Post by Revan Moore on Nov 29, 2007 23:21:05 GMT -5
Name:
Revan Moore
House:
Folks
Gender:
Female
Short Description
A not to tall girl with short black straight hair, semi-paled skin. For make-up she has dark eye liner that she makes thick. On the skinny side and doesn't have to much of a muscular figure.
Height:
5'5"
Weight:
119
Eye Color:
Brown/green
Hair Color:
Black
*Anything Else:
Picture
Personality
A some what quiet and yet tempered soul that had a thing or two to say if any one should mess with her in any way she didn't like. Some time or another she can be a complete goof and make a fool of herself. Though she likes meeting new people and making friends.
Do's:
{{I'll ask}}
Don'ts:
{{I'll ask}}
Likes:
Outdoors, meeting new people, stars, snow, taking pictures
Dislikes:
Confined spaces, not being in control, being bothered
History:
Nothing to unusual about this girl mostly, she grew up like any other child with all smiles and a laugh to give to anyone till she grew older. Now in her teenage years a smile is rare by those she doesn't know, she likes the darker side of things at times.
Goals:
Become a photographer.
Moto:
"Pictures never change, just the people in them do." -Revan Moore
Childhood:
Like any other. Always with a smile on her face and a laugh to give when something funny or not so funny came to be said around her. Wore those pretty pink dresses and had her room dressed as a fairy princess would.
Rp Example: (I'll make something up. :3)
Snow fell softly around a small house that was tucked in the corner at the end of the street, peeled green paint showed no care at this time of year the takers either not caring or not wanting to bother with it. Snow covered what ever there may be in the yard if it be grass, flowers, or weeds giving a false sense of innocence.
A squeak broke the cold silence of the early dark mornings and the door to the little house opened and closed with some one small trudging through the snow that wasn't shoveled making it the newly fallen snow patterned with imperfect foot prints left behind.
It was a girl bundled up in a nice warm brown jacket, though there were hidden holes and a few sown parts it looked fairly new making her something she wasn't. She seemed in a hurry by the way she tried to take to long of strides for her shorter legs. The snow falling around her and then she disappeared from sight of the house.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. The sound of walking in the pure white endless sea that was shoveled to the side on one side or the other if some one put up the effort. She trudged on different shaded houses around her, all silent till a yell alerted her and she looked up, "MARIA LOOK OUT!" It didn't stop what happened next, a blue round sled dashed over a bump and flew down onto the road and with to much shock it hit her ankles and she fell hard on her hip.
A little boy with to many clothes on jumped of messily letting the sled slid off to do its own thing while he ran to the girl, "MARIA! Are you ok? Maria?" ,he was kneeled beside her as she lay there, and then there was snow in the boys face and he laughed.
"Billy, I told you to watch that bump!" , Maria spoke up laughingly as she sat up her hood had fallen to show her red cheeks from the cold and her mess of brown hair up in a bun. She had a smile on her face as she stood with a snow ball in her hands.
Billy moved quickly to make a snow ball, but it wasn't fast enough and received another blast of powder to the face. With this innocent thing Maria suddenly felt saddened since she hadn't had much fun in the last few days, with her mothers death it hadn't been fine...and she cried.
Billy ready to throw the next snowball stopped and looked up with a questioning tone, "Maria?" She moved forward and fell to her knees tears staining her cheeks, "Billy, you don't know just how much you have...don't ever let it go." Slowly and unsure of what was going on Billy hugged her and spoke softly, "Don't you let go either."
Maria choked softly on a sob before she let him go looked at him for a long moment, then standing and replacing her hood to her head she walked off to ponder and to let him play in confusion to her words.
//You've just walked in on your boyfriend and your best friend making-out in the common room, what do you do?//
Reaction in Rp:
Revan Moore
House:
Folks
Gender:
Female
Short Description
A not to tall girl with short black straight hair, semi-paled skin. For make-up she has dark eye liner that she makes thick. On the skinny side and doesn't have to much of a muscular figure.
Height:
5'5"
Weight:
119
Eye Color:
Brown/green
Hair Color:
Black
*Anything Else:
Picture
Personality
A some what quiet and yet tempered soul that had a thing or two to say if any one should mess with her in any way she didn't like. Some time or another she can be a complete goof and make a fool of herself. Though she likes meeting new people and making friends.
Do's:
{{I'll ask}}
Don'ts:
{{I'll ask}}
Likes:
Outdoors, meeting new people, stars, snow, taking pictures
Dislikes:
Confined spaces, not being in control, being bothered
History:
Nothing to unusual about this girl mostly, she grew up like any other child with all smiles and a laugh to give to anyone till she grew older. Now in her teenage years a smile is rare by those she doesn't know, she likes the darker side of things at times.
Goals:
Become a photographer.
Moto:
"Pictures never change, just the people in them do." -Revan Moore
Childhood:
Like any other. Always with a smile on her face and a laugh to give when something funny or not so funny came to be said around her. Wore those pretty pink dresses and had her room dressed as a fairy princess would.
Rp Example: (I'll make something up. :3)
Snow fell softly around a small house that was tucked in the corner at the end of the street, peeled green paint showed no care at this time of year the takers either not caring or not wanting to bother with it. Snow covered what ever there may be in the yard if it be grass, flowers, or weeds giving a false sense of innocence.
A squeak broke the cold silence of the early dark mornings and the door to the little house opened and closed with some one small trudging through the snow that wasn't shoveled making it the newly fallen snow patterned with imperfect foot prints left behind.
It was a girl bundled up in a nice warm brown jacket, though there were hidden holes and a few sown parts it looked fairly new making her something she wasn't. She seemed in a hurry by the way she tried to take to long of strides for her shorter legs. The snow falling around her and then she disappeared from sight of the house.
Crunch, crunch, crunch. The sound of walking in the pure white endless sea that was shoveled to the side on one side or the other if some one put up the effort. She trudged on different shaded houses around her, all silent till a yell alerted her and she looked up, "MARIA LOOK OUT!" It didn't stop what happened next, a blue round sled dashed over a bump and flew down onto the road and with to much shock it hit her ankles and she fell hard on her hip.
A little boy with to many clothes on jumped of messily letting the sled slid off to do its own thing while he ran to the girl, "MARIA! Are you ok? Maria?" ,he was kneeled beside her as she lay there, and then there was snow in the boys face and he laughed.
"Billy, I told you to watch that bump!" , Maria spoke up laughingly as she sat up her hood had fallen to show her red cheeks from the cold and her mess of brown hair up in a bun. She had a smile on her face as she stood with a snow ball in her hands.
Billy moved quickly to make a snow ball, but it wasn't fast enough and received another blast of powder to the face. With this innocent thing Maria suddenly felt saddened since she hadn't had much fun in the last few days, with her mothers death it hadn't been fine...and she cried.
Billy ready to throw the next snowball stopped and looked up with a questioning tone, "Maria?" She moved forward and fell to her knees tears staining her cheeks, "Billy, you don't know just how much you have...don't ever let it go." Slowly and unsure of what was going on Billy hugged her and spoke softly, "Don't you let go either."
Maria choked softly on a sob before she let him go looked at him for a long moment, then standing and replacing her hood to her head she walked off to ponder and to let him play in confusion to her words.
//You've just walked in on your boyfriend and your best friend making-out in the common room, what do you do?//
Reaction in Rp:
Opening the door was the entrance to my hell, seeing her in his arms, his hands up her shirt and her tongue down his throat made bile rise in my throat. Hate. It came so easily I didn't even have time to register that it was there before I walked in and slammed the door shut making them jump and me smile in a wicked way.
"Love, you both said that to me through out my life didn't you?" I watched them separate like two kids that had just been caught doing something deceitful. Oh wait...they had.
First came my "best-friends" explanation while my boyfriend ran a hand through his shaggy mass of hair. "I know what it looked like...but we...I mean." She couldn't say anything...anything.
"It is what it looks like isn't it?" ,I asked with a coldness in my voice that made them both shiver in response. "You." I point to my boyfriend, "You spoke of love and promises of staying by my side and being there for me...not her." I pointed to my best friend, "And you..." I laughed softly "You said you would love me and never let anything happen to me...look at you now."
Now the silent one speaks, "It wasn't working hun...I mean you were the best girl ever, but...when we were alone." He looks to the back stabber, "And we found out that we..."
"Didn't want me..." ,after those words they went to speak at once and I turned deaf in both ears while I opened and shut the world to hell and my now past.
