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 Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 6:17 pm
Setting:
An apartment building.
(yes, like the one in my character's history)
Bed available with another occupant.
It is written outside the building on a flailing piece of paper attached with a small piece of Scotch tape.
She waits in her room listening to the people below her.
13 stories below her.
She awaits the person her might knock on the door and say "Bed available?"
Maybe it will be the one she's waiting for.
The one who will finally get her.
Understand her.
Maybe.
Intrested?
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Posted: Mon Jun 09, 2008 6:20 pm
Name: Emma Anderson
Race: Human
Age: about 21
Genetic Makeup: Her hair has grown down to touch her middle-back. It's color resembles a raven. It has a tone of solid black and it runs straight down with no curls to tousle it. Her skin is not pale, but not tan either. It is in between those two colors that makes her skin almost delicate and smooth. Her eyes are strange and see everything that goes on everywhere with their piercing green color. Her thick lashes outlined her eyes with perfection, but that seemed to be the only thing about her that was perfect.
Clothes: She has very little clothing, but enough to be able to wear clean clothes everyday. She wears a white or black tube-top with one of her many hoodies, with elbow length sleeves, over it. Her jeans are adorned with holes from use. They are either dark or light blue, never any other color. She does not own a skirt or dress, or plan on getting one either. Just so you know.
Personality: Emma is in every way quiet. She doesn't like to talk much, because she doesn't feel the need to talk, unless spoken to. But when she opens those rosy lips of hers, she can be very bold about her words. She can tell you things with a straight face and comfort you at the same time. It shocks some of her friends how she can be so quiet, but bold at the same time. But that is just how she works.
Interests: Words. She is fascinated by how words can determine life in such an important way. She wants to learn all of them and their meanings. And to write them and help people with their problems and lives. Even though she can't even help herself.
History: Born in Rhode Island. Emma's mother died while giving birth to her. After her mother died, her father killed himself with an overdose and alcohol abuse. At this time she was about four years of age. She became an orphan after her father's death. She grew up off of a priest who gave her a bed and food. She didn't attend school until she was 12 years od, when the priest died of cancer.
She then was sent to an orphanage where they homschooled her at the orphanage. Here she found out very early from the other children about her parents. From then on she blamed their death on her. Her mother from dieing from giving birth and her father from depression of his wife's death. She had become a lonesome soul allowing no one else to see inside her. Afraid that they would think of her as a killer. A murderer.
When she had graduated and reached the age of 18, she was kicked out of the orphanage due to her depressed state and old enough to take some care of herself. She had one tattered case of clothes and old memories in photographs. She found an abondoned house that was soon to be condemned, but she thought she would have enough money to pay rent in an apartment by then. But she never did.
A year later, still living in the condemned house, awoke to the sound of a loud shatter. She awoke to find her home being smashed to the ground. As she grabbed her belongings a pillar fell down onto her. She screamed in pain and then blacked-out.
Her eyes opened to bright lights and machinery around her. A man was beside her looking at a monitor beside her. He saw her awaken and explained who she was. He then said you've been in acoma for about 2 years. After several months of physical therapy. She was set free from the hospital, no bills to be payed. Already paid for with the money of the priest found in his will days after she entered the hospital.
And now hear she is. Living off what little she has. but just enough to aford an apartment on the 13th floor.
Attractions: She wants someone that can understand her without her saying a word. Someone that can actually suprise her. Someone that can speak for her without mistaking her thoughts or actions. Pretty much a total chatterbox that is always happy. Strange thing for a girl that doesn't like to talk.
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 1:18 pm
(join? profile on charrie page)
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