Post by Eve on Mar 7, 2010 22:51:43 GMT -5
Evelyn Marie//Demeter
Name ~ Evelyn Marie
Parent's name ~
Gender ~ Female
Age ~ 15
Determined? ~ Yes
Appearence ~ Evelyn is a small thing. Standing at 4 foot 9, she's easily one of the shorter campers at Camp Half-Blood. While she's not downright gorgeous, she can turn a few heads now and then. Her features are soft and muted, and her skin is a very light ivory color, so much her mother almost named her Ivory. She has dark, round eyes that in simple words could be described as emerald gems. Doe brown ringlets frame her heart- shaped face and a sly smile is always hinting on her lips.
Personality ~ Manners and etiquette are very important to Evelyn. You'll never hear her swear or curse. At times she can be very bubbly and loud and whenever she's excited or nervous, she'll start talking miles an hour. Even after years of trying quiting, Evelyn finds it hard to not chew her nails. If you notice her hands when talking to her, she'll twiddle her thumbs or drum her fingers together. Natalie always told her boys don't like girl with down-to-the-quick nails.
Evelyn can be thoughtless at times, but likes to think of herself funny, and when you laugh you're only encouraging her, so you are forewarned.
History ~ Evelyn Marie was born on May 21 to Natalie and Benjamin Smith. Well, she was brought up by Natalie since her father got married to her quickly after Evelyn was born to Demeter. She was raised in Alexandria, Virginia but at age of 13, the family of three moved to Upstate New York. Evelyn was happy at her new school and was rather popular. She misses all of her trees and flowers and countryside in Alexandria and plans to go back one day. The past few years have been jumbled together, and Eve can only faintly remember her first day at Camp Half-Blood though the day when her true mother, Demeter, claimed her she was floating on cloud nine.
Roleplay Sample ~ (I hope this works... I just used a recent post from Warriors...)
A slender black she-cat slid out from under a surfacing tree root, shaking clumps of earth from her claws. The den was fairly deep and with Akito being so small she had to claw her way out. Her tiny frame shook not only from the bitter cold, but from sickness that ran its course through her. The intensity of it had subsided and now only resided in her chest, and every few seconds she would sputter a brain-rattling cough.
The sun was peeking up through gray clouds, trying to shed some of its light, but it was hard to tell what the weather was going to be like that day. Her dark blue gaze scanned the area, tail tip twitching back and forth. Even at such a young age, she was easily annoyed and wasn't amused by normal kit play-things.
Comments/Other ~
Name ~ Evelyn Marie
Parent's name ~
Gender ~ Female
Age ~ 15
Determined? ~ Yes
Appearence ~ Evelyn is a small thing. Standing at 4 foot 9, she's easily one of the shorter campers at Camp Half-Blood. While she's not downright gorgeous, she can turn a few heads now and then. Her features are soft and muted, and her skin is a very light ivory color, so much her mother almost named her Ivory. She has dark, round eyes that in simple words could be described as emerald gems. Doe brown ringlets frame her heart- shaped face and a sly smile is always hinting on her lips.
Personality ~ Manners and etiquette are very important to Evelyn. You'll never hear her swear or curse. At times she can be very bubbly and loud and whenever she's excited or nervous, she'll start talking miles an hour. Even after years of trying quiting, Evelyn finds it hard to not chew her nails. If you notice her hands when talking to her, she'll twiddle her thumbs or drum her fingers together. Natalie always told her boys don't like girl with down-to-the-quick nails.
Evelyn can be thoughtless at times, but likes to think of herself funny, and when you laugh you're only encouraging her, so you are forewarned.
History ~ Evelyn Marie was born on May 21 to Natalie and Benjamin Smith. Well, she was brought up by Natalie since her father got married to her quickly after Evelyn was born to Demeter. She was raised in Alexandria, Virginia but at age of 13, the family of three moved to Upstate New York. Evelyn was happy at her new school and was rather popular. She misses all of her trees and flowers and countryside in Alexandria and plans to go back one day. The past few years have been jumbled together, and Eve can only faintly remember her first day at Camp Half-Blood though the day when her true mother, Demeter, claimed her she was floating on cloud nine.
Roleplay Sample ~ (I hope this works... I just used a recent post from Warriors...)
A slender black she-cat slid out from under a surfacing tree root, shaking clumps of earth from her claws. The den was fairly deep and with Akito being so small she had to claw her way out. Her tiny frame shook not only from the bitter cold, but from sickness that ran its course through her. The intensity of it had subsided and now only resided in her chest, and every few seconds she would sputter a brain-rattling cough.
The sun was peeking up through gray clouds, trying to shed some of its light, but it was hard to tell what the weather was going to be like that day. Her dark blue gaze scanned the area, tail tip twitching back and forth. Even at such a young age, she was easily annoyed and wasn't amused by normal kit play-things.
Comments/Other ~
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How exactly do I do that though? What board/cabin would I go to get her approved? And I'll fix it up right now ;3
