Post by Madelyn Klein on Sept 9, 2011 20:29:22 GMT -5
Basics:
Name: Madilyn Klein
Age: 21
Picture:
Build(slim, muscular, heavy set, etc…): Very petite, standing about 5 ft and 2 inches
Hair: Dirty blonde and often hangs in loose curls around her face. She does not like to wear it back unless she has to.
Eye color: They are a grey color but often have blue tints when she wears the right colors
Height:5 ft 2 in
Skin Tone: Very pale
Personal:
Personality (a paragraph at least): Madilyn is on the shorter side, standing at about 5 foot and 3 inches. But she likes to be shorter since it keeps her options open for dating and wearing heels. Now for everyday she does wear make up, but just a little bit of eyeliner, mascara, and maybe eye shadow if she is feeling it that day. But it is hard to be unique when you must be in unifrom all day with everyone else. Of course she tried to stand out amoungst her peers, but that does not always happen. However the curly blonde hair does help since she always leaves it down and plays with it during class. Once in a great while she will wear it in a ponytail for class.
HAIR: Big, blonde, and sexy are words she uses to describe her hair. Of course all brunettes wish they were blonde and Madilynis one of those. But she believes the blondes do have more fun.
EYES: Madilyn's eyes are nothing exciting. They are a special shade of grey most of the time, but can become a light blue in the right light and with the right outfit. Her eyes are generally very focused on something and she rarely looks as if she is spacing out. Now she had no problem making eye contact, it was something her father demanded of her. So she will look directly at you and never let her gaze drift off. Now if the person is looking directly back at her they will see a sort of pain that she hides from her face. The eyes are the gateway to the soul and Madilyn's soul is deeply hurt.
Background (a paragraph at least): Madilyn’s mother was a women training to be a companion but ended up deviating from the proper path. In other words she became a whore just looking for the money and was not registered with the guild. Her father was a mercenary working on keeping order in one of the major cities. They met at a bar and were upstairs in the cheap hotel. There were a few more nights together before he was shipped off somewhere else. Nine months later Madilyn was born and her father never knew, at least for a few years.
Madilyn’s mother fell into a bad life situation and when Madilyn was two years old she was killed by one of her customers. After being placed in an orphanage someone was able to locate her father and she moved in with him. He was still working as a mercenary but they managed to get by and have a semi decent life. When she turned 18 her and her father began to travel around. For some reason he thought that he could teach Madilyn how to be a mercenary and follow in his footsteps. So she can shoot a gun and do it quite accurately. Then her father was killed by an old enemy and Madilyn ran off. To this date she has not lived anywhere for longer than a month. Its just important to travel and find herself a home and life direction.
Career/Occupation: Traveler and looking for a life direction
Alliance or Browncoat or Niether: Neutral
Talents/Special Abilities: None
Likes: A warm cup of coffee, the quiet of the evenings, a gun that her father passed onto her when he died, and traveling/seeing the universe
Dislikes: Being parentless, killing people, stuck in a small village with nothing to do on a border planet, and people trying to get into her business
Other(normal clothes, weapons, etc…) always caries a gun on her in case she needs to protect herself, a habit her father instilled in her.
Code:
RP Sample:
(From a Harry Potter RP site)
Summer vacation was slowly coming to a close. It was almost time to begin getting school supplies and getting on the Hogwarts Express for her sixth year at Hogwarts. Luckily she still had a few weeks to prepare, mentally and supplies wise. First part was mentally prepareing herself for the sleepless nights and the amounts of work that she would be doing for each of her classes. Also since she was in her sixth year of school it ment that she was preparing to take her NEWTS classes to one day have a job. Unlike her mother she had plans to work, at leat to have something to do. Her sixth year also ment that she was ready to rule the school as a Slytherin women. It was after all her "duty" to keep the younger Slytherins in line and prepare them to keep the good name of the house.
Secretly she was very excited about that. It ment that she was getting higher in the world of Hogwarts and more and more people where looking up to her. Or looking at her as she walked down the hallways with her skirt a bit too short but just long enough to pass dress code. But right now she could wear what she wanted and not worry about dress code, which ment a pretty little black dress that came down her the middle of her thighs and showed off up top a bit. Nothing too over the top but some people where definatley looking when this girl walked right into the only coffee shop in Diagon Alley. Her grandmother had once again been busy for the afternoon so Saffron was on her own.
She ordered herself a nice hot cup of coffee and sat down at one of the available tables that was close to the window. It was a lovely afternoon so why not sit close to the windows and admire the bright blue sky. She took a sip of the coffee and took a glance around the coffee shop. It saddened her that no one appraoched her to talk to her since she was bored. Her grandmother was only so entertaining while they had lunch this afternoon. She sighed and then ran her fingers through her hair and tossed it back over her shoulders.
Being alone sucked and it seemed like all of her friends from Hogwarts where just off on some nice vacation to some exotic place. Her exotic place was London... pretty sad but it was where her grandmother took her. At least it was better than being trapped in her parents mansion all day even if she did have a painting to finish but it was just a painting of some flowers and most of it was completed except for some shading. However she could take care of it whens he got back home in a few days to pack her things for Hogwarts. She sighed and looked down at the coffee she got.
Name: Madilyn Klein
Age: 21
Picture:
Build(slim, muscular, heavy set, etc…): Very petite, standing about 5 ft and 2 inches
Hair: Dirty blonde and often hangs in loose curls around her face. She does not like to wear it back unless she has to.
Eye color: They are a grey color but often have blue tints when she wears the right colors
Height:5 ft 2 in
Skin Tone: Very pale
Personal:
Personality (a paragraph at least): Madilyn is on the shorter side, standing at about 5 foot and 3 inches. But she likes to be shorter since it keeps her options open for dating and wearing heels. Now for everyday she does wear make up, but just a little bit of eyeliner, mascara, and maybe eye shadow if she is feeling it that day. But it is hard to be unique when you must be in unifrom all day with everyone else. Of course she tried to stand out amoungst her peers, but that does not always happen. However the curly blonde hair does help since she always leaves it down and plays with it during class. Once in a great while she will wear it in a ponytail for class.
HAIR: Big, blonde, and sexy are words she uses to describe her hair. Of course all brunettes wish they were blonde and Madilynis one of those. But she believes the blondes do have more fun.
EYES: Madilyn's eyes are nothing exciting. They are a special shade of grey most of the time, but can become a light blue in the right light and with the right outfit. Her eyes are generally very focused on something and she rarely looks as if she is spacing out. Now she had no problem making eye contact, it was something her father demanded of her. So she will look directly at you and never let her gaze drift off. Now if the person is looking directly back at her they will see a sort of pain that she hides from her face. The eyes are the gateway to the soul and Madilyn's soul is deeply hurt.
Background (a paragraph at least): Madilyn’s mother was a women training to be a companion but ended up deviating from the proper path. In other words she became a whore just looking for the money and was not registered with the guild. Her father was a mercenary working on keeping order in one of the major cities. They met at a bar and were upstairs in the cheap hotel. There were a few more nights together before he was shipped off somewhere else. Nine months later Madilyn was born and her father never knew, at least for a few years.
Madilyn’s mother fell into a bad life situation and when Madilyn was two years old she was killed by one of her customers. After being placed in an orphanage someone was able to locate her father and she moved in with him. He was still working as a mercenary but they managed to get by and have a semi decent life. When she turned 18 her and her father began to travel around. For some reason he thought that he could teach Madilyn how to be a mercenary and follow in his footsteps. So she can shoot a gun and do it quite accurately. Then her father was killed by an old enemy and Madilyn ran off. To this date she has not lived anywhere for longer than a month. Its just important to travel and find herself a home and life direction.
Career/Occupation: Traveler and looking for a life direction
Alliance or Browncoat or Niether: Neutral
Talents/Special Abilities: None
Likes: A warm cup of coffee, the quiet of the evenings, a gun that her father passed onto her when he died, and traveling/seeing the universe
Dislikes: Being parentless, killing people, stuck in a small village with nothing to do on a border planet, and people trying to get into her business
Other(normal clothes, weapons, etc…) always caries a gun on her in case she needs to protect herself, a habit her father instilled in her.
Code:
RP Sample:
(From a Harry Potter RP site)
Summer vacation was slowly coming to a close. It was almost time to begin getting school supplies and getting on the Hogwarts Express for her sixth year at Hogwarts. Luckily she still had a few weeks to prepare, mentally and supplies wise. First part was mentally prepareing herself for the sleepless nights and the amounts of work that she would be doing for each of her classes. Also since she was in her sixth year of school it ment that she was preparing to take her NEWTS classes to one day have a job. Unlike her mother she had plans to work, at leat to have something to do. Her sixth year also ment that she was ready to rule the school as a Slytherin women. It was after all her "duty" to keep the younger Slytherins in line and prepare them to keep the good name of the house.
Secretly she was very excited about that. It ment that she was getting higher in the world of Hogwarts and more and more people where looking up to her. Or looking at her as she walked down the hallways with her skirt a bit too short but just long enough to pass dress code. But right now she could wear what she wanted and not worry about dress code, which ment a pretty little black dress that came down her the middle of her thighs and showed off up top a bit. Nothing too over the top but some people where definatley looking when this girl walked right into the only coffee shop in Diagon Alley. Her grandmother had once again been busy for the afternoon so Saffron was on her own.
She ordered herself a nice hot cup of coffee and sat down at one of the available tables that was close to the window. It was a lovely afternoon so why not sit close to the windows and admire the bright blue sky. She took a sip of the coffee and took a glance around the coffee shop. It saddened her that no one appraoched her to talk to her since she was bored. Her grandmother was only so entertaining while they had lunch this afternoon. She sighed and then ran her fingers through her hair and tossed it back over her shoulders.
Being alone sucked and it seemed like all of her friends from Hogwarts where just off on some nice vacation to some exotic place. Her exotic place was London... pretty sad but it was where her grandmother took her. At least it was better than being trapped in her parents mansion all day even if she did have a painting to finish but it was just a painting of some flowers and most of it was completed except for some shading. However she could take care of it whens he got back home in a few days to pack her things for Hogwarts. She sighed and looked down at the coffee she got.
