Post by serloria on Dec 21, 2010 14:34:21 GMT -5
[/size][/blockquote]Seloria Saige Mury
Character Play-by: Britney Spears
name: Seloria Saige Mury
age: 16
gender: female
orientation: straight, bi-courious
race: newborn vamp
birthplace: Cleveland, Georgia
current location: Forks Washington
occupation: none
personality: Seloria is a big missy prissy. She thinks that she is better than everyone else on earth and will only talk to those who she knows or likes. She is a big bratt and always has her nose stuck up into the air. She thinks that she is little miss perfect and that there is not a single flaw about her.
Though on the outside this rich daddy's girl is snobby and cold hearted once you get to know her its not so bad, hey she might actually compliment you. In her heart Seloria feels alone and unloved by everyone besides her father who has spoiled her to no end. Thanks to him she believes that she must have everything her way and if she don't get it be prepared to die. She can be very dangerious. She is easy to tick off and her bite is deffantly worse than her bark.
Seloria does have one soft spot though, and thats guys. If she is around a guy she likes she can seem like the perfect little angel that you always wanted to meet. Her entire deminor changes. She puts on a nice face and plays along until she gets him. She may be pretty, but she's a flat out bitch and heartbreaker. She has left evey man she has ever dated in the dust and crying. Each one pennieless afterwards.
detailed history:
fears: flaws, looking bad
strengths: her looks, strong headed, unrelenting
weaknesses: rude, snobby, stuck up, brown haired blue eyed boys
likes: being the prettiest, pink, boys, money
dislikes: prettier girls, war, color green, being chosen second best
facial appearance: Seloria has long, sholder lenght, dirty blode hair. This pretty hair contrasts perfectly with her naturaly taned skind. She has light baby blue eyes that could trap you in them for years.
clothing: Seloria likes to wear very skimpy things, most are plastered in pink and sparkles and very tight and short.
build: tall, skinny
marks/scars: nope
species appearance:
powers:
your name: Kylie
age: 13
how long have you been roleplaying?: 4 years
how did you find us?: WCRPG
codeword: Eclispe
roleplay sample:Valerie, a 15 year old shortie, sat in a swing. Her feet barley touched the ground. Her eyes were sheilded against the glare of the moon. Sighing she gave the ground a little 'kick' to get her swing moving. The air was still and quite, not a bird chirped. It disturbed her, the quiet that is. She looked from side to side as the glow of the full moon illuminated the world in a dark grey tone. The park was a bit secluted, off to its self. She loved it here, it was the only place she could do her work. In her case 'work' would not consist of homework, but of the razor in her bag and the itch of her blooding skin. Unfortunatly, though, on this night she had left her bag at home. Grunting in dissappointment she leaned back. Watching as the stars moved accross her vision. It was chilly, or at least to a human it would have been, but Valerie seemed not to notice. She had on nothing but a short sleved shirt and a pair of her blue jeans. Getting bord she hoped out of the moving swing and into the woods. The trees around her were enormous, towering over her small and skinny frame. The glow of the moon set the shadows to danceing around her like ghost in the night.
Frowning she sat down. The log she had chosen was cold and rotten. She sighed once again, her face was blank. Giving a slight sniffel she tried to hold back a sob, this was the exact night she had personally killed her father. She could see it in her mind, the cops, the arguement, the change. It played over and over in her mind.
*FLASHBACK!!*
It had been a fairly good day, her classes had went well and she had talked to a boy she liked. When she got home her mother had been cooking, Shepards Pie, her favorite. A big smile on her face she sat down at the table. Simple enough. Then everything went to hell. Her father came into the house, drunker than a skunk. He smelt of wiskey and stripers. Mother had always been afraid of him, tonight was no different. She huddled as far from him as possible. Then for no reason he slaped her, his excuse was that she had laughed at him. She knew different. Jumping up from the table she had skidded to a stop between the two. He looked at her with disgust and made to put her in her place as well. Thats when she turned, her body not exactly shifting but in other words transformed into the body of a wolf. Without wanting to she had lept for his thoat. Ripping it to pieces, kiling him instantly. Then she was once again human in her body but her mind was still savage. Her black dress was stain in red with her fathers blood and her mother was still huddled in the cornor crying.
*To the present*
Valerie couldn't help it any longer, she broke into a full out cry.
