Post by Avena Parker on Oct 24, 2011 17:53:45 GMT -5
Avena
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" Be yourself,
If your being anyone else, your lying to those around you,
besides, how else will anyone get the know the real you? "
the basics,
»»character full name: Avena Parker
»»age: She’s 21
»»gender: female
»»sexual orientation: Strait
»»position: First mate on the Stargazer.
»»race: Human
»»alliance: rogue/somewhat retired pirate. (Stuck in between)
»»powers: None
»»weapons: She has two swords, one hangs from each hip. They have silver and ivory handles, with a silver serpent curling down the sheath. She has a knife in her right boot, just in case.
the appearance,
»»eyes: Violet
»»markings: Ear piercing for Earrings, large scar on her left shoulder caused by the blade of a pirate.
»»height: 5 foot 5
»»weight: 103
»»general appearance: She has long, fine, black hair. Tan skin, and stormy violet eyes. She’s slender, but built like a runner and fighter. She’s a beautiful young women. She can usually be seen in a pair of holy jeans, (About all of her jeans have holes in them) and a tighter blouse, Sometimes tank top, her favorite color is red, but that’s not the only one she wears. She has a black leather jacket that she likes to wear, that fits perfectly for her. She has black boots. Going over the top of the bottom of her jeans.
She is shapely, her clothes set it off. Men are attracted to her, but the swords at her sides make them think twice.
the personality,
»»likes: She enjoys the thrill of fighting, she likes being in charge, she likes weapons, and she also likes bugging her brother.
»»dislikes: Men whom think they are better then women, others ignoring her, people picking on the defenseless, scared, weak, and kids. Her brother trying to protect her all the time.
»»strengths: Fighting, she’s a good fighter, she trained since her brother left her at age twelve. And in secret she had been practicing before that.
being a women, because some underestimate her fighting skills.
She has maneuverability and can fight like a demon, learned that from being a pirate and all the practice she’s had.
She’s smart and cunning. When she wants to be, something she’s always had.
»»weaknesses: She’s loyal to her friends, If they get taken or are in trouble, she will stop at nothing to save the, protect them, she would give up almost everything to save them.
Sometimes she does before she thinks, At times causing her to get her and other in trouble, or put them in danger. (but she’s working on it.)
She can be hot tempered at time, and sometimes get angry easily, it’s just her.
»»secrets: She felt like her brother ditched her when he left at age 14, she was twelve. She looked up to her brother and thought he was awesome. After that she didn’t know what to do.
Her brother does not know she left when she was 13.
She’s a pirate.
»»general personality: Generally it depends on the day, and her mood at the time. She’s normally a kind and caring person. But she can be mean, stoic, and have a bad temper at times to. She cares fiercely for her friends and family, she has tried since she was little to be like her brother (but she won't tell him that). She enjoys the rush and thrill of fighting. She won't tell you but she likes vibrant red roses. (She's not even sure if her brother knows that one). She enjoys helping people, if someone needs it, she's there to help. She can be sweet, charming, kind, caring, romantic... When she feels like it. She loves little kids. She enjoys her job(because of the excitement). She is normally light and happy, but is very good at coming up with strategies.
the history,
»»mother: Helen Parker
»»father: Mark Parker
»»siblings: Tray Parker
»»others: Tray’s various pets he brought home.
»»background: She was born into a poor family, whom struggled to put food on the table and keep a house over their heads. She was doted upon by her brother, and she loved him to pieces. She looked up to him, many times trying to do what he did. If she had a question, she first went to her brother for the answer. She loved her parents, but to her, they (her and her brother) were inseparable. That is until all the government business came up, then her brother left her. Her heart was broken. She had pleaded with him to stay but her dad seemed proud and let him go. No matter how much she begged him, he left her. She had already snuck into the forest a few times to practice fighting with an old sword her father owned, and after her brother left, she did it a lot more. She also became handy with a bow, bringing food home for her family when they didn’t have money to got to the store. She snuck out one night when she was 14, just like her brother, and left. Devoting herself to train and make something of her life. She stil had bitter feelings toward her brother, but she still loved him, even thought it seemed as though he had abandoned her. She found a ship, a pirates ship, she ran into the captain. She was taken aboard the ship, the captain taught her to fight, to defend herself, and how to move fluidly. She was good at her job, and the captain rewarded her with her own gleaming swords, they were beautiful. One time, she had gotten in a fight with another crew of pirates behind a bar. The result being a giant gash in her left shoulder. But as it healed she practiced fighting, getting it back in fighting shape. She did not return to the ship, instead, at age 21, she took a job working for the father of Eliza.
the player,
»»alias: Dante Flippen
»»age: 17
»»contact: kaagard@comcast.net
»»rp sample:
He walked into the desolate subway station. He Didn’t know why he had come here, maybe it was because he wasn’t supposed to be so close to freedom. But he had to come, it was the only place to give him hope of ever leaving this place. But it also filled him with dread, afraid that he would never be able to leave this prison, forever to be shunned and hated for what he was. He was marked, by the black band around his right arm. He hated it, he couldn’t stand the CRD knowing his every move. Sometimes he wondered if they knew what he saw, what he ate, and what he thought. But then, he would remind himself that it wasn’t possible. Unless of course, they had come up with some new technology. He looked around at the sad place, run down from many years of un-use.
The sun was getting brighter and he noticed the shadows of the morning disappearing, due to it’s bright rays. He sighed, if only he could disappear, as easily as that. Never to have to deal with the CRD again……..He laughed at himself. He was getting his hopes up again, thinking of ways to get away, or thinking of getting the band off. But he had tried everything, he could think of, to get it off. None had worked. But he hadn’t given up. He still tried different things, or numerous ways he had already tried before. He had even tried wire cutters, it hadn’t worked, what were they made out of that was tough enough to withstand that?! He had hoped that once he turned into his animal form, of which was a stout (ferret like creature), it would have fallen off. Him being so small. But that hadn’t worked either. Somehow the band fit him even when he had turned into his creature. It annoyed him to no end. He needed to stop thinking of freedom, and just deal with where he was in his life. Because that’s, no doubt, where he would be his whole life.
He often found himself worrying that he’d be on the streets his whole life…… Who was there who would hire a Conchen. Besides, even if there was someone who would hire him, they would also be shunned by the people. Which, he guessed, was one of the main reasons why no one would hire ‘his kind’. The way people treated him, and his kind. He wondered if they even thought about how it made them feel. Or did they just think of them as dumb animals, who had no feelings at all? Either way, it didn’t give them a right to catch them, hurt them, kill them, and track them, just because they were different…… Everyone was different in their own way. It Didn’t make any sense. People from all around the world were different, they spoke different languages, everyone looked a bit different. So what was so bad about Conchen? He already knew the answer. They were dangerous. They had abilities that most others did not have. I fact if one of them got killed, he was sure that no one would even shed a tear. It would be just like hunting an animal, except people care about animals. Not Conchen. Conchen were a nuisance, a danger, a disaster waiting to happen. That’s what people said. He wondered if there was any human in the world who liked the Conchen. And if so, if they were standing up for them….. He pondered this for a moment. The decided that even if someone did stand up for them they would either get arrested or have to sign a contract to keep silent. Dante sighed.
He Didn’t know where his feet had taken him, being lost in thought. He looked up just in time to see a young women, around his own age, Standing by the fence that separated his prison from the rest of the world. He instantly noticed the flashing red light on her arm. She had a bracelet like his. That meant she was a Conchen as well. He took in a deep breath wondering if she was going to do what he thought she was. A look of inner turmoil was upon her face. He wanted to help her, but he didn’t know how he would be of any assistance. Here he was, a ragged looking teenager. He wondered what he actually did look like, his hair was, no doubt, a mess. And his cloths didn’t get changed that often. He only owned a few sets of cloths. And he used tap water (from other peoples taps) To wash them in. He looked down at himself. He had washed this particular pair yesterday and had gotten most of the grime off. At the moment, he probably looked as though he worked in a garage, or something similar. But he couldn’t be sure.
He was snapped out of his thoughts as he saw the women step up onto the fence and hoist herself over. The barb wire cutting her wrists. He winced, then ran forward. “WAIT!” He called out after her. She had turned into the form of a wolf, she ran faster then any creature he had ever seen. It was an amazing sight, to witness the transformation from human to animal. Normally he would stand there in wonderment, thinking over what he had just seen. But he didn’t have time for that now. He had never actually met another Conchen before. He hoped that would change, but he also hoped it wouldn’t be in a cell at the CRD facility. He had made his choice. With amazing agility, he catapulted over the fence. His jacket sleeve caught on the wire and ripped. The wire cut a gash into his own wrist, but he had gotten a better jump onto the fence then the women had. He Didn’t notice the blood trickling down his hand. His only focus was on the girl. He ran after her. His own tracker began to blink profusely, and emanating a beeping sound. He Didn’t know if he would be able to help her, or himself. But it was worth a try. Maybe they could tell the CRD their bands glitched or something….. "Oh yeah, that’ll work." He muttered to himself, "Oh were sorry our bands must have glitched. We Didn’t go for a run in the country side." He couldn't help but snicker at how stupid that sounded.
He, being a Conchen and being able to shift into a fast little creature, also ran with amazing speed. “Wait!” He called out to her again. Then afraid that she would think he was a CRD member he called, “I’m a Conchen! Please wait!” If I want her to believe I am a conchen maybe I should shift………
He contemplated the thought. He couldn’t stand being in his animal form. He felt so small, vulnerable, and even more useless then he already felt. He kept running. Would it be faster as a Stout…..?…… Wait are there Conchen in league with the CRD? Yes there are. I remember seeing them when I was being held there……..How can I prove to her that I am on her side without showing her my bracelet? And even then if it were me I would be suspicious……… “Aaaahhhhhh!” He growled under his breath. Not wanting to startle the girl.
“If you would stop, I could show you the tracking device on my own wrist!” He let in a new burst of speed. Yes, he would be able to run faster as a Stout. But could he bare that humility? I hope she’ll just stop.
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" Be yourself,
If your being anyone else, your lying to those around you,
besides, how else will anyone get the know the real you? "
the basics,
»»character full name: Avena Parker
»»age: She’s 21
»»gender: female
»»sexual orientation: Strait
»»position: First mate on the Stargazer.
»»race: Human
»»alliance: rogue/somewhat retired pirate. (Stuck in between)
»»powers: None
»»weapons: She has two swords, one hangs from each hip. They have silver and ivory handles, with a silver serpent curling down the sheath. She has a knife in her right boot, just in case.
the appearance,
»»eyes: Violet
»»markings: Ear piercing for Earrings, large scar on her left shoulder caused by the blade of a pirate.
»»height: 5 foot 5
»»weight: 103
»»general appearance: She has long, fine, black hair. Tan skin, and stormy violet eyes. She’s slender, but built like a runner and fighter. She’s a beautiful young women. She can usually be seen in a pair of holy jeans, (About all of her jeans have holes in them) and a tighter blouse, Sometimes tank top, her favorite color is red, but that’s not the only one she wears. She has a black leather jacket that she likes to wear, that fits perfectly for her. She has black boots. Going over the top of the bottom of her jeans.
She is shapely, her clothes set it off. Men are attracted to her, but the swords at her sides make them think twice.
the personality,
»»likes: She enjoys the thrill of fighting, she likes being in charge, she likes weapons, and she also likes bugging her brother.
»»dislikes: Men whom think they are better then women, others ignoring her, people picking on the defenseless, scared, weak, and kids. Her brother trying to protect her all the time.
»»strengths: Fighting, she’s a good fighter, she trained since her brother left her at age twelve. And in secret she had been practicing before that.
being a women, because some underestimate her fighting skills.
She has maneuverability and can fight like a demon, learned that from being a pirate and all the practice she’s had.
She’s smart and cunning. When she wants to be, something she’s always had.
»»weaknesses: She’s loyal to her friends, If they get taken or are in trouble, she will stop at nothing to save the, protect them, she would give up almost everything to save them.
Sometimes she does before she thinks, At times causing her to get her and other in trouble, or put them in danger. (but she’s working on it.)
She can be hot tempered at time, and sometimes get angry easily, it’s just her.
»»secrets: She felt like her brother ditched her when he left at age 14, she was twelve. She looked up to her brother and thought he was awesome. After that she didn’t know what to do.
Her brother does not know she left when she was 13.
She’s a pirate.
»»general personality: Generally it depends on the day, and her mood at the time. She’s normally a kind and caring person. But she can be mean, stoic, and have a bad temper at times to. She cares fiercely for her friends and family, she has tried since she was little to be like her brother (but she won't tell him that). She enjoys the rush and thrill of fighting. She won't tell you but she likes vibrant red roses. (She's not even sure if her brother knows that one). She enjoys helping people, if someone needs it, she's there to help. She can be sweet, charming, kind, caring, romantic... When she feels like it. She loves little kids. She enjoys her job(because of the excitement). She is normally light and happy, but is very good at coming up with strategies.
the history,
»»mother: Helen Parker
»»father: Mark Parker
»»siblings: Tray Parker
»»others: Tray’s various pets he brought home.
»»background: She was born into a poor family, whom struggled to put food on the table and keep a house over their heads. She was doted upon by her brother, and she loved him to pieces. She looked up to him, many times trying to do what he did. If she had a question, she first went to her brother for the answer. She loved her parents, but to her, they (her and her brother) were inseparable. That is until all the government business came up, then her brother left her. Her heart was broken. She had pleaded with him to stay but her dad seemed proud and let him go. No matter how much she begged him, he left her. She had already snuck into the forest a few times to practice fighting with an old sword her father owned, and after her brother left, she did it a lot more. She also became handy with a bow, bringing food home for her family when they didn’t have money to got to the store. She snuck out one night when she was 14, just like her brother, and left. Devoting herself to train and make something of her life. She stil had bitter feelings toward her brother, but she still loved him, even thought it seemed as though he had abandoned her. She found a ship, a pirates ship, she ran into the captain. She was taken aboard the ship, the captain taught her to fight, to defend herself, and how to move fluidly. She was good at her job, and the captain rewarded her with her own gleaming swords, they were beautiful. One time, she had gotten in a fight with another crew of pirates behind a bar. The result being a giant gash in her left shoulder. But as it healed she practiced fighting, getting it back in fighting shape. She did not return to the ship, instead, at age 21, she took a job working for the father of Eliza.
the player,
»»alias: Dante Flippen
»»age: 17
»»contact: kaagard@comcast.net
»»rp sample:
He walked into the desolate subway station. He Didn’t know why he had come here, maybe it was because he wasn’t supposed to be so close to freedom. But he had to come, it was the only place to give him hope of ever leaving this place. But it also filled him with dread, afraid that he would never be able to leave this prison, forever to be shunned and hated for what he was. He was marked, by the black band around his right arm. He hated it, he couldn’t stand the CRD knowing his every move. Sometimes he wondered if they knew what he saw, what he ate, and what he thought. But then, he would remind himself that it wasn’t possible. Unless of course, they had come up with some new technology. He looked around at the sad place, run down from many years of un-use.
The sun was getting brighter and he noticed the shadows of the morning disappearing, due to it’s bright rays. He sighed, if only he could disappear, as easily as that. Never to have to deal with the CRD again……..He laughed at himself. He was getting his hopes up again, thinking of ways to get away, or thinking of getting the band off. But he had tried everything, he could think of, to get it off. None had worked. But he hadn’t given up. He still tried different things, or numerous ways he had already tried before. He had even tried wire cutters, it hadn’t worked, what were they made out of that was tough enough to withstand that?! He had hoped that once he turned into his animal form, of which was a stout (ferret like creature), it would have fallen off. Him being so small. But that hadn’t worked either. Somehow the band fit him even when he had turned into his creature. It annoyed him to no end. He needed to stop thinking of freedom, and just deal with where he was in his life. Because that’s, no doubt, where he would be his whole life.
He often found himself worrying that he’d be on the streets his whole life…… Who was there who would hire a Conchen. Besides, even if there was someone who would hire him, they would also be shunned by the people. Which, he guessed, was one of the main reasons why no one would hire ‘his kind’. The way people treated him, and his kind. He wondered if they even thought about how it made them feel. Or did they just think of them as dumb animals, who had no feelings at all? Either way, it didn’t give them a right to catch them, hurt them, kill them, and track them, just because they were different…… Everyone was different in their own way. It Didn’t make any sense. People from all around the world were different, they spoke different languages, everyone looked a bit different. So what was so bad about Conchen? He already knew the answer. They were dangerous. They had abilities that most others did not have. I fact if one of them got killed, he was sure that no one would even shed a tear. It would be just like hunting an animal, except people care about animals. Not Conchen. Conchen were a nuisance, a danger, a disaster waiting to happen. That’s what people said. He wondered if there was any human in the world who liked the Conchen. And if so, if they were standing up for them….. He pondered this for a moment. The decided that even if someone did stand up for them they would either get arrested or have to sign a contract to keep silent. Dante sighed.
He Didn’t know where his feet had taken him, being lost in thought. He looked up just in time to see a young women, around his own age, Standing by the fence that separated his prison from the rest of the world. He instantly noticed the flashing red light on her arm. She had a bracelet like his. That meant she was a Conchen as well. He took in a deep breath wondering if she was going to do what he thought she was. A look of inner turmoil was upon her face. He wanted to help her, but he didn’t know how he would be of any assistance. Here he was, a ragged looking teenager. He wondered what he actually did look like, his hair was, no doubt, a mess. And his cloths didn’t get changed that often. He only owned a few sets of cloths. And he used tap water (from other peoples taps) To wash them in. He looked down at himself. He had washed this particular pair yesterday and had gotten most of the grime off. At the moment, he probably looked as though he worked in a garage, or something similar. But he couldn’t be sure.
He was snapped out of his thoughts as he saw the women step up onto the fence and hoist herself over. The barb wire cutting her wrists. He winced, then ran forward. “WAIT!” He called out after her. She had turned into the form of a wolf, she ran faster then any creature he had ever seen. It was an amazing sight, to witness the transformation from human to animal. Normally he would stand there in wonderment, thinking over what he had just seen. But he didn’t have time for that now. He had never actually met another Conchen before. He hoped that would change, but he also hoped it wouldn’t be in a cell at the CRD facility. He had made his choice. With amazing agility, he catapulted over the fence. His jacket sleeve caught on the wire and ripped. The wire cut a gash into his own wrist, but he had gotten a better jump onto the fence then the women had. He Didn’t notice the blood trickling down his hand. His only focus was on the girl. He ran after her. His own tracker began to blink profusely, and emanating a beeping sound. He Didn’t know if he would be able to help her, or himself. But it was worth a try. Maybe they could tell the CRD their bands glitched or something….. "Oh yeah, that’ll work." He muttered to himself, "Oh were sorry our bands must have glitched. We Didn’t go for a run in the country side." He couldn't help but snicker at how stupid that sounded.
He, being a Conchen and being able to shift into a fast little creature, also ran with amazing speed. “Wait!” He called out to her again. Then afraid that she would think he was a CRD member he called, “I’m a Conchen! Please wait!” If I want her to believe I am a conchen maybe I should shift………
He contemplated the thought. He couldn’t stand being in his animal form. He felt so small, vulnerable, and even more useless then he already felt. He kept running. Would it be faster as a Stout…..?…… Wait are there Conchen in league with the CRD? Yes there are. I remember seeing them when I was being held there……..How can I prove to her that I am on her side without showing her my bracelet? And even then if it were me I would be suspicious……… “Aaaahhhhhh!” He growled under his breath. Not wanting to startle the girl.
“If you would stop, I could show you the tracking device on my own wrist!” He let in a new burst of speed. Yes, he would be able to run faster as a Stout. But could he bare that humility? I hope she’ll just stop.
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