Post by mya on Nov 20, 2012 23:02:20 GMT -5
* mya j. kirkland ,
* 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 Mya Jean Kirkland
NICKNAMES N/A
DATE OF BIRTH May, Twenty-Fourth
AGE Fifteen (turning Sixteen)
GRADE/YEAR Eleventh
ELEMENT Earth
SEXUALITY Straight
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 Teresa Palmer
EYE COLOUR Blue
HAIR COLOUR Blonde
HEIGHT & WEIGHT Five Foot Nine, One-Hundred Thirty Pounds
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Ears Pierced, a tattoo of a Lotus on her right ankle
CLOTHING STYLE Very girly girl clothing styled, but less revealing than most girls would wear
* deeper than skin ,
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]
POSITIVE TRAITS
- affectionate
- humble
- deliberative
- graceful
- imaginative
- writing skills
NEGATIVE TRAITS
- passive
- closed, guarded
- unsure of self (self esteem issues)
- tries to do everything (based on not saying "no")
- soft
- lacking of speaking skills
LIKES
- keeping focused on herself
- dressing up nice and pretty and pretending to be something she isn't
- peace
- dancing
- flowers
DISLIKES
- being in everyone's business
- violence
- tight spaces
- dead things/blood/gore/etc.
- rude people
STRENGTHS
- very open and loving heart
- simple and easy to understand/talk to
- humble
WEAKNESSES
- being so passive
- people pleaser
- overly independent
FEARS
- tight spaces
- being over pressured into something
- doing something she regrets forever
BEST MEMORY When she first went off to the academy. She was so grateful that she could get out of that house, where he mother had died. She was just happy to get away from the memories.
WORST MEMORY Her mother died when she was twelve years old (see history for in depth detail).
LONG-TERM GOAL Mya is aspiring to become a botanist after she has graduated. She loves plants and flowers, and being an Earth Elemental, she is most likely to go into something with the Earth anyways. So why not make it something she loves: flowers?
* past reflections ,
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]
MOTHER Estrella Kirkland (formerly Jones) (40), Deceased.
FATHER Marco Kirkland (43), Ecologist.
SIBLINGS Rose Kirkland (12), Younger Sister.
Dana Kirkland (9), Younger Sister.
OTHER Uncle Gerald Kirkland (43), this is Marco's twin who lives with the family for support (since after the death),
HISTORY During her preteen years (before she turned twelve at least) she lived the normal life and learned at a basic school. Two younger siblings came into life from her mother and father, who were very loving and kind. She got most of her personality from her father, who is very passive and open hearted. Her younger sisters began to grow up, when she was twelve, when a tragic accident happened.
Her mother cut herself with a knife by accident. She had been in the kitchen cooking when she chopped her whole finger off, and then the knife slid down and hit an artery in her wrist. No one had been home and she hadn't known what to do. Before she had the chance to do something, she passed out from blood loss. When Mya found her, since she was the first one home, she found no pulse. Her mother was dead.
At the funeral she didn't know what to do. She was so overwhelmed by grief and hatred towards the world that she didn't cry one bit. She couldn't bring herself to break down in front of the body, it was disrespectful to her. In the middle of the speeches she stepped outside into the dead garden of the funeral home. All around her the plants were dead, seeing as it was the middle of winter. It was only then and there that she broke down and cried. Around her she heard the rustle of leaves and other strange noises. She looked up, and a bunch of flowers were all growing around her.
Her father declared her an Earth Elemental, telling her of his adventures in the academy. He had been keeping it a secret; to keep her safe. And off she went to the school.
At school now she has learned to use her abilities and do other such things. She was always a little bit faster than her peers would be. She picked up on things because she applied herself and practiced much. Mya has always been slightly ahead, but not by much.
* puppet on a string ,
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]
YOUR NAME Jared
YOUR AGE Fourteen, almost Fifteen
RP EXPERIENCE About a year and a half
HOW'D YOU FIND US? Jesi refereed me here
SECRET WORD correct
RP SAMPLEHe was surprised he got an answer and it wasn't a moan or anything. He was even more surprised it was a boy that was a survivor. He didn't meet many survivors as the years wore on. The less and less people out there and it got worse for the people still alive. There was less of a chance for everything for every new lesser that is made. No more reproduction, no more population growth, no more sources of food unless you could farm; the world was getting harder and harder to live in.
"I am Akito nice to meet you," the man, or should he refer to him as a boy, called out in front of him. He was holding a pink bunny; obviously not older than ten. He was kind of short too and darker toned. Like he thought, not even over ten.
"Vincent, you can call me Vince," he didn't say much, but it was enough to get by.
He had never been the one to talk to people more than a sentence. He had learned that back in the military camp. Always keep your mouth shut and keep your head down when talking to others. it was more polite than making direct eye contact. He still followed that exact philosophy and continued to keep his head down then.
CLANG!
The sound came out of nowhere, making him jump and raise his head to look around. Vincent quickly took the sword from his back, making sure to be ready. His gun went down into his holster on his leg, stored away for later. He didn't have much ammo left on him; he hadn't really thought that one through. He was going to have to conserve for later on when he was in a life or death situation.
He was keeping his sword raised, even though he saw nothing around them. He didn't need the ten year old dead on the ground based on his hands. He was going to have to protect him and make sure another life wasn't lost to a lesser. Or maybe even worse: an overminder, reaver, or vampyre. All deaths would be undesirable and horrid.
He rushed forward, checking the hall in front of them. There were a few lessers coming towards them, but overall not that many. He thought this place was supposed to be full of lessers; if so there should have been thousands of them atop them.
"I have these three," he called out to Akito.
Slash, slash, slash. Three quick whisks of his sword and their heads were rolling backwards across the hall. He was glad that he had spent the time to sharpen his sword this morning; it made life easier now.
"So what do you want to do now?" he asked the boy, honestly not minding spending some time with another human for a while. it had been so long, so it was relieving to have another person.
