Post by Sonya DeMorganne on Sept 10, 2007 4:57:31 GMT -5
Basics
- Name :: Sonya Amy DeMorganne
- Age :: 23
- Hometown :: Blackpool, England.
- Ethnicity :: English
- Sexual Preference :: Straight
- Avatar/Signature Celeb :: Estella Warren
- Physical Looks ::
Sonya is a petite young woman, youthful and pretty. She has blond hair and greenish blue eyes. Her hair is glossy and shiny, brownish blond, and her eyes seem to swallow up light, like a dark hole. Where does the light go to? It stays there so that when she smiles, her eye shine. Her nose is thin, and the tip is button like. She has a chubby face, a soft jaw, and full lips.
Her body is slim, not too plump and not too thin. Her stomach is flat, and she has nice abs. Her legs are slim and her arms are muscular, but not too much. This is because she used to sail. Her skin is fair, because for a strange reason, her skin just won't get darker.
- Personality ::
Sonya is highly irritable and very grumpy most of the time. She knows this and therefore keeps her mouth shut most of the time. This comes off as rude, because she 'ignores' people because she doesn't want to insult them.
She is quiet for the above reasons, but when she doesn't feel mean, she's quite nice. She can pass off a innocent look, she's quite good at acting. She is cruel to people she doesn't like, and indifferent to those she does not know. She has few friends, and it's obvious why.
- History ::
Sonya grew up in a small town called Blackppol, with her mother, Emily DeMorganne, and her father, Jonathan DeMorganne. She had no siblings, and no friends.
A while later, she had no possessions.
When she was twelve, a large fire engulfed her home, burned her house to the ground and spread to the neighbors houses. Everything was burnt, she had nothing. They started over. They bought a new house near the sea, new things for all of them.
Sonya grew up, lonely. She had no friends, she was a freak because she wouldn't talk, leading to her spiteful demeanor. Now, grown up, she wants to be able to speak for herself, make friends.
She doesn't know how.
- Sample Roleplay ::
Sonya blushed brightly under her father's stare. "I... I was... um..." She stuttered, trying to pluck an excuse from the air. The young fifteen year old girl frowned as she thought. "I was... taking care of... the neighbors kid. Yes, Alicia." Her father stared at her skeptically, and she said quickly, "They like to play dress up!" She was wearing a fancy pair of pants and a leather top. She was subject to skepticalism. How could she not be?
She could no longer hide the truth. "I was going out! To Brian's party! Okay?" Sonya yelled. "Now you know! I just don't wanna be a freak anymore!" Sonya burst into tears, and her father awkwardly spread is arms. Sonya ran into him and cried on his shoulder until she could no more.
Site Stuff
- What Should We Call You OCC? :: Tessa
- How Active Do You Think You'll Be? :: Quite
- Why Should We Accept You And Allow You To RP Here? :: Well, my RPing is fair... I'll be active as long as my mother doesn't ground me... and if you do I'll hug you.
- What Will You Bring To The Site? :: Someone you'd like to meet.
- Name :: Sonya Amy DeMorganne
- Age :: 23
- Hometown :: Blackpool, England.
- Ethnicity :: English
- Sexual Preference :: Straight
- Avatar/Signature Celeb :: Estella Warren
- Physical Looks ::
Sonya is a petite young woman, youthful and pretty. She has blond hair and greenish blue eyes. Her hair is glossy and shiny, brownish blond, and her eyes seem to swallow up light, like a dark hole. Where does the light go to? It stays there so that when she smiles, her eye shine. Her nose is thin, and the tip is button like. She has a chubby face, a soft jaw, and full lips.
Her body is slim, not too plump and not too thin. Her stomach is flat, and she has nice abs. Her legs are slim and her arms are muscular, but not too much. This is because she used to sail. Her skin is fair, because for a strange reason, her skin just won't get darker.
- Personality ::
Sonya is highly irritable and very grumpy most of the time. She knows this and therefore keeps her mouth shut most of the time. This comes off as rude, because she 'ignores' people because she doesn't want to insult them.
She is quiet for the above reasons, but when she doesn't feel mean, she's quite nice. She can pass off a innocent look, she's quite good at acting. She is cruel to people she doesn't like, and indifferent to those she does not know. She has few friends, and it's obvious why.
- History ::
Sonya grew up in a small town called Blackppol, with her mother, Emily DeMorganne, and her father, Jonathan DeMorganne. She had no siblings, and no friends.
A while later, she had no possessions.
When she was twelve, a large fire engulfed her home, burned her house to the ground and spread to the neighbors houses. Everything was burnt, she had nothing. They started over. They bought a new house near the sea, new things for all of them.
Sonya grew up, lonely. She had no friends, she was a freak because she wouldn't talk, leading to her spiteful demeanor. Now, grown up, she wants to be able to speak for herself, make friends.
She doesn't know how.
- Sample Roleplay ::
Sonya blushed brightly under her father's stare. "I... I was... um..." She stuttered, trying to pluck an excuse from the air. The young fifteen year old girl frowned as she thought. "I was... taking care of... the neighbors kid. Yes, Alicia." Her father stared at her skeptically, and she said quickly, "They like to play dress up!" She was wearing a fancy pair of pants and a leather top. She was subject to skepticalism. How could she not be?
She could no longer hide the truth. "I was going out! To Brian's party! Okay?" Sonya yelled. "Now you know! I just don't wanna be a freak anymore!" Sonya burst into tears, and her father awkwardly spread is arms. Sonya ran into him and cried on his shoulder until she could no more.
Site Stuff
- What Should We Call You OCC? :: Tessa
- How Active Do You Think You'll Be? :: Quite
- Why Should We Accept You And Allow You To RP Here? :: Well, my RPing is fair... I'll be active as long as my mother doesn't ground me... and if you do I'll hug you.
- What Will You Bring To The Site? :: Someone you'd like to meet.
