Post by Lizz McCartney on Jul 23, 2007 15:41:43 GMT -5
about you
name;;
tia
age;;
15
contact [pm is acceptable];;
email;;charlielostfate@yahoo.com
msn;;muzic2myerz@hotmail.com
aim;;muzic2myerz
the basics
full name;;
elizabeth ann mccartney
nickname(s);;
lizz
age;;
19
birthday;;
feb 29th,
gender;;
female
parents[alive or dead?];;
denise mccartney;;40
daniel mccartney;;47
siblings[alive or dead?];;
none
other relatives[alive or dead?];;
none that she knows of
race/origin;;
werewolf;;italian
appearance
height/weight;;
5'2;;120
appearance/picture;;
scars/distinguishing marks;;
none
tattoos/piercings;;
ears;;none
face claim;;
lizz mohin
under the skin
personality;;
lizz usually keeps to herself anf gives off a slight.. tough girl act. but once you get to know her, she becomes very protective over things she cares for. she has a fear of loosing all that she holds dear, and has felt so since the death of her mother.. one can only guess why. she also is usually very egotistical and very proud of herself. or, that's what she plays off to be. in reality, she's actually very nice and caring. she's not necessaraily an egomaniac, but she's comfortable with herself. she does tend to be a bit over confident at times and is known for loosing her cool when being questioned. she likes to feel like she runs the place... it maks her feel secure. when she pushes everyone away, she's actually trying to protect them from her. you see, around the time of the full moon, she becomes very dangerous. even within a week of the full moon, she become very angry and violent... she ends up snapping at anyone who crosses her path.
during the after math of her transformation, she finds it hard to function the day after. her body becomes so weak that she can barely move at all. she ends up staying in her bed all day with nausia, chills, and aches.
history;;
lizz grew up in italy for most of her life. it was only when she was eightteen, that she moved to england to go to collage. basically, she's been a werewolf ever since she can remember. she was bitten at the age of eight when exploring the woods with her mother. they stopped in the middle of the beaten down path when they heard a russling in the brush. frozen with fear, lizz refused to move as her mother begged. after a minute, a creature popped out from behind the brush... it was a werewolf. the frozen little girl couldn't move, all she could do was scream. her mother refused to leave without her, and thus ended up being killed. lizz was attacked as well, but instead of being killed, like her poor mother, she was turned. Since then, she has become very distant from everyone because she is afraid of hurting them... like the werewolf hurt her mother eleven years ago.
as for her father, when her mother died, he became very depressed and angry. he began to resent the world and everything in it. including his own daughter.
likes;;
the rain, the beach, the stars, gardens, books, and men.
dislikes;;
the heat, the full moon, her father, herself during her transformations, and the werewolf that killed her mother.
traits (good or bad);;
lizz has major bipolar, although it's alot worse during her transformations. she gets very tempermental. at one moment, she can be the sweetest, nicest woman... but in a split second, she can become very angry and defensive.
anything else;;
nope
rp example (2-3 paragraphs);;hms;;
The castle door creaked open as Blaize Cartel stepped out. Her eyes were slightly tired and her hair was a bit tussled, as if she had been tossing and turning in her bed... which in fact, that was what she had been doing. For some reason or another, she hadn't slept in the commonroom with Ramone that night and ended up in her own dorm, twisting in the sheets with another bad dream. It seemed that that bloody dorm room always caused her some nasty visions in her head. Tonight, in her dream, she had relived the night when her father attacked she and Frank. We all know how that ended up. The simple fact was, that if Blaize was alive... her father was dead.
As she crept through the courtyard and towards the lawns where she could apparate herself to where ever she desired, she kept getting flashes from that night. In the first flash, she saw Frank, sheilding her from the horrid man she had to call family. In the second flash, she saw herself being stabbed by that damn ring he wore on his index finger of his right hand. Then, she saw Frank, ripping apart her father. Stepping on his glass eye... and killing her father for good. This might sound a bit strange, but that was the best day of her life.
Finally, she reached the grounds and with a flick of the wrist, she dissapeared in a small puff of purple smoke.
When she re-appeared, she was standing in the middle of a dark, beaten down pathway, that was deffinately not in Hogsmeade. "Oi Dio" she muttered as she gave herself a good slap in the head. "Bloodly Hell. Note to self: Never apparate when completely out of it." she said to herself. With a small sigh, she rose her wand once more, but stopped in mid-flick when she heard a voice... it was a male voice that sounded all to familiar. She furrowed her brows in puzzlement. She must had been hearing things. No one she knew would be... where ever she was at this time of night.
Being the curious female that she was, she walked towards it, her wand gripped firmly in her hand. She stopped in the middle of her foot-steps when the voice was clear, and closer. It was in her mind. She was reading someone's mind. All she could hear was 'stun her'. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized who's voice it was. It was Frank's! Merlin! It's was Frank! Frank was nearly one hundred feet away and was asking someone to stun another person. This couldn't be good.
Quickly, she burst out into a run, then turned the corner. There, she saw an older woman, Derek, and Frank... Okay, so Frank was expected, but Derek? And the other woman? Well, seeing as there was only one woman standing there, she rose her wand and pointed straight at her. "IMMOBULOUS!" she yelled, about the same time that Derek had sent a spell her way. Once the stream of light raced from her wand towards, the strange woman, she took in a deep breath and looked at the two.
"Bloody hell Frank, what in the name of Merlin's beard have you gotten yourself into this time?" she shot another confused look to Derek, then back to Frank, then to the woman. At this point, she was more confused then any other time in her life.
name;;
tia
age;;
15
contact [pm is acceptable];;
email;;charlielostfate@yahoo.com
msn;;muzic2myerz@hotmail.com
aim;;muzic2myerz
the basics
full name;;
elizabeth ann mccartney
nickname(s);;
lizz
age;;
19
birthday;;
feb 29th,
gender;;
female
parents[alive or dead?];;
daniel mccartney;;47
siblings[alive or dead?];;
none
other relatives[alive or dead?];;
none that she knows of
race/origin;;
werewolf;;italian
appearance
height/weight;;
5'2;;120
appearance/picture;;
scars/distinguishing marks;;
none
tattoos/piercings;;
ears;;none
face claim;;
lizz mohin
under the skin
personality;;
lizz usually keeps to herself anf gives off a slight.. tough girl act. but once you get to know her, she becomes very protective over things she cares for. she has a fear of loosing all that she holds dear, and has felt so since the death of her mother.. one can only guess why. she also is usually very egotistical and very proud of herself. or, that's what she plays off to be. in reality, she's actually very nice and caring. she's not necessaraily an egomaniac, but she's comfortable with herself. she does tend to be a bit over confident at times and is known for loosing her cool when being questioned. she likes to feel like she runs the place... it maks her feel secure. when she pushes everyone away, she's actually trying to protect them from her. you see, around the time of the full moon, she becomes very dangerous. even within a week of the full moon, she become very angry and violent... she ends up snapping at anyone who crosses her path.
during the after math of her transformation, she finds it hard to function the day after. her body becomes so weak that she can barely move at all. she ends up staying in her bed all day with nausia, chills, and aches.
history;;
lizz grew up in italy for most of her life. it was only when she was eightteen, that she moved to england to go to collage. basically, she's been a werewolf ever since she can remember. she was bitten at the age of eight when exploring the woods with her mother. they stopped in the middle of the beaten down path when they heard a russling in the brush. frozen with fear, lizz refused to move as her mother begged. after a minute, a creature popped out from behind the brush... it was a werewolf. the frozen little girl couldn't move, all she could do was scream. her mother refused to leave without her, and thus ended up being killed. lizz was attacked as well, but instead of being killed, like her poor mother, she was turned. Since then, she has become very distant from everyone because she is afraid of hurting them... like the werewolf hurt her mother eleven years ago.
as for her father, when her mother died, he became very depressed and angry. he began to resent the world and everything in it. including his own daughter.
likes;;
the rain, the beach, the stars, gardens, books, and men.
dislikes;;
the heat, the full moon, her father, herself during her transformations, and the werewolf that killed her mother.
traits (good or bad);;
lizz has major bipolar, although it's alot worse during her transformations. she gets very tempermental. at one moment, she can be the sweetest, nicest woman... but in a split second, she can become very angry and defensive.
anything else;;
nope
rp example (2-3 paragraphs);;hms;;
The castle door creaked open as Blaize Cartel stepped out. Her eyes were slightly tired and her hair was a bit tussled, as if she had been tossing and turning in her bed... which in fact, that was what she had been doing. For some reason or another, she hadn't slept in the commonroom with Ramone that night and ended up in her own dorm, twisting in the sheets with another bad dream. It seemed that that bloody dorm room always caused her some nasty visions in her head. Tonight, in her dream, she had relived the night when her father attacked she and Frank. We all know how that ended up. The simple fact was, that if Blaize was alive... her father was dead.
As she crept through the courtyard and towards the lawns where she could apparate herself to where ever she desired, she kept getting flashes from that night. In the first flash, she saw Frank, sheilding her from the horrid man she had to call family. In the second flash, she saw herself being stabbed by that damn ring he wore on his index finger of his right hand. Then, she saw Frank, ripping apart her father. Stepping on his glass eye... and killing her father for good. This might sound a bit strange, but that was the best day of her life.
Finally, she reached the grounds and with a flick of the wrist, she dissapeared in a small puff of purple smoke.
When she re-appeared, she was standing in the middle of a dark, beaten down pathway, that was deffinately not in Hogsmeade. "Oi Dio" she muttered as she gave herself a good slap in the head. "Bloodly Hell. Note to self: Never apparate when completely out of it." she said to herself. With a small sigh, she rose her wand once more, but stopped in mid-flick when she heard a voice... it was a male voice that sounded all to familiar. She furrowed her brows in puzzlement. She must had been hearing things. No one she knew would be... where ever she was at this time of night.
Being the curious female that she was, she walked towards it, her wand gripped firmly in her hand. She stopped in the middle of her foot-steps when the voice was clear, and closer. It was in her mind. She was reading someone's mind. All she could hear was 'stun her'. Her eyes widened slightly as she realized who's voice it was. It was Frank's! Merlin! It's was Frank! Frank was nearly one hundred feet away and was asking someone to stun another person. This couldn't be good.
Quickly, she burst out into a run, then turned the corner. There, she saw an older woman, Derek, and Frank... Okay, so Frank was expected, but Derek? And the other woman? Well, seeing as there was only one woman standing there, she rose her wand and pointed straight at her. "IMMOBULOUS!" she yelled, about the same time that Derek had sent a spell her way. Once the stream of light raced from her wand towards, the strange woman, she took in a deep breath and looked at the two.
"Bloody hell Frank, what in the name of Merlin's beard have you gotten yourself into this time?" she shot another confused look to Derek, then back to Frank, then to the woman. At this point, she was more confused then any other time in her life.