Post by Valerie on Dec 5, 2008 15:16:03 GMT -5
Name
Valerie or Val for short
Age
14
Alliance
Neutral
Appearance
Valerie has dark bluish purple shoulder-length hair tied back in a short ponytail. Her bangs covered her emerald eyes. She wore a lime green tank top with a cartoon face on it. On her arms, were shining silver arm bands. She wore a pair of three-quarter pants with a beige camo pattern. On her feet were black and white checkered slip-ons. Valerie is of medium height and slim size.
She looks a little like this.
Personality
Val is quite calm. She figures out each situation carefully, reviewing every possible option, before making her move. She is also fast on her feet, reflexes almost like lightning. Though she is very short-tempered. She gets mad easily and often releases her rage on people she cares about deeply by mistake, and gets in trouble because of it. Valerie isn't the type of person to have a lot of parties. She needs her own quiet space sometimes. But she's not the type to stay in the shadows, remote from socialization, either.
Weapon
The Sleeping Lion keyblade.
Abilities
Has amazing speed, control air and fly. Although Valerie has lightning speed, her blows are a little weak and she is quite fragile.
History
Valerie never knew her parents. They passed away when she was little. She lived with her aunt since then. Being the only child, she felt very lonely. Yes, she has friends, but she never got the chance to get to know them. She grew up with only her siamese cat she found on the streets, Minx. But right after a series of weird, very weird, events, Valerie found that she had these... abilities. She found that she can control the winds and developed lightning speed. She ran away from home and never came back.
Sample Post/Audition
Valerie panted heavily. She was running for 20 minutes, non-stop. Jacket in hand, she ran harder for the tall white building just ahead, "God, help me," she muttered under her breath. The building looked so close, yet it seems that every step Valerie takes made no difference. Time was running out. Val didn't even know what she was running for or why she was so desperate to get to that white building looming over her.
"Ah!," Val woke up gasping, as if she had held her breath for an hour. Her phone glowed, dimly lighting up her small circular room. 10 miss calls? thought Valerie. Who in the right mind would call someone in the middle of the night? she checked her Walkman and found out that it was an anonymous caller. "Stupid advertisers, calling people in a completely different time zone," Val muttered. Just then, lightning flashed through her window. As she looked out her round window, she saw an angry storm on the beach. Val saw something in the raging waves. A speck of white.
She ran out of her seaside house, her coat flapping in the fierce winds. The little speck she saw just managed to get itself to shore. "Hey!," Val shouted to the person sprawled on the sand, as she ran closer. She saw that the person was only a little girl, about six to seven years old. "Oh God, what are you doing in the middle of a raging storm!," she said. The girl seemed unconscious, so Val carried her to her house.
She layed her on the couch, putting layers of blankets on the girl. She went to her room to get her phone. As she entered her room, her phone immediately rang, playing her Epik High ring tone. It was the anonymous caller again. Bad timing. Very bad timing, she thought. A lot of weird things have been happening to her lately.
Valerie or Val for short
Age
14
Alliance
Neutral
Appearance
Valerie has dark bluish purple shoulder-length hair tied back in a short ponytail. Her bangs covered her emerald eyes. She wore a lime green tank top with a cartoon face on it. On her arms, were shining silver arm bands. She wore a pair of three-quarter pants with a beige camo pattern. On her feet were black and white checkered slip-ons. Valerie is of medium height and slim size.
She looks a little like this.
Personality
Val is quite calm. She figures out each situation carefully, reviewing every possible option, before making her move. She is also fast on her feet, reflexes almost like lightning. Though she is very short-tempered. She gets mad easily and often releases her rage on people she cares about deeply by mistake, and gets in trouble because of it. Valerie isn't the type of person to have a lot of parties. She needs her own quiet space sometimes. But she's not the type to stay in the shadows, remote from socialization, either.
Weapon
The Sleeping Lion keyblade.
Abilities
Has amazing speed, control air and fly. Although Valerie has lightning speed, her blows are a little weak and she is quite fragile.
History
Valerie never knew her parents. They passed away when she was little. She lived with her aunt since then. Being the only child, she felt very lonely. Yes, she has friends, but she never got the chance to get to know them. She grew up with only her siamese cat she found on the streets, Minx. But right after a series of weird, very weird, events, Valerie found that she had these... abilities. She found that she can control the winds and developed lightning speed. She ran away from home and never came back.
Sample Post/Audition
Valerie panted heavily. She was running for 20 minutes, non-stop. Jacket in hand, she ran harder for the tall white building just ahead, "God, help me," she muttered under her breath. The building looked so close, yet it seems that every step Valerie takes made no difference. Time was running out. Val didn't even know what she was running for or why she was so desperate to get to that white building looming over her.
"Ah!," Val woke up gasping, as if she had held her breath for an hour. Her phone glowed, dimly lighting up her small circular room. 10 miss calls? thought Valerie. Who in the right mind would call someone in the middle of the night? she checked her Walkman and found out that it was an anonymous caller. "Stupid advertisers, calling people in a completely different time zone," Val muttered. Just then, lightning flashed through her window. As she looked out her round window, she saw an angry storm on the beach. Val saw something in the raging waves. A speck of white.
She ran out of her seaside house, her coat flapping in the fierce winds. The little speck she saw just managed to get itself to shore. "Hey!," Val shouted to the person sprawled on the sand, as she ran closer. She saw that the person was only a little girl, about six to seven years old. "Oh God, what are you doing in the middle of a raging storm!," she said. The girl seemed unconscious, so Val carried her to her house.
She layed her on the couch, putting layers of blankets on the girl. She went to her room to get her phone. As she entered her room, her phone immediately rang, playing her Epik High ring tone. It was the anonymous caller again. Bad timing. Very bad timing, she thought. A lot of weird things have been happening to her lately.