Post by Nessy on Mar 21, 2006 13:51:53 GMT 12
(So, yeah, I like making characters. I swear this is the last one... for now! :D)
[Name >> Beatriz "Poet" Pessoa
[Age >> 16
[Gender >> Female
[Tribe >> N/A
[Rank >> N/A [Poet/Writer]
[Nationality >> Portuguese
[Politics >> Too distracted to care
[Romantic orientation >> Too strange to understand
[Appearance >> There is nothing special about this girl. She is short, has brown eyes and light brown hair, cut short with scissors by her own hands. Her boy-ish looks make people mistake her for a boy, especially since she is quite thin - the unhealthy kind of thin. She uses glasses that are usually quite dirty and have to be held on the middle by duct-tape. She also uses a coconut hat and a business suit that's a little too big but suits her, so that she doesn't wander around naked. She also wears a white button shirt underneath and a white tank top. Always with a shoulder bag, which contains lots of empty notebooks, loose written papers and a couple of pencils and pens she tends to find in old shops. She always looks tired, cigarette dangling from her mouth on on her jacket's pocket, she has nowhere to go. Not only she wears that said business suit - and it's not even a woman's - she also wears white flip-flops. Yes, flip-flops, those things you usually walk on at the beach. No-one said she wasn't weird.
[Attitude >> Poet is, with lack of a better word to describe, very strange and very forgetful. She forgets everything minus her bag. She forgets where she is, she forgets to sleep, sometimes she forgets her own name, she forgets that there are Tribes, well, in short, she forgets everything. She is weird, talks to herself a lot, as if she has a voice inside her head. Poet is always tired due to sleep deprivation and lack of food, which she replaces with cigarettes and water. Occasionally, she eats things that... shouldn't be eaten, but only because they are chewable (for example, erasers). People mostly call her crazy, but there are some who call her a genious. A weird, crazy genious, but a genious nevertheless. Occasionally, Poet will end up in a random territory and wonder how the hell she got there. People can try to either hunt her or kill her, but she isn't really easy to kill or sane enough to recruit. Plus, she has this... way of speaking, that makes people hesitant in attacking her, since she seems to be always with her head on the clouds. She enjoys tap dancing whenever she feels like, singing loudly whenever she feels like, and pretty much to everything whenever she feels like. Poet is probably well-known among commoners of Tribes, since she tends to sneak up on them and engage conversations. As her nickname tells, not only because she writes a lot of poems, she is a typical poet since she also thinks too much, likes to create various philosophies, and is 'in mental pain'; she's kind of melancholic. She likes to curse "eloquently" too, especially use phrases like, "The mind masturbation is good for a soul to fuck. And to fuck is good for the soul!" - just to prove furthermore she's weird.
[Notable History >> Nobody really knows where the hell she comes from. Well, people know she comes from Portugal, but that's that. She appeared one night out of nowhere, singing a poem and tap dancing randomly.
[Reputation >> Weird. She. Is. Weird. Everyone knows that. But they also know that she's a sharp tongue, and will criticize if she feels the need to. She's insane, and doesn't seem to fear anything because of it. She's also known to have heated conversations with herself in the middle of nowhere.
[Name >> Beatriz "Poet" Pessoa
[Age >> 16
[Gender >> Female
[Tribe >> N/A
[Rank >> N/A [Poet/Writer]
[Nationality >> Portuguese
[Politics >> Too distracted to care
[Romantic orientation >> Too strange to understand
[Appearance >> There is nothing special about this girl. She is short, has brown eyes and light brown hair, cut short with scissors by her own hands. Her boy-ish looks make people mistake her for a boy, especially since she is quite thin - the unhealthy kind of thin. She uses glasses that are usually quite dirty and have to be held on the middle by duct-tape. She also uses a coconut hat and a business suit that's a little too big but suits her, so that she doesn't wander around naked. She also wears a white button shirt underneath and a white tank top. Always with a shoulder bag, which contains lots of empty notebooks, loose written papers and a couple of pencils and pens she tends to find in old shops. She always looks tired, cigarette dangling from her mouth on on her jacket's pocket, she has nowhere to go. Not only she wears that said business suit - and it's not even a woman's - she also wears white flip-flops. Yes, flip-flops, those things you usually walk on at the beach. No-one said she wasn't weird.
[Attitude >> Poet is, with lack of a better word to describe, very strange and very forgetful. She forgets everything minus her bag. She forgets where she is, she forgets to sleep, sometimes she forgets her own name, she forgets that there are Tribes, well, in short, she forgets everything. She is weird, talks to herself a lot, as if she has a voice inside her head. Poet is always tired due to sleep deprivation and lack of food, which she replaces with cigarettes and water. Occasionally, she eats things that... shouldn't be eaten, but only because they are chewable (for example, erasers). People mostly call her crazy, but there are some who call her a genious. A weird, crazy genious, but a genious nevertheless. Occasionally, Poet will end up in a random territory and wonder how the hell she got there. People can try to either hunt her or kill her, but she isn't really easy to kill or sane enough to recruit. Plus, she has this... way of speaking, that makes people hesitant in attacking her, since she seems to be always with her head on the clouds. She enjoys tap dancing whenever she feels like, singing loudly whenever she feels like, and pretty much to everything whenever she feels like. Poet is probably well-known among commoners of Tribes, since she tends to sneak up on them and engage conversations. As her nickname tells, not only because she writes a lot of poems, she is a typical poet since she also thinks too much, likes to create various philosophies, and is 'in mental pain'; she's kind of melancholic. She likes to curse "eloquently" too, especially use phrases like, "The mind masturbation is good for a soul to fuck. And to fuck is good for the soul!" - just to prove furthermore she's weird.
[Notable History >> Nobody really knows where the hell she comes from. Well, people know she comes from Portugal, but that's that. She appeared one night out of nowhere, singing a poem and tap dancing randomly.
[Reputation >> Weird. She. Is. Weird. Everyone knows that. But they also know that she's a sharp tongue, and will criticize if she feels the need to. She's insane, and doesn't seem to fear anything because of it. She's also known to have heated conversations with herself in the middle of nowhere.
