Post by Miss.Chaos on Feb 4, 2009 18:41:45 GMT -7
AMETHYST RAE WESTER
"Lock & Load."
Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer♫♫
Name;;Amethyst Rae Wester
Nickname(s);;Rae or Wild Child
Birth Date;; August 24
Orientation;;Straight
Age;;17
Group;;Human
Face Claim;; Hanna Beth Merjos
Name;;Amethyst Rae Wester
Nickname(s);;Rae or Wild Child
Birth Date;; August 24
Orientation;;Straight
Age;;17
Group;;Human
Face Claim;; Hanna Beth Merjos
Do you know you're unlike any other?♫♫
Likes;; Animals; Children; Freedom; Spring; Attention; Dusk; Running; Independence; Uniqueness; Change; Honesty; Exercise; Choices; Determination; Loyalty; Forgiveness; Extremes; Respect; Protection; Hope; Adrenaline; Winning; Sarcasm; and all sports
Dislikes;; Needles; Spiders; Losing; Winter; Mornings; Captivity; Standing still; Dependence; Uniformity; Regulations; Sickness; Perfection; Rap music; Authority; Ignorance; Fairytales; Fate; Vendettas; Hypocrites; Liars and of course Seekers
Strengths;; Endurance and athletic ability are top of the line. She can jump run and speed through almost any obstacle. And then there is her uncanny ability to read people and places.
Weaknesses;; Her temper is rather violent. She is prone to temper tantrums and deadly brawls. She can also be extremely rash. She will jump head first into something before really knowing what she is getting into. Two habits combined with a Wild Child can only equal a chaos.
Secrets;;She might act all big and strong, but the truth is that she is only an seventeen year old girl who is angry at the world for taking what she had. & she scared she is scared to death it might happen again.
General Personality;;
Endearing >> is a simple word that so easily describes Rae. She is adorable, captivating, charming, irresistible, sweet, and winning. She has a silent way of not imposing, but instead of winning over hearts and smiles. She is friendly to every soul, and never hesitates to give anything to those in need well unless you’re a demon soul stealer. She is caring, helpful, and welcoming. She is a friendly smile in a crowd of a thousand faces. She is not exactly miss sunshine. Instead she has a more quite, and has a less imposing air. In society’s terms of grouping, Rae would be the crazy smile or the snarling face you can miss in a crowd.
Spirited>> is a gentle word for her wild nature. Untamable is a more correct term. Rae loves her freedom. She likes her choices, and she hates to be caged. Some symptoms of her free spirit are as follows; always trying new things, fidgeting, running in the park ect. Confined spaces are not the problem; captivity is. She hates the feeling of being trapped; as a result she has the severe case of fidgets when sitting for too long or in a new uncomfortable environment. The cure for her fidgets is a long run in the park, or just a really long run. Another demonstration of her spirit is in her temper. She snaps rather easily and has a horrible temper. She is rash and violent when stirred. That’s were she gets her name Wild Child. She is not always one to play nice.
Nature>> is her home away from home. The enchantment of nature’s spell has bewitched Rae. Rae always is outdoors. She is a star gazer, and storm watcher. With the love of forest comes the love of everything in it. She loves all animals that is except dogs; it’s a silly childhood fear that has yet to stop haunting her. Otherwise she loves all animals, and protests all hunting, though that could just be her unnatural fear of fire arms and all other weapons. She also has impeccable natural instincts. She almost has a seventh sense. She is able to read people, and places with impressive accuracy. She is not afraid to speak her mind about her unfounded feelings, or really about anything.
Confidence>> that is herself confidence. She is self confidant, even to the point that her self-assurance does not melt away when you add a boy into the melting pot (like most girls of her age do). She never losses her sense of self, but she might loss her confidence in her actions if affections are unreturned. She is flirtatious, but not to the point where she was the school strumpet. She is loving, but only in the true terms of the word. She would care for anyone (that is any real human), or do anything just to get a smile. She is a bit impulsive in that way; doing what ever on the spur of the moment just to get a smile.
Mornings>> are not the best time to find Rae. It would be an understatement to say “she is not a morning person.” Cranky and irritable are good expressions to describe Rae in the morning. Another flaw of her is that she can not cook to save her life nor is she really good at the idea that everyone should win. Lets just say she believes that if some one has to win why cant it be her.
Fighter>> is one of the best descriptions you can give Rea. She is a survivor to the point of extreme. She does not trust many though she may seem a friend that does not mean you have her trust. She has seen enough in this world to have any more tears when she can offer a smiling face and a shoulder to cry on. Also she has taken it upon herself to always be ready. She is loyal courageous and will never back down from a fight.
Quirks>> though she might seem like you average girl she does have her quirks. She sleepwalks, thus she often finds herself curled up in unusual places. She also has the tendency to growl though she will never admit it as an antitypical reaction. On top of those two habits she is subsequently OCD about her sleeping quarters. Her bed always has to have a large amount of covers and pillows (at least four or five of each). Then to top it all of she wants to be a mother of a large family. It’s hard to imagine 6 miniature Rae’s running around, though this dream might never happen.
Likes;; Animals; Children; Freedom; Spring; Attention; Dusk; Running; Independence; Uniqueness; Change; Honesty; Exercise; Choices; Determination; Loyalty; Forgiveness; Extremes; Respect; Protection; Hope; Adrenaline; Winning; Sarcasm; and all sports
Dislikes;; Needles; Spiders; Losing; Winter; Mornings; Captivity; Standing still; Dependence; Uniformity; Regulations; Sickness; Perfection; Rap music; Authority; Ignorance; Fairytales; Fate; Vendettas; Hypocrites; Liars and of course Seekers
Strengths;; Endurance and athletic ability are top of the line. She can jump run and speed through almost any obstacle. And then there is her uncanny ability to read people and places.
Weaknesses;; Her temper is rather violent. She is prone to temper tantrums and deadly brawls. She can also be extremely rash. She will jump head first into something before really knowing what she is getting into. Two habits combined with a Wild Child can only equal a chaos.
Secrets;;She might act all big and strong, but the truth is that she is only an seventeen year old girl who is angry at the world for taking what she had. & she scared she is scared to death it might happen again.
General Personality;;
Endearing >> is a simple word that so easily describes Rae. She is adorable, captivating, charming, irresistible, sweet, and winning. She has a silent way of not imposing, but instead of winning over hearts and smiles. She is friendly to every soul, and never hesitates to give anything to those in need well unless you’re a demon soul stealer. She is caring, helpful, and welcoming. She is a friendly smile in a crowd of a thousand faces. She is not exactly miss sunshine. Instead she has a more quite, and has a less imposing air. In society’s terms of grouping, Rae would be the crazy smile or the snarling face you can miss in a crowd.
Spirited>> is a gentle word for her wild nature. Untamable is a more correct term. Rae loves her freedom. She likes her choices, and she hates to be caged. Some symptoms of her free spirit are as follows; always trying new things, fidgeting, running in the park ect. Confined spaces are not the problem; captivity is. She hates the feeling of being trapped; as a result she has the severe case of fidgets when sitting for too long or in a new uncomfortable environment. The cure for her fidgets is a long run in the park, or just a really long run. Another demonstration of her spirit is in her temper. She snaps rather easily and has a horrible temper. She is rash and violent when stirred. That’s were she gets her name Wild Child. She is not always one to play nice.
Nature>> is her home away from home. The enchantment of nature’s spell has bewitched Rae. Rae always is outdoors. She is a star gazer, and storm watcher. With the love of forest comes the love of everything in it. She loves all animals that is except dogs; it’s a silly childhood fear that has yet to stop haunting her. Otherwise she loves all animals, and protests all hunting, though that could just be her unnatural fear of fire arms and all other weapons. She also has impeccable natural instincts. She almost has a seventh sense. She is able to read people, and places with impressive accuracy. She is not afraid to speak her mind about her unfounded feelings, or really about anything.
Confidence>> that is herself confidence. She is self confidant, even to the point that her self-assurance does not melt away when you add a boy into the melting pot (like most girls of her age do). She never losses her sense of self, but she might loss her confidence in her actions if affections are unreturned. She is flirtatious, but not to the point where she was the school strumpet. She is loving, but only in the true terms of the word. She would care for anyone (that is any real human), or do anything just to get a smile. She is a bit impulsive in that way; doing what ever on the spur of the moment just to get a smile.
Mornings>> are not the best time to find Rae. It would be an understatement to say “she is not a morning person.” Cranky and irritable are good expressions to describe Rae in the morning. Another flaw of her is that she can not cook to save her life nor is she really good at the idea that everyone should win. Lets just say she believes that if some one has to win why cant it be her.
Fighter>> is one of the best descriptions you can give Rea. She is a survivor to the point of extreme. She does not trust many though she may seem a friend that does not mean you have her trust. She has seen enough in this world to have any more tears when she can offer a smiling face and a shoulder to cry on. Also she has taken it upon herself to always be ready. She is loyal courageous and will never back down from a fight.
Quirks>> though she might seem like you average girl she does have her quirks. She sleepwalks, thus she often finds herself curled up in unusual places. She also has the tendency to growl though she will never admit it as an antitypical reaction. On top of those two habits she is subsequently OCD about her sleeping quarters. Her bed always has to have a large amount of covers and pillows (at least four or five of each). Then to top it all of she wants to be a mother of a large family. It’s hard to imagine 6 miniature Rae’s running around, though this dream might never happen.
You'll always be my thunder, and I said♫♫
Hometown;; Any Marine Base
Parents;; Cole and Susana Wester
Sibling(s);; None
General History;; >>Wild Child<<
That was her nickname since she was young. Though it is a very well deserving name and still is, though there is a history that goes with it.
She had a mommy, Susana, who was a pre-K teacher and a daddy, Cole, who was a Marine. They were high school sweethearts and still crazy in love and incredibly young when Rea was conceived. Now a mother at home who was ready to pop and a father working with guns what could possibly go wrong. The sad thing is anything can go wrong. Less than a month till her due date and the unthinkable happens. One slip at the wheel and there goes a life. No matter how the overworked and underpaid U-hale driver apologized there was nothing he could say to give Cole back Susana.
Now it was not a great loss for Rea after all she never knew her mother. However Cole her father’s life was destroyed by this loss and the only reair he had was a premature child. A Marine can be a great father, though as a male he never had the greatest change of being a great mother. Now Cole had the choice of giving up Rea in adoption, but he could never part with his child let alone the only living reminder he had of his beloved Susana. So Rea was raised as a real military brat. The marine boys were her play mates, the obstacle course was her play ground, and each duty station was one more mission.
One little girl raised without a mother ends up two ways; spoiled and wild. And that’s what happened to Rea. She was wild as any animal and spoiled as any two year old. Though life was not perfect fate had another card to play. Aliens twisted souls demons whatever you call them invaded. Now Marines are never one to take a beating lying down. & living on a Military base with devil dogs that care it is no surprise that Rea survived. Though she will never know what really happened after Cole sent her off. All she knows is he would never leave the world to demon aliens so he saved his daughter only to go back to fight the war.
Hometown;; Any Marine Base
Parents;; Cole and Susana Wester
Sibling(s);; None
General History;; >>Wild Child<<
That was her nickname since she was young. Though it is a very well deserving name and still is, though there is a history that goes with it.
She had a mommy, Susana, who was a pre-K teacher and a daddy, Cole, who was a Marine. They were high school sweethearts and still crazy in love and incredibly young when Rea was conceived. Now a mother at home who was ready to pop and a father working with guns what could possibly go wrong. The sad thing is anything can go wrong. Less than a month till her due date and the unthinkable happens. One slip at the wheel and there goes a life. No matter how the overworked and underpaid U-hale driver apologized there was nothing he could say to give Cole back Susana.
Now it was not a great loss for Rea after all she never knew her mother. However Cole her father’s life was destroyed by this loss and the only reair he had was a premature child. A Marine can be a great father, though as a male he never had the greatest change of being a great mother. Now Cole had the choice of giving up Rea in adoption, but he could never part with his child let alone the only living reminder he had of his beloved Susana. So Rea was raised as a real military brat. The marine boys were her play mates, the obstacle course was her play ground, and each duty station was one more mission.
One little girl raised without a mother ends up two ways; spoiled and wild. And that’s what happened to Rea. She was wild as any animal and spoiled as any two year old. Though life was not perfect fate had another card to play. Aliens twisted souls demons whatever you call them invaded. Now Marines are never one to take a beating lying down. & living on a Military base with devil dogs that care it is no surprise that Rea survived. Though she will never know what really happened after Cole sent her off. All she knows is he would never leave the world to demon aliens so he saved his daughter only to go back to fight the war.
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors♫♫
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Nationality;; American
Ethnicity;; Caucasian
Height;; 5’3
Weight;; 100 pounds
Tattoos/Peircings;; Nose ring ears pierced and a dragonfly tattoo below her left hip bone.
General Appearance;;There is to more to Rea than her height of 5’3 or lack there of. She has electric blue eyes that can only be compared to that of a wild colt’s. They are electrifying dazzling and the brightest blue you may ever see, though these dazzling eyes may just turn icy cold if you happen along to her wrong side. Though her eyes may seem to pierce it’s her body that packets the real punch. She has the double Ts; toned and trained. She is very muscular from head to toe she tries to keep in shape. Then there is the fact that’s she is a real military brat and she knows all the moves.
Now as far as looks go she is pretty. She has long black hair that curls all the way down her back. She has pail skin and rosy lips. She loves her eyeliner though now days it’s nearly impossible to get her hands on. She has a soft face and sharp cheek bones. As for what she wars it normally consists of jeans and a tee. Or really anything that is flexible and comfy. She is more about comfortable than fashion though that’s what you get when you don’t live with a mother. She is just once of the boys who really really likes eyeliner.
..Nationality;; American
Ethnicity;; Caucasian
Height;; 5’3
Weight;; 100 pounds
Tattoos/Peircings;; Nose ring ears pierced and a dragonfly tattoo below her left hip bone.
General Appearance;;There is to more to Rea than her height of 5’3 or lack there of. She has electric blue eyes that can only be compared to that of a wild colt’s. They are electrifying dazzling and the brightest blue you may ever see, though these dazzling eyes may just turn icy cold if you happen along to her wrong side. Though her eyes may seem to pierce it’s her body that packets the real punch. She has the double Ts; toned and trained. She is very muscular from head to toe she tries to keep in shape. Then there is the fact that’s she is a real military brat and she knows all the moves.
Now as far as looks go she is pretty. She has long black hair that curls all the way down her back. She has pail skin and rosy lips. She loves her eyeliner though now days it’s nearly impossible to get her hands on. She has a soft face and sharp cheek bones. As for what she wars it normally consists of jeans and a tee. Or really anything that is flexible and comfy. She is more about comfortable than fashion though that’s what you get when you don’t live with a mother. She is just once of the boys who really really likes eyeliner.
I don't wanna ever love another♫♫
You'll always be my thunder♫♫
OOC Name;; Miss.Chaos
Age;; 16
Experience;; 3 years or more
How To Contact;; PM (I love them)
You'll always be my thunder♫♫
OOC Name;; Miss.Chaos
Age;; 16
Experience;; 3 years or more
How To Contact;; PM (I love them)
So bring on the rain♫♫
And bring on the thunder♫♫
And bring on the thunder♫♫
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From Crash & Burn
Crypt is no SuperDog
& Delilah is no Ballerina
In or out, that was a tough decision considering that if Delilah went in she would be overwhelmed with stench that could only be know to Eeylops Owl Emporium. On the other hand if she did not brave through the stench poor ol Crypt would have to be carried for the rest of his life. He did not seem to protest being lugged around, but Delilah’s poor arms were protesting as twenty pounds of fur and bones struggled to see the entire world. If only Crypt would stop eating all his collars and leashes.
Delilah finally decided to enter the dreadful stench, but only after Crypt nearly took off her arm in pursuit of a cat. She took a deep breath seeing as it maybe the last clean air she would have for several minuets. She tensed up her entire body bracing for impact of the battlefield inside. If one did not know better they would have said she was entering a real battlefield. Though they would have only said this if they had never been in Eeylops Owl Emporium after all that place has its own brand of warfare. Animals everywhere, the stench and droppings made it a battleground for shoppers.
Delilah stumbled in obliviously having trouble with the door seeing as both her hands were busy keeping her rotten puppy for escaping. Though the whole concept of staying one owns feet never really stuck with Delilah. She was balanced impaired as it was, but when you add an excited puppy things just get messy. So as she tried to open the door with one hand, Crypt seeing his opportunity took it. Crypt jumped from her hands, Delilah tired to stop him, everything went black, and the next thing she knows she is staring up at the ceiling. shit
There were the soft pitter patter of puppies feet as they slowly inched closed to Delilah who was currently situated on the floor. She felt a wet puppy tongue on her cheek, as she opened her emerald eyes. Though there where a few little black dots clouding Delilah vision she could clearly make out the guilty little face of a rotten puppy. Delilah face twisted into a snarl as she growled and that was all the feedback Crypt needed before he took off running in some random direction in the store. “Crypt” she called out as she struggled to get out of her sitting position on the floor where she had fallen. Though all she saw was her little puppy’s tale wagging as he disappeared behind some shelf.
She let out an exasperated sigh as she rolled her eyes. Crypt thought they there playing a game, but now was not time to play. And she certainly never wanted to play a game in this mess; problem was how was she going to find her mysterious puppy in this mess. She ran her fingers through her hair. She took a deep breath straightened her tee as she got to her feet. She walked in the vicinity that Crypt had disappeared into. Delilah’s eyes were on the ground scanning for her four legged devil dog. Though as she searched she never realized that she might run into someone, and that is exactly what she did. She ran smack into Ignatius.
Delilah blushed lightly. “Umm sorry about that” she said as she looked up into his amber eyes. She ran her hand through her hair as she did in these types of awkward situations. “You look slightly familiar so do you think you could help me find something… pretty please?” She spoke the words before she had time to put any logic behind them. They came out of her rosy lips just like they ran through her head, random weird sentences. Though she was glad she remembered the magic word even if it was only an after thought. She smiled a crooked grin and gave him her best ‘pretty please look’. So much for just running for a quick little collar. Now she had just gone and made a mess of everything.
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