Post by Gremlin&&Fenrir on May 23, 2009 10:49:33 GMT -5
Name: Gremmy
Age: Fifteen
Contact: Pm or email me.
IN CHARACTER
Name: Gremlin
Age: One hundred and sixty eight years young
Gender: Fae
Alliance: Neutral
Breed: Timber Wolf
Pack: Alphess of Neutral?
Sample Post: [[From Selfish Desires, a Vampire RPG]]
Anastasia
Anastasia was strolling the Heart of the city in boredom. There seemed to be absolutely nothing to do tonight. She wasn't hungry so she had no reason to hunt, and there weren't any good looking boys, hell even girls, wandering the Heart tonight. She sighed as she headed toward the fountain, and she pricked up as she heard the voices of two males.
She was shocked at the appearance of the male that sat on the edge of the fountain...talk about a blast from the past. And by the way he talked with his purely French accent made him seem arrogant. Even the way he sat told her he felt he was above the rest of them. She smirked; this might be a fun night after all.
She continued walking toward the pair and stopped only a few feet away. The soft light of the lamp made her pale olive-toned skin seem to glow, and her bi-colored eyes stand out all the more with her thick kohl outlining. Her hair had been straightened perfectly and tonight she had decided to wear her favorite purple and green corset with her infamous black pants with the same colored thread going through it. Overlapping her pants were knee-high boots and adorning her neck and wrists were all kinds of colorful necklaces and bracelets.
She sighed. You do know that your fashion style is about a hundred and eighty years or so out of date, right? she said sarcastically. Oh how she did so love to butt in. But this guy annoyed her before she had gotten within forty feet of him. The other guy wasn't so bad. He was actually almost kind of cute. But that wasn't the point at the moment. It was time to make Mr. Prissy cry to the graveyard and tell his dead mother the big, bad vampires were making fun of him.
Age: Fifteen
Contact: Pm or email me.
IN CHARACTER
Name: Gremlin
Age: One hundred and sixty eight years young
Gender: Fae
Alliance: Neutral
Breed: Timber Wolf
Pack: Alphess of Neutral?
Sample Post: [[From Selfish Desires, a Vampire RPG]]
Anastasia
Anastasia was strolling the Heart of the city in boredom. There seemed to be absolutely nothing to do tonight. She wasn't hungry so she had no reason to hunt, and there weren't any good looking boys, hell even girls, wandering the Heart tonight. She sighed as she headed toward the fountain, and she pricked up as she heard the voices of two males.
She was shocked at the appearance of the male that sat on the edge of the fountain...talk about a blast from the past. And by the way he talked with his purely French accent made him seem arrogant. Even the way he sat told her he felt he was above the rest of them. She smirked; this might be a fun night after all.
She continued walking toward the pair and stopped only a few feet away. The soft light of the lamp made her pale olive-toned skin seem to glow, and her bi-colored eyes stand out all the more with her thick kohl outlining. Her hair had been straightened perfectly and tonight she had decided to wear her favorite purple and green corset with her infamous black pants with the same colored thread going through it. Overlapping her pants were knee-high boots and adorning her neck and wrists were all kinds of colorful necklaces and bracelets.
She sighed. You do know that your fashion style is about a hundred and eighty years or so out of date, right? she said sarcastically. Oh how she did so love to butt in. But this guy annoyed her before she had gotten within forty feet of him. The other guy wasn't so bad. He was actually almost kind of cute. But that wasn't the point at the moment. It was time to make Mr. Prissy cry to the graveyard and tell his dead mother the big, bad vampires were making fun of him.