Post by goddess on Apr 1, 2012 20:41:07 GMT -5
AELLA CARRINGTON ALWIN
lyric/quote, a few lines about your character
full name, character's first, middle (if applicable), and last (if applicable) name.
nicknames, optional.
age, character's age. if unknown, please make an educated estimate. if made up, take racial maturity into consideration. don't be afraid to ask staff if you're not sure
class/profession, are they a royal? a peasant? do they own a shop? do they protect their nation?
marital status, single, engaged, married, widowed.
race, man? elf? dwarf? ent? orc? every race in the series is playable, as are half-breeds (take canon facts into consideration when doing this) and mutations
alliance, are they supporters of Sauron or against him? neutral? fellowship?
hair, legnth, color, style; there's no general appearance so write as much as you see fit.
eyes, color, shape, etc.
build and body, height, weight, stature, etc.
anything else, tattoos, piercings, birthmarks, scars, anything that might distinguish your character; optional.
face claim, make sure they're not already taken.
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likes, at least five, with descriptions.
dislikes, at least five, with descriptions.
strengths, at least five, with descriptions.
weaknesses, at least five, with descriptions.
fears, a few please. though they don't all need to be earth shattering.
dreams, describe your characters goals in life.
personality, at least three reasonable sized paragraphs. we want to know about your character.
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father, name, relationship, any important information
mother, name, relationship, any important information
siblings, same as above
other figures, anyone who may have played a significant role in their life; optional
lineage, where had your character descended from? Gondor? Lothlorien?
history, like the personality, a few good paragraphs please. no minimum, but realize that we would expect more from someone playing Aragorn than someone playing an oc goblin. this is just so we know you know your character. you don't have to go further than the rp's setting.
alias, Queenie
age, 18
experience, 2 years
other characters, n/a
rp sample,The warrior woman had made her way back to the park in which she had came from,in hopes that she could possibly return to Asguard,hoping to change this whole situation. Maybe being able to redeem some honour back to Thor and even Loki. She had caused so much chaos with one idea,one simple and stupid idea.Who knew so much trouble could come from one thought. And now Sif had to pay for her actions ,a true warrior would do so, and that was her task now.
Central park was in her sight,not caring of the humans who gave odd looks to the Asquardian woman,but they were less then her arrival. Something was off. Others in similar clothing walked around the park ,the deeper she got. But the thunder of hoofs was an almost comforting feelings. A part of home. It was there way of traveling,maybe Miguard wash`t so different from her home. Staying here would`t be too bad,at least for now while she blended in with the mass crowds.
It was some sort of festival,a festival of the past. Not a celebration. The whole thing was a bit confusing for the goddess,though the lack of staring was a slight bit comforting. Sif made her way through the crowds towards the sounds of the great beast. The horses and their rides raced at each other ,weapons pointing sat their opponent. What a great sport,one in which the Lady would probably defeat any mortal in her way. It was tempting,but this sport was not her reason for being here. Returning home was her task,not making a laughing stock of a mortal man. But she clapped as the victor thrusted the other from his saddle. At least some time spent here was amusing.
Just as Sif was to turn away form the event a men of red and blue and a head of blond hair caught her eyes. No. It was Thor. She had found him. Keeping her eyes on the god,she dived through the crowd,quickly dogging people,trying to return to her friend. Friend,or maybe more. She wanted to shout to him, grab his attention and plead for his forgiveness of what she had put the prince though. So many things raced through her mind as she tried to figure out what she was going to say first to the mighty god go Thunder.
She had almost lost him,but found him leading a horse,at least it was something even larger to aid her in keeping an eye on him. It looked as if the mighty god wanted to join this compition. Not that it was that sup rising.He did always love a good competition. Finally,the warrior had caught up to the god after very carefully pushing past crowds of what seemed to be endless humans. She stopped a couple feet away from him and let out a breath before speaking.
"Thor."
In hopes,that that was enough to grab his attention.
credit to phips, don't steal!
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