Post by aleutian delacruz. on Oct 29, 2007 19:54:35 GMT -5
STATUS finished
SILLY MORTAL
NAME
LYNN!
GENDER
female.
CONTACT
xxhit_the_lights@yahoo.com
EXPERIENCE
3 years?
HOW'D YOU FIND US
rpgc
TIME ZONE
central
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME
Aleutian DeLaCruz
AGE
16 [her universal age]
GENDER
Female
SPECIES
Vampire
SEXUALITY
straight
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Aleutian is a pretty plain femme, nothing extra-ordinary about her, well, appearance-wise, anyway. She has a plain face and a small stature, barely reaching 5'4''. She never really minded looking so conforming, for lack of a better word, she liked fitting in. To a certain extent, anyway. But as she grew older and expanded her horizons she grew rather bored with her appearance.
She soon aquired a fascinatoin with dying her hair. Yep, she's one of those kids that should NOT be left alone with Manic Panic. Ever. Aleutian has done a lot of crazy stuff with her hair, though she usually just settles for different shades of reds and oranges. But, with the unpredictability of the color, its never quite the same and there are often unwanted suprizes.
Much like most other kids with an unnatural obsession with Manic Panic hair dye, she also has an equally obnoxious obsession with colored pants. Yep, from teal to pink, chances are, she's got you're color skinny jeans. Aleutian is a sucker for bright colors. Or anything that just looks nonconforming. As I said, you can only cornform for so long before getting bored out of your skull.
So, I am sure Aleu is starting to sound like your typical cliche myspace nerd. Alas! Not quite. Aleutian has her own personal style. Being that her family never really had much money to spare, she learned at a young age how to make things last longer. Even if he spazish ways made that hard to accomplish. Pretty much all it takes it some dental floss, duct tape, and a needle. So, pretty much aleutian is just a very strange looking girl. The tattered bright green converse, that, of course, clash with all the colored pants, the undiscovered band t-shirts.
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
Aleutian is... offbeat. To put nicely, she marches to the beat of her own drummer. Aleutian is, in short, the epitome of ADD and ADHD in one little, 5'4'' package -- in bright pants. Aleutian is very compulsive, she is always wanting to try something new and is constantly getting herself into reckless situations. But with a brother like Kayne who can blame her? She is mellow compared to that boy.
Aleutian is a walking talking catasprophe. With her anything goes attitude, she can never really control herself or take time to think out right from wrong. Aleutian doesnt mean to be so careless, she is simply desperate for contentment, and doing anything to get it. The whole immortaliy concept only encourages this behavior.
Though, for aleutian, its not all fun and games. She cant remember much of her human past, but what she can haunts her to her very core. Aleutian is constantly reminded of horrific events that lead to the torture and near death of her beloved brother, or watching his girlfriend bleed out on the pavement of a remote street, or even her abusive older brother, James.
Aleutian isnt really pleased with being a vampire, and finds the whole thing rather depressing. She thinks up theroies about it in her head, trying to make sense of it all, though really it only complicates it more for the girl. Aleutian seems to bounce from wanting to be accepted, then wanting to be completely different quite frequently, though her recent change in species has calmed her down and left her unsure of everything she has ever known.
LIKES
[x]boys
[x]art
[x]drawing
[x]orange juice
[x]TMNT
[x]tv
[x]technology
[x]the city
[x]being around people
DISLIKES
[x]aberzombies
[x]cats
[x]mac & cheese
[x]being a vampire
[x]being alone
[x]isolation
[x]the country
[x]boredom
OTHER
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE
It was an ordinary day in the suburbs, or, night rather. Aleutian was walking around the small, isolated streets, desperatetly searching for something to hold her interest. Oh, she found that all right. She cant remember much of what happened after that, just a man grabbing her and her desperate struggle to escape.
He was a smart vampire, for all intents and purposes. Leaving no trace of evidence but a line of teeth marks on her left shoulder. Well, she got something to hold her interest, know to find something to do the same for the rest of eternity.
SHOW OFF
RP EXAMPLE
[just a random thread from a different site..]
Battles, by none other than The Spill Canvas, seemed to be the song Aleutian idolized. She could relate to almost every line of the song, as as one stanza says, 'until the day you finally wake up and you're afraid'. Aleutian was waiting for that day. She lived in constant fear of her brother, of the killer. She simply didn't know what to do with herself anymore. What was there to do? She couldn't leave, anywhere there was to go in the town her brother would find her, anywhere outside she could just forget about. The killer wasn't about to let her, or anyone else for that matter, leave.
For some time, Aleutian had lived with the hope that someone was going to come along, or something epic was going to happent to change her fate and make life really seem worth living. Eventually, she decided that was asking a bit too much. Now, she had simply decided it was up to her to change her own fate, to provide for herself. Though, she didn't really have much to work with to accomplish this.
She glanced curiously over at the boy, listening to his stuttering voice and watching carefully his ever shaking hands. She, really, felt bad. Was she scaring him or was he simply a skittish character? Either way she felt bad, and decided to tone it down a bit. "You, uhm, you alright?" She asked carefully, slowly, glancing down at the dog for a moment, smiling gently.
Aleutian was very aware of her somewhat intense persona. She was just find in in-your-face and always wanting to go somewhere or try something new. But that was simply her, compared to her brother it was mellow. She wasn't really sure if the boy was afraid of her or people in general, but she was finding it rather hard to be calm and mellow in this instance. She was rather excited, a new face. She always was. But they were only new and exciting for so long -- well, most the time anyway -- and Aleutian wasn't about to miss a bit of the drama and excitement. No, there wasn't a chance in hell you could ever get Aleutian to miss out on anything even remotely interesting.
"Nice to meet you, Allister." She was still grinning, though she knew he couldn't see, wouldn't notice. but maybe she would give off a good enough vibe. Aleutian was good with vibes. She thought. Bah, whats the point? Lynn in rambling awfully, yet again, and lacking any decent adjectives at this point.
She felt rather rude, not having noticed the boy in all that time. But, could you blame her? Aleutian had no sense of time or schedule, which drove some people insane. She lived for spontaneity, though some called it stupidity. But, Aleutian could really care less. She pulled her shoe to wards her a bit, more out of awkwardness and giving her something to do than anything. She nodded as he spoke, he seemed very exact, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was due to his lack of sight, or simply his personality. Aleutian seemed to focus almost all her energy trying to uncover people's personality's, both obvious and hidden. "And how, might I ask are you liking Westwood?" She asked, smirking a bit.
She laughed a bit as he spoke, Ah, a sense of humor.. she thought to herself, smiling still. It was easier that way, it was obvious she had a bit of work to do, getting the boy to really warm up to her, not to seem to stand-offish and stuttery. But, maybe he couldn't help that. She decided to try not to think about it. Assumptions were bad. She repeated over and over in her head. She wasn't really sure what to say at that point, just kind of staring around blankly. "Have you always been blind?" She asked, and as gently as she said it she regretted it. How could she be so utterly blunt and rude to the boy?! She sure knew how to make people feel bad without trying to. "Sorry, I didn't--I didn't mean it like that...just... you dint have to answer that." She said, at this point feeling like a complete and total idiot.
MODEL
Hayley Williams
CUSTOM TITLE
QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS
nope; love the layout, by the way.
WAIT. i lied. i think...there should be a word count on the bottom of the reply box. I can get you the code if you'd like?
CODE CONFIRMED; REMOVED.
I, Lynn, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
SILLY MORTAL
NAME
LYNN!
GENDER
female.
CONTACT
xxhit_the_lights@yahoo.com
EXPERIENCE
3 years?
HOW'D YOU FIND US
rpgc
TIME ZONE
central
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME
Aleutian DeLaCruz
AGE
16 [her universal age]
GENDER
Female
SPECIES
Vampire
SEXUALITY
straight
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Aleutian is a pretty plain femme, nothing extra-ordinary about her, well, appearance-wise, anyway. She has a plain face and a small stature, barely reaching 5'4''. She never really minded looking so conforming, for lack of a better word, she liked fitting in. To a certain extent, anyway. But as she grew older and expanded her horizons she grew rather bored with her appearance.
She soon aquired a fascinatoin with dying her hair. Yep, she's one of those kids that should NOT be left alone with Manic Panic. Ever. Aleutian has done a lot of crazy stuff with her hair, though she usually just settles for different shades of reds and oranges. But, with the unpredictability of the color, its never quite the same and there are often unwanted suprizes.
Much like most other kids with an unnatural obsession with Manic Panic hair dye, she also has an equally obnoxious obsession with colored pants. Yep, from teal to pink, chances are, she's got you're color skinny jeans. Aleutian is a sucker for bright colors. Or anything that just looks nonconforming. As I said, you can only cornform for so long before getting bored out of your skull.
So, I am sure Aleu is starting to sound like your typical cliche myspace nerd. Alas! Not quite. Aleutian has her own personal style. Being that her family never really had much money to spare, she learned at a young age how to make things last longer. Even if he spazish ways made that hard to accomplish. Pretty much all it takes it some dental floss, duct tape, and a needle. So, pretty much aleutian is just a very strange looking girl. The tattered bright green converse, that, of course, clash with all the colored pants, the undiscovered band t-shirts.
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
Aleutian is... offbeat. To put nicely, she marches to the beat of her own drummer. Aleutian is, in short, the epitome of ADD and ADHD in one little, 5'4'' package -- in bright pants. Aleutian is very compulsive, she is always wanting to try something new and is constantly getting herself into reckless situations. But with a brother like Kayne who can blame her? She is mellow compared to that boy.
Aleutian is a walking talking catasprophe. With her anything goes attitude, she can never really control herself or take time to think out right from wrong. Aleutian doesnt mean to be so careless, she is simply desperate for contentment, and doing anything to get it. The whole immortaliy concept only encourages this behavior.
Though, for aleutian, its not all fun and games. She cant remember much of her human past, but what she can haunts her to her very core. Aleutian is constantly reminded of horrific events that lead to the torture and near death of her beloved brother, or watching his girlfriend bleed out on the pavement of a remote street, or even her abusive older brother, James.
Aleutian isnt really pleased with being a vampire, and finds the whole thing rather depressing. She thinks up theroies about it in her head, trying to make sense of it all, though really it only complicates it more for the girl. Aleutian seems to bounce from wanting to be accepted, then wanting to be completely different quite frequently, though her recent change in species has calmed her down and left her unsure of everything she has ever known.
LIKES
[x]boys
[x]art
[x]drawing
[x]orange juice
[x]TMNT
[x]tv
[x]technology
[x]the city
[x]being around people
DISLIKES
[x]aberzombies
[x]cats
[x]mac & cheese
[x]being a vampire
[x]being alone
[x]isolation
[x]the country
[x]boredom
OTHER
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE
It was an ordinary day in the suburbs, or, night rather. Aleutian was walking around the small, isolated streets, desperatetly searching for something to hold her interest. Oh, she found that all right. She cant remember much of what happened after that, just a man grabbing her and her desperate struggle to escape.
He was a smart vampire, for all intents and purposes. Leaving no trace of evidence but a line of teeth marks on her left shoulder. Well, she got something to hold her interest, know to find something to do the same for the rest of eternity.
SHOW OFF
RP EXAMPLE
[just a random thread from a different site..]
Battles, by none other than The Spill Canvas, seemed to be the song Aleutian idolized. She could relate to almost every line of the song, as as one stanza says, 'until the day you finally wake up and you're afraid'. Aleutian was waiting for that day. She lived in constant fear of her brother, of the killer. She simply didn't know what to do with herself anymore. What was there to do? She couldn't leave, anywhere there was to go in the town her brother would find her, anywhere outside she could just forget about. The killer wasn't about to let her, or anyone else for that matter, leave.
For some time, Aleutian had lived with the hope that someone was going to come along, or something epic was going to happent to change her fate and make life really seem worth living. Eventually, she decided that was asking a bit too much. Now, she had simply decided it was up to her to change her own fate, to provide for herself. Though, she didn't really have much to work with to accomplish this.
She glanced curiously over at the boy, listening to his stuttering voice and watching carefully his ever shaking hands. She, really, felt bad. Was she scaring him or was he simply a skittish character? Either way she felt bad, and decided to tone it down a bit. "You, uhm, you alright?" She asked carefully, slowly, glancing down at the dog for a moment, smiling gently.
Aleutian was very aware of her somewhat intense persona. She was just find in in-your-face and always wanting to go somewhere or try something new. But that was simply her, compared to her brother it was mellow. She wasn't really sure if the boy was afraid of her or people in general, but she was finding it rather hard to be calm and mellow in this instance. She was rather excited, a new face. She always was. But they were only new and exciting for so long -- well, most the time anyway -- and Aleutian wasn't about to miss a bit of the drama and excitement. No, there wasn't a chance in hell you could ever get Aleutian to miss out on anything even remotely interesting.
"Nice to meet you, Allister." She was still grinning, though she knew he couldn't see, wouldn't notice. but maybe she would give off a good enough vibe. Aleutian was good with vibes. She thought. Bah, whats the point? Lynn in rambling awfully, yet again, and lacking any decent adjectives at this point.
She felt rather rude, not having noticed the boy in all that time. But, could you blame her? Aleutian had no sense of time or schedule, which drove some people insane. She lived for spontaneity, though some called it stupidity. But, Aleutian could really care less. She pulled her shoe to wards her a bit, more out of awkwardness and giving her something to do than anything. She nodded as he spoke, he seemed very exact, and she couldn't help but wonder if it was due to his lack of sight, or simply his personality. Aleutian seemed to focus almost all her energy trying to uncover people's personality's, both obvious and hidden. "And how, might I ask are you liking Westwood?" She asked, smirking a bit.
She laughed a bit as he spoke, Ah, a sense of humor.. she thought to herself, smiling still. It was easier that way, it was obvious she had a bit of work to do, getting the boy to really warm up to her, not to seem to stand-offish and stuttery. But, maybe he couldn't help that. She decided to try not to think about it. Assumptions were bad. She repeated over and over in her head. She wasn't really sure what to say at that point, just kind of staring around blankly. "Have you always been blind?" She asked, and as gently as she said it she regretted it. How could she be so utterly blunt and rude to the boy?! She sure knew how to make people feel bad without trying to. "Sorry, I didn't--I didn't mean it like that...just... you dint have to answer that." She said, at this point feeling like a complete and total idiot.
MODEL
Hayley Williams
CUSTOM TITLE
[b]right on,[/b][i] right now.[/i]QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS
nope; love the layout, by the way.
WAIT. i lied. i think...there should be a word count on the bottom of the reply box. I can get you the code if you'd like?
CODE CONFIRMED; REMOVED.
I, Lynn, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
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