Post by deadtranquility on Feb 24, 2010 1:03:42 GMT
EZIOLENARDMILANO
hello? it's me, DeaD here, remember? oh, okay. well. i'm 18 and i've been around this roleplay world for about three years. i stumbled about here thanks to The Life After with my friend(s) N/A.
S/HE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE
[/color] October 23rd
full name Ezio Lenard(Leh-nard) Milano
nicknames N/A
age 16
date of birth
year and house of preference Hufflepuff
bloodline[/color] Pure-blood
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE THE LENS
[/color]6'2"
height
weight[/color] 145
hair colour[/color] Dirty blonde
eye colour[/color] Blue
skin tone[/color] Pale/tan
play-by[/color] Chad Michael Murray
Ezio has dirty blonde hair, cut short with blue eyes. He is often running when he can to keep in shape and works out as much as he can to keep his muscles in good shape. Sometimes he lets a goatee grow, but he leaves it off more often. The hairstyle his chooses is more of a let dry style. Everyonce in a while he will let his hair grow longer, but it happens usually over break, away from school. When he is in a happier mood, his features are more boyish, but when his serious and serene his look becomes older. If he's smiiling, he won't show his teeth, unless he's very happy. Most of the time he won't have a smile on, but he won't be frowning either. It's more of a content look.
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SENTENCE ME TO ANOTHER LIFE
[/color] Richardo Milano (Pure-blood)
father
mother[/color] Gloria Milano (Pure-blood)
siblings[/color] Maia Milano (Younger sister; deceased)
spouses[/color] None
offspring[/color] None
other relations[/color] None
Ezio Lenard(Leh-nard) Milano was born on October 23rd, 2013 in London, England from Gloria and Richardo Milano. Gloria and Richardo were born in Italy and raised in England, where most of the traditions and accents were lost. Raised up in a pure-blood family, Ezio's learned from a front view what he didn't want to turn out like. He saw the snobbish ways of other pure-blood families(except for a few) that disgusted him. After getting into Hogwarts, he loved the idea of being in the Hufflepuff house. The atmosphere of Hufflepuff wasn't as negative as Slytherin, as excited as Gryffindor, or as studious as Ravenclaw, but lively and laid-back. It was calming and he adjusted to his wizarding powers quite easily. Potions became his favorite class, thus he excelled in it.
His family life isn't horrible. He gets along well with his parents and when he lost his sister at the age of 3, he didn't know her enough to know what the life would have been like with a younger sibling. He's friendly and has many friends from different houses.
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IF GOD'S THE GAME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING
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is this app done?
A TIGER IS A TIGER NOT A LAMB MEIN HERR[/color]
roleplay sample
"I'm going to beat him next time. I promise." Artemis looked to her best friend, Apollymi, to make her words final. She'd just gotten done with a "friendly" duel with her brother. Luckily she'd only come out with a small scratch, but she still lost. Just losing the fight wasn't all, she was sent to the market to get food and supplies they needed. She really loved to talk to people and watch the villagers mingle while shopping. However, she wasn't one to shop and most of the time she makes at least one wrong purchase.
Artemis had chose to wear her favorite outfit, a cream tunic, dark forest green vest, and matching green leggings. Around her waist held her hand-made sword in it's sheath. Wrapped around her right leg held a scabbard with a dagger made by one of her ancestors. On her back held her quiver filled with arrows ready for use, her bow hung onto her shoulder.
"Don't look at me like that. I just have to practice some more....with someone else," Artemis said to Apollymi when her vedo gave her a pointed look. Artemis walked further down the path that lead to the market, the chattering of villagers not far along. Apollymi rushed upward and dove down toward Artemis' shoulder, opening her wings to perch herself next to Arty's neck. It was the hawk's favorite spot, for it was a sign of protection and it gave Artemis another pair of eyes.
The first thing on the list to get was the vegetables and Artemis walked along the basket filled stands, looking for the cheapest and the healthest. As she passed the vendors, she gave them a small smile for a greeting and shared a couple words with ones she knew. She stopped at the end of a line to pick up a few carrots, potatoes, and tomatoes. She felt Apollymi dip forward, her tail tipping upward. Artemis glanced around and spotted a male vendor that was staring intently toward her. She calmly paid for her vegetables and continued by the odd man, his eyes following her until she was out of sight. Artemis accidentally bumped into someone while she was watching the man.
"I'm so sorry!"
Artemis had chose to wear her favorite outfit, a cream tunic, dark forest green vest, and matching green leggings. Around her waist held her hand-made sword in it's sheath. Wrapped around her right leg held a scabbard with a dagger made by one of her ancestors. On her back held her quiver filled with arrows ready for use, her bow hung onto her shoulder.
"Don't look at me like that. I just have to practice some more....with someone else," Artemis said to Apollymi when her vedo gave her a pointed look. Artemis walked further down the path that lead to the market, the chattering of villagers not far along. Apollymi rushed upward and dove down toward Artemis' shoulder, opening her wings to perch herself next to Arty's neck. It was the hawk's favorite spot, for it was a sign of protection and it gave Artemis another pair of eyes.
The first thing on the list to get was the vegetables and Artemis walked along the basket filled stands, looking for the cheapest and the healthest. As she passed the vendors, she gave them a small smile for a greeting and shared a couple words with ones she knew. She stopped at the end of a line to pick up a few carrots, potatoes, and tomatoes. She felt Apollymi dip forward, her tail tipping upward. Artemis glanced around and spotted a male vendor that was staring intently toward her. She calmly paid for her vegetables and continued by the odd man, his eyes following her until she was out of sight. Artemis accidentally bumped into someone while she was watching the man.
"I'm so sorry!"
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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]
