Post by 8257 on Aug 13, 2009 19:36:06 GMT -5
001. NAME• Shanoa Rashel Jordan.
002. NICKNAME• Shan, Rash, Jord.
003. REAL AGE• 18.
004. HOW OLD YOU LOOK?• 18.
005. BIRTHDATE• December 4, 1990.
006. WHERE YOU LIVE?• London, England.
007. AND YOU FEAST ON?• Animals.
001. YOUR FACE• Shanoa, From CastleVania. She's not really a PB.
002. HAIR• Long, Dark, It looks Black, But maybe it's a very DARK Brown. Straight, Some would say her hair is as dark as a crow.
003. EYES• A light Periwinkle color.
004. HEIGHT• 5'1."
005. WEIGHT• 110.
006. BODY MODS• No piercings.
But the designs on her body, Are tattoos.
No pictures are available.
007. FASHION/STYLE• Dark, Dresses most, And clothes that reveal her tattoos.
That are mostly symbols.
001. LIKES•
- The Moonlight.
- Drinking Blood.
- Men.
- Lakes.
- Music, As well as playing it.
- Old fashioned things.
- Being in control, Not of all things.
- Being in the Dark.
002. DISLIKES•
; Vampires. But there's a reason for that... It'll be in her History.
; Werewolves, Not all, Just ones that get in her way.
; The Light.
; Fire.
; Snobs, Preps, All in between. Of those two.
; Seeing Friends get hurt.
; Not being able to make up her mind.
003. FEARS•
- Being Alone.
- Not surviving.
- The World Outside.
- Enemies.
- Being Burned alive.
004. STRENGTHS•
; Speed.
; Movement.
; Dodging.
; Catching.
; Jumping to far places.
005. WEAKNESSES•
- Fire.
- The Sun.
- Falling for someone, Of the other kind...
- Balance, She has it, But then at times, She loses it.
- Being Crushed.
006. ODDITIES•
; Snakes.
: Heights.
; Flying.
: Writing Poetry.
007. ORIENTATION• Straight.
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• None.
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW•
Shanoa is a quiet one, One to not really talk.
She doesn't really speak her mind, Unless she has to.
She isn't one to be taken serious all the time, But to prove points she has to be serious...
She likes to keep her promises, But at times she has to break them, Not by force... But by choice.
She blushes somewhat to much, To show that she likes someone.
She takes things to certain heights... As in doing whatever it takes to get that thing.
At time she can be stubborn, But she isn't stubborn all the times.
She isn't a Glamour diva, A Prep, Popular, Or anything like that...
She is Shanoa, Shanoa Rashel, Jordan... A Vampire-Slayer.
Someone who despises her another species.
Not only that she hunts Werewolves, ... She does it for the sake of her friends, and her family.
It's not that she wants to do it.. They just shouldn't be around her city.
Making people disappear, Killing them... Sucking the blood out of them... (That is what I meant by her hating Vampires... But the rest is going to be in her History)
She doesn't hunt a lot, But to protect people. She will.
Shanoa is pretty daring, She does what she does for reasons.
Shanoa doesn't have any friends... She believes that she shouldn't have any.
She'd be better off without them.
But she is always told that she always have friends...
001. PARENT ONE• Alanna Faye Jordan./Part-time working./ Mother.
002. PARENT TWO• Unknown. Shanoa was told she didn't have a Father.
But she knew that wasn't true.
003. SIBLINGS•
004. PETS•
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•
Past;
At the age of 4, It was Shanoa's birthday. Climbing through the tubes, of her jungle set. She was with her friend Johnny.
While Shanoa's mother was in one of the tents. Shanoa and Johnny climbing more throught the tubes, and found their way out.
Shanoa had to use the bathroom, So Johnny was left by himself, Where he must of went off by himself because when Shanoa came back from washing her hands, And using the restroom, He was gone. Shanoa's searched through the tubes, Johnny wasn't there. But she heard a cry, and immediately came out from the tubes and went to one of the tents. To find Johnny in the corner of the tent, Screaming it alerted her mother who came immediately to the tent that Shanoa screamed from.
Something was standing near Johnny... It was big, Scary, Tall, Something hanging around near Johnny's neck... Now their was something on Johnny's shirt... It was red, A dark deep red. Almost maroon. Shanoa's eyes glared at the thing near Johnny. It looked up to see her, and her mother staring at him. Not going directly to Shanoa... It went to her mother, Who froze in shock. The thing was standing behind her, Shanoa just now realized that, that thing was a Vampire. Her mother was on the ground not moving... At all. The Vampire did something to her... Something Shanoa was too young to realize what had happened.
Backing up slowly, Shanoa couldn't do anything...
She ran, Ran out of the tent, Into the tubes of her jungle gym, and climbing to the top, All the way to the top... Away from that monster that killed her mother and her best friend. The Vampire was following her, She could hear him climbing through the tubes below her. Following her every more, and on the bottom on the tube, It had a window... Most of the tubes had them. It was the way that the tubes were made. Shanoa knew if she screamed it wouldn't do her any good. Everyone would think she is making something up, A lie, a straight big lie.
She felt the crawling of him getting closer... Her body was throbbing with pain, Her hands shaking, and her head was sweaty a bit... She was scared... Scared out of her mind. No one to help her, No one to keep her safe, No one to protect her... The only one she actually still had was her aunt. Trying to get out of the tubes quietly, She bumped her knee by accident. So now the Vampire was keeping up to her. He was whispering something to her... It sounded like "I'll see you again..." Climbing out quickly, She screamed and ran away from him.
Present;
Now Shanoa is leaving to live with her aunt. Who could and would take care of her, Until she was able to take care of herself...
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001. ANYTHING ELSE?• Nothing.
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•
It's Jillie-Bean again... -Implodes-