Post by Carhilwen on Oct 11, 2008 20:07:38 GMT -6
Name; Rebe Etoile (Reb-A / A-toi-lay)
Nicknames; Rebs
Age; About 18 or 19
Gender; Female
Race; Unknown, but assumed to be some type of demon/chimera.
Personality; Rebe is a bit meek around people older then herself, and she treats them with unquestioned respect even if they act younger then her. Around her own peers or friends, she's still quiet, but considerably more playful and smiles a lot, even if they're only shy half ones. Rebe doesn't particularly care what others think of her, unless she holds them in high esteem, but she does get embarrassed easily. Many call her "confident", but she's more or less relaxed, but she does get anxious around large crowds. She tends to get oddly attached to those who are nice to her, and to quote Ritsuka, roughly, "Why is it I fall a little bit in love with everyone I meet?"
Appearance; (I will upload a picture soon~) Rebe is an awkward height of 5' 10", and has a shapely figure, a bit pear-ish with a set of wide hips. She has pale skin with the odd scar, and she has freckles along her shoulders, back, and hips. Rebe is Irish, so she has bright aqua/green eyes, with flecks of red in them. Her hair is short and spiked in the back, choppy bangs along her eyes and forehead, and with long bits hanging past her chin, which hang just along her soft jawline, and Her hair is an orange/ginger color, with random strands of a pale pink/blonde color, and is often messy and bed head-esque. On either side of her head sit a set of furry caramel brown wolf/fox ears. The tips are a dark mocha/black, and the insides are soft and white. She has two industrial piercings in either ear, with black bars and bells. Her tail is MASSIVE and matches her ears, but with a white underside and white tip. Three mocha colored V-shaped markings decorate the base of her tail and go along until about half way down.
She has a slightly more animalistic form, where her feet become like that her complete animal form. (Basically a furry wolf, which I'll post a picture of later~)
History; Rebe grew up without a parents' guidance, which can explain her respect for those older then her, because she was taken in by a complete stranger to her without question. She left the person's home when she was 10, feeling as if she were taking advantage of the people who had taken her in. Since then, she's been on her own, hoping to find that someone special. Nothing else particularly memorable has happened since, except her moving into a small, modern-esque flat.
Likes; Snow, rain, windy days, umbrellas, biking, those silly photo booth you can decorate with stickers, her tail, the odd drink.
Dislikes; Being hurt (Bodily and emotionally), being alone in the dark, heights, smoking, cooking.
Roleplay Sample; With a thin, unsure smile, Rebe took the plastic bag containing her few groceries along with the slip of a receipt. Her ears were limp, the long barbelles that pierced them glinted in the cheap florescent light of the small corner store. While she rather go to the bigger shopping center, not only because it was cheaper but she seemed to be able to avoid the cashiers and workers hopeful stares among the tall aisles. Here, in this store that had only 3 neck-level aisles, the man's stare from behind the counter bore into her head as she looked over her few choices of sodas and tomato sauce.
Rebe couldn't help but smile with relief as she stepped back out into the street, her shoes crunching the frost that glittered sharply on the ground. The stifling dry heat of the convenient store made her throat sticky, but the cold, crisp wind, helped her cool down. She tugged the thin wool scarf around her neck a couple inches tighter, then slipped her hands back into her coats' pockets. 'I really need some gloves...' Rebe sighed, flattening her ears against her pale hair as another gust of sharp wind blew around the corner of her building.
As she tugged open the heavy front door, she shivered at the cold contact of her bare hand and the thick metal handle. "I REALLY need some gloves..."
Nicknames; Rebs
Age; About 18 or 19
Gender; Female
Race; Unknown, but assumed to be some type of demon/chimera.
Personality; Rebe is a bit meek around people older then herself, and she treats them with unquestioned respect even if they act younger then her. Around her own peers or friends, she's still quiet, but considerably more playful and smiles a lot, even if they're only shy half ones. Rebe doesn't particularly care what others think of her, unless she holds them in high esteem, but she does get embarrassed easily. Many call her "confident", but she's more or less relaxed, but she does get anxious around large crowds. She tends to get oddly attached to those who are nice to her, and to quote Ritsuka, roughly, "Why is it I fall a little bit in love with everyone I meet?"
Appearance; (I will upload a picture soon~) Rebe is an awkward height of 5' 10", and has a shapely figure, a bit pear-ish with a set of wide hips. She has pale skin with the odd scar, and she has freckles along her shoulders, back, and hips. Rebe is Irish, so she has bright aqua/green eyes, with flecks of red in them. Her hair is short and spiked in the back, choppy bangs along her eyes and forehead, and with long bits hanging past her chin, which hang just along her soft jawline, and Her hair is an orange/ginger color, with random strands of a pale pink/blonde color, and is often messy and bed head-esque. On either side of her head sit a set of furry caramel brown wolf/fox ears. The tips are a dark mocha/black, and the insides are soft and white. She has two industrial piercings in either ear, with black bars and bells. Her tail is MASSIVE and matches her ears, but with a white underside and white tip. Three mocha colored V-shaped markings decorate the base of her tail and go along until about half way down.
She has a slightly more animalistic form, where her feet become like that her complete animal form. (Basically a furry wolf, which I'll post a picture of later~)
History; Rebe grew up without a parents' guidance, which can explain her respect for those older then her, because she was taken in by a complete stranger to her without question. She left the person's home when she was 10, feeling as if she were taking advantage of the people who had taken her in. Since then, she's been on her own, hoping to find that someone special. Nothing else particularly memorable has happened since, except her moving into a small, modern-esque flat.
Likes; Snow, rain, windy days, umbrellas, biking, those silly photo booth you can decorate with stickers, her tail, the odd drink.
Dislikes; Being hurt (Bodily and emotionally), being alone in the dark, heights, smoking, cooking.
Roleplay Sample; With a thin, unsure smile, Rebe took the plastic bag containing her few groceries along with the slip of a receipt. Her ears were limp, the long barbelles that pierced them glinted in the cheap florescent light of the small corner store. While she rather go to the bigger shopping center, not only because it was cheaper but she seemed to be able to avoid the cashiers and workers hopeful stares among the tall aisles. Here, in this store that had only 3 neck-level aisles, the man's stare from behind the counter bore into her head as she looked over her few choices of sodas and tomato sauce.
Rebe couldn't help but smile with relief as she stepped back out into the street, her shoes crunching the frost that glittered sharply on the ground. The stifling dry heat of the convenient store made her throat sticky, but the cold, crisp wind, helped her cool down. She tugged the thin wool scarf around her neck a couple inches tighter, then slipped her hands back into her coats' pockets. 'I really need some gloves...' Rebe sighed, flattening her ears against her pale hair as another gust of sharp wind blew around the corner of her building.
As she tugged open the heavy front door, she shivered at the cold contact of her bare hand and the thick metal handle. "I REALLY need some gloves..."