Tierney Pass

[Tierney Pass]

it's all about YOU;;

Name:Riah, But you can Call me Sunny if you like
Other Characters: umm no others yet
How much will you be able to login?: as much as i can remember, i have a pretty slippery memory.

the CHARACTER;;

Name: Tierney Pass

Age: 18

Species: Human

Celeb: Leighton Meesters

Personality: Tierney is a rather sarcastic person. She is the 'laugh in the face of danger' type. All she wants to do is nearly get killed and enjoy the ride. Tierney is a girl, don't get her wrong. She has her, giggly, girlie side but she manages to keep it pretty much to her self.
Tierney is a real fighter. She loves to fight and even more enjoys the fight. She is a hard, and cold woman. She is all about survival of the fittest. Tierney believes that any addiction, or affection is for the weak, and yet longs for all at the same time. She really is one royally screwed up person.

History:(ok the history kinda sucks, if you want me to fix it le me know.)
Tierney grew up and Texas. Born and raised, true blood Texan, and she is not scared to show it. Tierney had a loving Mother, devoted Father, and jerk big brother...well four of those really. But when a demon attack toke them out she swore to not rest until she killed as many demons as it toke to get over the pain.

Tierney then went to live with her Uncle, Patrick Pass. She hated living with her Uncle out on his ranch. So she ran away. Tierney started waitress in a little dinner. The owners let her rent out the small apartment above it.

Tierney toke classes, where she trained her self to be a great Martial artiest in order to kill demons better. She soon gave up working in the dinner and became a hit man. She enjoys the job, her guns, daggers, and so on, all her weapons and even more she loves the thrill. She still lives above the little dinner, but its rear to catch her there.

Occupation: Hit man- or woman

Likes:
-Knives
-Danger
-Killing evil
-Being the hero

Dislikes:
-talking about her past
-Being told what to do
-demons
-anything evil
-not having a weapon on her

Cannon?: Nope

Codeword: Under the Boardwalk?

RP Sample:
Tierney landed hard on on her high healed boots. She had landed like a cat on her heals and paused only long enough to look for her mark. She growled with anger when she saw him farther down the alley then she liked. She sprang from her crouch and run at full speed towards the running man. Tierney didn't even seem to be bothered by the running. No panting, no huffing or puffing. Simple, cool and calm running. The man turned the corner and disappeared from Tierney's sight.
"GET BACK HERE DAMMIT!" she yelled as she skidded across the corner. She stopped realizing that her mark was gone. Oohhh that did not make for a happy Tierney. She looked around quickly. Where'd he go!? She heard foot steps behind her. She smiled. She loved it when they tried to be sneaky. She turned and grabbed the man by the neck. He gasped and sputtered dropping his knife. Tierney smiled squeezing some.
"Please!" the man begged "I have two children!" he whispered sobbing slightly.
Tierney's lip curled. "Sucks to be them." she said drawing her favorite silver knife. But before Tierney got to kill her mark there were people laughing and talking. Witnesses. Dammit again! She turned to look and see if they could see her. Good, no one in sight, but that didn't mean they weren't there. She turned and pushed the man away.
"There. Your dead. Stay that way." she said before she slide her knife into the empty sheath she kept in her boot in case she needed to blend in. She pulled the hood of her jacket up, put her iPod ear buds in and walked away passing the laughing people with out being notice.