Post by lasbambers on Aug 11, 2009 1:07:55 GMT -5
Emily Paige Cook
Blake Lively
This is my life
Age
23
Gender
Female
Species
Shadowhunter
Home town
Danforth, Maine
Relationship status
Single
Occupation
Shadowhunter
My strengths and Weaknessess
I almost never miss a shoot on my bow and arrow, after thousands of lessons. I am a shot first ask questions later type of girl, which can be both a strength and a weakness. I am stubborn and I never quit, my old friends called me a pit bull when it came to my stubborn, never quit personality. My weaknesses are talking about my family, which I avoid doing, and finding the demon that killed my parents, which is a weakness because of my stubbornness.
My History
I grew up in Danforth, Maine, a small town near the border of Canada. My father owned, managed, and worked the town grocery store, while my mother took care of the stores finances. I helped at the store when I wasn't studying or training. My mother began to train me as a Shadowhunter when I was five years old. She wanted a normal enough life for me without blocking out the shadowhunter part. So she enrolled me in regular school and gave me Shadowhunter lessons after school. The normal half of my life was just that normal. I had friends, went to school, studied, hung out with friends, and even dated a few guys. I had a common small town life. Except when I was being a Shadowhunter, learning how to hold/ shot a bow and how to use a sword, killing demons, and using ruins.
My mother was a Shadowhunter and my father was a mortal. My mother and I kept what we were a secret from my father, to protect him. But, even with two Shadowhunters in the family, a demon killed my parents. I was out of town fighting another demon when he attack. I came home to find police tape around my house and a notice to go to the police station. After the police had questioned me, I was able to go home and pack a bag for the night. I was twenty when this happened, just old enough to be done with my lessons and old enough to leave my once beautiful home town. I left Danforth in search of the demon that killed my parents, which brought me to the New York institute. Where I have been for months now, waiting for the demon to show its face again.
Roleplay Sample
Emily walked into her beige hotel room and threw her heavy black suitcase on the queen sized bed. She took a deep breath, holding it in. Five, four, three, two, one. She released her breath, slowly, trying to clear her head. What had she accomplished tonight? She hadn't found the demon. She had killed a demon, though she had not told Emily anything of importance. Now she knew there was an institute in New York, only a six hour drive away, and it was the institute where the Herondales lived.
Emily was sure the Herondales could help her find her demon. They had killed Valentine, both at the age of sixteen. They had Angel blood in them, they were legends. If anyone could help Emily, she knew it would be the Herondales. She walked to the bed, pushed her suitcase onto the floor, and crawled into the bed. Moments after her head hit the pillow Emily was fast asleep, exhausted after such a long day.
*Make sure to put your face claim up in the designated face claim spot.*
Blake Lively
This is my life
Age
23
Gender
Female
Species
Shadowhunter
Home town
Danforth, Maine
Relationship status
Single
Occupation
Shadowhunter
My strengths and Weaknessess
I almost never miss a shoot on my bow and arrow, after thousands of lessons. I am a shot first ask questions later type of girl, which can be both a strength and a weakness. I am stubborn and I never quit, my old friends called me a pit bull when it came to my stubborn, never quit personality. My weaknesses are talking about my family, which I avoid doing, and finding the demon that killed my parents, which is a weakness because of my stubbornness.
My History
I grew up in Danforth, Maine, a small town near the border of Canada. My father owned, managed, and worked the town grocery store, while my mother took care of the stores finances. I helped at the store when I wasn't studying or training. My mother began to train me as a Shadowhunter when I was five years old. She wanted a normal enough life for me without blocking out the shadowhunter part. So she enrolled me in regular school and gave me Shadowhunter lessons after school. The normal half of my life was just that normal. I had friends, went to school, studied, hung out with friends, and even dated a few guys. I had a common small town life. Except when I was being a Shadowhunter, learning how to hold/ shot a bow and how to use a sword, killing demons, and using ruins.
My mother was a Shadowhunter and my father was a mortal. My mother and I kept what we were a secret from my father, to protect him. But, even with two Shadowhunters in the family, a demon killed my parents. I was out of town fighting another demon when he attack. I came home to find police tape around my house and a notice to go to the police station. After the police had questioned me, I was able to go home and pack a bag for the night. I was twenty when this happened, just old enough to be done with my lessons and old enough to leave my once beautiful home town. I left Danforth in search of the demon that killed my parents, which brought me to the New York institute. Where I have been for months now, waiting for the demon to show its face again.
Roleplay Sample
Emily walked into her beige hotel room and threw her heavy black suitcase on the queen sized bed. She took a deep breath, holding it in. Five, four, three, two, one. She released her breath, slowly, trying to clear her head. What had she accomplished tonight? She hadn't found the demon. She had killed a demon, though she had not told Emily anything of importance. Now she knew there was an institute in New York, only a six hour drive away, and it was the institute where the Herondales lived.
Emily was sure the Herondales could help her find her demon. They had killed Valentine, both at the age of sixteen. They had Angel blood in them, they were legends. If anyone could help Emily, she knew it would be the Herondales. She walked to the bed, pushed her suitcase onto the floor, and crawled into the bed. Moments after her head hit the pillow Emily was fast asleep, exhausted after such a long day.
*Make sure to put your face claim up in the designated face claim spot.*