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Posted on June 30, 2012 at 02:44:11 AM by Aislinn
Name: Aislinn
Gender: Female Appearance: Linn, as she generally refers to herself, is pale-skinned and quite thin (wraith-like, almost). She has brown eyes that, when hit correctly by the light, seem to reflect hints of honey-gold. Her hair is a cinnamon red-brown – it is naturally wavy and falls to her lower back. Age: 17 years Personality: Linn is quiet and shy; she keeps her emotions firmly in check. She often has trouble expressing herself to strangers and therefore, has some trouble making friends. She does have a temper, but it is extremely slow to boil over (when her temper does begin to flare, she twirls her hair aggressively between her fingers – a sure warning sign). Sample post: Her eyes narrowed. "I should have stayed in bed this morning,” she muttered to the dog that lay quietly at her feet, “Maybe we could have skipped today entirely.” Of course, she knew that wasn’t true. Even if she would have stayed in the loft, her grandmother would have still told her to get out. “I can’t really blame her,” she told the dog, “Grandfather dying…,” then a flash of anger in her dark eyes, “He could have at least left us with something! But instead, he dies and… nothing, nothing at all!” The girl began to twine her hair – cinnamon brown – between her fingers, occasionally giving it a sharp tug. “He could have at least cared a little. He left Grandmother with nothing but a bunch of false promises. If only mom wouldn’t have --” she paused, a pained expression on her pale face. The dog – a large bullmastiff by appearance, muscular and stout – stretched and whined hesitantly. The girl, still muttering angrily to herself, absently stroked his head. “Oh, Kuma, I know. Control. Just have to… control.” She gave a heavy sigh and some of the emotion fled from her eyes, the lines in her face smoothed. Kuma yawned, showing formidable teeth. “Okay, well let’s go,” the girl said with all the conviction and confidence that she didn’t feel. Squaring her thin shoulders, she began to march forward, away from the hovel that she once lived and toward… well, she wasn’t sure. Kuma, unperturbed now, stretched again and followed her, his pace easy, but his eyes and ears noticeably alert. (Goodness, I'm rusty!) Anything else you wish to include: I would like to use my coin for a familiar – a bullmastiff named Kuma. Your player name: Josalyn How you found out about us: Saw your button on Duality |
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- accepted - By Merlin July 1, 2012 at 04:40:27 AM
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