Post by angel on Jan 26, 2008 8:53:46 GMT -5
Name:Angel Deathsrock
Age: 19
Affiliation [Which gang or neutral]:The Ring Riders
Physical Appearance: Very Beautiful, Slim, a little muscly. 32C Breasts, a scar along her spine, and a tattoo on her ankle. Very strong looking, has a fighter look about her. Can be very adorable, and almost impossible to resist. Like a cute school girl, will melt you heart with one look. Hourgalss figure. coffee like skin.
Picture:
Personality:
Angel is witty and fast thinking, she can occasionally be bitchy. She will not stop at anything til she does what she thinks right. Though sometimes that is the wrong decision. She can be very slutty, sometimes usually the art of seduction to get what she pleases. She is violent and aggresive, you do not want to get on her mad side. She's good at heart but sometimes feels is on the wrong side. She's so unsure...
Likes:
Parties,
Winning,
fun,
chocolate,
wooing men.
Dislikes:
Mushrooms,
Racists,
Sexism,
The King,
Drugs and smoking
Goals:
- To kill as many of the kings men as she can.
- To protect others
- To find true love
Fears:
-being rendered useless
-others finding out about her past
- losing the ones she cares for.
History:
Angel was raised a happy family, she had many friends and was a popular and smart girl. However everything changed when the was began. Her family's income dropped dramatically, and hmost of her family went to fight. When it was over only her father and her uncle returned, but her dad died soon after his return. Due the her family's big mouth, and their lack of fear of death, they easily say exactly what's on their mind. Angel's family was slaughtered at the age of 10, She was alone.
She grew into a beautiful young woman, who was dreamed about by most men. She joined a gang name the Ring Riders. She trained as much as she could, and became a highly skilled fighter. She became the right hand of the ringleader.
RP Sample:
{From another roleplay site.}
Angel stood on the corner on the dirty streets, Her body barely covered. Her body covered by a scramble of tantalising lace. She watched as a car aproached slowly, she put on a flirtascious smile. She observed the car, a black mercedes. She looked at the number plate, it was getting closer and closer. TTC 034
"nuts!" A Terror Circle Car. Spinning she kicked off her heels, and ran at full seed, she heard the car rev, She darted down an empty road, which there was alot of at this time of night. She glanced back, the car was still behind her. crap! Her heart pounding in her chest, she barely breathed as she sprinted along the road. She noticed an alleyway ahead, I need to get the The Death Collectors When she reached the alleyway, She darted into it. She heard the car stop behind her and the door open, "No!" She hissed under her breath. turning another corner she spotted it.
A dumpster, opening the lid, she jumed into it, and closed the lid. The smell hit here like a wave. She wanted to puke, but as she was used to this smell a little, she managed to hold it in. Footsteps passed the dumpster. "Where'd she go?" She closed her eyes and sunk deeper into the dumpster.
"Let's go."said an older and deeper voice. She sighed as she heard footsteps fade away. She didn't get out though, she knew it was a possible trick, she would have to sit their for hours before leaving. She looked around her, she could barely see, except for the few gaping hold in the top of the dumpster. She noticed a can, and using the light she examined it. Oust spray. She raised her brow, these were rarely sold anymore. She picked it up, and shaked it, then sprayed. She sprayed alot! The smell slowly faded. Angel sighed with relief, and leaned against the wall of the dumpster.
Suddenly she heard gunfire and shouts, she jumped to all of the shots. She heard a bullet hit the dumpster, nuts!
"Let's Go! Let's Go!" It was the samevoice as before, they had been waiting. She heard te car drive away, skidding along the ground as bullets were shot. Then the sound of bullets died, footstes approached the dumpster. She croached further into the bin, the lid was lifted.
"Wolvesbane!"She smiled jumping out of the dumpster.
Age: 19
Affiliation [Which gang or neutral]:The Ring Riders
Physical Appearance: Very Beautiful, Slim, a little muscly. 32C Breasts, a scar along her spine, and a tattoo on her ankle. Very strong looking, has a fighter look about her. Can be very adorable, and almost impossible to resist. Like a cute school girl, will melt you heart with one look. Hourgalss figure. coffee like skin.
Picture:
Personality:
Angel is witty and fast thinking, she can occasionally be bitchy. She will not stop at anything til she does what she thinks right. Though sometimes that is the wrong decision. She can be very slutty, sometimes usually the art of seduction to get what she pleases. She is violent and aggresive, you do not want to get on her mad side. She's good at heart but sometimes feels is on the wrong side. She's so unsure...
Likes:
Parties,
Winning,
fun,
chocolate,
wooing men.
Dislikes:
Mushrooms,
Racists,
Sexism,
The King,
Drugs and smoking
Goals:
- To kill as many of the kings men as she can.
- To protect others
- To find true love
Fears:
-being rendered useless
-others finding out about her past
- losing the ones she cares for.
History:
Angel was raised a happy family, she had many friends and was a popular and smart girl. However everything changed when the was began. Her family's income dropped dramatically, and hmost of her family went to fight. When it was over only her father and her uncle returned, but her dad died soon after his return. Due the her family's big mouth, and their lack of fear of death, they easily say exactly what's on their mind. Angel's family was slaughtered at the age of 10, She was alone.
She grew into a beautiful young woman, who was dreamed about by most men. She joined a gang name the Ring Riders. She trained as much as she could, and became a highly skilled fighter. She became the right hand of the ringleader.
RP Sample:
{From another roleplay site.}
Angel stood on the corner on the dirty streets, Her body barely covered. Her body covered by a scramble of tantalising lace. She watched as a car aproached slowly, she put on a flirtascious smile. She observed the car, a black mercedes. She looked at the number plate, it was getting closer and closer. TTC 034
"nuts!" A Terror Circle Car. Spinning she kicked off her heels, and ran at full seed, she heard the car rev, She darted down an empty road, which there was alot of at this time of night. She glanced back, the car was still behind her. crap! Her heart pounding in her chest, she barely breathed as she sprinted along the road. She noticed an alleyway ahead, I need to get the The Death Collectors When she reached the alleyway, She darted into it. She heard the car stop behind her and the door open, "No!" She hissed under her breath. turning another corner she spotted it.
A dumpster, opening the lid, she jumed into it, and closed the lid. The smell hit here like a wave. She wanted to puke, but as she was used to this smell a little, she managed to hold it in. Footsteps passed the dumpster. "Where'd she go?" She closed her eyes and sunk deeper into the dumpster.
"Let's go."said an older and deeper voice. She sighed as she heard footsteps fade away. She didn't get out though, she knew it was a possible trick, she would have to sit their for hours before leaving. She looked around her, she could barely see, except for the few gaping hold in the top of the dumpster. She noticed a can, and using the light she examined it. Oust spray. She raised her brow, these were rarely sold anymore. She picked it up, and shaked it, then sprayed. She sprayed alot! The smell slowly faded. Angel sighed with relief, and leaned against the wall of the dumpster.
Suddenly she heard gunfire and shouts, she jumped to all of the shots. She heard a bullet hit the dumpster, nuts!
"Let's Go! Let's Go!" It was the samevoice as before, they had been waiting. She heard te car drive away, skidding along the ground as bullets were shot. Then the sound of bullets died, footstes approached the dumpster. She croached further into the bin, the lid was lifted.
"Wolvesbane!"She smiled jumping out of the dumpster.
