Post by cookie05 on Jun 2, 2005 2:47:57 GMT -5
Name: Joan Harvey.
Refered to as: Joan.
Age: 16.
Gender: female.
Hair: blond color. Shoulder length and straight.
Eyes: Green/Blue color.
Skin: pale color.
Society:
Personality: Keeps to herself alot. She may look nice and inocent on the outside but on the inside she isn't.
Joan is what most people call a 'loner' but her guitar keeps her company
Apperance: Medium height, thin build. Has a scar on her right arm.
Past:
Ever since she could remember she has always been unwanted.All her parents seemed to do was fight and didn't care about Joan.She grew up in a home which never showed love but hate.
Joan use to hide with her guitar. She would play and sing to herself quietly and use to pray that her parents would stop fighting.
At age 10 she ran away taking only her guitar and a knife.
She joined a local gang and they taught her everything that there was to know about survivng on the streets.
Joan moved around from place to place and joing up with more gangs. But along the way she got caught by the police and sent to detention centers but then when she was released she would move on.
At age 15 her parents found her and wanted her to come back home.
Joan ran away and just 'disapeared' and no one knew where she had gone.
Ever since then she has been alone and has talked to no one. She just plays her guitar and sings.
When Joan turned 16 she made it here and thought it would be a good place to stay for a while untill she felt it would be time for her to move on.
All she needed was her guitar and her knife and she was set for anything that may happen.
Weapons : knife -
Pictures:
RP-ing Skills (give an example) --->
Joan walked around the streets just as the clock strikes midnight. The moon was high up in the sky and the street lights flicker, some even going out.
Her guitar on her back and her knife by her side are the only things she held close to her.
She found an ally way where she thought she would be alone.
Joan walked down and sat down on a step and started to play her guitar and started to sing my Immortal by Evanescence.
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
Joan then suddenly stoped. She heard a noise and then noticed a man standing in front of her.
In his hand he held a knife. He then grabbed her guitar and then started to run off with it.
Joan grabed her knife and ran after him stabing him in the back and when he was on the ground she stabed him over and over again untill he didn't move.
"No one touches whats mine" she said coldly. She wiped the blood off the knife and grabed her guitar and walked off leaving the man's body on the ground for someone to find.
(ooc - sorry if it sounds bad. - i also changed her age from 18 to 16.)
Refered to as: Joan.
Age: 16.
Gender: female.
Hair: blond color. Shoulder length and straight.
Eyes: Green/Blue color.
Skin: pale color.
Society:
Personality: Keeps to herself alot. She may look nice and inocent on the outside but on the inside she isn't.
Joan is what most people call a 'loner' but her guitar keeps her company
Apperance: Medium height, thin build. Has a scar on her right arm.
Past:
Ever since she could remember she has always been unwanted.All her parents seemed to do was fight and didn't care about Joan.She grew up in a home which never showed love but hate.
Joan use to hide with her guitar. She would play and sing to herself quietly and use to pray that her parents would stop fighting.
At age 10 she ran away taking only her guitar and a knife.
She joined a local gang and they taught her everything that there was to know about survivng on the streets.
Joan moved around from place to place and joing up with more gangs. But along the way she got caught by the police and sent to detention centers but then when she was released she would move on.
At age 15 her parents found her and wanted her to come back home.
Joan ran away and just 'disapeared' and no one knew where she had gone.
Ever since then she has been alone and has talked to no one. She just plays her guitar and sings.
When Joan turned 16 she made it here and thought it would be a good place to stay for a while untill she felt it would be time for her to move on.
All she needed was her guitar and her knife and she was set for anything that may happen.
Weapons : knife -
Pictures:
RP-ing Skills (give an example) --->
Joan walked around the streets just as the clock strikes midnight. The moon was high up in the sky and the street lights flicker, some even going out.
Her guitar on her back and her knife by her side are the only things she held close to her.
She found an ally way where she thought she would be alone.
Joan walked down and sat down on a step and started to play her guitar and started to sing my Immortal by Evanescence.
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me
Joan then suddenly stoped. She heard a noise and then noticed a man standing in front of her.
In his hand he held a knife. He then grabbed her guitar and then started to run off with it.
Joan grabed her knife and ran after him stabing him in the back and when he was on the ground she stabed him over and over again untill he didn't move.
"No one touches whats mine" she said coldly. She wiped the blood off the knife and grabed her guitar and walked off leaving the man's body on the ground for someone to find.
(ooc - sorry if it sounds bad. - i also changed her age from 18 to 16.)
