Post by mica on Jun 5, 2009 20:50:01 GMT -5
Username: Mica
Character's name: Kali
Character's gender: female, human
Character's age: 20
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: Her looks and quick wit. She will make use of whatever is close.
Other info: Kali is tall, slim with a muscular build. She has long black hair and dark sapphire blue eyes. She wears black leather that fits tightly to her form. She is fierce, loyal, sarcastic at times. She is inquisitive and learns quickly. She learned to fight on the streets and uses her brains to make the most of what is around her.
Character history:
Kali grew up in Coruscant, an only child. Her parents were killed in a senseless act of violence when she was young. She learned how to survive on the streets. There she learned many skills. While living on the streets. She began to notice that she could feel what those around her felt. She could feel emotions. She could sense a difference in some people. The sensation these people evoked in her made her feel uneasy. These were the people she avoided. As she aged, men started to pay attention to her. Her figure filled out and she discovered a new found power, her looks. She took a job as a dancer at a local bar.
Role Play sample: (One good paragraph.)
Kali couldn’t stop the feeling as she walked through the dark alley behind the club. She had traveled this alley many times on her way home from work. She sensed somebody close by, watching, waiting. She was being evaluated but for what and by whom? She concentrated on the feeling and then she found him. She ran toward a stack of crates, leaping on the lowest she used it to vault over the others. Twisting in the air, she came down to land behind the man that had been watching her, her fists raised and balled ready to strike. “You! I’ve seen you staring at me for the last 4 nights in the club. Who are you?” The man turned to look at her sneering slightly. “Very good. Your…skills… in your work serve you well. As for staring at you in the club, you work there and dance for men that stare at you all the time. Why should it be strange that I stare at you?” She looked him over closely. He was lying and she could feel it. He was one she would normally avoid but she couldn’t.
“Who are you?”
The man smiled at her. “All in good time. Come my dear, we have much to discuss.”
Character's name: Kali
Character's gender: female, human
Character's age: 20
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: Her looks and quick wit. She will make use of whatever is close.
Other info: Kali is tall, slim with a muscular build. She has long black hair and dark sapphire blue eyes. She wears black leather that fits tightly to her form. She is fierce, loyal, sarcastic at times. She is inquisitive and learns quickly. She learned to fight on the streets and uses her brains to make the most of what is around her.
Character history:
Kali grew up in Coruscant, an only child. Her parents were killed in a senseless act of violence when she was young. She learned how to survive on the streets. There she learned many skills. While living on the streets. She began to notice that she could feel what those around her felt. She could feel emotions. She could sense a difference in some people. The sensation these people evoked in her made her feel uneasy. These were the people she avoided. As she aged, men started to pay attention to her. Her figure filled out and she discovered a new found power, her looks. She took a job as a dancer at a local bar.
Role Play sample: (One good paragraph.)
Kali couldn’t stop the feeling as she walked through the dark alley behind the club. She had traveled this alley many times on her way home from work. She sensed somebody close by, watching, waiting. She was being evaluated but for what and by whom? She concentrated on the feeling and then she found him. She ran toward a stack of crates, leaping on the lowest she used it to vault over the others. Twisting in the air, she came down to land behind the man that had been watching her, her fists raised and balled ready to strike. “You! I’ve seen you staring at me for the last 4 nights in the club. Who are you?” The man turned to look at her sneering slightly. “Very good. Your…skills… in your work serve you well. As for staring at you in the club, you work there and dance for men that stare at you all the time. Why should it be strange that I stare at you?” She looked him over closely. He was lying and she could feel it. He was one she would normally avoid but she couldn’t.
“Who are you?”
The man smiled at her. “All in good time. Come my dear, we have much to discuss.”
