Post by Isabella Swan on Apr 24, 2008 17:32:10 GMT -5
NOTE:: This is just a rough of what the application needs to look like, please bear in mind it is late and I am tired so my app is not top notch. Thanks.
MyLa
All About Who We Are;;
All About Who We Can Be;;
What Was, Is, and Will Forever Be;;
*** If your a cannon I expect you to know all there is to know about your character! If your a 'not-so-cannon' character I leave how they are up to you but I will be critical if it does not fit. ***
MyLa
All About Who We Are;;
Name: MyLa
Age: 18
Years Rping: Nearly 6
Other Characters: None
Ways to Contact:SITE OWNER
All About Who We Can Be;;
Name: Isabella Marie Swan
Nickname: Bella
Name Meaning: Beauty
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Pet(s): None
Grade [If applicable]: Senior
Species: Human
Appearance:
EYES:: Soft brown, almost a caramel. Seem to look into the very being of a person, often used to staring down her opponant. Whether that be her father or Edward or someone else, she is good at using the power in her eyes.
HAIR:: Long and almond colored. Soft and smooth, worn down or up, does not really matter. Often played with by Edward, a lovely little feature that goes well with her deep hued eyes.
BODY:: Height 5'4". Tan complection with good musculature. Average/slim build with feminine features and a calm look most of the time. Comfortable body type, not too tall or too short, not to thin or to large.
CLOTHES:: Often heavy to keep from the cold. Most of her clothes coming from Pheonix were for warm weather so she needed to adapt. She is rarely ever not in some sort of rain coat.
Celebrity: Kristen Stewart
Personality:
Bella is extremely stubborn, with that comes a great deal of bitting sarcasm and all the best from someone who is not really good at telling a lie. Bella is overzealous at times and rather much like a child in her heart, having not really had her father around when she was a kid. Though she acts far more mature than one would think, she is rather scared to be alone and without those she cares for. Bella is terribly accident prone, many people believe that her luck could cause a cataclismic event she is that bad, in all reality she has alright luck, just not the best balance.
Likes:
+ Edward
+ Alice
+ All the Cullens/Hales [maybe minus Rosalie]
+ Sparkly things.
+ Going fast.
Dislikes:
- People calling Ed a leech, or his family.
- Getting hurt.
- Going slow.
- James and his gang.
- Being told what to do.
Flaws:
« EXTREMELY CLUMSY!
« Stubborn. ;D
« I think being in love with a vampire might go here.
Fears:
- Losing Edward.
- Forgetting all that has happened.
- Dying from James.
Hopes for the Future:
» Does dying count?
What Was, Is, and Will Forever Be;;
Family:
Renee Dwyer (mother)
Phil Dwyer (stepfather)
Charlie Swan (father)
History:
Isabella Marie Swan was born on September 13, 1987 to Renée and Charlie Swan, a young couple living in the small town of Forks, Washington. Bella's parents divorced when Bella was six months old, and Renée took Bella with her when she decided to move to Phoenix, Arizona. Very little of Bella's life in Phoenix is mentioned.
Bella's mother has recently married Phil Dwyer, a man much younger than she is. Phil travels a lot due to his profession, and Bella notices how much her mother wants to be with him while he travels. So, to make it easier for them, Bella moves back to her birthtown of Forks, Washington, to live with her father Charlie. She enrolls at Forks High School. She got a job at Newton’s Outfitters and was trying her hardest to lead a normal life, until she met Edward Cullen.
Other: -Admin Edit-
RP Example:
[[This CAN BE from another site. ^_^]]Saorise was completely content at reading her book and listening to her music until Alina walked in. Ris' jaw tensed as she watched Alina, though acting as though she was still reading, she could tell Alina was pissed about something - not like it mattered to her. She sighed softly as she moved her hand to turn down her music just slightly, to make sure if Alina made a snide comment that she could hear it and retort back. Suddenly the adrenaline was flowing through her being in the same room as Alina. She did not think she cared this much about her pride, but she supposed that was one of the other things inside of her that she let no one see. She heard a mutter from Alina and she disregarded it as Alina began to organize her clothes.
"Take that picture down before I puke. I don't want to have to live with the sight of more mud bloods. One is enough for me."
Ris' jaw clenched more noticeably now. "Excuse me?" She took of her headphones now. She was not about to deal with someone saying they were going to puke because her family was on a table. "Last time I checked thousands of people fought and died for my right to put my d**n picture where I want." She said simply. She turned off her 8-track and set it down, her book laying on the bed as she stood and looked to Alina. Her eyes narrowed as she watched the little Slytherin comment yet again about her parents. MUD BLOODS!? OH NO SHE DIDN'T!! "EXCUSE ME!" She said bitterly as she grabbed Alina by her shoulder roughly and spun her around. "I am not a mod blood, the term is muggle born... And I would rather be a muggle born than a filthily pure blood very *friendly* person!" she said sternly.
“Oh please Alina, leave it. Honestly it’s just something we can burn later. I was hoping to be able to at least put some of my things away before I got to sit down and enjoy a good cat fight.”
Saorise looked over at Jema. "You keep your snide little ass out of this." She sneered. "And if you think you and your little spawn over here.." She motioned for Alina. "Are going to even touch my picture you both are sadly mistaken... " She said bitterly. "I don't cat fight... I kick ass. And if I hear another word from you or you." She glared over at Alina. "There won't be any pieces of you two left for the cops to ascertain who the hell you are." She said. "Now," She looked to Jema. "You go off and romp around Rome and do whatever the heck you want." She looked to Alina. "And you, you can go and find another person's life to ruin - go find another drunk man, God knows thats the only way you can get em... I hope you get herpes... But leave me heck alone..." She sat back down on her bed.
*** If your a cannon I expect you to know all there is to know about your character! If your a 'not-so-cannon' character I leave how they are up to you but I will be critical if it does not fit. ***