Post by rim on Jul 21, 2009 19:35:40 GMT -5
`will you feel anything at all
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is RIM JOSSLYN TRACEY the first to die?[/b]
"quote/lyrics/line/ that describes/is said by your character goes here"
` if i kiss you where it's sore[/b][/size][/center]
, age . 17
, rp experience . 3-ish years; been writing for 7, though
, how you found us . ad on The Gifted
, contacts . PM or gmail [/size][/ul]
`in a town where the ties are only blood
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames . Rim, RJ
, age . 17
, date of birth . May 7
, category (wanderer or discovery) . wanderer
, canon N/A
, face claim .[/size][/ul] Zooey Deschanel
`and he told me that i'd done all right
[/b][/size][/center], weight . 120
, tattoos&piercings . silver infinity symbol on her left wrist, Arabic lettering for "faith" on her outer right ankle; no piercings
, distinguishing features . blushes often/easily; usually toying with her hair in some manner
, physical flaws . her height, or lack there of, is a never-ending bother to her
, personal style . Rim is a fairly casual dresser, usually opting for comfort over fashion. However, the artist in her often throws in an interesting or unique piece (a vest, scarf, funky shoes, etc) every once in a while.
, general descriptionRim has long, dark hair worn curly and usually swept up. She doesn't have the patience to keep it down so it goes into ponytails, pigtails, braids, buns... She also has a habit of twirling her hair in her fingers and tugging on it.
Rim has skin that is often described as "petal." She's very pale with touches of blush that seem to never fade. Despite the fair complexion, she doesn't get freckles usually.
Lastly, Rim has pale grey-blue eyes with a sort of green rim about the pupil. They're wide and tend to carry a "little girl lost" quality about them, brimming with innocence. This couldn't be further from the truth, though. .[/size][/ul]
`ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
[/b][/size][/center]-writing
-reading
-animals
-being outside
-drawing/painting/sketching
, dislikes .
-ignorance/stupidity
-unwarranted cruelty (esp. toward animals)
-science
, strengths .
-seeing things from different perspectives
-caring for the people around her
, weaknesses .
-standing up for herself
-dealing with hard-and-fast, right-and-wrong things (science, math, etc)
, goals .
-capture whatever she is really trying to capture in her art
-find the meaning of the death (or maybe her life)
, fears .
-being left completely alone
, secrets .
, personalityAll in all, Rim is hesitant person. She doesn't like to impose on others and often keeps to herself because of that. She's fragile in that she's sensitive, but she's able to keep most of those feelings inside and not let others see how bad she's hurting. Usually.
Likewise, she loves caring for those around her, especially children. She's an extremely maternal person and very empathetic, often throwing herself into her friends' problems/issues to avoid her own. .[/size][/ul]
`you are my sweetest downfall
[/b][/size][/center], residence before death . Baltimore
, cause of death .
, father . Thomas Tracey
, mother . Natalie Tracey
, sibling(s) . Marcus Andrew Tracey (22), Antony Philip Tracey (20), Seraphina Ann Tracey (13)
, pet(s) . Chocolate labrador named Bradbury, charcoal kitten named Everest
, other family . Jack Tracey (17) -cousin and something of a best friend
, history At least four good paragraphs. No maximum.[/size][/ul].[/color]
` i loved you first
[/b][/size][/center], member title . not sure what to put...?
, certificate of authenticity . not sure what to put...?
, rp sample . from The Gifted, "Mirror, Mirror" as Essence Newman.
Hopping up the steps to Ryder's house, Essence tried to convince herself that she was in a good mood. It didn't work. Sighing, she knocked twice on his door and then immediately turned around to lean against it. She popped a cigarette into her mouth and snapped her Zippo open. It didn't light.
"Fuck." She tried again but to no avail. She must be out of fuel or something. Rolling her eyes, she jammed the lighter back in her pocket and fished around for the pack of matches she usually on hand. Pulling it out, she lit one savagely against the steps only to have it break in half and immediately go out. She swore harshly again.
Staring at the match as if it had gone out to purposely insult her, Essence slowly got a new one, lit it carefully on the sole of her shoe and brought it to her cigarette. She half-expected it to go out. Grateful that it didn't, Essence waved it to estinguish the flame, tossed it aside, and sucked in a hearty lungful of nicotine.
He better fucking answer his door. Soon. And she was probably gonna start a fight 'cause she was so pissed.
This was not going to be a good day. [/size][/ul]
Just to let you know, Maura made this template, not you. If you just happen to steal it, and be warned, that she will come to your house and devour your intestines.
The lesson learned for today? Stealing or claiming this to be yours is a serious NO NO.
Thank you!
[/size]The lesson learned for today? Stealing or claiming this to be yours is a serious NO NO.
Thank you!