Post by Blake Morino on Jul 27, 2006 18:55:08 GMT -5
OOC:
Name:Jasmine/James
Age 14 =)
Contact InfoThe admin's can see my email, but I'd prefer if you used this email if you want to email me. =) h.virdi@yahoo.ca
Rp Experience:Been roleplaying for 4 years, I'm an admin on two sites, but they went inactive unfortunately.
IC:
Name:Blake Morino
Custom Title:Staying True To All My Imperfections [[Sorry its a bit long. =)]
Age: 20
Class: First Class
Family:
Mother- Terese Morino
Father- Jeremiah Morino
Siblings- None.
Personality: Blake is a very easy person to get along with. Despite everyone in his family saying to find a good girl and settle down in a quiet town, he refuses and prefers his own life. He's an aspiring lawyer and has a position in a Law Firm. He's not a thingyy person and very likeable despite the fact that is family are stuck up snobs with no other wish in life than to keep themselves away from normal people in his opinion. When he's angry or confused, he tends to drink.
He hates that people favor him because of his family and he will fight this at every moment he gets. Every moment. Thats why he didn't take over the family business. He took control of his own destiny. He doesn't like people telling him what to do. He'll resent you for it. He doesn't like stupid people. Sounds cruel, but they get on his nerves. Or wait--correction, he doesn't like people who are simple-minded with one thing on their mind.
Likes-
[/li][li]Flirting
[/li][li]Swimming
[/li][li] Feeling as though he's made a difference
Dislikes-
[/li][li] Those little price stickies on boxes that NEVER come off.
[/li][li] Arrogance
[/li][li] People who feel they can buy everything.
Habits-
[/li][li]Drinks when confused/angry
Outlook on Life- Rather cheerful. He thinks that you can have a happy life. He's not prone to depression and enjoys life. Life is good. Life is great!
General Personality-
Appearance:Blake is quite tall standing at six feet. He often uses this height to his advantage, to intimidate if he needs too, to keep others [not to mention himself] safe. He is of muscular build, due to his constant swimming and exercise. He is skilled with swords as they had many at his home.
He has tanned-fair skin which suits him very well. His eyes are slightly rounded almond shape and very dark. the color is untelligible as it ranges from a deep green to a very dark brown. Sometimes, he grows a slight beard before deciding that it does not become him and gets rid of it. He tends to make sure he looks decent at all times, which may get annoying, bu its only because he does not wanted to be spotted by his father 'looking like a filthy commoner' [his father's words, not his] and
because he does not want his father to forbid him from stepping foot out of the house. He's an attractive male by many females standards, but does not consider him that.
Hair- Brown
Eyes- Brown
Dressing Style-
General Appearance- Casual, as he likes to feel comfortable in his clothing. But if needed, he can look very distinguished as he has a considerable warderobe, courtesy of his mother.
Picture (Optional but recommended) In signature picture.
History: He won't tell you about his history. He's much to protective of it than others. Its his. His family was not a very happy one, lets just say that. His mother and father argued much and he found himself in the middle a lot.
Rp Sample:
"Mother!" a pitiful voice wailed out into the black night, there was not a single star in the night, not a single piece of hope. Unbidden, memories of her life before she had discovered her powers came into her head. She fell to her knee's, her black jeans ripping as the impact was quite horrible.
Eve..you're not normal... her mother's voice came into her head and the tears started.
Eve you have to leave us. For our safety.. She remembered telling her mother that she was lying.
Eve promise me that you'll leave. She had shaken that off with contempt.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry alright!" she called into the night. The windows of houses surrounded her, bearing down on her, light shining from them as if they were putting her on trial.
For the murder of my family.. she shivered and said, "I'm not a murderer! It wasn't my fault!"
She looked down at her hands...then what was a dark red substance doing on her hands. Blood of her family..blood of the many that had tried to help her...tried to keep her safe.
And this was how she had repayed them. She struggled to stand but her legs gave out. She stifled back a cry of pain. She felt something in her chest, worming its way through her. It was guilt..something that was building upon her, smothering her...it was as if she couldn't breathe...
She didn't noticed her hands begin glowing, she looked down and screamed, shaking them off.
"I don't want this! I want to - I want my family!" she screamed.
No wonder her parents had lived in a secluded area. She was a murderer.
I'm a murderer. she thought, the revelation coming to her within moments of her denying it. I killed them...and in doing so...I killed myself. now she knew that her heart was gone to be replaced by steel. Murdering her family had turned her into something she had always sworn she'd never be. She stood up, this time without fear, anger or anything in her. There was no emotion, just a feeling of hardness burying itself deeper and deeper into her chest. She began walking, she didn't know where, she didn't know why. All she knew was that she had to leave. She had to go.
Promise me that you'll leave her mother's last wish rang in her ears.
"I've granted you your wish mother. I'm sorry that it came in your death."
She would spend the next 8 years of her life, running, away from everything, never letting anyone close for fear that she would unlease [sp?] something inside her that she couldn't control.
Something that would destroy her and everyone around her.
There was nobody she loved anymore.
[[It was from another site that I'm on. =D]
What is the word in the....
Rules? Accepted
oO Don't know if I did that right. Sorry.
Name:Jasmine/James
Age 14 =)
Contact InfoThe admin's can see my email, but I'd prefer if you used this email if you want to email me. =) h.virdi@yahoo.ca
Rp Experience:Been roleplaying for 4 years, I'm an admin on two sites, but they went inactive unfortunately.
IC:
Name:Blake Morino
Custom Title:Staying True To All My Imperfections [[Sorry its a bit long. =)]
Age: 20
Class: First Class
Family:
Mother- Terese Morino
Father- Jeremiah Morino
Siblings- None.
Personality: Blake is a very easy person to get along with. Despite everyone in his family saying to find a good girl and settle down in a quiet town, he refuses and prefers his own life. He's an aspiring lawyer and has a position in a Law Firm. He's not a thingyy person and very likeable despite the fact that is family are stuck up snobs with no other wish in life than to keep themselves away from normal people in his opinion. When he's angry or confused, he tends to drink.
He hates that people favor him because of his family and he will fight this at every moment he gets. Every moment. Thats why he didn't take over the family business. He took control of his own destiny. He doesn't like people telling him what to do. He'll resent you for it. He doesn't like stupid people. Sounds cruel, but they get on his nerves. Or wait--correction, he doesn't like people who are simple-minded with one thing on their mind.
Likes-
[/li][li]Flirting
[/li][li]Swimming
[/li][li] Feeling as though he's made a difference
Dislikes-
[/li][li] Those little price stickies on boxes that NEVER come off.
[/li][li] Arrogance
[/li][li] People who feel they can buy everything.
Habits-
[/li][li]Drinks when confused/angry
Outlook on Life- Rather cheerful. He thinks that you can have a happy life. He's not prone to depression and enjoys life. Life is good. Life is great!
General Personality-
Appearance:Blake is quite tall standing at six feet. He often uses this height to his advantage, to intimidate if he needs too, to keep others [not to mention himself] safe. He is of muscular build, due to his constant swimming and exercise. He is skilled with swords as they had many at his home.
He has tanned-fair skin which suits him very well. His eyes are slightly rounded almond shape and very dark. the color is untelligible as it ranges from a deep green to a very dark brown. Sometimes, he grows a slight beard before deciding that it does not become him and gets rid of it. He tends to make sure he looks decent at all times, which may get annoying, bu its only because he does not wanted to be spotted by his father 'looking like a filthy commoner' [his father's words, not his] and
because he does not want his father to forbid him from stepping foot out of the house. He's an attractive male by many females standards, but does not consider him that.
Hair- Brown
Eyes- Brown
Dressing Style-
General Appearance- Casual, as he likes to feel comfortable in his clothing. But if needed, he can look very distinguished as he has a considerable warderobe, courtesy of his mother.
Picture (Optional but recommended) In signature picture.
History: He won't tell you about his history. He's much to protective of it than others. Its his. His family was not a very happy one, lets just say that. His mother and father argued much and he found himself in the middle a lot.
Rp Sample:
"Mother!" a pitiful voice wailed out into the black night, there was not a single star in the night, not a single piece of hope. Unbidden, memories of her life before she had discovered her powers came into her head. She fell to her knee's, her black jeans ripping as the impact was quite horrible.
Eve..you're not normal... her mother's voice came into her head and the tears started.
Eve you have to leave us. For our safety.. She remembered telling her mother that she was lying.
Eve promise me that you'll leave. She had shaken that off with contempt.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry alright!" she called into the night. The windows of houses surrounded her, bearing down on her, light shining from them as if they were putting her on trial.
For the murder of my family.. she shivered and said, "I'm not a murderer! It wasn't my fault!"
She looked down at her hands...then what was a dark red substance doing on her hands. Blood of her family..blood of the many that had tried to help her...tried to keep her safe.
And this was how she had repayed them. She struggled to stand but her legs gave out. She stifled back a cry of pain. She felt something in her chest, worming its way through her. It was guilt..something that was building upon her, smothering her...it was as if she couldn't breathe...
She didn't noticed her hands begin glowing, she looked down and screamed, shaking them off.
"I don't want this! I want to - I want my family!" she screamed.
No wonder her parents had lived in a secluded area. She was a murderer.
I'm a murderer. she thought, the revelation coming to her within moments of her denying it. I killed them...and in doing so...I killed myself. now she knew that her heart was gone to be replaced by steel. Murdering her family had turned her into something she had always sworn she'd never be. She stood up, this time without fear, anger or anything in her. There was no emotion, just a feeling of hardness burying itself deeper and deeper into her chest. She began walking, she didn't know where, she didn't know why. All she knew was that she had to leave. She had to go.
Promise me that you'll leave her mother's last wish rang in her ears.
"I've granted you your wish mother. I'm sorry that it came in your death."
She would spend the next 8 years of her life, running, away from everything, never letting anyone close for fear that she would unlease [sp?] something inside her that she couldn't control.
Something that would destroy her and everyone around her.
There was nobody she loved anymore.
[[It was from another site that I'm on. =D]
What is the word in the....
Rules? Accepted
oO Don't know if I did that right. Sorry.
