HOOD, Danielle

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DANIELLESANDRAHOOD!?

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Hey! I go by Kaia. I am seventeen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for 1 year and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no characters on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by pm or email.

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Name: Danielle Sandra Hood
Nickname: She is often referred to as 'Hood'. Otherwise, just call her Danielle.
Age: sixteen
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight
Member Group: demigod junior- daughter of Hermes

Appearance: The first thing you notice about Danielle is that, at 5 foot 0, she is small. She prefers 'petite' though. From the sport she does, she has a rather slim and athletic frame. She has upturned eyebrows, a sarcastic, crooked smile and a gleam in her chocolate brown eyes, making her look like a typical child of Hermes. Danielle has wavy brown hair, that is cut into a style that reaches down to her back. She is pale, but doesn't easily blush. Clothes wise, Danielle will usually dress in a t-shirt, with a unbuttoned shirt on top of it, shorts, and her trusty converses, in all colours from regular black to more funky lime green. Of course, Danielle isn't seen anywhere without her trademark denim bag, in which she stashes various things she's brought or stolen, to sell around school.
Personality: Danielle is pretty much your typical child of Hermes. She loves to pull pranks, and is very mischievous and fun-loving. I suppose you could call her the class clown; the one who's always laughing, joking around and pulling many a prank. She also loves to pick pocket, so be on your guard while around her. Not many things make her angry, but one thing she hates is when she is crossed, and gets into an argument. Like most half bloods, she is dyslexic and ADHD.

Danielle has an urge to make money, and has a little money making scheme going on; basically her selling anything people want; that includes illegal stuff too. She's never been caught- obviously, seeing as her father is Hermes- and is always on the lookout. Danielle loves to play sports, and is captain of the baseball team. Okay, she might cheat a little on occasion, but come on, her dad is Hermes. Danielle's fatal flaw is that she will do absolutely anything to get what she wants, and that often results in her sometimes nearly getting caught pulling her various pranks and stealing stuff.

Likes: pulling pranks, sports, making money, jokes, having fun
Dislikes: boring people, lazy people, being crossed by someone, injustice, fire

Mother: Cheryl Katherine Hood, 41, barmaid
Father: Hermes, God of messengers and thievery.
Siblings: all the other children of Hermes (half)
Pets: none
History: When Cheryl and Hermes had their little fling, Cheryl never expected, nor wanted, to become pregnant. But she was, and she completely regretted it. So when Danielle was born, Cheryl didn't want her. They were never close, and were often arguing. One day when Danielle was 14, while shouting at each other, Cheryl told her daughter that she never wanted her. Furious, Danielle packed her bags, and that night ran away from home. Whilst alone on the streets, her father Hermes found her, and guided her to the school for demigods and humans alike. And she's been here ever since, causing havoc...
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Roleplay Post

Staring into those chocolate brown felt weirdly intense, as though a slight electric shock was zooming through Sam's body, and connecting with the brunette girl. Although it sounds really cliche, it felt as though it was only he and this unknown girl in East Hampton Village, gazing into each other's eyes for seconds, minutes, hours... he wasn't too sure. Again, forgive for sounding cliche, but Sam had never really felt this way, it was a strange sensation, not quite heaven, but nearly there. This girl was quite small, compared to his five foot eleven lanky frame. She seemed to be that little bit older than him, but there was nothing wrong with that. With her long brown hair and strangely 'perfect', to Sam at any rate, features, she seemed like a small angel... if angels were tanned.

Suddenly, she leant forward, and took a few steps towards him, reaching him rather quickly. "I'm sorry, this is surely going to sound like a cheesy pickup line", she said, in a British accent, her voice tailing off into silence. This was coincidental, Sam personally had a soft spot for British accents. "Have we met somewhere before, by any chance?". Did she really think that they had met, or was she lying, for some bizarre reason? Now, most people would just think that she was looking for some quick fame as a model or something, but Sam's fatal flaw came into play here; naivety. While most people placed in this situation would tell the gorgeous girl to piss off, but Sam never saw it like that; partly because he tries to be positive, but mainly because he's just gullible like that. So for that reason, the option that this girl just wanted to fuck him for some free photo shoot never crossed his mind.

"I don't think so...", Sam said, an amused smile on his face. "I would've remembered someone this pretty". He winked, the grin on his face widening. Sam was always up for a little flirt, but he always was, always is, and always will be a hopeless romantic. The girls seemed to love those cheesy lines, and if this girl was around to stay, he would need to put all his romantic-ness into play.

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