Post by Darky. on Aug 25, 2007 10:47:09 GMT
THE ACTOR
[/size][/b]Name: Darky [Sakyru's fine too]
Age: Ahem. Elevurn. =D
Means of Contact: Ask me.
Role Playing Experience: Three to four years.
Your Activity Level: Infinite. This is my forum after all.
Other Characters: In time to come, you'll find out.
THE PART
[/center][/b]Full Name: Yona Estelle Clarabelle
Nickname
Gender: Yona likes frilly dresses, flowers, and has ankle-long hair. Guess.
Age: 14. Turning 15 soon.
Date of Birth: 24th November.
Mother: Dora Ren Chan (Chinese/Spanish)
Father: Laurence Henry Clarabelle (English)
Siblings: Helen, Shawn and Felicia Clarabelle.
Sexuality: Bisexual
ON THE OUTSIDE
[/center]Appearance: Standing at the height of an amazing 3’2, Yona is definitely what one would call a lolita. She has a very straight back and normally stands with two stocking-clad legs pressed together to complete her adorable look, with two small dainty legs and a pair of light-coloured hands. With that innocent face, Yona is perfectly capable of using her looks as bait to feed her fetish of blood (Will be explained in Personality).
She has neatly washed and shiny ankle-length dark brown hair, normally held up in long, curly pigtails, and melting red-brown eyes that could possibly make anyone want to reach down and cuddle her in a rib-cracking hug. She has a brief, choppy fringe that is allowed to hang just above her sleek eyebrows.
Despite having a normal set of pearly white teeth, Yona also has a fang-like tooth all the way to the back of her mouth. It’s small, so it normally doesn’t cause much trouble, but it’s a trait to be noted.
ON THE INSIDE
[/center]Personality: She’s normally anti-social and prefers to keep to herself, but Yona can also be loud and is quite an actor. She believes that she has haunted ghosts against their will and claims to have used a voodoo doll effectively before. Her small frame is misleading as the girl is actually 87% psycho, lingeringly or on and off, and apparently the girl has a fetish for sharp things, blood and the sound things make when they’re sliced (Which is how she categorizes things). Yona used to inflict small wounds on her siblings in the dead of the night, seeing that dark red liquid pool out on white sheets. But she never ever cut herself.
Blood excited Yona and it still does, thus that makes a part of her psychotic being.
However, she is still very feminine despite her flat-chested-ness (Omg) and love of blood, loving the scent of flowers, frilly dresses, ribbons, lace and “pretty” shoes. Yona also used to play with her mother’s makeup kit so many years ago.
Her methods of movement are either skipping, running or hopping from one place to another and she has her very own blood-coloured pocketknife, which she obtained at the very beginning of the occurence of her obbession.
Likes: Frills, maid-dresses, lace, shoes, flowers, knives, blood, running around, voodoo dolls, other pointy things.
Dislikes: Being hugged too tightly, fussed over too much, "stuck-up" people, ugly ragdolls, talking, socializing.
Habits: Cutting random things (Most likely living), humming, fingering her pocketknife, pressing a finger to her lips when asking for things, acting cute.
Quirks: Tilting her head to one side while in the middle of a conversation, being protective of "her blood", getting jealous of people with more pointy things than she has.
IN THE PAST
History: From an old forum, so it might seem slightly different from the current descriptions. I'll correct this some other time. Yona used to be a quiet, shy child who was always in the shadows when big crowds entered their house, stealing candy in secret, almost always in her or her sisters' room. That carried on until Yona, at the age of eight, made her first trip into the kitchen.
The knife was immediately in her hands, but it was somewhat blunt. Finding this of no interest, she searched the house until she discovered a small pocket-knife. Yona began to bring it wherever she went, using it whenever possible to cut other things. They were always inanimate; plants, paper, sticks, and then Yona decided to try it on a living being for once, a year later. Their cat had a hidden scar on its belly; pretty shallow. That was not satisfying. She began hurting her sister in the dead of the night, with poor Felicia waking up to find droplets of blood on her bed, leaking out of her arm, heel, wrist or finger. Her parents became suspicious.
Blood excited Yona and the more she saw of it, the more hyperactive she went. Soon, that part of her was permanantly in her brain and went on and off and sometimes reoccuringly.
Then Yona went too far; gained distrust from her family; and finally, ended up here after nearly killing a sister and turning herself in the asylum.
Relationships with Parents: She was loved by both, but in the end her insanity gained distrust from them and she was turned in when she purposedly claimed to be insane.
Relationships with Siblings: Yona used to be a favourite, but that was before her sibling mysteriously began finding wounds on their person.
BACK TO THE PRESENT
Role play Sample: She turned the blade over and over in her small hands, somehow avoiding getting her flesh torn. The small black head of Felicia Clarabelle remained motionless in those satin, bright pink sheets, but her body was curled up in a tight ball.
That young face smirked, baring that unusal fang-ish tooth, as eleven-year-old Yona turned around and crawled into her own bed.
Her tiny hands shoved the pocketknife under the pillow, a vital spot that her idiotic parents never bothered to look in. Brown locks already reaching down to her kneecaps and falling off the bed in light curls, the girl dragged her covers up to her neck and closed those now blood-red eyes of hers, slipping into slumber.
The magic phrase: In a world as big as this it's not hard to feel alone ...