Post by Kendall Kirby on Sept 14, 2007 18:37:47 GMT
Name: Kendall Melissa. My last name will never be told. ^^
Age: *sighs* Thirteen in January
Means of Contact: [MSN, AIM, Neopets etc.] MSN: butterflyblue9501@hotmail.com AIM: bluebutter95 YAHOO: butterflyblue95 Neopets: bigsistr
Role playing Experience: I have role played for...almost two years now. I have role played on many sites, but this would be my first Asylum.
Your Activity Level: [On a scale of one to ten] Ew. Don't make me do this....Fine. If you force me, 8/10
Other Characters: My other characters? None other than this one on this furm. lololoololol.
THE PART
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Full Name: Micheal Henry Mosciello
Nickname
Gender: Male
Age: Sorry, he's seeteen.
Date of Birth: November 18, 1990
Mother: Alice
Father: Miller
Siblings: Pregnant Mother
Sexuality: Straight
ON THE OUTSIDE
[/center]Appearance: [At least two good paragraphs]
His slender build and lanky appearance is accompanied with his pale skin that can mistake him for a half albino. His scalp flakes with dandruff often, an uncontrollable inheritance from his father who he credits his appearance to. His hair is a milky brown, with the streaks of black that have almost faded away from a recent hair dying. His tips are almost to their natural milk brown color, melting away in a few months to a natural tone.
His brown, lost eyes accompany his hair. Pretty average he presumes. His face is angular and thin, again the pale skin plating him. His shirt is a long maroon Tee that stretches below his midriff. Nothing fancy to go along with it, only a pair of light jeans.
Image: I am unique to the point where I cannot find a picture to match his awesome appearance of hotness.
Celebrity Portrayal: ME. o-o
ON THE INSIDE
[/center]Personality: [At least two good paragraphs.]
Likes: Tacos, Mexican food, Silk, Cold, Marmalade, Cookies
Dislikes: Licking noises, eating noises, hot areas, noisy places, alcohol
Habits: Fingernail biting, fiddling with his hair/bangs
Quirks: Jumps at the sound of a new voice
IN THE PAST
History:
A walk home from school, several years ago when he was one twelve. A well known gang offered him the option of doing their homework on not being able to walk, and he refused as he was always taught. The gang was highly displeased and beat him up as they had threatened. Now keep in mind this was a whimpy kid of no fighting experience, and was tossed around like a soccer ball. He had no strength or will to get up, and was found by an elderly woman whom returned him home.
He has lost the ability to see through his eyes, blind. He grew up roughly, getting a well education, but through much effort. His parents never gave up on him, knowing he was their only child. But as his life became more independent, his parents decided to have a final child before Alice became un-fertile.
At the mention of a new sibling, he nearly lost it. It was his time to rethink a lot of things, and it was a dangerous thing. The thought of having someone replace him, to replace him passed often. To cope with the anger of being 'replaced' and the pressure of being normal and blind, he was sent here.
Relationships with Parents:
Father- Not very well. Mike protests the use of alcohol, but his father drinks. Not to the point to being drunk, but enough to make him irritated.
Mother- Very well. He only has the grudge against her for having another child.
Relationships with siblings: Er. Not good so far?
BACK TO THE PRESENT
Role play Sample:
Pretty Random. Just a post on this fantasy forum. ^^
Closed pink eyes saw the trembling ground explain its new birth, a scent of Cherry Blossoms lifting the water filled oxygen air. A deep breath of her red nose brought a smile to her enlightened face. She opened her eyes to see her position changed, to the Haun River.
The newly created Cherry Blossom Tree was before her, the scent of the pure blossoms heavier than ever. A smile was brought to her warm face. A new life brought into their world always brought this smile.
She almost dismissed the fact of its creator. Her eyes flashed to the woman beneath the tree. The familiar sight of the brown locks and blue eyes sent memories creeping up her spine, as if a shot of adrenaline.
She looked at the never ending ripples in the river, and then the content look on the Princess Ava under the tree. She picked up the sides of her peach dress that coated her delicate body. She pressed her bare feet under the shade of the dappled tree, sitting down on her gown. "A new life I see." She smiled contently.
The magic phrase:'In a world as big as this it's not hard to feel alone...' But I will always have my imaginary friend. kthnxbye
