Post by scarlett on Jun 25, 2011 9:22:43 GMT -5
[/font]SCARLETTNOELLEEVERLEIGH!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Nerissa. I am almost fifteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for for a year and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no one else on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
Name: Scarlett Noelle Everleigh
Nickname: Scar - only used by close friends/family
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Playby: Jessica Stam
Member Group: Demigod, Junior, Daughter of Demeter
Appearance: Scarlett is a lean and tall, eighteen year old girl. She may seem fragile and frail but she isn't. Scarlett is naturally slim and lanky because of her father's gene pool. Her blonde hair falls in curls, reaching past her shoulders. She has light blue eyes. Scarlett is always looking presentable whether it be at home watching soap operas or at the mall. She has three piercings on both ears and one tattoo of a daisy on her left ankle.
Personality: Scarlett is a cynical pessimist who takes an instant dislike to most things at first sight. Sarcasm is her first language. She doesn't like to open up to others and makes it her duty to be a pain in the butt for everyone else. She does flirt. But she feels as though she is destined to never fall in love 'cause she believes it doesn't exist. There is a soft side to Scarlett. She is very loyal to those close to her even though they won't know it.
Likes:
- Flowers
- Nature
- To flirt
- Daisies
- Her family
Dislikes:
- Ignorant people
- Liars
- People who brag
- Peanut Butter
- Scary movies
Mother: Demeter, ---, Goddess of Agriculture
Father: Gregory Hugh Everleigh, 46, Computer Engineer
Siblings: n/a
Pets: White British Longhair Cat - Musky
History:
Scarlett was born in a small city area of Louisville, Illinois. She was born and raised there by her father. She grew up knowing nothing of her mother, only that she was 'as beautiful as a Greek Goddess'. Scarlett had never looked back on those words, never thinking that her mother was close to a Greek Goddess, but she wouldn't argue that with her father. When she was only four years old, she had started to take interest into nature, something that intrigued her father a lot. As her interest with nature grew, she had started to somehow manipulate the crops of her grandmother's farm. Scarlett kept her secret to herself, not even telling her own father who would've had all the answers as to why she could do things with crops.
At the age of twelve, her father moved from Illinois to Richmond, dragging a hesitant Scarlett with him. That was when her father had revealed her mother's identity to her. Scarlett grew distant with her father, thinking of his words as lies just to get her to stop being antsy about moving into Richmond. As the place grew onto her, she finally accepted the fact that her mother was a Greek Goddess.
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Roleplay Post
The little boy ran for his life, skidding along a row of immovable knights. The sounds of his sneakers sliding against the floor filled the empty corridor. "I think I've lost 'em." Aaron whispered into his wrist, imagining some sort of communicating device on his arm. He stopped and leaned on the wall for support. "Yep, I've lost 'em." He repeated, breathing deeply as he did so. Aaron clutched a feathery Native American hat in his arms and tucked it inside his robes. It was the only safe place he could think of. A place where no spies would attempt to steal his beloved hat.
He glanced to the other side of the wall before leaping to his feet. "You can't take my hat away from me, you despicable spies." He yelled to no one in particular. He ran quickly, clutching his hat so tight that some of his feathers became ruffled. In reality, no one was chasing him. There was no reason for him to run. But he swore he heard spies talking about their plan to take his hat. Spies were in the castle. Shouldn't the Headmaster cast powerful spells to keep them away? It wouldn't be that hard to whip out your wand, do some pizzazz-y moves and bam, the spies would be gone.
The door opened and he stepped inside without taking a look inside. He took out his hat, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. But the voice made him jump. He turned around, his back flat against the door. "C - Clary?" Aaron tilted his head, staring at the other blonde and - What on earth was she wearing on her head? Was that a mouse? His gaze focused on the mouse on her head. "You do know you have an animal on your head. Me thinks it's dead." He said, pointing at the mouse. He shut the door behind him, inching towards Clary and her ladybug.
He glanced to the other side of the wall before leaping to his feet. "You can't take my hat away from me, you despicable spies." He yelled to no one in particular. He ran quickly, clutching his hat so tight that some of his feathers became ruffled. In reality, no one was chasing him. There was no reason for him to run. But he swore he heard spies talking about their plan to take his hat. Spies were in the castle. Shouldn't the Headmaster cast powerful spells to keep them away? It wouldn't be that hard to whip out your wand, do some pizzazz-y moves and bam, the spies would be gone.
The door opened and he stepped inside without taking a look inside. He took out his hat, a sigh of relief escaping his lips. But the voice made him jump. He turned around, his back flat against the door. "C - Clary?" Aaron tilted his head, staring at the other blonde and - What on earth was she wearing on her head? Was that a mouse? His gaze focused on the mouse on her head. "You do know you have an animal on your head. Me thinks it's dead." He said, pointing at the mouse. He shut the door behind him, inching towards Clary and her ladybug.
From a HP rpg I'm on
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