Post by abunaibijin on Oct 24, 2006 15:36:15 GMT -5
OOC Information (Fill in as you wish)
Name: Abunai Bijin
Age: 19
Contact:
www.gaiaonline.com/profile/privmsg.php?mode=post&u=50680 (Gaia Online)
beach__babe2001@hotmail.com (MSN)
iswerveforcats@yahoo.com (yahoo)
Role Playing Experience: I've been role playing for several years, I also write (not published though) and draw my characters a lot. I haunt Gaia Online in search of role players who are any good at all, but sadly, those are few an afar between; and if I ever do join a good, literate role play, the players are usually already too wrapped up in their own personal little dramas to include new comers. So. Hopefully it will be different here.
IC Information
Role Play Sample:
The room was dingy, smoky, full of bodies of all species; drinking, laughing, gambling, dancing- it was the perfect setting for her job, in her opinion. The band played some oddly familiar jazz tune, and the mood was light, but Malchus was focused, and nothing could break the concentration she had trained for years to make unbreakable.
Long dark bangs swept into her gray and green eyes, and Malchus Lanely brushed them back with a shake of her head, the twin black buns of wrapped hair that hung on either side of her head bobbing as she did so.
Her paper white lips turned down into a scowl, the red scar that broke her lips and marred her skin from throat to cheek looking angry and irritated as she lifted her hand slightly from the counter top it rested on, her tone seething with anger.
"That's not good enough, I need to find him -now-, before-"
She halted as a presence descended on the room and she turned slightly, watching from the corner of her green eye the entrance of the very man she was looking for. She turned back to the bartender with a sneer and tossed some coins onto the bar before turning away from him and surveying the scene, muttering under her breath:
"Thanks for nothing."
She watched her target settle himself into the atmosphere, an easy grin on his handsome face; he was tallish, a little older than Malchus, his thick brown hair falling rakishly across his forehead, and easy-going slouch belied by the hand that rested lightly on the hilt of a blaster. He had a companion with him, a great hairy beast, much to Malchus' distaste. She hated Wookies.
The Genres: Any/All
Name: Abunai Bijin
Age: 19
Contact:
www.gaiaonline.com/profile/privmsg.php?mode=post&u=50680 (Gaia Online)
beach__babe2001@hotmail.com (MSN)
iswerveforcats@yahoo.com (yahoo)
Role Playing Experience: I've been role playing for several years, I also write (not published though) and draw my characters a lot. I haunt Gaia Online in search of role players who are any good at all, but sadly, those are few an afar between; and if I ever do join a good, literate role play, the players are usually already too wrapped up in their own personal little dramas to include new comers. So. Hopefully it will be different here.
IC Information
Role Play Sample:
The room was dingy, smoky, full of bodies of all species; drinking, laughing, gambling, dancing- it was the perfect setting for her job, in her opinion. The band played some oddly familiar jazz tune, and the mood was light, but Malchus was focused, and nothing could break the concentration she had trained for years to make unbreakable.
Long dark bangs swept into her gray and green eyes, and Malchus Lanely brushed them back with a shake of her head, the twin black buns of wrapped hair that hung on either side of her head bobbing as she did so.
Her paper white lips turned down into a scowl, the red scar that broke her lips and marred her skin from throat to cheek looking angry and irritated as she lifted her hand slightly from the counter top it rested on, her tone seething with anger.
"That's not good enough, I need to find him -now-, before-"
She halted as a presence descended on the room and she turned slightly, watching from the corner of her green eye the entrance of the very man she was looking for. She turned back to the bartender with a sneer and tossed some coins onto the bar before turning away from him and surveying the scene, muttering under her breath:
"Thanks for nothing."
She watched her target settle himself into the atmosphere, an easy grin on his handsome face; he was tallish, a little older than Malchus, his thick brown hair falling rakishly across his forehead, and easy-going slouch belied by the hand that rested lightly on the hilt of a blaster. He had a companion with him, a great hairy beast, much to Malchus' distaste. She hated Wookies.
The Genres: Any/All