Post by passion on Jul 3, 2007 2:02:18 GMT -5
-General Info-
Name
Passion
Age
18
Gender
Female
Species
Human
-Apperance-
Hair
long and straight, a rich chocolatey color of brown.
Eyes
large, deep-set dark brown eyes with long lashes
Height
5'8"
Weight
110 lbs
Build
lean yet muscular
Pictures
i182.photobucket.com/albums/x186/City_of_the_Lost/Passion.jpg
-Bio-
Personality
Pasion is strong, dominant, and fun loving. She can be a bit of a work-aholic though, especially if she is stressed or angry. She's violent, too and would rather talk with her fists than her hands. However, a majority of the threats she makes are just play. She's stubborn and arrogant, but knows when to admit she's wrong sometimes. She has an odd type of sarcasm so it's usually hard to tell when she's being sarcastic. She is a very crude, casual person and seems to never care about others feelings when she speaks. However she'll stay away from tender topics unless she really wants to emotionally harm the person. Being a bit of a loner she does things on her own usually and won't accept help.
On a side note, being human she does has fear but is very over confident. Although she lives in the Cruor Populus she seems to be less fearful than others. However, she constantly has weapons hidden on her persona and wouldn't risk taking on a vampire alone unless she absolutely had to. Over-confident and arrogant she may be, but she's smart enough to survive. Still, she refuses to take crap from anyone and hates to admit anyone her superior, even a vampire of lycan.
History
Passion was born and raised in the same village she lives in now. Most of her life has been relatively peaceful, except for the occasional vampire disturbance. She had a brother named Damien who was five years older than her. The family never had many luxuries, but were happy none the less. Throughout her life she trained in fighting techniques with her father and brother. The siblings were very close, since there weren't a lot of children to play with. When Passion was nine [Damien fourteen] their father abandoned their family, escaping the village with another woman. Their mother fell in a deep depression and both took up small jobs in the market to help pay for food and the such. When Passion reached the age of fifteen her mother's illness suddenly killed her, leaving the siblings alone. Passion kept her mother's necklace, a silver chain with a small ring on it, and still wears it to this day. With her father gone and her mother dead, the girl was left in her brother's care.
That didn't last long, though. Just as Passion was turning sixteen Damien was killed, most likely by a vampire. Since then she has moved out of her home and into a smaller house, taking up a job in the market for money. Her brother's murder has given her a hateful outlook on vampires and she hopes to eventually leave once she has enough supplies and weapons gathered.
Roleplay Sample
"Hun, I know you lust for me that much but I can't be here every day and night to deal with idiots on the street or save you from the cat tat jumped in front of you." The teenager said with a straight face, arching a brow at the man behind the stand.
"Passion, don't be like that. I just need a bit of meat cleaned and you're the only one I can trust with that." He let out an exasperrated sigh as he spoke. Looking at her waiting expression he let out another sigh. "Of course I'l pay you."
Crossing her arms, Passion waited still, her dark gaze fixated on the man.
"Just your regular pay." He added with a sharp glare. Obviously this didn't please the young girl, but she merely smirked and brushed away her luscious hair with one hand.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to find someone else. I'm really busy at the moment..."
"Passion..."
"A lot of chores at home. Cleaning, cooking..."
"Passion."
"I should probably start on my laundry and then go see-"
"Fine! I'll pay you double, money whore." No displeased the man grunted, turning away from her pleased expression.
"Sssh, not so loud. We don't want any customers to hear about that." The youth teased, slipping past his stand and walking into the building.
"Stop that. Don't you want to change?" He said quickly, glancing at her apparal. Although her clothes weren't rags, they were obviously not made yesterday. Simple jeans and a dark green T-shirt. The teens were torn and frayed, though it seemed she did that herself.
"Mmm...I'll just wear an apron. I'm far too shy to change with you nearby, boss. Especially while-"
"Enough...just go...clean the meat..." The man grunted, turning as a customer walked up. The lass laughed softly, shoving her hands in her pockets and walking into the back room of the butcher's shop.
Password
edited
Name
Passion
Age
18
Gender
Female
Species
Human
-Apperance-
Hair
long and straight, a rich chocolatey color of brown.
Eyes
large, deep-set dark brown eyes with long lashes
Height
5'8"
Weight
110 lbs
Build
lean yet muscular
Pictures
i182.photobucket.com/albums/x186/City_of_the_Lost/Passion.jpg
-Bio-
Personality
Pasion is strong, dominant, and fun loving. She can be a bit of a work-aholic though, especially if she is stressed or angry. She's violent, too and would rather talk with her fists than her hands. However, a majority of the threats she makes are just play. She's stubborn and arrogant, but knows when to admit she's wrong sometimes. She has an odd type of sarcasm so it's usually hard to tell when she's being sarcastic. She is a very crude, casual person and seems to never care about others feelings when she speaks. However she'll stay away from tender topics unless she really wants to emotionally harm the person. Being a bit of a loner she does things on her own usually and won't accept help.
On a side note, being human she does has fear but is very over confident. Although she lives in the Cruor Populus she seems to be less fearful than others. However, she constantly has weapons hidden on her persona and wouldn't risk taking on a vampire alone unless she absolutely had to. Over-confident and arrogant she may be, but she's smart enough to survive. Still, she refuses to take crap from anyone and hates to admit anyone her superior, even a vampire of lycan.
History
Passion was born and raised in the same village she lives in now. Most of her life has been relatively peaceful, except for the occasional vampire disturbance. She had a brother named Damien who was five years older than her. The family never had many luxuries, but were happy none the less. Throughout her life she trained in fighting techniques with her father and brother. The siblings were very close, since there weren't a lot of children to play with. When Passion was nine [Damien fourteen] their father abandoned their family, escaping the village with another woman. Their mother fell in a deep depression and both took up small jobs in the market to help pay for food and the such. When Passion reached the age of fifteen her mother's illness suddenly killed her, leaving the siblings alone. Passion kept her mother's necklace, a silver chain with a small ring on it, and still wears it to this day. With her father gone and her mother dead, the girl was left in her brother's care.
That didn't last long, though. Just as Passion was turning sixteen Damien was killed, most likely by a vampire. Since then she has moved out of her home and into a smaller house, taking up a job in the market for money. Her brother's murder has given her a hateful outlook on vampires and she hopes to eventually leave once she has enough supplies and weapons gathered.
Roleplay Sample
"Hun, I know you lust for me that much but I can't be here every day and night to deal with idiots on the street or save you from the cat tat jumped in front of you." The teenager said with a straight face, arching a brow at the man behind the stand.
"Passion, don't be like that. I just need a bit of meat cleaned and you're the only one I can trust with that." He let out an exasperrated sigh as he spoke. Looking at her waiting expression he let out another sigh. "Of course I'l pay you."
Crossing her arms, Passion waited still, her dark gaze fixated on the man.
"Just your regular pay." He added with a sharp glare. Obviously this didn't please the young girl, but she merely smirked and brushed away her luscious hair with one hand.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to find someone else. I'm really busy at the moment..."
"Passion..."
"A lot of chores at home. Cleaning, cooking..."
"Passion."
"I should probably start on my laundry and then go see-"
"Fine! I'll pay you double, money whore." No displeased the man grunted, turning away from her pleased expression.
"Sssh, not so loud. We don't want any customers to hear about that." The youth teased, slipping past his stand and walking into the building.
"Stop that. Don't you want to change?" He said quickly, glancing at her apparal. Although her clothes weren't rags, they were obviously not made yesterday. Simple jeans and a dark green T-shirt. The teens were torn and frayed, though it seemed she did that herself.
"Mmm...I'll just wear an apron. I'm far too shy to change with you nearby, boss. Especially while-"
"Enough...just go...clean the meat..." The man grunted, turning as a customer walked up. The lass laughed softly, shoving her hands in her pockets and walking into the back room of the butcher's shop.
Password
edited