Post by Pippa Flynn on Jun 7, 2011 21:54:50 GMT -5
[/font]PIPPAAVERYFLYNN!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Pippa. I am agewrittenout and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for around six years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no other characters on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by YIM, PM or MSN.
Name: Pippa Avery Flynn
Nickname: Pip
Age: seventeen years old
Gender: female
Sexuality: bi
Member Group: Regular student ;; Junior Year
Appearance:
Pippa has long brown hair that she usually curls into long ringlets but can occasionally be seen leaving down in a tangled mess if she feels like shit. She had dark brown eyes that she cakes in black eyeshadow and liner. She dresses differently depending on her mood and can be seen in anything from a t shirt and jeans to a short skirt and halter top.
Personality:
Pippa is a self-proclaimed bad ass, she knows who she is and doesn't need the approval of anyone else. She can be very caring and a great friend as long as that is what she's getting in return. She tends to follow the line of "keep your friends close, your enemies closer". She is very outgoing, optimistic and always looking for a challenge.
Likes:
- Girls
- Boys
- Music
- Parties
- Art
Dislikes:
- "Bitch my man ain't yo baby's daddy" girls...cause he so is and your an idiot for thinking otherwise
- People who try to hard to impress others...just be yourself!
- School
- Authority figures
- Being told who she is by someone else
Mother: Claire Kingsley, 35, Nurse
Father: John Flynn, 37, United States Air force Lit. Col.
Siblings: None
Pets: None
History:
Pippa was born in London, England to Claire Kingsley and John Flynn after a very short romance. Claire, a local of London stayed behind to raise Pippa alone while John went back the United States. Once Pippa was completely 'out of control', Claire shipped her off the live with her father who in turn shipped her off the boarding school.
Code Word: -edited out by mod-
Roleplay Post
If Pippa could still do the cheer-leading moves her mother had forced her to learn at an early age, she'd use them now to kick herself in the head. Wandering into the city was not only the craziest thing she'd ever done but also the stupidest. Unfortunately it wasn't until she was IN the city that she seemed to realize this.
"Three bloody years and I decide to blow it all in one move?" She whispered to herself in her heavy British accent. She was pushed up against a stone wall as she said it, her hand over her shoulder and tightly wrapped carefully around the machete in its holster on her back. The sawed off shotgun she'd kept as her prized possession for the past three years lay in its holster opposite the machete, completely useless without ammo. That was the exact reason she was here now, her palms sweating, her eyes now closed tightly as she took a deep breath in and then out. She needed ammo and she needed it badly.
"Here goes nothing" She whispered to herself, pulling the machete from behind her back in one swift motion before she moved to her left around the corner of the building. She stood there in silence, the machete out in front of her in what most likely looked like a cheesy ninja movie stance, staring down the completely empty street.
"Three bloody years and I decide to blow it all in one move?" She whispered to herself in her heavy British accent. She was pushed up against a stone wall as she said it, her hand over her shoulder and tightly wrapped carefully around the machete in its holster on her back. The sawed off shotgun she'd kept as her prized possession for the past three years lay in its holster opposite the machete, completely useless without ammo. That was the exact reason she was here now, her palms sweating, her eyes now closed tightly as she took a deep breath in and then out. She needed ammo and she needed it badly.
"Here goes nothing" She whispered to herself, pulling the machete from behind her back in one swift motion before she moved to her left around the corner of the building. She stood there in silence, the machete out in front of her in what most likely looked like a cheesy ninja movie stance, staring down the completely empty street.
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