Post by ever on Feb 28, 2010 6:32:27 GMT
EVERMARIEBURN
hello? it's me, Shadia(Shaw-dee-uh) here, remember? oh, okay. well. i'm 13 and i've been around this roleplay world for about forever. i stumbled about here thanks to caution2.0 with my friend(s) the voices in my head (n/a).
S/HE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE
[/color]December fourth
full nameEver Marie Burn
nicknamesEver
age16
date of birth
year and house of preferenceSlytherin,
bloodline[/color] Full.
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE THE LENS
[/color] Five foot three
height
weight[/color]one hundred and thirteen
hair colour[/color]bleached
eye colour[/color]blueish green
skin tone[/color]pale
play-by[/color]Jac Venak
Ever got most of her physical appearance from her mother. Like her, the girl has a petit lean build, okayish sized chest, oval face, beached hair, and small feet. She is five foot three and only about 113 lbs. Her feet are a size nine, which annoys her to no end. She is relatively normal sized in the chest and hip department, but certain outfits play up her small curves. Evers hair is long and bleached blonde, before only being about three shades darker. Her bangs sweep to the side. She accually is one of those few girls who like how she looks.
Ever likes to wear as little clothing as possible when she is not wearing ugly robes. One will often see her in short shorts, and a tank top. Or a short dress, and ripped up tights. She doesn't really follow the normal trends that the small town life calls for. She is usually looked down on for he clothing, but the guys never seem to mind. She always tries to show a little bit of skin, she thinks that's who she is. Some days though, she will cover it up, especially if it's cold. She does own some jeans and t-shirts that she can wear out when her exposed body is not acceptable.
Her favorite shoes are anything with heals, or no shoes at all. Ever will often be found walking around barefoot outside, down the street, or even at work, just don't tell the health department.
As for accessories... Dangly earrings are always nice. Her arms are covered in bracelets. She likes to wear rings, and a few necklaces. She'll often wear a headband Everyone has there share of scars, in her palms, feet and ankel Ever has a akward amound of them.
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SENTENCE ME TO ANOTHER LIFE
[/color] She cannot recall his name
father
mother[/color] Martha
siblings[/color] None
spouses[/color] None
offspring[/color] None
other relations[/color]
December 4. Martha was rushed to the hospital. Her water had broken almost two months early. She was dating a very rich man, by the name of Harold Carroll. They’d been together for some time, obviously, at least 7 months. They’d gotten pregnant, and Martha thought that meant they’d get married and stay together, but he never proposed. They were still young Martha expected him to pop the question in about a year, atleast TALK about it, or she’d leave with the baby. After hours and hours of labor a baby was born. To her mother and father she had been the most prettiest thing any young witch and wizard parents could of asked for. Martha was about seventeen and her father was about nineteen.
Ever lived with her mother for the first two years of her life. She grew up normally even though she was a pre-mature baby. After the two years her parents married only to divorce three years later. Ever was only five at the time and was going to a day care at the time. After the divorce she lived with her mom who soon died from AID's. Her mom was a slut. Instead of being sent to a adoption home they put her under the ward of the court and sent her to a foster home. The rest of her life was normal untill that one night in the witch foster care she got her letter and was off the next day.
There was a mixture of being scared and happy as she waited on the train. The rest of the years were smooth sailing.
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IF GOD'S THE GAME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING
[/color] Yes.
is this app done?
A TIGER IS A TIGER NOT A LAMB MEIN HERR[/color]
roleplay sample
“Mommy!!!” a small child screamed. “I’m coming Ayanna…” Bare feet treaded across the linoleum floor, slightly sticking. “Hi there, baby.” the girl said, lifting a three year old girl from her bed. “What’s wrong?” she asked, holding the constantly growing child on her hip.
“I’m hungry.” she complained. “Oh, well, let’s fix that.” she said, kissing her daughter on the forehead.
“How about we get you dressed, and go get some food?” she asked, watching the little girl rub her eyes and nod. “Ok.” she said, smiling. She sat the girl down, and dug through an old dresser.
“Here we are.” she said, pulling out a pink tank top, and white shorts with matching pink polka dots. “It’s going to be hot today sweetheart.” she said, helping the girl out of her pajama’s and into her clean clothes. Delphinium was already dressed, and ready to go. She’d been ready for a few hours. She’d been working on homework from her online class she’d been taking.
Being a single mother, at 20, and only having your high school diploma made finding a job hard. So, instead of being a horse vet, like she wanted, for the time being, she mucked out stalls, and took tourists on horseback tours of Wyoming. Boy, was her mom proud. They’d always thought she’d be a model, or something special. She had the looks for modeling.
Plump red lips, and thick black hair, contrasted by her big blue eyes. She definitely had the looks, but it just never happened. Having a baby at 17 sort slims down your lifestyle choices. So now, she was living with her grandmother in an old mobile home that smelled like cats and feet.
“Ow!!!” The child complained. “I’m sorry sweety.” she said, as she quickly finished the nasty job. “Ok, all done.” she said, before putting the curls into two cute little pigtails. “Alright, let’s go get food.” she said, sitting the girl on the floor, and walking towards the kitchen. Ayanna followed her, petting every cat they passed.
They lived with about 10, with a litter of kittens, and another on the way. It was becoming impossible to count the ones outside. Delphinium poured a bowl of cereal, and milk for her daughter, before shooing all of the cats away, and lifting the child into her booster seat. “Here you go.” she said, giving her a glass of orange juice with a straw.
Delphinium walked into another room, shutting down the computer she’d been using. “Bad kitty, go away!” she heard her daughter say as she pulled on a pair of boots over her dark skinny jeans. She tucked in her flannel shirt, and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She was ready for work. “Are you done, Ayanna?” she asked, peeking into the other room.
“The kitties wont leave me alone!” she complained. Delphinium couldn’t help but laugh as she went to rescue her daughter. “How about a Pop tart?” she asked, grabbing one, and sippy cup of juice from the fridge. “Let’s go sweet heart.” she said, placing the items in a bag, and carrying them, and her daughter out the door.
Stepping over cats, Delphinium and Ayanna made their way to the beat up old Chevy they rode around in. After buckling up her precious cargo, Delphinium got in herself, and started the truck. “Off to work we go.” she said, putting it in gear and driving the twenty miles to the ranch Delphi worked on.
There wasn’t much to choose from on the radio, so Delphi had rigged up the tape player so she could plug in her iPod, and listen to her music. Ayanna tried to head bang along, and made quite a sight of herself. After about 20 minutes of this, they pulled into the ranch, Delphi parking in her usual spot, and letting Ayanna out of the truck.
“Go on inside, Mommy will see you at lunch time.” she said, kissing the girl on the top of the head, giving her the bag and watching her go. As she watched her daughter leave, she realized, she’d forgotten to put her shoes on. Delphi groaned inwardly, and shook her head. She slammed the truck door, and made her way towards the barn.
“I’m hungry.” she complained. “Oh, well, let’s fix that.” she said, kissing her daughter on the forehead.
“How about we get you dressed, and go get some food?” she asked, watching the little girl rub her eyes and nod. “Ok.” she said, smiling. She sat the girl down, and dug through an old dresser.
“Here we are.” she said, pulling out a pink tank top, and white shorts with matching pink polka dots. “It’s going to be hot today sweetheart.” she said, helping the girl out of her pajama’s and into her clean clothes. Delphinium was already dressed, and ready to go. She’d been ready for a few hours. She’d been working on homework from her online class she’d been taking.
Being a single mother, at 20, and only having your high school diploma made finding a job hard. So, instead of being a horse vet, like she wanted, for the time being, she mucked out stalls, and took tourists on horseback tours of Wyoming. Boy, was her mom proud. They’d always thought she’d be a model, or something special. She had the looks for modeling.
Plump red lips, and thick black hair, contrasted by her big blue eyes. She definitely had the looks, but it just never happened. Having a baby at 17 sort slims down your lifestyle choices. So now, she was living with her grandmother in an old mobile home that smelled like cats and feet.
“Ow!!!” The child complained. “I’m sorry sweety.” she said, as she quickly finished the nasty job. “Ok, all done.” she said, before putting the curls into two cute little pigtails. “Alright, let’s go get food.” she said, sitting the girl on the floor, and walking towards the kitchen. Ayanna followed her, petting every cat they passed.
They lived with about 10, with a litter of kittens, and another on the way. It was becoming impossible to count the ones outside. Delphinium poured a bowl of cereal, and milk for her daughter, before shooing all of the cats away, and lifting the child into her booster seat. “Here you go.” she said, giving her a glass of orange juice with a straw.
Delphinium walked into another room, shutting down the computer she’d been using. “Bad kitty, go away!” she heard her daughter say as she pulled on a pair of boots over her dark skinny jeans. She tucked in her flannel shirt, and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She was ready for work. “Are you done, Ayanna?” she asked, peeking into the other room.
“The kitties wont leave me alone!” she complained. Delphinium couldn’t help but laugh as she went to rescue her daughter. “How about a Pop tart?” she asked, grabbing one, and sippy cup of juice from the fridge. “Let’s go sweet heart.” she said, placing the items in a bag, and carrying them, and her daughter out the door.
Stepping over cats, Delphinium and Ayanna made their way to the beat up old Chevy they rode around in. After buckling up her precious cargo, Delphinium got in herself, and started the truck. “Off to work we go.” she said, putting it in gear and driving the twenty miles to the ranch Delphi worked on.
There wasn’t much to choose from on the radio, so Delphi had rigged up the tape player so she could plug in her iPod, and listen to her music. Ayanna tried to head bang along, and made quite a sight of herself. After about 20 minutes of this, they pulled into the ranch, Delphi parking in her usual spot, and letting Ayanna out of the truck.
“Go on inside, Mommy will see you at lunch time.” she said, kissing the girl on the top of the head, giving her the bag and watching her go. As she watched her daughter leave, she realized, she’d forgotten to put her shoes on. Delphi groaned inwardly, and shook her head. She slammed the truck door, and made her way towards the barn.
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turn it off in all my spite
credit to NERDS CAN ROCK for this app :] her
hard work went into it when she should have
been studying! shoosh! xP lyrics to paramore's
new album; brand new eyes![/font]