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Posted on February 21, 2010 at 03:45:58 AM by Intrigue
 • Name: She was named Intrigue at birth. • Gender: Intrigue was and has always been a woman • *Appearance (include eye/skin/hair colour): Intrigue is young and cute, her skin is a natural lightly tanned shade which prevents the sickly appearance that sometimes comes hand in hand with black hair. Her eyes are a deep green colour with a hint of blue giving them an almost sea-foamy appearance. The black length of hair is slightly shorter than her sisters and stops just below her shoulder blades and falls in perfect straight sheets of ebony. Unlike her sisters lithe, bony frame Intrigue has more meat on her bones and whilst being slender has adorably plump cheeks and a radiant smile. Weight isn’t something she concerns herself with and seeing how she still remains toned she has no need to worry. She has slightly more respect for her clothing than Immie and tries to keep it less battered and torn but still prefers casual clothing. • Age: Intrigue has lived fourteen annuals. • Personality: Intrigue was always the stronger out of the two sisters and far more wild and reckless. Intrigue would not just defend her sister in fights gladly but she would start fights of her own. Her tongue was quick as was her mind and she had no problem with voicing her opinions and spoke more than enough for both sisters. She doesn’t judge people straight away but she tends to be completely blunt and honest about whether she likes a person or not. She doesn’t beat around the bush and is the first to cut someone down or knock them from their high horse. She hates to be treated like a moron because of her age and is quite outspoken. Intrigue loves to do the wild, the crazy and the unexpected. • History: Intrigues history is tied in with Immie’s. She was the first of the two and spent her first two years of life as an only child, when her sister came along she was admittedly jealous but soon when Immie failed to develop speech Intrigue took it upon herself to look out for her baby sister and protect her the best she could. As they grew up this didn’t change and whilst Intrigue protected Immie she refused to let her wild streak die down and it was the wild streak that led to their eventual verbal and physical argument which led to intrigue abandoning her sister, an searching for a home away from her. • Sample post: Intrigue was still slightly worse for wear today Even though her fight with Immie had been at least two days earlier. None the less her cheek still bore a set of long deep red and sore scratches caused by her sister’s sharp, ragged, unforgiving and broken fingernails, her knees were still skinned where she had at some point during their tussle hit the floor hard causing the skin to break and bleed right through the thick material of her jeans. Around intrigues neck there were several bruised hand and finger prints and she knew exactly who, what and why they had been caused. They left her throat sore and her voice a dull rasp, still now her throat was sore and slightly croaky. It was all Immie’s fault her dishevelled appearance and the battered appearance her body suffered and ached from. Her knees were scabbed with blood and they stung with pain and were stiff and ached whenever she tried to walk. Her arms were covered with scratches and her eyebrow bore the deepest cut which should have had stitches in it to prevent infection but such a thing was unavailable to intrigue and she wasn’t fond of jamming a needle through her already tender flesh as it was. Considering her wounds though she’d managed to make herself appear slightly presentable. Her jeans still had blood stains and dirt on the knees but were otherwise clean and had no rips in. She wore flat black boots which allowed her to walk almost silently simply looked worn in and not worn out. The black mesh shirt she wore on top of a red t shirt with peculiar foreign writing scrawled across it did wonders to hide the bruising and she combed the dirt and debris out of her straight black hair as well as scrubbed the dirt from her face. She didn’t look nearly as beat up as her body felt, though the deep gash on her eyebrow and scraped cheek showed she’d clearly and recently been in a vicious fight... who won was not obvious to an outsiders view especially as she’d abandoned the creature she’d fought with over forty eight hours ago. Yet still she was angry, it dwelled deep down inside and burned its way up into her throat. She sat now on a pile of old rough rock her fingernails digging into the porous surface, bits of stone lodging underneath and splintering her nails cutting her fingertips as she did so. Intrigue didn’t notice her grip simply tightened further as she felt the anger rage within her as her thoughts dwelled on the previous months and that whelp.... that... that brat who was her sister. By blood only that was all. The love she’d had, had been obliterated by the anger and rage that still leaked from her now. She couldn’t help it, Immie hadn’t spoken a word throughout their argument but Immie couldn’t speak instead she’d used their signing language until Intrigues tongue had bitten words and Immie’s hand had been brought hard across her face... the first blow. It didn’t stop there Intrigue kept yelling and then the real fight broke out. By the end Intrigue had been so furious she’d dragged her sister up to the ruins thrown her down on the stone floor and left her there only pausing to check that the girl was still breathing. She didn’t know how they’d come to this only that it had happened and now they both had to live with the consequences of their actions. Intrigue did not go searching for Immie as it was against everything she believed, everything she felt. Instead she stayed away from the ruins, from anyone and everyone for two long days as she tended to the worst of her wounds and tried to calm the rage and upset her sister had caused her. She had calmed it but not as much as she had have liked instead it was still their churning within just buried deep down. She knew she had never release it on anyone else, just Immie and only Immie deserved the full force of the anger she possessed. It wasn’t until now that intrigue had decided to find a home for herself, she knew she needed one she didn’t wish to survive alone. She hated loneliness that was why it had taken these long years before the fight between Intrigue and Immie had occurred. Seeking a home she had come to where all the homeless faeries eventually wandered; the old ruins. She liked it here it was peaceful and she’d seen no sign of the wretch Immie. For now Intrigue was quite happy to release her death grip on the rocks and lay back in the warmth of the sun, soaking up the heat as she wondered if any other faeries would visit the ruins today and if they would talk to a beat up creature like her. (Word Count – 822) • Anything else you wish to include: Intrigue has a younger sister named Immie. • *Your player name: Thorn INTRIGUE
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- accepted - By Georgia February 22, 2010 at 07:42:57 PM
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