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Fasha
Topic Started: Oct 12 2009, 06:56 AM (371 Views)
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Character name: Fasha

Character age: 22

Character race: Saiyan

Starting planet: Planet Vegeta

How did you find us: My friend, Paine/Emily, brought me here so that I could share my lovely roleplaying skills with all of you.

Why do you want this character, and why do you think you deserve him/her?
Well, honestly, I was asked to play this character because of my roleplaying skills.. She seems interesting, to say the least, though. She's also fairly unknown therefore I can twist her to my will for the time being.

Role-play Example: 200-300 words long.

EXAMPLE 1:
Soft foot falls would carry a taller figure forward. The feet that padded the sand would leave gentle sloping foot prints. It was as if they were etched in to place. The curved form of this particular figure would sway a delicious set of hips. Hands with long, slender fingers would also sway to match those lovely hips. The figure's toned torso would flex with every step, a natural thing. Supple breasts bounced, though hid pleasantly behind of a bikini top. Black strings kept the white top tied around of her upper torso and around of her neck. A pair of matching bottoms, white, would tie at the hips with black strings. The flesh of this female, based on appearance, was a creamy olive. Italian by basic looks. Finer dark brown hair that fell to frame the female's angular face. Thick lips would naturally pout, though not too much as to make her look alike to a Bratz doll. Thick lashes would bat, eye lids dipping to hide lovely auburn hued optics. The sun that kissed everything, including the ivory sand beneath the female's feet, would beat down upon this girl's form. She carried a towel over her left shoulder, her other belongings having been left at the hotel type tavern she was staying at for the time being. This woman, at the fresh age of twenty, was named Chelle Takeiro. At first glance you would think she were a model... It was a simple mistake, but not the case at all. She was quite the opposite. Scars decorated the girls back, matching that of bullet wounds. She also had a scar upon her chest and back where a sword, her own blade, pierced through her heart. She was indeed a different individual. She allowed her form to continue across the beach, a very soft smile playing her lips. She then let her eyes drift to the water. She watched the waves arch and lap the sand, forcing the lovely white to pale to a softer gray. Her eyes then trailed to a man. He was relaxed on a lounge chair. A brow rose and her cheeks blushed. She thought she was going to be alone on this beach... But she was obviously not. She found herself a good fifteen feet from the male, so she kept her distance from him and moved to an empty spot. She laid out her towel and moved her hands to pull her hair up in a pony tail. Her wrist was decorated for a moment or two with a black elastic band. She tied up her hair and then moved to allow the water to lap up over her somewhat hot feet. It felt nice, she had to admit. She then carefully say down with her knees up and places her hands behind of her, keeping her form leaned up so that she could look out over the oceans gentle swells that brought cool breezes her way.

EXAMPLE 2:
Sky had been mingling with her lovely creatures. They were simple, but not so much as plain. The large beasts, two of them, were standing at either side of her. Well, not so much as standing, more so hunching. The woman, Sky Shadow, stood at five feet, eight inches. Being tall for her weight, she was thin but well built. The beasts were around six feet tall when hunched. While standing upright, they were a towering eight feet. Sky moved a hand to brush a loose bit of hair from her eyes. The ebony tendrils were more so relaxed, framing her face for the time being. Pale flesh stood out more, seeing as black hair would add effect to that. The woman's eyes weren't their usual gorgeous green. They were a yellowish orange. The tint was there to show that this vampiric angel was hungry. Sky licked her fangs and sighed, thick lips painted a lovely red. No, not blood. Just a simple lipstick. She moved and started to pace, hands upon her hips. Fingers tapped her waist, her head shaking as she moved. The skirt of her relaxed Lolita styled dress would bounce as she walked. The corset torso piece clung to her just right, leaving her with room to breathe. Her feet were bare, but that didn't matter. She was out on the balcony branched from one of the living rooms in the manor. "Vein, Fael," she called, looking to the beasts. They raised their heads, faceless beasts 'staring' at her then. She waved them away and then she walked in. They took off, membranous wings lifting the creatures up and off of the balcony to take them to the sky. She then looked over to see Alex. She grinned and moved over to him within a few moments. "I'm so glad," she cooed, her arms curling around of his neck so gently. Her wings ruffled and stretched, those yellowish orange eyes upon his. She was sure he was going to notice how 'hungry' she was and offer her his neck.. but she couldn't feed from him so quickly like she had in past times.

EXAMPLE 3:
Waves continued to lap and caress the form of, what appeared to be, a woman.

"You'll never leave me, right?"
"No. Never."
"Do you promise?"
"Yes. I promise, my love."

Those words and sets of images continued to reel through that figures head. The woman, laying out, face down in the water, was knocked out. She was drowning. Her form was hung over a simple piece of draft wood. A wave came and lifted her up and flipped her over on to her back. By chance, that piece of draft wood was slammed into her chest. She bucked and coughed, water coming from thick lips colored a natural red. Eye lids would lift, allowing emerald green hues the chance to catch the sun's marvelous embrace. She sighed and relaxed against the waves that were just pulling and tugging her towards shore.

"But what will happen while you're gone?"
"I have no idea, my love..."

Another wave would caress the woman's form. The wave made her black button down seemingly dance within the water's gentle waves. A beige jacket also clung to the woman, keeping the somewhat chilly waters off of her naturally cool skin. Again, she sighed, her eyes closing while she breathed through her nose. Lovely red hair cascaded around of the girl's face. It was floating in the water, along with her whole form. She just relaxed, her feet shifting very gently. Her legs started to kick so that she could move closer to the shore. She had no idea how close she was, but from the corner of her eye she saw the slightest bit of land. She then just closed her eyes and allowed her arms to pull and her legs to push, using the waves as her guide to land.

Rianna Keilear; Bio Evolutionized Humanoid.
Creator; Seeker.
Original Birth Place: Earth.
Age: 21.
Hair color: Red.
Eye color: Green.
Personality: None; Error.
Personality: None; Error - 2.
Personality: ... Pending. Human may regain emotion.

- - - - - - - - - -

Seeker, a man with many titles, allowed his hands to let go of the woman he so very cared for. The woman, with barely any feeling left in her hands, tried to reach for him, but couldn't. She felt herself fall. The wind whipped her hair and clothes about as she fell. It was cold. Even though it was cold, she could still feel the slightest bit of warmth still in her chest. Her heart was still beating. She was still breathing. The sun was keeping her conscious. Then, she crashed. Her form buckled against the water. A large ocean capture the female, taking her towards the depths. Seeker couldn't allow this to happen. He pulled a few strings and lifted the girl back up to the surface. He had made so many promises to her, but he couldn't keep them any more. She had to be cast aside. She was regaining too much of her personality. She was gaining feelings for her creator. He wasn't going to let her fall in love with him. He left her to the ocean nearest to Mount Nar... He knew she would be regaining consciousness soon.

- - - - - - - - - -

Rianna sighed and opened her eyes. She found herself laid out on a sand bar in the ocean. It was better than nothing. A smaller bit of land, but it would have to suffice for the time being. She moved herself onto her stomach and lifted up on to her hands and knees. She felt her wrists snap back in to place, along with her ankles. It was a sickening sound. She arched and her spine snapped back in to place as well. The impact against the water had done a number on her. She crawled forward and then fell on to her side and rolled on to her back. She closed her eyes and the just relaxed. She was in a new place for the second time in her life. Her past was fuzzy for the second time of her life. She couldn't remember what she looked like, but she remembered her name and also his name; Seeker.


*If any more examples are needed, feel free to ask.

Chelle Takeiro, Sky Shadow, and Rianna Keilear are (c)Chelle Reagan (c)http://loserfacerochelle.deviantart.com
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Approved as Fasha. Katz will have you added to the database, asap. Make yourself at home and ask me questions if you have any.
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Added to the database and roster, if you don't like your password pm me with a new one.
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I'd like to change from Fasha to Taanipu... o.o;
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