambrosia Lynn Remedy
- Gender:: Female
- Human or Zombie:: Human
- Age:: 17
What do you look like?
- Eye Color:: Green
- Hair Color:: Reddish
- Skin Color:: Fair
- Height:: 5'7''
- Weight:: 131
- Brief Description of Appearance:: Strawberry blonde hair pairs perfectly with her mist green eyes. Hair curling at the ends and worn in pigtails gives her the look of a young girl. Although she is taller and rather skinny, she still has a feminine shape. She can normally be seen wearing various outfits depending on the season, bust she typically sticks to her black hoodie paired with a white shirt and skinny jeans. Her footwear also changes, but she managed to find a pair of black boots that she absolutely adores. She can usually be seen wearing these.
- Picture::
How are you different?
- Personality:: People who are judgemental would say that redheads are typically more daring and temperamental. This description fits Ambrosia well. The girl has quite the attitude, strong opinions, and a fire that is well kept inside her heart. At first glance, she's innocent, young, and may come off as a bit ignorant and naive. Although she tends to be many things, she tries not to be a bad person. At least not to other humans.
- History:: In the first years, Ambrosia was a normal child. Her parents loved her to death. Times were changing rapidly, however, and her father let her in on a little secret.
"Now if I tell you this, you have to PROMISE not to tell your mother."
A sentence like that is appetizing to any normal child. Curiousity overcame the then 7-year-old girl, and she promised. Crossing her heart as her father told her to, she was led down into the basement level of their home. Her father made great use of their time alone, explaining to her what he thought was going to happen. In a way, he was testing his child to see if she had the ability to comprehend what he was saying and not run away terror stricken. Sure enough, she stayed, satisfying her curiousity and learning many a new thing about her father. For the years after that, she clung to his words. Believing everything he had said.
A few years later, her mother passed away from a strange illness. She and her father moved away to another town, trying to leave the past behind. Now thirtteen, she was old enough to go through her father's idea of training. He didn't have to work hard to get her into shape, she was an athletic girl in the beginning. Instead he tried to strengthen her mind and intelligence, puzzles, codes, riddles, whatever he could. Afterward, at age sixteen, he taught her one of the most important things she know the this date...
How to make explosives. The girl was a firebug to begin with, playing with bonfires, swiping matches, burning food just to see what would happen. Her dad thought it was only appropriate for the coming times. She slowly learned how to make and use bombs to the best of her ability. Shortly after, her dad had a heart attack. Onward came the hordes of zombies, most of which she didn't hesitate to bring a flame to.
Who is behind your face?[/size]
- Your Name:: Pandaaa
- Nicknames:: Anything:)
- Age:: 16
- RP Experience:: Tons
- RP Sample:: Checkout other appys... or other such posts on the site.
