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Personal Information:
Name: (Just Call Me Arowl)
Age: N/A
Character Information:
Name: Samara Marie October
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Alignment: Rebellion (Against her mother's wishes^^)
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Fallen Angel
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 132 lbs.
Eye Color: Bright red, but also can be green, it depends on her mood really. If she's ticked, red, if not, green.
Hair Color: Jet black. She'd rather have it down and straight than up and really curly. But, she deals with them both, normally just having her hair pulled back for classes and for practicing. She has one single blonde strip in the back of her hair, and she's actually thinking of dying her hair red.
Body Physique: She's thin, but not too thin as to where she looks anemic.
Clothing Preference: She loves black, she may not wear it a lot, but she loves black. She also loves punk clothing. Her wardrobe consists of punk clothes, the normal couple gowns, and a couple 'normal' outfits.
Personality: Um... how to explain? She's overly hyper right after she's eaten chocolate, but, she'll be awfully dreary if someone makes her cry. She has three main emotions, overly happy, dreary sad, and so-ticked-of-she'll-tear-your-face-off.
History: (First off the bat, she has no memories past the age of 4, but then again, who does?)
Imagine this: A young child of about the age of five, sitting on a door step to a house of nearly three stories, a young woman finding her when she was coming in from grocery shopping. The woman just happens to have bright red hair. She takes the girl in, feeds her, and then asks where her parents are, to which the answer that was received was: "I don't have parents?"
(Horrible, Yes?)
Now Skip Five Years: The same girl, ten years old, sleeping, being woken up by imcomparable pain, screaming, tears falling down her face. The woman, now older, with a set of robes on, rushes in, staring down at her, then realizes something as a man walks in, with jet black hair and pale skin. Both start discussing, and a little bit later, it's settled. The girl is a fallen.
Now To Present Time: Same girl, now sixteen, with a pair of grey, black speckled wings and a big mouth. Dressed in punk gear, hanging out with friends, just talking on and on and on, and then suddenly, her friends were gone.
(It's crummy... but I wrote this as I was waking up)
Family: Alice October: Red headed werewolf with a bigger mouth than Samara. She has a great gift for gardening and has a HUGE garden in the backyard of her home, but she also works as a Professor of (insert this here when I figure it out).
Rasmus October: The black haired hot headed vampire that was one of the 'antagonists' nearly twenty or so years back at Rynosis Academy for the Gifted. He has a great sense of humor, now, and a good gift for the dark arts, but then again, what Dark mage wouldn't? But, he's better with the Light arts then the Dark.
Powers: She likes using fire magic, but is gifted like her adoptive father with the dark magic as well. But, she will only use dark magic in tight spots. Her hair is actually the product of messing around with dark magic.
Other: N/A
Roleplaying Sample: (Lazy this morning...)
"Daddy..." a young girl of maybe five stared up at the black haired vampire busily typing away at his computer. She tugged at his shirt gently, "Daddy... I wanna show you what I did in kindergarten today!" She was only swatted away, falling back and hitting her head against the wall. Whimpering, she stood up, heading downstairs.
The ghost of Albern was sitting quietly on the couch, staring at the wall. The girl walked up to him, holding a peice of paper in her hands. The paper had two stick figures on it, one with long red hair and the other with glasses. They were holding a small girl with wings and a squiggle was supposedly Albern, who by now had melted into the couch and disappeared.
A little bit later, Alice found her in her room, the paper tore up and on the girls desk. "Samara... what's wrong?" the red head asked quietly, sitting down on the bed and pulling the girl into her lap, holding her close. "Why'd you tear up your drawing? I wanted to see it." She smiled gently, holding out her hand, the paper reforming and floating gently to them. Smiling, she held it out, "Now, let me see, is that Mommy?" she asked quietly, pointing to the red head. Getting a smile and a nod, she continued on. "Now who's the squiggle?"
"Uncle Albern, Mommy."
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