Skipping stones and breaking bones

Skipping stones and breaking bones
IP: 96.52.231.101
Posted on August 25, 2013 at 03:29:51 AM by Jeteaime

*Name: Chandler
*Biological sex: Girl
*Appearance (include eye/skin/hair colour): Light auburn hair, bright green eyes, and tan skin. Belly ring and nose ring.
*Defects (only required if the character has any):
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Personality: She is beautiful, but she is manipulative. She is in it for herself, and no one else. She is not relying on anyone to get her places. She is extremely independent, and strong willed.
History: Chandler was raised in a good family environment. Her grandparents were fairly wealthy, owning a large estate. Her parents lived on the property and for awhile their family was doing very well in the failing economy. When her grand parents passed, the family began to fall apart. The war over the estate, and the millions left away created walls and boarders between sisters and brothers. Chandler's family was booted off the land and forced to move into a very small and antique like apartment. They started living pay cheque to pay cheque. In order to lessen the work, Chandler moved away from home at 18. Since then, she has been wandering lost.

Sample post: She felt rocks crush beneath her weight, the sound of gravel cringe at her feet as she continued down the unpaved road. Her tom's lightly kiss the surface and continue on, however her feet within it's hemming complain and ache. It had been a long time since she had sat, but she could feel it, she was so close to something better.

Fixing her backpack along her shoulder, she scans the scenery in search of something different. Something other than the deserted desert playa's, but so far nothing was sparking attention. Even the trees look lonely and dead, not even a squirrel ruffles it's branches. The sweet heat bares down on her skin that refuses to burn, turning more of a rusty beige than anything else.

Her long auburn hair sweeps against her lower back as she begins to sway from side to side, occupying her brain. She wishes she would have remembered her red bandana sitting on her bed at home, well... Her old home. Coming to a halt, she lowers her sack onto the ground and rests her hands firmly on her shoulders. With a deep sigh, she adjusts her ripped shorts up on her waits and ties her tank top into a bikini top. Her belly ring sparkles in the sun, and beads of sweet drip down her "in progress" abs.

Looking up at the big blue sky, she softly rocks her head back, as if to welcome the already unbearable temperature against her face. Her eyes loll into a lazy expression, slowly shutting and blocking out the light. Her lips rub together, spreading around the little bit of chap stick she still had, and she reaches back to rub her temples and ruffle her sweaty moist hair sticking to her skin.

Before she realizes, Chandler has lowered herself onto the rough surface of rocks and crumbled dirt, feeling how it rubs against her thighs and calves. Her lower back reaches down, until she is parallel with the ground, and uses the road as an uncomfortable bed. Reaching up she lets the back of her left hand rest on her forehead as she fumbles with a piece of paper her grandmother had given her before she had passed.

Believe me, you are more special than you know,

Chandler hisses, not realizing she was speaking aloud, "oh please."

Anything else you wish to include: I would like to use my coin and get a familiar. Since I heard I can pick my familiar's breed, can I please select this one:

A sumatran orangutan- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sumatran_orangutan
male
Kevin

*Your player name: Jeteaime
*How you found out about us (only required if joining for first time): Through lots of surfing through closed/inactive sites :)

CHANDLER
You don't need water to feel as if you're drowning.. Do you?

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accepted - By Georgia August 25, 2013 at 03:32:50 AM

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