Post by Sasha Petrova on Jul 13, 2011 6:38:40 GMT -5
[/font]SASHAKATRINAPETROVA!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Sarah, formerly Kawaiimode. I am almost nineteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for nine years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have am not sure anymore. i have been gone for awhile on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by smusnicky@yahoo.com.
Name: Sasha Katrina Petrova
Nickname: Sassy, Sasha
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Female
Sexuality: straight
Playby: Emmy Rossum
Member Group: Human- Sophomore
Appearance: Sasha is rather tall in height, standing at a good five feet eight inches tall. Although she is tall she is not gangly, instead having breasts that are not too big, but not too small. Her muscles are lean from years of ballet, and dance which she keeps up quite regularly. She tends to dress in a more sophisticated style outside of school, but at school she dresses in jeans, and knee length skirts. Her face is very feminine, and elegant. Her eyes are a dark chocolate brown, and are rather big which gives her a doe like expression. Her lips are pouty, and normally she goes over them with a light pink lip stain to emphasize them. Her cheeks are rather defined but still soft. Her hair is naturally curly, but she has tamed it enough that it hangs around her face in waves. Her hair hits her mid back when in waves, but when it's in its natural curly state it hits her the bottom of her shoulder blades. Because her mother is an immigrant from Russia, and because she was homeschooled, Sasha has a slight Russian accent but most people can't identify it unless she is mad.
Personality: Sasha has a rather bright and bubbly personality, especially in social situations. Now that she is attending an actual school instead of being homeschooled by her mother, she is ready to embrace the students and the faculty and hope they embrace her back. She shows exceptional excitement when it comes to dancing, and singing, so she is usually her most bubbly during a school dance. She is a bit pure in her way of thinking especially when it comes to boys since she has never really been around them a lot. She has also never had a boyfriend. With her personality and purity, many will probably want to corrupt her. Not much pisses her off, except for stupidity and lack of common sense.
Likes: Singing, Performing, Dancing -more specifically ballet-, being happy, Gluten free cupcakes
Dislikes: Stupidity, hatred, Boys who don't understand the meaning of no, Sour things, and bad dreams
Mother: Sonya Petrova, 38, Kindergarten teacher
Father: Gregory Peter Petrova -50 - Abandoned her and her mother
Siblings: Not Applicable
Pets: Not applicable
History: Sasha grew up in New York City in a middle class neighborhood and was brought up by her single mother since her father abandoned them right after she was born. She was used to not having much, and has always wondered who her father was. Her mother, even now that she is fifteen, still refuses to tell her. Growing up, her mother always insisted on home schooling her and so Sasha lived isolated from her peers. The only time she was able to interact with kids her age was in her daily dance classes until the age of ten. After that, her mother couldn't afford to pay for them anymore so her contact with her peers was cut off. With her mother's encouragement, Sasha applied for Richmond High after hearing about their music and art programs there. She also applied for several scholarships and for financial aid so that she could go. After a couple of months away, Sasha got her acceptance letter and will now be attending Richmond High as a sophomore.
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Roleplay Post
It was long time for her to take a break and go riding. The growing pressure that was being placed on Maeve by her mother was becoming harder for to deal with. She was trying her hardest not to cut up her hands again before returning home, but it was getting rather difficult to resist the temptation that was building up inside her. The fact that her father had told her not to continue the miniscule cries of help and to break the nasty habit before she got home was grating on her nerves. Meanwhile, the inner desire to go riding and to release energy was strong inside of her. "It doesn't appear to be too comfy looking out there today." Maeve whispered groggily; her gaze slightly hazy as she stared half asleep out the window next to her bed. Snow was falling from the sky, blanketing the ground with its whiteness. She ran a small scarred up hand through her unruly scarlet red curls as she contemplated whether or not she should go out.
On one hand, Maeve did not mind the cold. She lived in the coldest part of Ireland so it truly did not bother her. On the other hand there was the chance that she would injure herself and her horse if she did go riding. After a couple of minutes of weighing the pros and cons, Maeve made up her mind. She needed something that would wear her out so that she would not fixate on the bad. With grace she hopped down from the bed and sleepily began to get dressed. Today would be one of the rare days that she would wear pants. Another several minutes went by before Maeve was ready to go.
Maeve was dress in a pair of long black skin tight jeans and a black turtleneck that clung to her chest like a second skin. It was rather hard to find shirts that didn't cling onto that particular part of her anatomy, but it was comfortable enough for her to wear. The only colorful item of clothing that she was wearing was her bright neon blue snow boots. They made it so much easier to walk through the snow especially since she hated it when her feet got wet. As always Maeve wore her signature black leather gloves and she also wore her hair in two long braids. It was the only way to keep her hair out of her face when she began to ride. The last item that she had on was a large bulky black sweater because she knew she would get cold. "Okie dokie. Time to get going."
The time it took to get down the Ravenclaw Tower all the way to the very beginning of the school grounds was rather long. Lucky for her though that it was early in the morning since barely anyone was up. Last thing she needed was someone to stop her to ask her for help on homework. Now that Maeve was outside a rare smile adorned her face before she began to trudge through the snow towards the stables. Hopefully today would go smoothly. Very few people hung out by the stables so the chance of her running into someone today was rather slim.
- Maeve Sheehan from Wizarding Realm
On one hand, Maeve did not mind the cold. She lived in the coldest part of Ireland so it truly did not bother her. On the other hand there was the chance that she would injure herself and her horse if she did go riding. After a couple of minutes of weighing the pros and cons, Maeve made up her mind. She needed something that would wear her out so that she would not fixate on the bad. With grace she hopped down from the bed and sleepily began to get dressed. Today would be one of the rare days that she would wear pants. Another several minutes went by before Maeve was ready to go.
Maeve was dress in a pair of long black skin tight jeans and a black turtleneck that clung to her chest like a second skin. It was rather hard to find shirts that didn't cling onto that particular part of her anatomy, but it was comfortable enough for her to wear. The only colorful item of clothing that she was wearing was her bright neon blue snow boots. They made it so much easier to walk through the snow especially since she hated it when her feet got wet. As always Maeve wore her signature black leather gloves and she also wore her hair in two long braids. It was the only way to keep her hair out of her face when she began to ride. The last item that she had on was a large bulky black sweater because she knew she would get cold. "Okie dokie. Time to get going."
The time it took to get down the Ravenclaw Tower all the way to the very beginning of the school grounds was rather long. Lucky for her though that it was early in the morning since barely anyone was up. Last thing she needed was someone to stop her to ask her for help on homework. Now that Maeve was outside a rare smile adorned her face before she began to trudge through the snow towards the stables. Hopefully today would go smoothly. Very few people hung out by the stables so the chance of her running into someone today was rather slim.
- Maeve Sheehan from Wizarding Realm
