Post by Fate on Apr 18, 2010 17:26:04 GMT -5
Name ~
Noel Sander
Parent's name ~
Melione
Gender ~
girl
Age ~
15
Determined? ~
Yes
One power from the store for your god parent ~
Ghostly Tag Team (That is right, I hope..?)
Appearence ~
Noel has almost ghostly white skin. Her eyes are gray with a slight bit of red in them. She has black hair that is usually tied in a ponytail. She is tall and skinny. She has the tendancy to dress in not the finest clothes(broken shoes etc.) She has a ghostly figure to her.
Personality ~
Noel is quiet and doesnt think over things to often. Before she even knew she was the child of Melione she was called a ghost. She is often lurking in the shadows. She is a loner and doesnt speak to many people.
History ~
Noel was born as a average girl. Except the fact that she seemed to want to get away from her father. Her father was a therapist and always asked her why. Noel was nothing like her father. Her father had always said she reminded him of her mother... Yet he said it like it was a crime. Therefore Noel didnt get along to well with her father. She kept her distance from him all 13 years she lived with him. Then she found herself one day nocked out with a goat boy taking her into a cab. She fell asleep again and woke up in a cabin that had a ghostly glow to it. Noel easily got use to the life of a camper except for the fact that there were group activities that she had to take part in.
Roleplay Sample ~
A girl slipped quietly from her cabin. Her ash gray eyes with a tinge of red in them glared at campers walking by. She joined them in their walk to breakfast. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she did her best to keep away from the rays of the sun. It had always felt uncomptarable to be around them. Making her wish she was in the darkest most drewry place possible. Kids stared at the tall girl and her almost ghost like skin. Her name was Noel Sander. Noel slipped silently past kids who may want to talk to her. She kept her distance from other kids as the lined up into the mess hall and was relieved to get to her table were she was alone. There she ate in silence.
Comments/Other ~
Not that I can think of
Noel Sander
Parent's name ~
Melione
Gender ~
girl
Age ~
15
Determined? ~
Yes
One power from the store for your god parent ~
Ghostly Tag Team (That is right, I hope..?)
Appearence ~
Noel has almost ghostly white skin. Her eyes are gray with a slight bit of red in them. She has black hair that is usually tied in a ponytail. She is tall and skinny. She has the tendancy to dress in not the finest clothes(broken shoes etc.) She has a ghostly figure to her.
Personality ~
Noel is quiet and doesnt think over things to often. Before she even knew she was the child of Melione she was called a ghost. She is often lurking in the shadows. She is a loner and doesnt speak to many people.
History ~
Noel was born as a average girl. Except the fact that she seemed to want to get away from her father. Her father was a therapist and always asked her why. Noel was nothing like her father. Her father had always said she reminded him of her mother... Yet he said it like it was a crime. Therefore Noel didnt get along to well with her father. She kept her distance from him all 13 years she lived with him. Then she found herself one day nocked out with a goat boy taking her into a cab. She fell asleep again and woke up in a cabin that had a ghostly glow to it. Noel easily got use to the life of a camper except for the fact that there were group activities that she had to take part in.
Roleplay Sample ~
A girl slipped quietly from her cabin. Her ash gray eyes with a tinge of red in them glared at campers walking by. She joined them in their walk to breakfast. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and she did her best to keep away from the rays of the sun. It had always felt uncomptarable to be around them. Making her wish she was in the darkest most drewry place possible. Kids stared at the tall girl and her almost ghost like skin. Her name was Noel Sander. Noel slipped silently past kids who may want to talk to her. She kept her distance from other kids as the lined up into the mess hall and was relieved to get to her table were she was alone. There she ate in silence.
Comments/Other ~
Not that I can think of
