Post by Snow Tiger on Mar 22, 2006 12:23:47 GMT -5
OOC Information: I love writing as well as reading, but unfortunately I really do suck at spelling.... I use the Spell Check but every once in a while I might miss something, so sorry if I do.
Name: People call me SnowTiger, Snow, or ST. My real name is Kalyn though.
Age: 13
Contact: AIM: SnowTiger801 Email: Kalyn.Josephson@sbcglobal.net OR d.arkangel@yahoo.com
Role Playing Experience: Umm.... *Thinks.* 15 sites. And I've been rping for a year and writing for three years.
IC Information
Role Play Sample: With silver hair that went down to almost his shoulders and forest green eyes, a white loose tank top like shirt and baggy silver pants along with shoes the color of pure mined silver; A bandaged right arm and a scar across his right eye, ending with a black unbreakable collar around his neck, engraved with the markings that meant he was owned: The boy of 16 years old slipped down an ally way-- He was running away from his Master, had been for many years.
This boy's name was Tala, and he wasn't the nicest person you'll meet. Having stolen from the royal palace he was cast to prison and thrown forcibly into a cage, shipped off to the Vampire Slave Trade and sold as a slave to a cruel man who treated him no better then the Demons and Vampires had. And now he ran, wanting nothing more then to get away from that man, the man named Kratos. He hated this man more then he hated the average person. Having had no one to raise him from the age of four, Tala had grown bitter and cold, and learned to fend for himself.
Around his waste lie a black sash and stashed inside was not only his Master's most valuable possession, but double daggers and hidden beneath the tail, a jeweled sword taken from his Master's treasury. This boy may be a rebel, but with some pain and torture, he'll bend to your will. Many in the village know that his scar came from his Master, but none know why it was put there and how. No one but his Master have seen beneath the bandage on his right arm and he hoped no one else ever shall.
Tala turned down another alleyway, and burst out into the common street where merchants sold items and villagers shopped for their daily needs. Several of his Master's paid servants were out searching for him, so the boy had to be careful, and he was.
OR
A flash here, and flash there. Something was moving but it could not be seen. An outline of a person with something in their hands crouched down appeared on a roof top, but vanished before it could materialize any further. Across the street and over two roofs it appeared again, then again back across the street and up one roof. It appeared in mid-air and seemed to dive down at the ground, and was gone.
Kuni panted against the wall, a wild grin across his face and the fire of excitement flaring up in his crystal blue eyes. He laughed aloud and looked down at the bag of jewels he held in his left hand, and at the small dagger he held in his right. "That was absolutely too easy!" He cheered, forgetting the ten or so soldiers that were piling after him, and most likely listening to his voice as a tracker. He broke out into a fit of laughter as he tucked the dagger away in his sash, and tied a rope around the opening of the bag, swinging it over his shoulder, causing it to land with a quiet 'thud'.
With a grin across his face, he vanished and reappeared atop the roof top to the sound of, "There he is! Get him!" Kuni laughed again and turned, vanishing, and reappearing across the street and then disappearing and appearing father away, before he just started to run across the roof tops, and jumping from one to the other, a wild smile across his face
The Genres: Fantasy. Animal. Anime.
Name: People call me SnowTiger, Snow, or ST. My real name is Kalyn though.
Age: 13
Contact: AIM: SnowTiger801 Email: Kalyn.Josephson@sbcglobal.net OR d.arkangel@yahoo.com
Role Playing Experience: Umm.... *Thinks.* 15 sites. And I've been rping for a year and writing for three years.
IC Information
Role Play Sample: With silver hair that went down to almost his shoulders and forest green eyes, a white loose tank top like shirt and baggy silver pants along with shoes the color of pure mined silver; A bandaged right arm and a scar across his right eye, ending with a black unbreakable collar around his neck, engraved with the markings that meant he was owned: The boy of 16 years old slipped down an ally way-- He was running away from his Master, had been for many years.
This boy's name was Tala, and he wasn't the nicest person you'll meet. Having stolen from the royal palace he was cast to prison and thrown forcibly into a cage, shipped off to the Vampire Slave Trade and sold as a slave to a cruel man who treated him no better then the Demons and Vampires had. And now he ran, wanting nothing more then to get away from that man, the man named Kratos. He hated this man more then he hated the average person. Having had no one to raise him from the age of four, Tala had grown bitter and cold, and learned to fend for himself.
Around his waste lie a black sash and stashed inside was not only his Master's most valuable possession, but double daggers and hidden beneath the tail, a jeweled sword taken from his Master's treasury. This boy may be a rebel, but with some pain and torture, he'll bend to your will. Many in the village know that his scar came from his Master, but none know why it was put there and how. No one but his Master have seen beneath the bandage on his right arm and he hoped no one else ever shall.
Tala turned down another alleyway, and burst out into the common street where merchants sold items and villagers shopped for their daily needs. Several of his Master's paid servants were out searching for him, so the boy had to be careful, and he was.
OR
A flash here, and flash there. Something was moving but it could not be seen. An outline of a person with something in their hands crouched down appeared on a roof top, but vanished before it could materialize any further. Across the street and over two roofs it appeared again, then again back across the street and up one roof. It appeared in mid-air and seemed to dive down at the ground, and was gone.
Kuni panted against the wall, a wild grin across his face and the fire of excitement flaring up in his crystal blue eyes. He laughed aloud and looked down at the bag of jewels he held in his left hand, and at the small dagger he held in his right. "That was absolutely too easy!" He cheered, forgetting the ten or so soldiers that were piling after him, and most likely listening to his voice as a tracker. He broke out into a fit of laughter as he tucked the dagger away in his sash, and tied a rope around the opening of the bag, swinging it over his shoulder, causing it to land with a quiet 'thud'.
With a grin across his face, he vanished and reappeared atop the roof top to the sound of, "There he is! Get him!" Kuni laughed again and turned, vanishing, and reappearing across the street and then disappearing and appearing father away, before he just started to run across the roof tops, and jumping from one to the other, a wild smile across his face
The Genres: Fantasy. Animal. Anime.