Post by TrueBlue on Nov 10, 2011 17:25:29 GMT -5
----I’M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY----
…let’s take it from the top…!
…let’s take it from the top…!
*| player name/alias: TrueBlue
*| age: 11
*| other characters on this site: None
*| years of roleplaying experience: 2
*| how you found the site: TimeFlys is my pal outside of RPing
*| contact information: Either Email or PM will work
*| something special: Wolves rock!
----SHE’S GOT A BODY LIKE AN HOURGLASS----
…it’s ticking like a clock…!
*| full name: Leah Clearwater
*| nickname(s): None
*| date of birth/date of transformation: 11-11
*| age (chronological/physical): 18
*| height/weight: 122lbs, 5'10"
*| hair color/eye color: Black hair and brown eyes
*l distinguishing physical characteristics: None
*| species/type: Werewolf, Loner, but wants to be in a pack
*| special abilities: None
*| mother: Sue Clearwater
*| father: Harry Clearwater
*| siblings: Seth Clearwater
*| marital status: Open
*| significant other: Sam Uley
*| age/occupation of significant other: 19
*| children: None
*| other family: None
*| coven: Lone Wolf
*| likes: Running, arguing, racing others, being useful, working and being competitive.
*| dislikes: People who hurt her friends, being useless, cheaters, Sam Uley, for breaking her heart, and people who are lazy.
*| hopes/dreams: To have Sam love her again, or to to find someone else to love.
*| fears: To be forced to be around Sam if he doesn't like her.
*| secrets: None
*| personality:
Leah is angry and bitter, due to her broken heart. She tends to vent her anger at Sam on others, being short-tempered and snappy.
Leah is sarcastic and competitive, and loves to run. She is bitter and feirce, and prefers to dump her anger on others. Leah is overprotective of her little brother, Seth Clearwater.
*| history: Leah Clearwater was born in La Push, in the Quillute Reservation. She was very close with her cousin, Emily Young. As a freshman in highschool, she began dating Sma Uley. She loved him, and one day he dissapeared for three weeks. A little while later, he imprinted on Emily, and dumped Leah. She became bitter and hateful towards everyone after that.
*| roleplay sample: Leah scrambled up, and raced out the door, leaving it swinging in her wake. She skidded to a halt. It would be faster to just morph, and find out for herself. Something was going on. She walked more slowly into the woods, and stripped, binding the clothes to the cordage around her leg. She glanced around her. The forest was green and lush, the trees tall and straight. Perfect condition to run, no annoying branches to tangle her paws. She began to run, and trembling violently, felt a searing flash if heat over her russet skin. She was on the ground, pace increasing to her large gray paws, covering the ground fast. She spotted a blur of sand-colored fur. Seth. She sighed internally. Well, she would just have to work with her little brother here, too it seemed. She veered towards the sandy wolf. Her pace slowed, matching his. She watched him run, his gangly body tall and lanky. Seth’s fur was sleeked back from the wind force from their swift, grueling pace. She flashed him a wolfish smile. Hey, pipsqueak, wanna race? She invited him, pace increasing slightly, waiting for his reaction. He nodded his huge head, and sped up, too. So, what’s up little bro? She asked him, paws churning the brown, loamy earth below them.
Alrighty. The lyrics are from the song "Misery Business" by the most amazing band of all time- Paramore! This template was made by ALILUNWELL of CAUTION 2.0. She busted her butt to make this thing for you to use, and would love for you to use it. But if you remove this- in other words, if you steal this template- she will hunt you down and send her army of androids after you, ‘kay? Understood? Thanks. Here, have a cookie. :}
[/size] …it’s ticking like a clock…!
*| full name: Leah Clearwater
*| nickname(s): None
*| date of birth/date of transformation: 11-11
*| age (chronological/physical): 18
*| height/weight: 122lbs, 5'10"
*| hair color/eye color: Black hair and brown eyes
*l distinguishing physical characteristics: None
*| species/type: Werewolf, Loner, but wants to be in a pack
*| special abilities: None
----IT’S A MATTER OF TIME----
…before we all run out…!
…before we all run out…!
*| mother: Sue Clearwater
*| father: Harry Clearwater
*| siblings: Seth Clearwater
*| marital status: Open
*| significant other: Sam Uley
*| age/occupation of significant other: 19
*| children: None
*| other family: None
*| coven: Lone Wolf
----WHEN I THOUGHT HE WAS MINE----
…she caught him by the mouth…!
…she caught him by the mouth…!
*| likes: Running, arguing, racing others, being useful, working and being competitive.
*| dislikes: People who hurt her friends, being useless, cheaters, Sam Uley, for breaking her heart, and people who are lazy.
*| hopes/dreams: To have Sam love her again, or to to find someone else to love.
*| fears: To be forced to be around Sam if he doesn't like her.
*| secrets: None
*| personality:
Leah is angry and bitter, due to her broken heart. She tends to vent her anger at Sam on others, being short-tempered and snappy.
Leah is sarcastic and competitive, and loves to run. She is bitter and feirce, and prefers to dump her anger on others. Leah is overprotective of her little brother, Seth Clearwater.
----I WAITED EIGHT LONG MONTHS----
…she finally set him free…!
…she finally set him free…!
*| history: Leah Clearwater was born in La Push, in the Quillute Reservation. She was very close with her cousin, Emily Young. As a freshman in highschool, she began dating Sma Uley. She loved him, and one day he dissapeared for three weeks. A little while later, he imprinted on Emily, and dumped Leah. She became bitter and hateful towards everyone after that.
*| roleplay sample: Leah scrambled up, and raced out the door, leaving it swinging in her wake. She skidded to a halt. It would be faster to just morph, and find out for herself. Something was going on. She walked more slowly into the woods, and stripped, binding the clothes to the cordage around her leg. She glanced around her. The forest was green and lush, the trees tall and straight. Perfect condition to run, no annoying branches to tangle her paws. She began to run, and trembling violently, felt a searing flash if heat over her russet skin. She was on the ground, pace increasing to her large gray paws, covering the ground fast. She spotted a blur of sand-colored fur. Seth. She sighed internally. Well, she would just have to work with her little brother here, too it seemed. She veered towards the sandy wolf. Her pace slowed, matching his. She watched him run, his gangly body tall and lanky. Seth’s fur was sleeked back from the wind force from their swift, grueling pace. She flashed him a wolfish smile. Hey, pipsqueak, wanna race? She invited him, pace increasing slightly, waiting for his reaction. He nodded his huge head, and sped up, too. So, what’s up little bro? She asked him, paws churning the brown, loamy earth below them.
----I TOLD HIM I COULDN’T LIE----
…he was the only one for me…!
…he was the only one for me…!
Alrighty. The lyrics are from the song "Misery Business" by the most amazing band of all time- Paramore! This template was made by ALILUNWELL of CAUTION 2.0. She busted her butt to make this thing for you to use, and would love for you to use it. But if you remove this- in other words, if you steal this template- she will hunt you down and send her army of androids after you, ‘kay? Understood? Thanks. Here, have a cookie. :}