Post by Rose Nightwood on Jul 14, 2006 18:09:16 GMT 12
Name: Rose Nightwood
Alias: Simply 'Rose', sometimes called 'Nova'
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Weapon(s): Rose hates death and killing, so she's not much of a physical fighter, though she considers her sharp tongue a weapon. Of course, she always carries a short knife with her, just in case.
Tribe: Cigarettes
Rank: Commoner, I suppose
Nationality: British/American. She has a very slight British accent.
Politics: Believe the unbelieveable; expect the unexpected.
Romantic orientation: Straight
Appearance: Rose is a fairly average girl in appearance. Her hair is a dark auburn, so dark that it is almost red, and it falls to about the center of her back. Her deep blue eyes are very persuasive, and she can get almost anyone to do almost anything for her, although those eyes will sometimes give away her deepest emotions, and she hates when that happens. Her build is on the skinny side, although her weight is fairly normal, being about 110 lbs. Being agile and lithe might cause you to think that she is very tall, but she's actually of average height, about 5' 4".
Attitude: Rose is very wary of people, and doesn't let on to her true personality unless you are very close to her. However, you can tell at once that Rose is very intelligent because it shows in her eyes. Sometimes she might come off as a bit of a ditz, but that is basically a mask that she hides behind. Once you get to know her, she proves to be a very clever girl, not to mention resourceful. She's quite lively as well, but only after you get to know her. Rose isn't fond of crowds, and has a rather independant nature.
But nobody's perfect, and Rose is no exception. She doesn't like to listen to others unless they support her opinion about something, making her quite rebellious. Some people can't stand that, though some don't mind it, but only the guys like when she is fiesty. Not that she enjoys flirting, she is just aware of certain things. She knows how much other girls hate it when she fights back and finds a retort better than theirs. She is also headstrong, and likes to do things her own way, even if it means breaking the rules. Also, when she is bored, Rose will become lazy. She needs human company, even though she doesn't always appreciate it. When she is feeling lazy, she will also often be very moody. It sort of just goes along with it, and she likes to be alone during these times.
Notable History:
Hope you don't mind if I put it in post form...
A teenage girl of about sixteen years sat on one of the park benches. Her slightly wavy hair fluttered in the breeze, locks of such dark auburn that they were almost scarlet. The leaves of autumn swirled around her sandaled feet, short gusts of wind causing them to spiral up her legs which were clothed in brand new denim jeans from Daddy. Her head was hung, feeling depressed and upset, her spirits at an all time low. She didn't know what she was waiting for, or why she was even here. Nothing made sense anymore.
Well, of course she knew why she was here. Her parents had to make everything difficult. Just when life was going her way, they had to go and ruin it. Other kids probably would have mostly gotten over the emotional impact of a divorce within a few months or so. It had been almost a year since her parents had split up and Rose still felt the sting. Every time she thought about it her heart ached. Her bond with her parents had been quite strong, probably more stable than others' of her age. She didn't care what others thought. She still called her father 'Daddy'. She still went shopping with her parents sometimes, even though she was old enough to drive herself and her friends to the mall. And she still played those old video games with her mom, just to make her happy. It wasn't even an act either. She just loved her family, and she saw nothing wrong with that. Small arguements and the occasional door-slamming processions were fairly normal, but her childhood love still existed. She loved neither one more or less than the other, for both shared her compassion and always would.
It was then that Rose realized that her eyelids were beginning to fall. She let them cover her eyes, shielding her from the harmful outside. Protecting her from the harsh realities of life. Letting her dream whatever dreams popped into her mind. Guarding her from the troubled world.
Kind of like my parents, she thought, right before she drifted off into that wonderful little bubble that she could call home.
It was from the past, not in New Pork. Basically, her parents got divorced and she had a really hard time dealing with it. She ran away and lived on her own, and just got to New Pork with the rest of the kids, I guess... I'm not familiar with this story, so I can't really fill in the rest... of course, I can if necessary. ^^;
Reputation: Rose tends to keep to herself, so she doesn't really have much of a reputation. Those who do know her only know her true self; spunky, spirited, spicy. But, first impressions are important, and so her reputation has yet to develop.
(Sorry for shortness, I don't really understand this part ^^
Just let me know if anything is wrong or missing from my bio and I'll gladly modify it ^_^
Alias: Simply 'Rose', sometimes called 'Nova'
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Weapon(s): Rose hates death and killing, so she's not much of a physical fighter, though she considers her sharp tongue a weapon. Of course, she always carries a short knife with her, just in case.
Tribe: Cigarettes
Rank: Commoner, I suppose
Nationality: British/American. She has a very slight British accent.
Politics: Believe the unbelieveable; expect the unexpected.
Romantic orientation: Straight
Appearance: Rose is a fairly average girl in appearance. Her hair is a dark auburn, so dark that it is almost red, and it falls to about the center of her back. Her deep blue eyes are very persuasive, and she can get almost anyone to do almost anything for her, although those eyes will sometimes give away her deepest emotions, and she hates when that happens. Her build is on the skinny side, although her weight is fairly normal, being about 110 lbs. Being agile and lithe might cause you to think that she is very tall, but she's actually of average height, about 5' 4".
Attitude: Rose is very wary of people, and doesn't let on to her true personality unless you are very close to her. However, you can tell at once that Rose is very intelligent because it shows in her eyes. Sometimes she might come off as a bit of a ditz, but that is basically a mask that she hides behind. Once you get to know her, she proves to be a very clever girl, not to mention resourceful. She's quite lively as well, but only after you get to know her. Rose isn't fond of crowds, and has a rather independant nature.
But nobody's perfect, and Rose is no exception. She doesn't like to listen to others unless they support her opinion about something, making her quite rebellious. Some people can't stand that, though some don't mind it, but only the guys like when she is fiesty. Not that she enjoys flirting, she is just aware of certain things. She knows how much other girls hate it when she fights back and finds a retort better than theirs. She is also headstrong, and likes to do things her own way, even if it means breaking the rules. Also, when she is bored, Rose will become lazy. She needs human company, even though she doesn't always appreciate it. When she is feeling lazy, she will also often be very moody. It sort of just goes along with it, and she likes to be alone during these times.
Notable History:
Hope you don't mind if I put it in post form...
A teenage girl of about sixteen years sat on one of the park benches. Her slightly wavy hair fluttered in the breeze, locks of such dark auburn that they were almost scarlet. The leaves of autumn swirled around her sandaled feet, short gusts of wind causing them to spiral up her legs which were clothed in brand new denim jeans from Daddy. Her head was hung, feeling depressed and upset, her spirits at an all time low. She didn't know what she was waiting for, or why she was even here. Nothing made sense anymore.
Well, of course she knew why she was here. Her parents had to make everything difficult. Just when life was going her way, they had to go and ruin it. Other kids probably would have mostly gotten over the emotional impact of a divorce within a few months or so. It had been almost a year since her parents had split up and Rose still felt the sting. Every time she thought about it her heart ached. Her bond with her parents had been quite strong, probably more stable than others' of her age. She didn't care what others thought. She still called her father 'Daddy'. She still went shopping with her parents sometimes, even though she was old enough to drive herself and her friends to the mall. And she still played those old video games with her mom, just to make her happy. It wasn't even an act either. She just loved her family, and she saw nothing wrong with that. Small arguements and the occasional door-slamming processions were fairly normal, but her childhood love still existed. She loved neither one more or less than the other, for both shared her compassion and always would.
It was then that Rose realized that her eyelids were beginning to fall. She let them cover her eyes, shielding her from the harmful outside. Protecting her from the harsh realities of life. Letting her dream whatever dreams popped into her mind. Guarding her from the troubled world.
Kind of like my parents, she thought, right before she drifted off into that wonderful little bubble that she could call home.
It was from the past, not in New Pork. Basically, her parents got divorced and she had a really hard time dealing with it. She ran away and lived on her own, and just got to New Pork with the rest of the kids, I guess... I'm not familiar with this story, so I can't really fill in the rest... of course, I can if necessary. ^^;
Reputation: Rose tends to keep to herself, so she doesn't really have much of a reputation. Those who do know her only know her true self; spunky, spirited, spicy. But, first impressions are important, and so her reputation has yet to develop.
(Sorry for shortness, I don't really understand this part ^^
Just let me know if anything is wrong or missing from my bio and I'll gladly modify it ^_^
