Post by roxy on Jun 18, 2011 17:46:57 GMT -5
[/font]ROXANNEMIDORIBRUINNS!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Roxy. I am thirteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for half a year and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have Roxy on this site and I think she's pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PMing.
Name: Roxanne Midori Bruinns
Nickname: Roxy or Rox
Age: fifteen
Gender: female
Sexuality: bi
Member Group: A demigod who belongs to Hermes which is a freshmen.
Appearance: Roxy is a typical Asian girl with the features to show it. She has extremely dark hair and eyes yet a very pale skin tone to make it all pop out. Her jet black hair is always lying around her shoulders or on rare occasions a braid. Makeup isn't a need for her, so Roxy pretty much doesn't own any sort of thing. Also, her body frame is pretty thin and slender considering her bones are fairly thin and long; her body mass is also very light. This girl tends not to show off her thin, curvy body and tries hard to cover it up as much as she could.
Personality: For a Hermes kid, Roxy isn't so much hyperactive and run-around-like-a-crazy-person type. Instead, she's more laid back and relaxed when not disturbed or bothered though she does have a knack at unlocking doors and pickpocketing. When angered or frustrated, Roxy tends to get emotional and gradually start breaking down until she's hit rock bottom or become really insane. Roxy has a tendency to be really straightforward and blurt her thoughts out to people which will either anger them or flatter them depending on her thoughts. She tries not to judge people by what they look or even where but eventually does that any way because it's her nature. Besides that, the Hermes girl doesn't even get into much arguments or even verbal insults and can't even throw a strong punch. Overall, she's pretty much harmless.
Likes: Plushies, pick-pocketing, unlocking doors without keys, sleeping, silence, and being lazy.
Dislikes: Work, chores, homework, noise, and people ranting.
Mother: Morticai Bruinns, 45, Therapist
Father: Mickie Bruinns, 46, Lawyer
Siblings: Justin, 3, human
Pets: None
History: Ever since Rox was a tot, she always had a knack at stealing and unlocking things. She was also curious in her father whom she had never met once in her life and only brought him up when her mother had started to babble about him and his personality. Morticai would then change the topic and try to get her daughter's attention with a snack. Roxy concluded that it must had been hard on her mother and so didn't bring anymore questions of his whereabouts. Since then, it was pretty hard to bring any subjects up including her family and such. At elementary and middle school, Roxy tried to resist her urge of stealing but knew well how to lie. Lying to teachers and even friends. In the middle of first Junior High year, her mother remarried a wealthy lawyer who fell in love with Morticai.
As her middle school years ended, Morticai had spilled the beans about her father and what high school she will be attending the following year. Roxy didn't know whether to sad or overjoyed about leaving her Sacramento home; eventually, she accepted it and got here.
Code Word: -edited out by mod-
Roleplay Post (from another site)
Sayama had a full grin as she approached the beach bare footed. The time was passing quick, so she had to enjoy some of this to herself since it is going to be a really intense next week. The Apollo girl has already felt the excitement stirring inside herself. She knew she had to be mentally prepared for anything like dying or watching someone being killed in front of her eyes. All Hell's going to break loose and someone will eventually have the first effect. She just felt it.
As she made her way closer to the water, Saya tightened her grip on her tiny glass bottle that held her weekly wishing note in it. That paper had her heart poured out all over; her wanting of victory. It's a cliche, but the Apollo girl somehow believed in it. As she raised her arm to throw, the young girl took quick glances around the perimeter, making sure nobody, or felt like nobody was watching. Sayama slowly inhaled the mild ocean smell and threw the bottle into a wave that slowly took it back to its' original home. After a moment of staring at the bottle bobbing farther and farther away, Sayama looked around again, hoping no one saw that.
"Goodbye Happiness..." Her attention drew back to the waves that had taken her wish. That will be her last until afterward or until after the battle. It's not good to keep wishing when you don't even know if you're going to live any further, nor is it any good to wish a friend back to life. Everything may be impossible, but that doesn't mean there's hope. Then again, who knows when hope has come? It's always best to do everything yourself.
Slowly, she sat herself down on the warm sand and folded her legs like a monk and just stared off into the distance. She loved the sun and the sea, but it just brought nothing to Sayama but loneliness. Saya's gaze was glued to the waves, coming in and rushing back. A hole in her heart felt wider and deeper ever since she was here. Saya didn't want to dwell on it much even though it achingly pained her.
As she made her way closer to the water, Saya tightened her grip on her tiny glass bottle that held her weekly wishing note in it. That paper had her heart poured out all over; her wanting of victory. It's a cliche, but the Apollo girl somehow believed in it. As she raised her arm to throw, the young girl took quick glances around the perimeter, making sure nobody, or felt like nobody was watching. Sayama slowly inhaled the mild ocean smell and threw the bottle into a wave that slowly took it back to its' original home. After a moment of staring at the bottle bobbing farther and farther away, Sayama looked around again, hoping no one saw that.
"Goodbye Happiness..." Her attention drew back to the waves that had taken her wish. That will be her last until afterward or until after the battle. It's not good to keep wishing when you don't even know if you're going to live any further, nor is it any good to wish a friend back to life. Everything may be impossible, but that doesn't mean there's hope. Then again, who knows when hope has come? It's always best to do everything yourself.
Slowly, she sat herself down on the warm sand and folded her legs like a monk and just stared off into the distance. She loved the sun and the sea, but it just brought nothing to Sayama but loneliness. Saya's gaze was glued to the waves, coming in and rushing back. A hole in her heart felt wider and deeper ever since she was here. Saya didn't want to dwell on it much even though it achingly pained her.
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