Post by pierce on Jan 20, 2013 0:27:16 GMT -5
* lillith r. pierce ,
* start with basics ,
[ I'M SWIMMING IN THE SMOKE OF BRIDGES I HAVE BURNED ]
[ I'M SWIMMING IN THE SMOKE OF BRIDGES I HAVE BURNED ]
FULL NAME Lillith Rae Pierce
NICKNAMES Lilly
DATE OF BIRTH December, 10th
AGE Fourteen
GRADE/YEAR Ninth
ELEMENT Thunder
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
MARITAL STATUS Single
* into the mirror ,
[ AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ]
[ AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ]
CELEBRITY CLAIM Zooey Deschanel
EYE COLOUR Frosty blue
HAIR COLOUR A Raven black that contrasts beautifully with her ice blue eyes.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT Petite, 5'4" & 110lbs.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Although hardly ever seen she has a rather peculiar collection of scars that lace her back, shoulders and ribs. Their origins are a mystery and have quite a bit to do with her past which is, of course, shrouded in mystery.
CLOTHING STYLE
Lilly doesn't exactly have a deadset clothing style that she wears, although she completely abhors the color pink and you won't ever see her wearing it unless it's not by choice. When it comes to everyday attire she can be seen wearing things like jeans, leggings, shorts, sweaters, t-shirts, dress shirts, ect. Dresses are a rarity to be seen on her, and while she isn't particularly fond of them she will wear them when the occasion calls for it -- such as a ceremony or dance, ect.
* deeper than skin ,
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]
POSITIVE TRAITS
- Intellegent
- Quiet
- Courageous
- Loyal
- Determined
- Passionate
- Kind-hearted
- Extremely patient
NEGATIVE TRAITS
- Very touchy on certain subjects -- if you push it, you'll anger her
- Has a temper when she's angry
- Can be somewhat rebellious
- Stubborn
- Withdrawn
- Shy
- Somewhat judgmental -- not in a petty way
- Does not trust easy
LIKES
- Silence
- Books
- Autumn
- Independence (in others)
- Storms
- Rain
- Being out in the open -- outdoors especially
- People who keep their word
DISLIKES
- Arrogance
- Crowds
- Anything in front of an audiance
- Self-indulgence
- Small spaces -- especially underground
- People who pry
STRENGTHS
- Excels at mind games, challenges, ect
- Can be quite deceptive
- Memorization
- Often uses knowledge to her advantage
- Extremely Patient
WEAKNESSES
- Clumsy
- Self-preservationist
- Physically weak
- Relies on herself too much -- will refuse help even when she needs it
- Extremely wary of others
FEARS
- Someone finding out about her past
- Doing anything in front of an audience
- Falling in love
- Being caged -- literally and metaphorically
- Losing her powers
- Having the spotlight on her
- Belts -- don't ask
BEST MEMORY
Her best memories reside in her very early childhood before her mother fell victim to breast cancer. Specifically it was spending an autumn evening watching a thunderstorm light up the skies with her mother.
WORST MEMORY
There are several of these, mostly consisting of her dad and the unmentionable things he did to her after the passing of her mother. One, namely is her father attempting to hang himself one winter and her having to save him from his own suicide.
LONG-TERM GOAL What most girls her age want, a family of her own and to finally be 'at peace'. She doesn't exactly believe in a happy ending, but she wants something as close to it as she can get.
* past reflections ,
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]
MOTHER Meredith Rae Pierce (28), Meterologist. DECEASED.
FATHER Rodger Alan Pierce (42), Corporation Accountant.
SIBLINGS None, only child.
OTHER None.
HISTORY
Lillith was born to Meredith and Rodger in the quaint and humble town of Pagosa Springs, Colorado. During her early childhood Lilly had an easy going relationship with her parents, melded well with her classmates and was overall a rather average child. Her personality was outgoing and very open-minded towards others and the girl had a select fondness towards storms; how they worked, what they were, why they did what they did, ect. In many ways Lilly took after her mother, Meredith, although she did inherit the stubbornness and independence from her father. It wasn't until she reached the age of 8 that her mother -- and her idol in life -- was diagnosed with stage 4 metastatic cancer. Lilly was ultimately devastated and the family did everything the possibly could to treat Meredith, but it was to no avail. By the time Lilly had reached 9 her mother had passed on and the medical bills from her mother's treatments had her and her father drowning in debt. Immediately after her mother's passing her father fell into drink and became extremely abusive -- both sexually and physically. There was more than one occasion in which Rodger attempted to commit suicide and Lilly had to save him -- despite the abhorrence she felt for his actions, he was her only caretaker and she didn't want to go to foster care. As the years passed her father's abusive nature grew more and more violent until finally she reached the age of 14 and was found to possess elemental powers. Her admittance into the Academy of the Elements saved her from several more years of abuse and because of her horrid past she's changed quite a bit as far as personality goes. Yep.
* puppet on a string ,
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]
YOUR NAME Chase!
YOUR AGE 16, Y'all.
RP EXPERIENCE I;ve been roleplaying for a combined total of about 7-8 years.
HOW'D YOU FIND US? Affiliation~
SECRET WORD Correct
RP SAMPLEThe following post is from the point of view of a wolf.
The sky had darkened abruptly, clouds rolling from the north and bringing promises of rain. They swelled with the weight of water, darkening and growing more daunting as time passed. Massive dire stood in wait, lurking within the shadows of the firs and pines. His previous intentions had been on a walk, to clear his mind of the boisterous activity of Shadovale. To the king's surprise, one member had been missing from the jeer and up beat rally and on his travels away from the group, the scent became stronger in tide.
Curiosity enveloped the beast as an investigation soon became his objective, and with the silence of the forest aiding him in his concealment, a meeting had a watchmen. Cabaret had meandered away from the eyes of Shadovale to partake in an illegal exchange. Ice blue eyes, sharp with intensity had studied the secretive and brief rendezvous -- his omega and a Blackheart. Now, Akando new the foreign pirate like activity of the soulless pack --which entirely labeled them as enemies in his mind-- and his wariness grew into rage.
Detected by neither himself nor his brother Aluet, the conniving little bastard had slipped past them effortlessly while he carried on with his repugnant trades in a shroud of secrecy. Mind began to test the loyalty of each and every member, dragging out possible accomplices to the traitor. Of course, whilst all of this internal rambling took place, an ear was carefully glued to the words that hissed from between the betrayer's teeth, catching the name he uttered to himself in reassurance. The dull flame that had begun to burn within him ignited into a wildfire, and the alpha found himself uncontrollable with the realization he had been deceived.
Muscles coiled, the flames licking at his stillness and shriveling it into ash as the wolf's gait was quickly changed into a robust gallop. Tail flagged above his spine and arched with dominance as the tree-line was broken -- the only barrier between the lowly 'omega' and the enraged alpha. Akando hit the brakes casually, ice blue eyes burning dangerously as they settled upon the black figure of Cabaret, who was rolling himself in a puddle of thick mud, encasing and fading the scent of Blackheart quite effectively. No matter, the dominant wolf had seen all he needed to prosecute the omega with treachery, and to punish him accordingly.
"Thought you had us fooled didn't you Cabaret? Or should I call you Der Rabe?" It was clearly game over for the supposed omega of Shadovale. Bronze locks of fur were swept up in a gust of wind, the scent of a coming storm only intensifying the tension that rang throughout the atmosphere. "I should have your head traitor, severed from your neck with the grains of my teeth and fed to the buzzards so that I may keep your skull as a reminder!" Lips had already been peeled from gums to expose the glinting points of his teeth in potent aggression. A shockingly thunder-like snarl boomed from his chest towards the less than innocent male, fur spiked with anger.
Akando was quick to take the offense, shooting like a bullet from his standoff position and launching an attack. Jaws were gaped and a sea of teeth was hurled towards the face of the dire's new victim, eyes ignited like blue wildfires. Bronzed king would attempt to snap his jaws onto the snout of the lower ranking wolf, shifting his weight forward in order to usher him to the dirt in a plow like move. Should he miss, the rebound was sure to reach perfection. Ideally, he would go down without a fight, perhaps plead for his life a few times beneath the rage that was now the alpha of Shadovale. The valiant knight suited for armor would not bear mercy on the soul of the damned, and should this wretched male put up a fight against the usually non violent Akando, he would surely be maimed of his heart and breath. No, the cons clearly outweighed the pros for the sad little Blackheart, and surely the Reaver would hand him to Akando without hesitation. After-all, he deserved it, he deserved his ass handed to him.