Post by veronical on Aug 23, 2012 0:07:11 GMT
Veronica Anne Leitner !?
'the saint'
'the saint'
Veronics Anne Leitner
Vee (by close friends and family)
AGE LOOKS 26/140
GENDER female
BIRTHDAY December 1st
SPECIES Guardian Angel
ALLIANCE Only one for the angels right? xDD Light
SEXUALITY Hetero.
PLAY-BY Yvonne Strahovski
EYES Dark pale blue, small.
HAIR Sun colored blonde, very long.
BODY TYPE Slim but not overly.
HEIGHT 5'3
WEIGHT (not sure if angels weight anything but human she was 143
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES A faint mark of a scar on her thigh.
STYLE Human alike she wore slip on shoes and casual comfortable clothes. Light make up.
LIKES At least 10.
- Helping others
- Her powers
- Men
- Family
- Friends
- Chocolates
- Heaven
- Others like her
- The Ocean
- Thunderstorms
DISLIKES At least 10.
- violence
- how she died
- abuse
- bugs and things that crawl.
- alcohol
- not being able to have the sense of touch
- Losing loved ones
- Liars
- Disrepectful people
- Haters
STRENGTHS At least 4.
- quick learner
- Her saint like to push on.
- Her good nature.
- How she gets along with others (family and people that she choices to see her)
WEAKNESSES At least 4.
- Lost sense of touch
- demanding
- at times forgetful
- not a multi-tasker
HABITS At least 3.
- Playing with her hair
- Chewing her cheek when nervous
- stares off when bored.
FEARS At least 3.
- Losing her wings
- Hell
- Small spaces
DESIRES At least 1.
- To live forever
SECRETS At least 1.
- Has been depressed.
OVERALL
Veronica is an earthly saint in heaven and on earth itself. No wonder she died but became a perfect angel where others might think less. If there was a saint Veronica or is there, she doesn't know then she would definitely be the replacement wiithout a doubt. Well, your conscience she is the holy angel. While every person mortal or immortal for that matter seems perfect to themselves and close others Veronica has her flaws herself.
Just to name a few things different about her is that she cannot under any circumstances be in closed or small spaces where she can not easily get in and out of. some say claustrophobia others say different. One of the other few things that she will mention is that she is very much a hopeless romantic; even that is an understatement!
Besides that on good days you will see her bubbly personality shine through the day.
MOTHER Sybil Leitner deceased
FATHER Harold Leitner deceased
SIBLINGS Frederick,Oliver,Hannah,Francis, Teresa and Charlotte.
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE Brojan ( then fiancee)
ETHNICITY American
WEALTH STATUS Middle
OVERALL
Born one hundred and fourty years ago on the very first night of December Veronica Anne had been raised by her then poor family Sybil and Harold Leitner whom she had adorned and of course her six other siblings she had met coming into this world. Being the second youngest made her family love her each and every day and possibly more as well. However it wasn't so dazzling as she remembered when she was alive; they were peasants dirt poor peasants at that.
Young Vee had not been a downer about their wealth however, as long as they were well and happy thats all that mattered to her. By the time she caught to her early, early twenties one more girl was born by the name of Charolette; She loved that girl to death and cherished her the most along with her other siblings along with Teresa whom she had felt content with. Grief stricken as first her parents had fallen ill to their death she soon watched with great pain as one by one her dear siblings fell as well; for poor Vee to watch in dismay and sorrow.
Being the only Leitner family member alive to her knowledge she fell into a deep depression out on her last nerve not to kill herself by plunging into the ice thicken waters below. One step and she would be dead as dead. If it had not been for a rought hand sliding between her hip she would be gone. Dark pale eyes came into Brojan's as he was her savior, she knew that herself was head over heels for him but she didn't quiet know if it was love just yet.
A week before their wedding ceremony things were already rough and they both knew this was definitely not love. Back at the ocean's cliff where they had met 6 years ago still before the wedding Veronica flipped the diamond ring into the sea and wished she would never see the ring or his pretty face again. She was running from her fear and her torned love. Sitting at the very edge just like before she shook with pain and waited too see how long the jump would be.
Getting up she knew that her and Brojan had to speak enough with the bickering as well. Turning she saw him blood shot red eyes and a dagger into his hand plunging into her left thigh. Before kicking her into the dirt he flung the ring at her as well and let her bleed out and die.
In the heavens she had met her destiny, the angels in heaven up above who had given her one last chance; to find a charger and be happy protecting them. Accepting this she was on her way back to earth to find that lost human soul to nurture and take care of.
From a prev site<3
NAME/ALIAS Tyler/Ty Ty
AGE optional
TIME ZONE UTC
HOW YOU FOUND US from another site<3
OTHER CHARACTERS None
RP SAMPLEThe weather had been on her good side as the young wolf shifter started her morning job as always. Hoodie pulled over her hair she wore her hair loose back tied in a small bun. Noticing some humans on the other side of the street wave a friendly hello she nodded slightly and slowed down her pace. It would grab their attention sooner or later as to her inhuman speed was clearly much faster and agile than any regular human's could ever match.
Rounding the desolate corner Sydney had reached her destination; The familiar scenery of the well known reservation known to wolf shifters and shifters alike. Letting her gray hoodie fall to her shoulders she shook her long dark chocolate hair and wrapped her tie around her wrist. Feeling the need as well the urge to shift into her beautiful wolf form took over and she closed her eyes thinking of just the wolf inside her. Two seconds after her clothes were scattered around the forest's floor as well as her sneakers torn in two.
Shaking her now fluffy dark chocolate fur she opened her jaws to let out a soft yawn, all that running tired her out some. Black dark ears twitched as she sensed that not only she was there at the river. A low warning snarl filled the air as she took in the surroundings around her. Finally she spotted him: A tall man wading in the river quiet relaxed; Shifter of course no doubt but definitely not wolf thats for sure. Peering around a bush to grab a closer look her right front paw dropped down onto a pile of sticks which made a rucus throughout the forest.
Bitting down on her tongue the medium sized wolf cautiously stepped closer until she was fully in the forest. Noticing that the man had been without clothes she shook her large head and closed her eyes turning her head a bit. Not wanting to look any more she plopped down onto a soft patch of grassy moss and rested her head on her paws feeling the wetness from her black nose on her paws.