Post by Kara Sorynn on Jul 21, 2009 10:33:35 GMT -5
The Beautiful You.OOC
Name:
Brai
Age:
16
Canon/Original:
Canon
Experience:
3 years
Characters:
None
The Image: In Character
Scratch the Surface[/color]
Name:
Kara Sorynn
Age:
18
Profession{Category placement}:
Muse
Nicknames:
Kare Bear
Soryy
Superficial View
Celebrity:
Blake Lively
Physical Appearance:
Bodily Markings:
Click em...
Tattoo
Left Ear
right ear
Belly Button
A Layer Beneath
Personality:
Likes:
Boys
Money
Having Fun
Being Loud
Going Out
Getting "Dolled" Up
Being Pampered
Laid Back People
A Good Conversation
Dancing (to a point)
Being in the Rain
The Dark
Thunderstorms
Music
Sharpies
A Good Adrenaline Rush
Taking A Risk
The Bad Guys
Dislikes:
Snotty Girls
Being Alone
Boring Days
Staying Inside
Party Crashers
Bad Moods
Ignorance
Too Nice People
Fake People
Screamo Death Music
Strengths:
Fun
Laid-Back
Easy to get Along With
Weaknesses:
Stubborn
Loud
Indecisive
Quirks:
Twirls her hair when she's tired or bored
Sometimes can make a funny noise when she yawns
Will oddly become shy at random moments
History:
Password:
Admin Edit!!
RP Example
This is not with Kara, if you want one with Kara just say and I can make it happen.
White and black stripes. Bold, horizontal, taking up space. Bad for anybody of the larger sort but for a slim and slender Ryvre, she could get by. Dark brown leather moccasins were tied to her feet, clung to her pale legs. She wasn't ghostly white, and even if she admitted to it or somebody said something it wasn't like she would care. Bag was slung across her shoulder. Curls bounced around her face, her blue eyes searching for the one pathway. Dad had taken her here, right when they first moved to the city. It's our spot, where we can always be a family....even without your mother. The words vibrated through her head, drumming through her ears over and over again before she was finally tired of them. Where was her iPod when she needed it? Classes were done for the day. It was time to get away from all the terrible noise. Although it was the noise she had grown up around...
Sighing she smiled lightly as the pathway she had searched for appeared in her sight. It was her hide-away from the world. There wasn't a place she'd rather be. Besides, outdoors was better than in. Moving to the grass she took a blanket from her bag, spreading it lightly on the ground and seating herself on it. She pulled her leg close, tugging on a thin leather tie to release her feet from the shoes she wore. Right foot free she let it into the grass, toes snuggling up with the emerald blades. It wasn't long before her left foot accompanied it. Shafts of sunlight filtered through leafy branches of growing trees. A bird sang every now and then while a light breeze tousled her hair. It couldn't get much better.
Pulling the drawing tablet she'd saved for trips to the park Ryvre set it on her lap. Her hands dove into the bag once more, rummaging for the pencil that was always somewhere, but never where she last remembered placing it. "Ah gotcha." She laughed lightly with her words as she pulled the pencil out. Graphite to the surface of the paper she let the slender figure of the roses come to life.
How did you find us??
--Off of Sunset: Road to Nowhere
sunsetroadtonowhere.proboards.com/index.cgi
Name:
Brai
Age:
16
Canon/Original:
Canon
Experience:
3 years
Characters:
None
The Image: In Character
Scratch the Surface[/color]
Name:
Kara Sorynn
Age:
18
Profession{Category placement}:
Muse
Nicknames:
Kare Bear
Soryy
Superficial View
Celebrity:
Blake Lively
Physical Appearance:
Kara is athletic. There's a no brainer there. Of course she is seeing how she has the body of a dancer. One of ballet and one of a stripper. Combined they seemed to tone her body to how she likes it. She'll flaunt it how she wants and often times does this with the tight clothes she wears. Her slim figure often times can seem unhealthy but she's not anywhere near that. She eats, and often times eats a lot. Dang people and their fast metabolisms.
But enough about the body her features are expressed on. Let's get into details.Her skin is fair, no blemishes, or rarely ever. They do happen you know. Her eyes are of a blue color and constantly watching the guy pass by. Her hair is long, and offers many shades of blonde. Whether it's a platinum or dirty. It falls around her face normally in loose curls or waves though she'll do with it as she pleases. She has a small dull colored mole beside her nose on her right cheek.
Bodily Markings:
Click em...
Tattoo
Left Ear
right ear
Belly Button
A Layer Beneath
Personality:
While her body may not be terribly flawed her personality is full of them. Sure Kara is a fun loving partier, but that doesn't mean that she always makes the right decisions. She parties hard and maybe sometimes it's just a little bit too much. But what is life without the fun yes? Perhaps on the fast track to becoming a great dancer she isn't too sure which one she enjoys more. The rigid and well formed night life is something she does rather enjoy, though dancing in the school has been something she's worked towards for years.
It's not always easy to get what you truly want and that might be a problem for Kara. Wanting what she needs is problem for she only needs what she wants. She's a rather complicated person hidden behind a fun, laid-back, go-getter. Deep inside she's confused, tempted by the daring wishes of dark desires and the dark, blocked path. But what isn't normal about that? Doesn't every girl at least want one bad boy in their life?
But how many get what they want? Stubborn and independent Kara puts herself out there often times pushing herself out on a limb to try and get close to something or more specifically someone. Perhaps she might seem naive to some but to others the risk she's taking is admirable. It takes guts to get to what she wants but her past has pushed her to become who she is today.
She's been pushed out in front of a truck a few times or so but she doesn't let herself fall. She'll push herself back up and rise to the challenge. It's partly because of the way she's been deemed "leader of the muses". She thinks of herself highly, and sometimes maybe expects too much from herself. Almost all others are disappointments to her and she surrounds herself with guys for that matter. However she shares an unbreakable bond with Nythe and trusts the girl like none other.
Kara may be a little "paranoid" when it comes to girls and them being friends but it's only because of some bad drama that went on in life. Girls are bitches and she knows it. She is one after all. She's not afraid to point out your flaws or call you out for that matter. While she may have some innocence still left in her, there's not much.
Likes:
Boys
Money
Having Fun
Being Loud
Going Out
Getting "Dolled" Up
Being Pampered
Laid Back People
A Good Conversation
Dancing (to a point)
Being in the Rain
The Dark
Thunderstorms
Music
Sharpies
A Good Adrenaline Rush
Taking A Risk
The Bad Guys
Dislikes:
Snotty Girls
Being Alone
Boring Days
Staying Inside
Party Crashers
Bad Moods
Ignorance
Too Nice People
Fake People
Screamo Death Music
Strengths:
Fun
Laid-Back
Easy to get Along With
Weaknesses:
Stubborn
Loud
Indecisive
Quirks:
Twirls her hair when she's tired or bored
Sometimes can make a funny noise when she yawns
Will oddly become shy at random moments
History:
Life wasn't the easiest, but nor wasn't hard. Her past isn't a tragic tale of woe or of fairytale happiness and even if it was she wouldn't admit to it. To Kara, her past is just memories that mean nothing. Her parents were idiots. Having Kara was a mistake, and they all knew it. Kara was close to her parents when she was younger. Till mom and dad divorced when she was 5, her younger brother just 4. Life moved on, and for awhile Kara found happiness living back and forth between mother and father.
Mom worked an hour away, her morning started off with her grandparents and brother. To school by grandpa, home by grandpa, see mom when she got off work, back to home. Every other weekend her father would pick her up from school, and if not that he'd pick her and her brother up later that day. She liked how life was. If mommy dear wouldn't get her something daddy dear would. Life passed as was, mom got new boyfriends, dad got new girlfriends and she was growing up.
It wasn't long before she hit age 10 and something drastic changed in her life. Mom wanted dad to sign off on her and her brother. Mom had a new fiance, a new partner. The wedding was to happen in a week. Nothing big, just enough for it to count. Dad signed off, Kara and her brother told to nod their head and agree and that everything would be fine. It happened. Her dad was no longer her dad, just another man walking along the street should she ever see him again.
The new man in her life was to be called dad. Adoption. It had happened. Life was split down the middle. The only thing she could now keep connected to her real father with was dance. He had started her when she was young, and she continued on it. Taking up her own job when she was 14 just to keep her classes going. Soon enough she moved away from her parents to a ballet school. She bought her own place and picked up what she could. Dancing through school she ended up finding something that was an adrenaline rush. Siren's Song.
Password:
Admin Edit!!
RP Example
This is not with Kara, if you want one with Kara just say and I can make it happen.
White and black stripes. Bold, horizontal, taking up space. Bad for anybody of the larger sort but for a slim and slender Ryvre, she could get by. Dark brown leather moccasins were tied to her feet, clung to her pale legs. She wasn't ghostly white, and even if she admitted to it or somebody said something it wasn't like she would care. Bag was slung across her shoulder. Curls bounced around her face, her blue eyes searching for the one pathway. Dad had taken her here, right when they first moved to the city. It's our spot, where we can always be a family....even without your mother. The words vibrated through her head, drumming through her ears over and over again before she was finally tired of them. Where was her iPod when she needed it? Classes were done for the day. It was time to get away from all the terrible noise. Although it was the noise she had grown up around...
Sighing she smiled lightly as the pathway she had searched for appeared in her sight. It was her hide-away from the world. There wasn't a place she'd rather be. Besides, outdoors was better than in. Moving to the grass she took a blanket from her bag, spreading it lightly on the ground and seating herself on it. She pulled her leg close, tugging on a thin leather tie to release her feet from the shoes she wore. Right foot free she let it into the grass, toes snuggling up with the emerald blades. It wasn't long before her left foot accompanied it. Shafts of sunlight filtered through leafy branches of growing trees. A bird sang every now and then while a light breeze tousled her hair. It couldn't get much better.
Pulling the drawing tablet she'd saved for trips to the park Ryvre set it on her lap. Her hands dove into the bag once more, rummaging for the pencil that was always somewhere, but never where she last remembered placing it. "Ah gotcha." She laughed lightly with her words as she pulled the pencil out. Graphite to the surface of the paper she let the slender figure of the roses come to life.
How did you find us??
--Off of Sunset: Road to Nowhere
sunsetroadtonowhere.proboards.com/index.cgi
