Post by Abby Christian on Mar 5, 2009 0:37:28 GMT -5
it's all about YOU;;
Name:Emma
Other Characters:None
How much will you be able to login?:At LEAST once a day
the CHARACTER;;
Name:Abby Christian
Age: Abby died when she was twenty seven, she is now only twenty nine
Species:Immortal
Celeb:Kristen Dunst
Personality:Abby used to be full of life. She loved nature and talking with friends, but then her life changed she changed...she died. Now, she trudges threw life like a soilder, doing what she must to surive. She is very protective of herself and her things. She flinchs to a human's touch.
She hates herself, because she wants it all to be her fault, her reason not to live. If she wasn't so good protecting others, she throw herself to the flames.
History: Parents were divorced before Abby was even born, but she had the golden life. Tons of money, lots of friends, but pieaces of her she felt was missing. But one faithful night after eating and hanging out with some friends, a man around 40 years old asked if she could help him see what was wrong with his car, she thought helping him would be the best thing, but there indeed was nothing wrong with his car, he dragged her to the back seat, raped and murdered her.
She was only 27. She awoke half naked in a dumpster as if nothing had happened, but she knew shat it did and she knew something is wrong with her. She left everything to become a traveler on the road to keep what she was a secret. She's lived her life on odd jobs and strange questions
Occupation:From waitress to food deliever person
Likes:
* Being alone
*listening to rock music
*stage plays
*Finding exciting new weapons to try on herself
Dislikes:
*People touching her is a big no-no
*elevators
*walking alone at nught
*Fire
*Anyone who slows her down
Cannon?:No
Codeword:Under the Boardwalk (read the rules!)
RP Sample: (This is in the first person from another RP website)The time had come. Dasuke wasn't doing her part of the deal, I had given her time and she shoved it in my face. Most likely being thrown off the course by Emma...god, I hated that woman. I sat beside the building. The cigarette in my finger, the smoke shooting into the air. I sucked on it, just feel the effect, but I haven't felt since I died and became...."Shit" I mumbled as I flicked the bud out onto the ground. I greased my hands through my hair as I started to walking, in the cloudy sunlight. Dasuke, Dasuke, God, I haven't seen her in awhile, at least not really, she did look good in Em's eyes though I thought with a smirk.
The only image in my mind her silver hair reflecting in the pale light....STOP, I told myself loudly. She was the target and I was her...killer. "Corin!" Yelled a voice behind me. I turned to see Rowen, her body only wearing a tan trench coat and black high heels. "Well, hello, darling" I said, with a smirk as I stalked over to her. Her small smile still stayed on as she looked down at my face. "I am many things, your darling is not one of them" She said, in her small British voice. "Not yet" I said, with a satisfying smile as my hand reached around her waist.
She snapped my hand back so fast, I could hear the ancient bones crack. I winced as saw the bones gutting from the skin, the dusted gray bones. "That kind of sends the wrong message, don't you think Knox" I said, as the bones slipped back into the skin. The flesh grew soundly back over it. "I'm here to give you a bit of information about your case" She said, stuffing her hands into her pocket. I rubbed the old skin of my hand until my head looked up at Rowen at her words. "What are you talking about?" I asked, my face going dark. Rowen's smile grew wider as each word fell from her mouth.
"Draco is here" She said, and with that she turned on her heels and started to walk away. "HE'S HERE?!" I yelled, my throat sneering from the yelling. My body suddenly felt weighed down and panic suffocated me. They'll kill me if they find out, Marcus and Aro will...I thought my hands shaking as I ran my hands through my hair. My chest heaved as I looked around. Where the hell is Dasuke?
...Wait, I thought as i turned to the smell. Dasuke's scent. The sweet armour of white honey and thyme stuck in the air like rotten food, but this smell was so much better. I turned my head to follow it, my feet moved after the other until i ended up outside a tall circular type of building. Carlisle Cullen Recreation Wing The whole front of the first floor was made of glass panels one after the other, just sheeted glass. I could see other dilling around, but there they were. Dasuke and Emma, hugging, god it was a revolting sight.
I leaned in the bushes to get a better look. Some other girl talked to them for a mintue and then walked away, but my mind couldn't get away from Dasuke's smile. She was so happy, how could she be so happy, every time I saw her she wore frown like it was traditional, but not here. What was so great about this place? These "friends" of her's were the problem, it wouldn't talk long to possesse Emma and throw her self to attack a group of people, and be sent packaged to the Voulturi....no, no I have to think of Dasuke and Draco. I let out a breath and stood straight, my back popping. Time to make a entrance.
I braced myself and then I vaulted. My armed pushed the glass first, but then shattered on contact, causing shards to explode on the floor. I stood up and cracked my neck, as Dasuke stared at me wide-eyed. "Miss me?" I asked, my eyes flashing to Yellow. "Dammit RUN!" yelled Emma, as soon as her eyes met me. I jumped as soon as her feet moved, but she locked the door just as my hands touched the handle. "YOU THINK THIS WILL KEEP ME OUT?!"
