Post by Widow on Jun 30, 2007 15:40:51 GMT -5
-General Info-
Name: Hallie walker A.k.a Widow
Age: 25
Gender: female
Species: human
-Apperance-
Hair:
Normally worn tied back into a tight pony tale it comes down to just above her shoulder blades and is light, almost blond brown, when she allows it to hang loose it has a slight curl to it.
Eyes:
Widow’s eyes are a seductive blue, almond shaped and perfect.
Height: 5”6
Weight: about 8 stone (have no clue what it is in pounds…)
Build: She is quite petite, but is athletic with an averaged chest.
Pictures:
-Bio-
Personality:
She has a shield built around her and is a very serious person. She’s the kind of person that when she has her mind set to it, she wont stop until she finishes what she started, and if that means sacrificing her self then so be it. She doesn’t have much a sense of humour, its almost as if it’s been beaten out of her.
History:
When Widow was 5 her parents and her were sold to vampires, forced to serve them for many years. When it became to much her parents sacrificed themselves for widows safty, she was only 10 when they, apparently, died as no one really know what happened to them. something clicked inside of her, like a light bulb turning off. She walked emotionless on the streets doing all she could to stay alive, eventually picked up by the military at 12 years old she began training young a perfect candidate due to her lack of emotional detachment.
The rest of her life is an open book, rising to become on of the militaries top agents but she has her own plans to find her parents and discover what really happened to them and if that means betraying who trust her, then so be it. Within the government she is seen as a bit of a rouge, trading with bandits for illegal weaponry and so forth, the only reason they haven’t relived themselves of her is because she is the best of the best.
Roleplay Sample:
Widow walked along the corridors of the governors mansion, her military boots hit the marble with a low thud that echoed in the silence. She look briefly into a mirror as she passed, her hair was hanging loose with a bit tucked behind her ear a red halter-neck top covered her chest cutting off at her waist exposing her navel, tight black jeans clung to her legs like a second skin, a black skull buckle supported a simple black belt.
Widow fought back the urge to through something at a security guard as she dare to stop her seeing the governor, the guard held out his arm as if to slow her down she planted her fist on his nose and with a small crack she guessed she’d broken it and smiled to herself. She walked close to the governor’s desk, her hands hitting the table hard to get his attention.
Password (from rules): edited
Name: Hallie walker A.k.a Widow
Age: 25
Gender: female
Species: human
-Apperance-
Hair:
Normally worn tied back into a tight pony tale it comes down to just above her shoulder blades and is light, almost blond brown, when she allows it to hang loose it has a slight curl to it.
Eyes:
Widow’s eyes are a seductive blue, almond shaped and perfect.
Height: 5”6
Weight: about 8 stone (have no clue what it is in pounds…)
Build: She is quite petite, but is athletic with an averaged chest.
Pictures:
-Bio-
Personality:
She has a shield built around her and is a very serious person. She’s the kind of person that when she has her mind set to it, she wont stop until she finishes what she started, and if that means sacrificing her self then so be it. She doesn’t have much a sense of humour, its almost as if it’s been beaten out of her.
History:
When Widow was 5 her parents and her were sold to vampires, forced to serve them for many years. When it became to much her parents sacrificed themselves for widows safty, she was only 10 when they, apparently, died as no one really know what happened to them. something clicked inside of her, like a light bulb turning off. She walked emotionless on the streets doing all she could to stay alive, eventually picked up by the military at 12 years old she began training young a perfect candidate due to her lack of emotional detachment.
The rest of her life is an open book, rising to become on of the militaries top agents but she has her own plans to find her parents and discover what really happened to them and if that means betraying who trust her, then so be it. Within the government she is seen as a bit of a rouge, trading with bandits for illegal weaponry and so forth, the only reason they haven’t relived themselves of her is because she is the best of the best.
Roleplay Sample:
Widow walked along the corridors of the governors mansion, her military boots hit the marble with a low thud that echoed in the silence. She look briefly into a mirror as she passed, her hair was hanging loose with a bit tucked behind her ear a red halter-neck top covered her chest cutting off at her waist exposing her navel, tight black jeans clung to her legs like a second skin, a black skull buckle supported a simple black belt.
Widow fought back the urge to through something at a security guard as she dare to stop her seeing the governor, the guard held out his arm as if to slow her down she planted her fist on his nose and with a small crack she guessed she’d broken it and smiled to herself. She walked close to the governor’s desk, her hands hitting the table hard to get his attention.
Password (from rules): edited
