Post by Ava Moore on Jul 17, 2009 17:08:26 GMT -5
( AVANGELINEMARIEMOORE )
( BEHINDTHESCREEN )
( BEHINDTHESCREEN )
NAME: Annmarie
NICKNAMES: Ann
AGE: 16
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: n/a
( THEBASICS )
NAME: Avangeline Marie Moore. She was named so because her mother liked the name Avangeline and wanted it to be a different spelling. Marie is her mother's middle name.
NICKNAMES: Ava, Angel
AGE: 24
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: 4/19
SCHOOL: None
OCCUPATION: Kills for pay and works at the local motel
GANG: JACKO'S
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: STRAIGHT
ETHNICITY: Caucasian
( THEAPPEARANCE )
FACE: Ali Landry
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 139
HAIR&EYE COLOR: Blonde with an underside of brown; Brown eyes
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Always wears a cowgirl hat, boots, and is usually in jeans.
( THEPERSONALITY )
• Stubborn - It's hard to change this girl's mind once it's made up.
• Out-spoken - She isn't afraid to speak her mind.
• Patient - She' knows how to wait and will patiently wait till the time is right.
• Hot-headed - Though she is patient, with people her temper flares easily.
• Smart - She likes to solve puzzles and knows when her time has come to go.
LIKES: beer, control, roses, guns, and men
DISLIKES: disrespect, disobedience, weeds, being drunk, and losing
STRENGTHS: stubborn, smarts, and patience
WEAKNESSES: men, beer, and parties
( THEHISTORY )
• Birth - She was born to the home of a drunk father and a scared mother.
• 11 - She ran away and was found by the Jacko's
• 13 - She was given her first gun and learned how to shoot without even looking.
• 19 - She killed her first victim that was human.
• 1 - She became leader of the Jacko's???
PARENTS: Amy Moore/39/Unknown/Mother/Denounced
Sam Moore/41/Unknown/Father/Denounced
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER FAMILY: None
( &ETCETERA )
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:Ixchel walked around, enjoying the somewhat quiet of the afternoon in the park. The birds were singing and the sun was nice and warm on her back, not too hot but not too cold either. There was even a nice breeze flowing through the air. The sky was a cloudless blue and reminded her of the vast ocean, always blue but suddenly gray and stormy.
It was a wonderful day for a nice walk in the park so she though, What the heck? Why not? Might as well enjoy nature at it's very best. Silently she thanked God for making such a wonderful, peaceful place in Utah. She sought a place to site down and found one under the shade of a tree. Pulling out a notebook and pencil, she began to write.
Can't you see me? // Or am I just an entity? // Am I a figmentation // Of the imagination? // Or am I real? // Maybe surreal?
She tapped her pencil against her notebook, looking out into nothing and searching for the next few lines that could possibly pop into her head. She watched people passing by, not even noticing her. A bird was even close enough that she could have reached out and touched it. Do people even care about others? she wondered. Or do they just care about themselves? Are they like the birds, wanting to be free but can't so they just pick on others so they feel good. She picked up her pencil again and began writing on a new page.
Hello, hello, // are you there // Hello, hello, // no one is home // Hello, hello, // can anyone hear // i am fading // Away, away, // flying goodbye // Away, away, // running afar // Away, away // saying goodbye // to all that I know
Hello, hello
"Now what?" she wondered aloud, becoming stuck once again.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Nothin' ta know, ya can ask