Post by Arabella on Mar 15, 2009 22:39:22 GMT -5
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Paint your name in Blood
Name: Arabella
Age: 21
Rank: {This will be changed later}
Personality: How exactly do you begin to describe the personality of Arabella? She can be both sweet and sour. She can be your sweetest dream, she can be your friend and she can be your greatest ally. But she can also be your biggest fear, your most horrifying nightmare, she can make you wish you were never born and not regret it for an instant. Mischievous and rebellious is the way she's always been. Starting trouble is something she known for. You can tell the huge different between her and her older cousin, Wolfram. Where Wolfram tries to act tough for people, she just is tough. She hates being told what to do, unless it's someone she actually gives a crap about...which that's not many people. She uses whatever she has to her advantage, and yes, this includes her looks. She act vain and self centered but really she's not...cause acting is one of the things Arabella does best.
History: Arabella is an only child. She was born to a typical mother who was the clean, cook, and raise the children type, and father who was enlisted in the navy. Her father had a brother who was also in the navy, and the two families were very close. Growing up, Arabella was forced to spend a crap load of time with Wolfram and was forced to play games with him, games she didn't really enjoy playing. But Wolfram also teased Arabella a lot when she was little, and one day something inside the once sweet little girl snapped. She literally beat up her cousin as much as a little girl could to the disapproval of her family. Once she was dragged inside, and both of them were cleaned up, her mother and father went to scold her. She didn't listen to a word of it, and even walked out of the room. In fact, she ignored them so much so that when her parents were calling for her to come back, she turned around, stuck her tongue out and ran off. This was probably the start of Arabella's problem with following orders and refusing to listen. This was probably also the start of her parents dislike for the girl she was becoming, and the woman she would one day become.
It was from that moment Arabella was shaping up in to something much different then her parents planned. She was nothing how they wanted her to be. Her parents expected and looked upon her to be their little princess, and they often called her princess. Well, if they expected a princess who was causing trouble everywhere, picking fights with her cousin and other boys her age and beating the crap out of them, then she defiantly was a princess. But unfortunately, that wasn't the princess they had in mind. Their little princess didn't like wearing dresses, playing with dolls and playing make believe. She was a rough princess, a rough princess indeed.
Arabella's behavior wasn't the first cure brought on to the family. When Arabella was about 13 or 14, Wolfram's parents were killed. It is assumed they were killed by pirates, but only Wolfram knew the truth. Wolfram enlisted in the navy soon after his parent's death, apparently driven by riding the world of filth like pirates. It was during that time Arabella's mother had died, and Arabella's father practically disowned her, leaving her to go to her cousin. But once in the care of her cousin, she learned he was in the navy. Never agreeing with how the navy took care of things, she yelled and screamed at Wolfram. He didn't listen to her, but maybe that's because she and her cousin never got along to begin with. So she ended up running away from her cousin, from that whole life she was brought in to. She never looked back on it, and she never once wondered what would happen to her and what would happen to her cousin.
But it seemed Arabella's running away was for the better. While her cousin remained a loyal navy pansy, something he was good at, Arabella became more beautiful and seductive as the days went by, and she became stronger as well. By the time she was sixteen she was already able to fight her way out most of her problems. She was good as getting what she wanted as well, she knew all too well how to manipulate people in to giving her things like money, food, and other various items, and she she became quiet the escape artist. She never once has been in a situation she couldn't get out of, and she hasn't ran in to her cousin yet. Maybe that's because she goes by the name Ara now, and maybe because she looks a LOT different. But maybe that will all change, soon.
{More will be added later}
Weapons: Two swords. That's all she needs to kick your ass :3
Part of crew or owner of the ship: {WILL ADD LATER ><;;}
Weapons/Powers: Does it look like she needs any? xD Nah, she does not.
Custom Title:
Face Claim:
Family: Mother [Dead], Father [Whereabouts unknown], cousin Wolfram [estranged/navy pansy]
Sample RP:
A red head ran down the sidewalk. Her long red hair was done up in ondagos, and her eyes were sapphire blue and filled with excitement. She was so happy! She had rushed out of school just for this moment. Still her in school uniform she pushed through people happily, not caring how many glares she received and how many dirty looks people gave her and mutters people whispered amongst herself. My, her name was Dagger, and she was in a hurry!
She continued running, trying to remember where they said to meet was at. She had a brain fart for a moment, and seemed to forget. Then her eyes watered, no, she had to see her friends! It was then she remembered. She turned left and kept on running. She was waiting, keeping her eyes open and focus sharp. She wondered who would show up, and who was going to be there.
She took another turn and froze. That's when Dagger saw a familiar face - well, she spotted the car first. It was then she saw a blonde, a blonde she knew all too well. Her smile went even wider, and she took a deep breath. "KYYYYIIIRRREEE!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She then ran forward and threw herself at Kyire and wrapped her arms around the other female.
"Kyire!! I missed you! Where have you been?!?!"
How did you find us: Admin, duh :3
Password: Rum Soaked
Paint your name in Blood
Name: Arabella
Age: 21
Rank: {This will be changed later}
Personality: How exactly do you begin to describe the personality of Arabella? She can be both sweet and sour. She can be your sweetest dream, she can be your friend and she can be your greatest ally. But she can also be your biggest fear, your most horrifying nightmare, she can make you wish you were never born and not regret it for an instant. Mischievous and rebellious is the way she's always been. Starting trouble is something she known for. You can tell the huge different between her and her older cousin, Wolfram. Where Wolfram tries to act tough for people, she just is tough. She hates being told what to do, unless it's someone she actually gives a crap about...which that's not many people. She uses whatever she has to her advantage, and yes, this includes her looks. She act vain and self centered but really she's not...cause acting is one of the things Arabella does best.
History: Arabella is an only child. She was born to a typical mother who was the clean, cook, and raise the children type, and father who was enlisted in the navy. Her father had a brother who was also in the navy, and the two families were very close. Growing up, Arabella was forced to spend a crap load of time with Wolfram and was forced to play games with him, games she didn't really enjoy playing. But Wolfram also teased Arabella a lot when she was little, and one day something inside the once sweet little girl snapped. She literally beat up her cousin as much as a little girl could to the disapproval of her family. Once she was dragged inside, and both of them were cleaned up, her mother and father went to scold her. She didn't listen to a word of it, and even walked out of the room. In fact, she ignored them so much so that when her parents were calling for her to come back, she turned around, stuck her tongue out and ran off. This was probably the start of Arabella's problem with following orders and refusing to listen. This was probably also the start of her parents dislike for the girl she was becoming, and the woman she would one day become.
It was from that moment Arabella was shaping up in to something much different then her parents planned. She was nothing how they wanted her to be. Her parents expected and looked upon her to be their little princess, and they often called her princess. Well, if they expected a princess who was causing trouble everywhere, picking fights with her cousin and other boys her age and beating the crap out of them, then she defiantly was a princess. But unfortunately, that wasn't the princess they had in mind. Their little princess didn't like wearing dresses, playing with dolls and playing make believe. She was a rough princess, a rough princess indeed.
Arabella's behavior wasn't the first cure brought on to the family. When Arabella was about 13 or 14, Wolfram's parents were killed. It is assumed they were killed by pirates, but only Wolfram knew the truth. Wolfram enlisted in the navy soon after his parent's death, apparently driven by riding the world of filth like pirates. It was during that time Arabella's mother had died, and Arabella's father practically disowned her, leaving her to go to her cousin. But once in the care of her cousin, she learned he was in the navy. Never agreeing with how the navy took care of things, she yelled and screamed at Wolfram. He didn't listen to her, but maybe that's because she and her cousin never got along to begin with. So she ended up running away from her cousin, from that whole life she was brought in to. She never looked back on it, and she never once wondered what would happen to her and what would happen to her cousin.
But it seemed Arabella's running away was for the better. While her cousin remained a loyal navy pansy, something he was good at, Arabella became more beautiful and seductive as the days went by, and she became stronger as well. By the time she was sixteen she was already able to fight her way out most of her problems. She was good as getting what she wanted as well, she knew all too well how to manipulate people in to giving her things like money, food, and other various items, and she she became quiet the escape artist. She never once has been in a situation she couldn't get out of, and she hasn't ran in to her cousin yet. Maybe that's because she goes by the name Ara now, and maybe because she looks a LOT different. But maybe that will all change, soon.
{More will be added later}
Weapons: Two swords. That's all she needs to kick your ass :3
Part of crew or owner of the ship: {WILL ADD LATER ><;;}
Weapons/Powers: Does it look like she needs any? xD Nah, she does not.
Custom Title:
[color=pink][size=1]Estranged Little Princess[/size][/color]Face Claim:
NoneFamily: Mother [Dead], Father [Whereabouts unknown], cousin Wolfram [estranged/navy pansy]
Sample RP:
A red head ran down the sidewalk. Her long red hair was done up in ondagos, and her eyes were sapphire blue and filled with excitement. She was so happy! She had rushed out of school just for this moment. Still her in school uniform she pushed through people happily, not caring how many glares she received and how many dirty looks people gave her and mutters people whispered amongst herself. My, her name was Dagger, and she was in a hurry!
She continued running, trying to remember where they said to meet was at. She had a brain fart for a moment, and seemed to forget. Then her eyes watered, no, she had to see her friends! It was then she remembered. She turned left and kept on running. She was waiting, keeping her eyes open and focus sharp. She wondered who would show up, and who was going to be there.
She took another turn and froze. That's when Dagger saw a familiar face - well, she spotted the car first. It was then she saw a blonde, a blonde she knew all too well. Her smile went even wider, and she took a deep breath. "KYYYYIIIRRREEE!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She then ran forward and threw herself at Kyire and wrapped her arms around the other female.
"Kyire!! I missed you! Where have you been?!?!"
How did you find us: Admin, duh :3
Password: Rum Soaked
