Post by tashaeatsworld on Apr 2, 2013 18:46:22 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] EDISTH RYAN MCNABB ------------------------------------------------- FULL NAME-- Edisth Ryan McNabb NICKNAMES-- Ed, Edie AGE-- 19 GENDER-- Female BIRTHDAY-- January 9th SPECIES-- Shapeshifter ALLIANCE-- Light. SEXUALITY-- Heterosexual. ------------------------------------------------- PLAY-BY-- Cyntia Dicker EYES-- Bright green. Wide, large doe-ish eyes. HAIR-- Red, waist -length. Wavy and medium thickness. BODY TYPE-- Slim and willowy. Slight curves and long legs. HEIGHT-- 5 Foot, 7 inches. WEIGHT-- 135 pounds. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES-- She has multiple dashes in straight lines burned into the flesh of her left side, something she blames on a hunter who tortured her before she finally got away. This is not true, but people have to dig for the real reason. A long, white scar runs down her left thigh. It's thin, and is the result of a run-in with a particularly twisted hunter. Also, she has a tattoo of a phoenix spanning most of the skin of her back, much like this one: STYLE-- Style varies. Most often, she's a jeans-and-tee with Converse kind of girl, but sometimes she will wear completely girly clothing or even goth/scene-ish stuff. She always has a ring on her left ring finger, not because she's engaged or anything, but because it fits best there. The ring is a thin silver band with a small garnet set into it. She also wears a signet ring on her right middle finger. It is also silver with a garnet stone. She wears make-up, but in general it is a natural sort of make-up with bright lipstick. On occasion, if she is in the mood, she will also wear goth-style make-up. ------------------------------------------------- LIKES--
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OVERALL-- Edisth has a dark past, and has to struggle to trust people. She had an abusive father(alcoholic), and he used to push her into closets and lock her there for days before he'd remember she was there in the first place(her fear of enclosed spaces stems from this.) She has had many run-ins with hunters, a few being particularly twisted: These particular hunters tortured her for days before she found a way out of the situations. She has ended up killing every hunter she has run into, but hates the fact that she couldn't have escaped another way. Trust issues aside, when she does trust someone, she usually trusts them completely(to a fault). This has not led to problems for her yet, but it is an issue that could foreseeably have consequences. Edisth is a very kind person, but can become very hardened towards people if they threaten her family or herself. She has a sunny disposition, more likely to talk to someone than not. ------------------------------------------------- MOTHER-- Viola McNabb. Deceased. FATHER-- Aidan McNabb. Deceased. SIBLINGS-- Brother: Thomas Nathaniel McNabb. Whereabouts unknown. OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE-- Not applicable currently. ETHNICITY-- White: Irish, Scottish, and Welsh. WEALTH STATUS-- Fairly well off, but only because her brother apparently did not want his half of their inheritance. OVERALL-- Edisth has always been the youngest and most vulnerable of her family. She was targeted by her abusive father (Aidan), and this was ignored by both her brother (Thomas) and mother (Viola). She was often beaten or locked into closets for days on end with no food or water. Her father, upon remembering what he had done while drunk, would usually bring her out to get new clothing or treat her to a sundae because he felt terrible. But it happened again, every time he drank. Edisth and her brother had a good relationship. Thomas would usually be the person she turned to after an episode of drunkenness. He would take care of her, make sure she was patched up and not in pain. They got along well, and she was devastated when he disappeared from their home the night of the fire. Edisth's mother was a very cold person. She was addicted to pain medications, and was often not "all there", if she was even conscious. The fire: When Edisth was about fifteen, a giant fire ruined her house, taking her mother and father with it. Her brother disappeared as well, though his body was not found in the rubble. After the fire, Edisth was homeless for a short while before being taken in by two sisters, who took care of her needs(food, shelter, clothing), but were also detached and not all that caring. |
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NAME/ALIAS-- Natasha/Ivana(My middle name XD, I just like it more.) My nickname is usually just Tasha though.
AGE-- Sixteen.
TIME ZONE-- Pacific time--U.S. & Canada. From California.
HOW YOU FOUND US-- I'm friends with Jurate, and she told me about the site.
OTHER CHARACTERS-- None yet, but we'll see.
RP SAMPLE--
[/div]NAME/ALIAS-- Natasha/Ivana(My middle name XD, I just like it more.) My nickname is usually just Tasha though.
AGE-- Sixteen.
TIME ZONE-- Pacific time--U.S. & Canada. From California.
HOW YOU FOUND US-- I'm friends with Jurate, and she told me about the site.
OTHER CHARACTERS-- None yet, but we'll see.
RP SAMPLE--
Edisth rolled out of bed, her eyes blinking slowly to adjust to the bright light streaming in through her bedroom window. She smiles and stretches, her arms reaching for the ceiling. As the redhead moves out of her cream-coloured bedroom, she automatically hums quietly, a new tune popping into her head.
The girl shuffles into her small kitchen, rubbing a palm over her tired eyes. She rustles through the cabinet for her favorite tea, Irish Breakfast. She sets the kettle on, and moves back to her bedroom to change into a pair of teal skinny jeans and a grey and white striped crop top. The willowy girl considers briefly putting her long, wavy hair up, but shakes her head and opts to leave it down today.
As Edisth hears the kettle scream, she dashes out of her room to take it off the burner. She opens the top of her pale yellow tea pot, dropping four tea bags in and filling it to the brim to allow it to steep. The pale girl moves back into her bedroom and kneels down to reach for a pair of grey ballet flats, the ones with the silver studs on the heel and toe. She smiles as she slips them on, then walks to her mirror to quickly apply a swipe of dark mascara to her eyes and coral lipstick to her lips. “I suppose I’m in a bright mood today.” She mutters to herself, dabbing at her lower lip with a tissue before adding one more coat.
Edisth looks away from the mirror for a moment as she trails her fingers over the talisman that hangs beside it, a clear amber pendant with a single crack on the inside. She winces slightly, the cold glass a shock to her fingertips. “Brother.” She whispers quietly, before picking up the necklace and placing it over her head.
The girl shuffles into her small kitchen, rubbing a palm over her tired eyes. She rustles through the cabinet for her favorite tea, Irish Breakfast. She sets the kettle on, and moves back to her bedroom to change into a pair of teal skinny jeans and a grey and white striped crop top. The willowy girl considers briefly putting her long, wavy hair up, but shakes her head and opts to leave it down today.
As Edisth hears the kettle scream, she dashes out of her room to take it off the burner. She opens the top of her pale yellow tea pot, dropping four tea bags in and filling it to the brim to allow it to steep. The pale girl moves back into her bedroom and kneels down to reach for a pair of grey ballet flats, the ones with the silver studs on the heel and toe. She smiles as she slips them on, then walks to her mirror to quickly apply a swipe of dark mascara to her eyes and coral lipstick to her lips. “I suppose I’m in a bright mood today.” She mutters to herself, dabbing at her lower lip with a tissue before adding one more coat.
Edisth looks away from the mirror for a moment as she trails her fingers over the talisman that hangs beside it, a clear amber pendant with a single crack on the inside. She winces slightly, the cold glass a shock to her fingertips. “Brother.” She whispers quietly, before picking up the necklace and placing it over her head.
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