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Posted on July 4, 2009 at 06:45:38 AM by Adaire
 * *Name: Adaire * *Gender: female * *Appearance: Adaire's skin is cream and roses,with two spots of deep rose on her cheeks,surrounded everywhere by alabaster.Her eyes are a murky violet, with darker flecks of black here and there framed by thick dark lashes.(My cousin has these eyes,isn't that amazing? :P)She has natural, shiny black ringlets, and full, ruby red lips. She has a thin figure slightly curvacious but more bodacious than wide-hipped.everything else about her figure suggests a very delicate beauty...well,all except the large dark scar that slashes through her lower back.Poor dear. * *Defects: Adaire sometimes has violent mood-swings,where one statement could turn pure bliss to savage anger,no matter how harmless it is.It is sometimes suspected that she has a split personality. * Age: eighteen * Personality: Adaire is very proud and haughty.She is not cruel usually,but she can be at the best of times.When she is happy she is a joy to be around,a terror in one of her rages.Unfortunatly she believes very strongly in appearances,but could shame a whole Victorian society if she wanted to. (most likely via kissing a beau in public or wearing a dress that is quite obviously far to low cut.) When she sets her mind on something,nothing can stop her. Adaire shall always be power hungry. You should consider yourself lucky that she's not superstitious. * Sample post: "She left the web,she left the loom She made three paces thro' the room she saw the water lily bloom she saw the helmet and the plume she look'd down to Camelot..." The fair beauty sat in the shallows of a still pond,her luscious curls splayed all 'round her head like an open fan.The poem spilled easily forth from her lips,oh how she wished she knew the entire thing.How devastatingly lengthy that poem was though! "The Lady of Shallot...to be avoided in the future."She noted quietly to herself as she heaved her body out of the water.She redressed,donning the skirt and sleeveless white shirt she had brought for entirely this purpose. Catching her reflection in the waters she heaved a dramatic groan. "Shall I live a thousand years and never grow an inch?" She touched a wilting daisy plant,only to be disappointed. "And shall I live a hundred more and never see my powers come to force!?" She shrieked,tearing the flowers from their earthy bed and tossing them out onto the still mirror of the pond,creating ripples with the spatters of dirt. She stood there,eyes wild and panting,teeth bared in a snarl,for a moment,then her face relaxed and her breathing slowed.Heaving another dramatic sigh,she padded barefoot into the forest beyond her clearing.Her musical laugh had not graced the air once today; She was in one of her infamous foul moods. (Just 224 words,I wanted to give you a little taste of her mood swings to show you what I meant. ;3 ) * Anything else you wish to include: Adaire enjoys poetry,dancing,singing and good naturedly bossing others around.She loves her friends,especially the ones who put up with her tempers on a daily basis. * *Your player name: Kaidan * *How you found out about us: The advertising boards on 'Courage Of The Wolves.' }{ Adaire }{ }{ Level 1 }{ }{ familiar: none }{ }{ Kaidan is my puppeteer }{ }{ For my will is as strong.And my kingdom is as great.}{ }{ You have no power over me. }{ |
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- ACCEPTED. - By MALLOS. July 9, 2009 at 03:07:18 PM
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