Post by Misa Ootori on Aug 5, 2013 1:27:33 GMT -5
Name: Misa Ootori "ai ichigo"
School Attending: St. Spica
Age/Year: 15/4th year
Hair color: Green. Becomes darker or lighter depending on the sunlight.
Hairstyle: Mostly short, to her neck, except for two longer strands hanging to about her shoulders.
Eye Color:
Height: 5'6"
Clothes: She normally wears dark skinny jeans, often ripped (and with the occasional chain or two). She has a favorite pair of black combat boots that she wears with everything. For tops, she's often seen sporting band tee-shirts or oversized sweatshirts. She also has her ear pierced several times.
Activities:
Equestrian Sports
Horse Name: Klaus
Gender: Male
Breed: Trakehner
Appearance: Mostly black, except for one white foot.
Personality:
In little words, Misa is a rebel, a punk. She doesn't care about rules or regulations, especially if they're specifically against her. She doesn't think anyone should be controlled be unfair rules.
Growing up in a bad neighborhood, Misa only knows the dark side of the world, and doesn't believe in love because she has never experiemced or been around it. Despite her rule-breaking front, she isn't stupid and knows when she's gone too far. She also knows what's good for her, and puts herself first. For this reason, she gets passing grades so she can at least make it into college and have a good future, unlike her parents.
Misa has no interest in making friends, unless they're willing to be her partner in crime. Otherwise, she generally ignores everyone. Even if you peak her interest enough to get her to talk to you, she still won't be very nice. Secretly, she yearns for a best friend who could make her laugh.
Horseback riding and her guitar are the only things she really enjoys. After all, the thrill of getting away with something started to wear off when you had been doing it for a while. She's happiest when doing these things, and they're the only part of school she actually enjoys.
What does your character think of the Etoile position? Misa doesn't think it's dumb, per say, but she believes it to be fake. After all, true love isn't something she believes in, and there's no way someone could find it that easily.
Does your character want to become an Etoile? Maybe, of true love actually proved tombe true, she would run. But she doesn't want to be in a fake relationship, and it's hard enough to even find a friend, let alone a lover.
What does your character think of the current Etoiles, Chokone Manatsu and Shizuka Myuzu? She's suspicious of Cho, believing no one can be that innocent. She doesn't know how to feel about Shizuka. On one hand, she might be an interesting person to talk to, but Misa doesn't want to be associated with anyone involved with the Etoile competition.
What does your character think of the other schools? Misa envies Miator's uniform for it's color, but wouldn't be able to last a day there due to how strict the nuns are. She sometimes wishes she had gone to Lulim because of their clubs.
History: Her dad left her when Misa was two, and her mother was a prostitute. She slept during the day and worked at night. They grew up in a bad neighborhood, and since no one told her otherwise, Misa started hanging around with bad kids and got caught up in a gang. The people in it told her that the world was only made of evil, and she believed them. Sometimes, her mom would forget to go shopping and she would have to steal food. Misa had a crush on one of the boys in the gang, who rejected her when she confessed to him. He told her that romance was dumb, and it meant you were weak. After this, she became depressed and stopped hanging out with the gang. But, like you see in a lot of cases, they wouldn't let her leave until they all fought her. At this time, Misa's grandmother came to check up on the girl's mother, and was shocked at Misa's condition. She immidiatly took her in and sent her to St. Spica's to get a good influence in her life.
Sample Post: Looking around, Misa knew one thing - she did not belong here. The stares of the girls around her only confirmed that they were thinking the same thing.
But she didn't care what they thought. She hadn't come here by choice, and certaintly didn't have any ambitions in making a friend. So for now, she would ignore the stares, and the girl's who thought they knew her whole life story just with one judgemental look.
Although, she supposed that she looked as out of place as she felt - with her leather jacket and bulky headphones blaring rock music. Not to mention her face, which was still slightly swollen and bruised from her "graduation".
Adjusting the electric guitar slung over her shoulder, she paused and got a better grip on the amp she was carrying.
Continuing on her journey - if you could call it that - to find the campus of St. Spica, Misa kept her head held high. Yeah, her grandmother owed her one. Especially since the uniform was white, a color she mostly despised. But at least she wasn't stuck with Lulim's girly pink attire.
The green haired girl continued on her walk for about twenty minites, judging by the pain that wad starting to form in her arm. Looking around, Misa sighed, knowing she'd have to ask for directions.
School Attending: St. Spica
Age/Year: 15/4th year
Hair color: Green. Becomes darker or lighter depending on the sunlight.
Hairstyle: Mostly short, to her neck, except for two longer strands hanging to about her shoulders.
Eye Color:
Height: 5'6"
Clothes: She normally wears dark skinny jeans, often ripped (and with the occasional chain or two). She has a favorite pair of black combat boots that she wears with everything. For tops, she's often seen sporting band tee-shirts or oversized sweatshirts. She also has her ear pierced several times.
Activities:
Equestrian Sports
Horse Name: Klaus
Gender: Male
Breed: Trakehner
Appearance: Mostly black, except for one white foot.
Personality:
In little words, Misa is a rebel, a punk. She doesn't care about rules or regulations, especially if they're specifically against her. She doesn't think anyone should be controlled be unfair rules.
Growing up in a bad neighborhood, Misa only knows the dark side of the world, and doesn't believe in love because she has never experiemced or been around it. Despite her rule-breaking front, she isn't stupid and knows when she's gone too far. She also knows what's good for her, and puts herself first. For this reason, she gets passing grades so she can at least make it into college and have a good future, unlike her parents.
Misa has no interest in making friends, unless they're willing to be her partner in crime. Otherwise, she generally ignores everyone. Even if you peak her interest enough to get her to talk to you, she still won't be very nice. Secretly, she yearns for a best friend who could make her laugh.
Horseback riding and her guitar are the only things she really enjoys. After all, the thrill of getting away with something started to wear off when you had been doing it for a while. She's happiest when doing these things, and they're the only part of school she actually enjoys.
What does your character think of the Etoile position? Misa doesn't think it's dumb, per say, but she believes it to be fake. After all, true love isn't something she believes in, and there's no way someone could find it that easily.
Does your character want to become an Etoile? Maybe, of true love actually proved tombe true, she would run. But she doesn't want to be in a fake relationship, and it's hard enough to even find a friend, let alone a lover.
What does your character think of the current Etoiles, Chokone Manatsu and Shizuka Myuzu? She's suspicious of Cho, believing no one can be that innocent. She doesn't know how to feel about Shizuka. On one hand, she might be an interesting person to talk to, but Misa doesn't want to be associated with anyone involved with the Etoile competition.
What does your character think of the other schools? Misa envies Miator's uniform for it's color, but wouldn't be able to last a day there due to how strict the nuns are. She sometimes wishes she had gone to Lulim because of their clubs.
History: Her dad left her when Misa was two, and her mother was a prostitute. She slept during the day and worked at night. They grew up in a bad neighborhood, and since no one told her otherwise, Misa started hanging around with bad kids and got caught up in a gang. The people in it told her that the world was only made of evil, and she believed them. Sometimes, her mom would forget to go shopping and she would have to steal food. Misa had a crush on one of the boys in the gang, who rejected her when she confessed to him. He told her that romance was dumb, and it meant you were weak. After this, she became depressed and stopped hanging out with the gang. But, like you see in a lot of cases, they wouldn't let her leave until they all fought her. At this time, Misa's grandmother came to check up on the girl's mother, and was shocked at Misa's condition. She immidiatly took her in and sent her to St. Spica's to get a good influence in her life.
Sample Post: Looking around, Misa knew one thing - she did not belong here. The stares of the girls around her only confirmed that they were thinking the same thing.
But she didn't care what they thought. She hadn't come here by choice, and certaintly didn't have any ambitions in making a friend. So for now, she would ignore the stares, and the girl's who thought they knew her whole life story just with one judgemental look.
Although, she supposed that she looked as out of place as she felt - with her leather jacket and bulky headphones blaring rock music. Not to mention her face, which was still slightly swollen and bruised from her "graduation".
Adjusting the electric guitar slung over her shoulder, she paused and got a better grip on the amp she was carrying.
Continuing on her journey - if you could call it that - to find the campus of St. Spica, Misa kept her head held high. Yeah, her grandmother owed her one. Especially since the uniform was white, a color she mostly despised. But at least she wasn't stuck with Lulim's girly pink attire.
The green haired girl continued on her walk for about twenty minites, judging by the pain that wad starting to form in her arm. Looking around, Misa sighed, knowing she'd have to ask for directions.
so, I edited your sample post so that it was all in one post.