Post by Nicole Windham on Jun 12, 2011 21:23:16 GMT -5
[/font]MALLORY NICOLEWINDHAM!?
[/center]Hey! I go by KACY. I am TWENTY and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for NINE YEARS and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have NO ONE on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
Name: Mallory Nicole Windham
Nickname: Everyone calls her Nicole or Nic
Age: Twenty-Four
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Member Group: Demigod Archery Teacher; Daughter of Ares
Appearance: My Appearance…really? *sigh* I have long light brown hair that goes to my shoulder blade, which I keep down and wavy. I have been told that I have full lips and soft eyes that are also a lighter shade of brown. I have a nice even tan with kickass curves. I have a lean, yet toned body type, so I can kick your ass. I stand around 5’7” and weigh a little less than 136lbs, all muscle.
Personality: I guess you can say that I am a bit of a sweetheart, but when you get on my nerves I can be the total opposite. I am stubborn when it comes to fights, whether it is hand to hand or a debate. I am a bit headstrong, so I usually act for I think which has gotten me in a few sticky situations. Aside from the stereotypical Ares born, I am quite intelligent and I have received my degree in Mythology with a focus on the Greeks. Overall, I am fun and outgoing, but just don’t cross me the wrong way.
Likes:
Cars, not the cute kinds, the ones that roar to life when you rev the engine.
Exercising
The Outdoors
Fighting, the thrill of knowing that I won..Perfection.
Dislikes: Liars
Cheaters
Whiners
Complainers
Cheap Dates
Mother: Susan Windham; 44, Deceased
Father: Ares
Siblings: The other children of Ares… Other than that I am an only child…sad day
Pets: Nope
History: My history isn’t much except I was born from a Greek god. Growing up I was told that I was different because I enjoyed things that most girls didn’t; like wrestling, football, dirt, and outdoors. My mom told me it was because I was like my father, except I didn’t know my father. Growing up I was picked on, and adopted the name Nic because it was the closest thing to a boy name and the guys hated calling me Mallory…Anywhodle, I have yet to meet my father, nor do I desire meeting him. I found the job at the school a year ago and I have been working there. I sincerely love my job and all the benefits of teaching the how to kill. Fun Times!
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Roleplay Post
An eerie silence fell over the Notte Gente Coven house as the moon lingered overhead, as her grandfather clock in the living room chimed as its hands were straight up indicating that it was midnight. This was a time of the day were most humans were fast asleep or just coming in groggily from a few drinks with friends, but there were those special individuals who couldn't find themselves neither asleep nor even remotely sleepy. Nic fell into that category as she sat curled up in her bed with Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice and a warm cup of freshly brewed honey tea. She should have been asleep, but as she made it farther into the book it made it that much harder to walk away. Today had been perfect simply because she didn’t see one Coven vampire and it was carrying over into the late night. Nic rarely had nights to herself anymore since things in the Coven were stirring about another Bleeder being ‘illegal’ or whatever, turned into a vampire. The vampires seemed much hungrier now that a food source had been taken away and Nic was one of the few ‘social’ bleeders. She was free game, which left her at risk for over draining from some stubborn vampire. The one vampire that she was thinking of was…Adrian. The words of the books went blurry as her mind went through the first bite from each of the Coven vampires. Most were just casual, some sensual, and then there was Adrian, who deserved a category all his own. He didn’t charm or dazzle her; instead he was rude and forceful. He let himself go to the instinct to feed and on many occasions Nic had to turn aggressive. She felt powerless when he was feeding on her, and that made her nervous because he wouldn’t think twice if he ‘accidently’ drained her completely. At that thought, Nic felt a cold chill travel down her spine and that was her cue to get to sleep before her day was ruined. She hurried gathered her book and tea, flipped of the lamp, and rolled over in her bed. She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing, but her mind was racing with nightmarish thoughts. She attempted to think of the happy thoughts, like the Sun and all its blazing glory. She tried desperately to shut off her mind, but the more she tried the more she couldn’t seem to find sleep. She sat up in bed and looked around her room. Everything seemed fine, well aside from the fact that on the other side of her door were vampires who may or not be hungry. She slid so her back was against the headboard and watched the door for anything. That’s when the door knob turned, and Nic’s night was officially ruined.
