Post by Nerak on Aug 22, 2011 20:44:39 GMT -5
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Who are you?
What do you look like?
How are you different?
Who is behind your face?
[/size] Who are you?
- Name: Rena
- Gender: female
- Human or Zombie: Human
What do you look like?
- eye color: grey
- Hair color: Black
- Skin tone: Pale
- Age:16
- Height: 5'3''
- Weight: 118 lbs
- Summary of appearance: Usually wears all black, and wears knee high black boots that she always has a dagger hidden in. She usually has her hair down but occasionally will put it in a high ponytail. shes pretty pale but can pull it off
How are you different?
- Personality: Rena is usually nice and kind hearted... until you get on her bad side. whenever someone talks about her family or so much as even brings the topic up she goes haywire. she may look innocent but she can really pack a punch and can hold her liquor. She doesn't necessarily like fighting, but she does what she has to to survive.
- History: she was raised by her mother and father and had a very close relationship with them until three days before her tenth birthday, her parents were murdered brutally. She refuses to talk about that night and holds a grudge against anyone who tries to get her to.
Who is behind your face?
- Your Name: Karen
- Nicknames: Nerak
- Age: 16
- RP Experience: I'd say about 3-4 years
- RP Sample: “Delray! Brake’s over! Back to work!” With a sigh, the 16 year old gathered his leftovers, put them in his bag and stood up from underneath the tree he had been sitting under. He walked back toward the brown building where he worked as a wood crafter. He opened the old wooden door and hung his bag on a rack just inside. “Good. You’re back. I need more birds carved for the festival.”
“Okay.” Delray walked over to the table where his knife was laying and picked up a chunk of wood. “Hey, Trevon, how many do we need?” He started hacking away at the piece.
“As many as we can get, my boy. There’s sure to be many people at the carnival. Only comes around once a year, don’t you know?” The older man started rambling on about old stories of the carnival and its meanings although Delray had already heard these stories countless times.
