Post by carson on Jan 26, 2008 15:39:22 GMT -5
Name: Carson McCormick
Age: 27
Affiliation [Which gang or neutral]: The Black Hearts Right Hand
Physical Appearance: Paragraph and a picture
Personality: When someone speaks the name Carson McCormick, a few different words will come to mind. The most prominent would be cold. Carson is a very cold person without a care for anyone. She's never been in love, nor plans on it. She's sadistic and loves to see people in pain, one of the reasons why she loves to torture people so much. Her favortie form of torture...Cutting the webbing between fingers and toes...And occasionally clipping them off.
Carson will do anything to get what she wants, rather it be murder, asault, or the usual explosives. She's an extreme pyromaniac. Another word that would describe her is psychotic. At times, she hears a voice in her head and will talk to it, refering to the voice as Saul. Despite her cold nature, she is very loyal to her gang and wants nothing more than to watch the numbers grow.
Likes: Pain, Torture, Chains, Knives, Loud Music, Drugs, Alcohol, Stealing Cars
Dislikes: Make-Up, Romance, Women, Water, Liars, Wimps, Other Gangs, The Color Pink, Guns
Goals: To see the gang rise in power, To recruit more members for the gang, To become even stronger
Fears: Loss, Betrayal, Death
History: Carson was born in a rather rough family. They lived in a run down apartment with no electricity. Her father was a drunk who beat her mother and Carson daily. When Carson was 16, she couldn't take the beatings anymore. While her father was sleeping, she went into his room with a knife and slit his throat. Carson ran away that night, in fear that her mother would kill Carson once she found out that she took care of her dad by killing him. But just a few days after leaving her home was when the war ended and a new leader had taken over the world.
Carson, knowing that she couldn't go back home, made the decision to live on the streets, doing whatever it took to survive. In her 3 years living on the streets, she managed to kill 12 people and beat 37 others to get things that she wanted. When she was 19, she found herself nearly getting blown up by an explosion. The explosion caused some brain damage and Carson began hearing a voice inside her head. The voice was called Saul and he was telling her that she needed to find others like herself who were on the streets. Deciding to listen to Saul, she searched all over and found a gang known as The Black Hearts. They were a group of ruthless people...Just like Carson. She was jumped into the group, having to go through brutal beatings to get in. Now at the age of 27, she's the right hand of the leader. Many of the old members ran off or were killed, which is why Carson was appointed the right hand. She had stuck with the gang through the hard times and will continue doing so.
RP Sample:
(Taken from Another Site)
Zhang didn't really pay much attention to who entered the pub and who didn't. It wasn't really all that important to her, as she rarely ever started a conversation. It wasn't because she was anti-social or anything...It was just the fact that people really pissed her off. It never failed that when she was in a conversation, she became frustrated by the person and wanted to hurt them...Sometimes kill them. You see...Zhang was a very violent person as a child, which could be expected if you were the daughter of Fenrir Greyback. From time to time, she still lashes out in violent urges but lately she had kept them down, which was probably a very good thing.
She ran her fingers through her hair and leaned her head back in her chair. It was a quiet night in the bar and it was quite relaxing. Very rarely was this bar quiet. Usually it was full of drunks who were humiliating themselves in front of everyone. But not tonight. She pondered why the usuals were not in the pub but couldn't really come up with anything good to answer her question, therefore she dropped it and didn't think about it any longer.
She tilted her head down again and looked towards a young man, who was coming her way. He didn't look drunk, which was a good thing. She hated it when drunken men came up to her. The last one that did...well...let's just say he won't ever walk again. She brought herself forward in her chair and took a long drink of her fire whiskey. As the young man came closer, she smiled slightly, recognizing the face of Landers Gaunt.
"Landers Gaunt..." She said nodding slightly after he finished speaking. "Hmm...Sounds like my father actually. I'm assuming that you know him...But alas...I despise children." She said with a smile as she pictured herself tearing into a child's flesh.
Age: 27
Affiliation [Which gang or neutral]: The Black Hearts Right Hand
Physical Appearance: Paragraph and a picture
Carson stands at about 5'7. She's a very strongly built woman and has a very hard look to her. One almost never sees her smile, unless something very good has happend. She has long dark brown hair that is slightly wavy. As for makeup, she rarely ever wears it. She doesn't bother with 'looking good'.
Personality: When someone speaks the name Carson McCormick, a few different words will come to mind. The most prominent would be cold. Carson is a very cold person without a care for anyone. She's never been in love, nor plans on it. She's sadistic and loves to see people in pain, one of the reasons why she loves to torture people so much. Her favortie form of torture...Cutting the webbing between fingers and toes...And occasionally clipping them off.
Carson will do anything to get what she wants, rather it be murder, asault, or the usual explosives. She's an extreme pyromaniac. Another word that would describe her is psychotic. At times, she hears a voice in her head and will talk to it, refering to the voice as Saul. Despite her cold nature, she is very loyal to her gang and wants nothing more than to watch the numbers grow.
Likes: Pain, Torture, Chains, Knives, Loud Music, Drugs, Alcohol, Stealing Cars
Dislikes: Make-Up, Romance, Women, Water, Liars, Wimps, Other Gangs, The Color Pink, Guns
Goals: To see the gang rise in power, To recruit more members for the gang, To become even stronger
Fears: Loss, Betrayal, Death
History: Carson was born in a rather rough family. They lived in a run down apartment with no electricity. Her father was a drunk who beat her mother and Carson daily. When Carson was 16, she couldn't take the beatings anymore. While her father was sleeping, she went into his room with a knife and slit his throat. Carson ran away that night, in fear that her mother would kill Carson once she found out that she took care of her dad by killing him. But just a few days after leaving her home was when the war ended and a new leader had taken over the world.
Carson, knowing that she couldn't go back home, made the decision to live on the streets, doing whatever it took to survive. In her 3 years living on the streets, she managed to kill 12 people and beat 37 others to get things that she wanted. When she was 19, she found herself nearly getting blown up by an explosion. The explosion caused some brain damage and Carson began hearing a voice inside her head. The voice was called Saul and he was telling her that she needed to find others like herself who were on the streets. Deciding to listen to Saul, she searched all over and found a gang known as The Black Hearts. They were a group of ruthless people...Just like Carson. She was jumped into the group, having to go through brutal beatings to get in. Now at the age of 27, she's the right hand of the leader. Many of the old members ran off or were killed, which is why Carson was appointed the right hand. She had stuck with the gang through the hard times and will continue doing so.
RP Sample:
(Taken from Another Site)
Zhang didn't really pay much attention to who entered the pub and who didn't. It wasn't really all that important to her, as she rarely ever started a conversation. It wasn't because she was anti-social or anything...It was just the fact that people really pissed her off. It never failed that when she was in a conversation, she became frustrated by the person and wanted to hurt them...Sometimes kill them. You see...Zhang was a very violent person as a child, which could be expected if you were the daughter of Fenrir Greyback. From time to time, she still lashes out in violent urges but lately she had kept them down, which was probably a very good thing.
She ran her fingers through her hair and leaned her head back in her chair. It was a quiet night in the bar and it was quite relaxing. Very rarely was this bar quiet. Usually it was full of drunks who were humiliating themselves in front of everyone. But not tonight. She pondered why the usuals were not in the pub but couldn't really come up with anything good to answer her question, therefore she dropped it and didn't think about it any longer.
She tilted her head down again and looked towards a young man, who was coming her way. He didn't look drunk, which was a good thing. She hated it when drunken men came up to her. The last one that did...well...let's just say he won't ever walk again. She brought herself forward in her chair and took a long drink of her fire whiskey. As the young man came closer, she smiled slightly, recognizing the face of Landers Gaunt.
"Landers Gaunt..." She said nodding slightly after he finished speaking. "Hmm...Sounds like my father actually. I'm assuming that you know him...But alas...I despise children." She said with a smile as she pictured herself tearing into a child's flesh.
