Post by Becky Emerson on Feb 17, 2009 17:09:59 GMT -5
Name: Becky Emerson ... The char's name, right?
Other Characters: None at the moment
How much will you be able to login?: At least once every couple of days
Name: Becky Emerson
Age: 25
Species: Witch in training
Celeb: Hayden Panettiere
Personality:
Becky is pretty nice and friendly, especially towards her friends. However, she doesn't trust everybody completely in the beginning - it takes a little time to earn her full trust.
Rebecca, called Becky by practically everyone, is just a bit too optimistic to be considered realistic and tends to see the good side of all things and people before she sees the bad side. She pretty much counts on this.
She's stubborn, but usually directs this into her studies and training. She knows it will take a lot of hard work to become a good witch and even more so to be good enough to make it. Her goal is to be as much help to her friends as possible.
Becky is, as mentioned earlier, a witch. She's rather gifted, but that doesn't automatically mean she can use all her powers at full potential. She is mostly training herself at the moment, which makes it harder, but not impossible.
Since she isn't a strong enough witch yet, she learned self-defense a long time ago. Becky exercises daily, manly jogging. This is something she's good at, even winning against her friend, Logan, sometimes. She's still eager to learn new things and is always trying to find out stuff like techniques, details and such.
Her hobbies are various, depending on the time she has. For example, she likes to read a lot and knows most of what there is to know about mythology in general, random facts etc. She likes music, almost all types, and her favourite colours are reds and browns, but this can change over time.
History:
Rebecca Emerson has had a happy life since as far as she can remember. A mother and a father who loved her, great friends, brains as well as being pretty, great friends and good grades. Heck, some people would trade anything to have such a great life.
Only thing slightly different about her were the powers she showed as she grew up. Luckily, they were inherited from her father, who took the role of looking after her, helping her cope and hide this part of her from others. Even her mother had been kept clueless.
But time went on and she went to school, then high school, then college. In every situation her niceness was like a veil that hid her slight weirdness, so Becky was able to live a normal life.
Until the day the world changed.
Rebecca was at home when it happened, visiting her parents. She was in her old bedroom, reading in silence. The moon was covered by a cloud and the very foundation of the house started shaking, moving as it it were alive. She was terrified and tried to make her way out of the room, wanting to join her parents on the ground floor. Only luck had kept her alive, prevented the stairs from collapsing as she ran down.
When she got to the living room, she didn't recognise it for a second. Becky wondered when the creamy-yellow of the walls had been replaced by red... and only then did she see the bodies of her parents on the floor.
The demons who did that were nowhere in sight, but by now the woman couldn't care less. Even an adult can't take something like that without a part of them crumbling.
It took her two days to convince herself to leave. She went to her friends, tried to track them all down, but couldn't find many. Now, despite regaining her attitude, Becky is still fighting her fears. And staying close to her friends.
Occupation: Learning to be a witch... it's a full-time job
Likes:
There's a lot of things she likes, either related to her hobbies or just random.
~ The colours brown and red
~ Books
~ Cats and horses
~ Dawn
~ Sunny days when it's not too hot but not too cool
~ Honesty
~ Any shade of blue
~ Autumn leaves
~ Summer
~ Forests
~ Shade
~ Penguins
Dislikes:
~ The colour purple
~ Rats
~ Waiting
~ Blond jokes
~ Being left out
~ Not understanding something
~ Pins. Not all needles, just pins.
~ Insomnia. Yea yea, everyone does, but it makes her very cranky.
Cannon?: Yup
Codeword: [ADMIN EDIT]
RP Sample:
The door opened with a small creak, it's slight movement making the layers of dust, making small particles dance in the light. A young woman came into the room, stopping and waiting for the dust to settle, wrinkling her nose gently as a reaction to it. She brushed her golden hair into a pony-tail to keep it clean and carefully stepped into the room, leaving footprints behind her.
She looked around, searching for something she couldn't find. Becky frowned and extended her right arm, fingers spread, and muttered a few select words. And...nothing happened. She sighed, annoyed, and walked towards and old chest, kneeling in front of it and opening it with another short whisper.
"Where could it be..." she asked herself, not fully awake that she had said it instead of only thinking it. Becky started looking through the mess inside, pushing aside old cloths and bottles. Then she spotted it. A book, large and with golden runes on the cover. Becky smiled brightly and sat up, raising another small cloud with her and coughing as she tried to breathe. When the air was no longer semi-solid, she walked back to the door.
"I really need to clean this place up" Becky said, shaking her head and holding the book tight as she closed the door behind her.
Other Characters: None at the moment
How much will you be able to login?: At least once every couple of days
the CHARACTER;;
Name: Becky Emerson
Age: 25
Species: Witch in training
Celeb: Hayden Panettiere
Personality:
Becky is pretty nice and friendly, especially towards her friends. However, she doesn't trust everybody completely in the beginning - it takes a little time to earn her full trust.
Rebecca, called Becky by practically everyone, is just a bit too optimistic to be considered realistic and tends to see the good side of all things and people before she sees the bad side. She pretty much counts on this.
She's stubborn, but usually directs this into her studies and training. She knows it will take a lot of hard work to become a good witch and even more so to be good enough to make it. Her goal is to be as much help to her friends as possible.
Becky is, as mentioned earlier, a witch. She's rather gifted, but that doesn't automatically mean she can use all her powers at full potential. She is mostly training herself at the moment, which makes it harder, but not impossible.
Since she isn't a strong enough witch yet, she learned self-defense a long time ago. Becky exercises daily, manly jogging. This is something she's good at, even winning against her friend, Logan, sometimes. She's still eager to learn new things and is always trying to find out stuff like techniques, details and such.
Her hobbies are various, depending on the time she has. For example, she likes to read a lot and knows most of what there is to know about mythology in general, random facts etc. She likes music, almost all types, and her favourite colours are reds and browns, but this can change over time.
History:
Rebecca Emerson has had a happy life since as far as she can remember. A mother and a father who loved her, great friends, brains as well as being pretty, great friends and good grades. Heck, some people would trade anything to have such a great life.
Only thing slightly different about her were the powers she showed as she grew up. Luckily, they were inherited from her father, who took the role of looking after her, helping her cope and hide this part of her from others. Even her mother had been kept clueless.
But time went on and she went to school, then high school, then college. In every situation her niceness was like a veil that hid her slight weirdness, so Becky was able to live a normal life.
Until the day the world changed.
Rebecca was at home when it happened, visiting her parents. She was in her old bedroom, reading in silence. The moon was covered by a cloud and the very foundation of the house started shaking, moving as it it were alive. She was terrified and tried to make her way out of the room, wanting to join her parents on the ground floor. Only luck had kept her alive, prevented the stairs from collapsing as she ran down.
When she got to the living room, she didn't recognise it for a second. Becky wondered when the creamy-yellow of the walls had been replaced by red... and only then did she see the bodies of her parents on the floor.
The demons who did that were nowhere in sight, but by now the woman couldn't care less. Even an adult can't take something like that without a part of them crumbling.
It took her two days to convince herself to leave. She went to her friends, tried to track them all down, but couldn't find many. Now, despite regaining her attitude, Becky is still fighting her fears. And staying close to her friends.
Occupation: Learning to be a witch... it's a full-time job
Likes:
There's a lot of things she likes, either related to her hobbies or just random.
~ The colours brown and red
~ Books
~ Cats and horses
~ Dawn
~ Sunny days when it's not too hot but not too cool
~ Honesty
~ Any shade of blue
~ Autumn leaves
~ Summer
~ Forests
~ Shade
~ Penguins
Dislikes:
~ The colour purple
~ Rats
~ Waiting
~ Blond jokes
~ Being left out
~ Not understanding something
~ Pins. Not all needles, just pins.
~ Insomnia. Yea yea, everyone does, but it makes her very cranky.
Cannon?: Yup
Codeword: [ADMIN EDIT]
RP Sample:
The door opened with a small creak, it's slight movement making the layers of dust, making small particles dance in the light. A young woman came into the room, stopping and waiting for the dust to settle, wrinkling her nose gently as a reaction to it. She brushed her golden hair into a pony-tail to keep it clean and carefully stepped into the room, leaving footprints behind her.
She looked around, searching for something she couldn't find. Becky frowned and extended her right arm, fingers spread, and muttered a few select words. And...nothing happened. She sighed, annoyed, and walked towards and old chest, kneeling in front of it and opening it with another short whisper.
"Where could it be..." she asked herself, not fully awake that she had said it instead of only thinking it. Becky started looking through the mess inside, pushing aside old cloths and bottles. Then she spotted it. A book, large and with golden runes on the cover. Becky smiled brightly and sat up, raising another small cloud with her and coughing as she tried to breathe. When the air was no longer semi-solid, she walked back to the door.
"I really need to clean this place up" Becky said, shaking her head and holding the book tight as she closed the door behind her.
