Post by stark on Jan 5, 2007 3:04:32 GMT -5
Information about You
Name: Missy Fuzzlebutt
Age: 15
Contact Information: PM or E-mail (Crazy_me_dealwithit@excite.com) or MSN (hlsconfuzzled@hotmail.com)
How long have you been roleplaying? A loooong time
Have you read the rules? Yess...Something about can't have everything or don't always get what you want...or i don't remember!
Information about your Character
Name: Stark Meyers
Age: 26
Profession Intern?
Ethnicity: White
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Personal Style: A minor slut
Physical Appearance: Blonde and black hair, curvy body, pleasantly plump.
Scars/Tatoos/ Piercings: Her tongue is pierced, a big ass scar up her arm, and many little scars on her wrists from when she was younger.
Best Physical Feature: Her Smile
Worst Physical Feature: the scar on her arm?
Picture:
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Habits: She plays with her tongue ring way to much, clanking it agianst her teeth, drives people crazy. She swears more then needed.
Likes: The idea of being able to cure people (Hence the reason for becoming a doctor) & Sex
Dislikes: Stupid people
Personality: Funny. Fun. A bit of a 'blonde' but its only the way she acts, she's actually very smart. She can be serious when needed. And can deal with many diffrent types of people. She tried to look at the bright side of things and is barely ever down. She tries to stay nice in all circumstances but occasionally just can't.
Biggest Personality Flaw: When she blows up at people
Biggest Personality Strength: She can adjust to many diffrent personality and often gets along with everybody.
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Hometown: LA, California
Educational Background: Highschool Grad. Harvard Med.
Previous Places of Employment: She worked in a nursing home for a while. And She worked at starbucks for another while.
Family: She has a mommy and a step daddy and a sister and a big brother.
Brief Medical History: Her medical history? She's been pretty healthy. Though she has asthma and that causes a little trouble on occasion.
History: Blonde hair fell in a young girls face as she watched the blood drip from her wrists to the white tile of the bathroom floor, she shed silent tears, her face slowly staining from them. She leaned curled up agianst the bath tub, knees close to her chest. She coughed a little bit and moved her chin to rest upon her knees, watching the blood come from her wrists. She couldn't take being hit one more time. Her black eye from last week was slowly starting to heel and now she had something else to cover up, several bruises up her arm. She sobbed quietly, coughing agian, she didn't want this life anymore...
Stark Meyers was found by her mother that night on the bathroom floor nearly dead, she was rushed to the emergency room where a group of doctors saved her life, and oh how she thanked them. After much questioning on the bruises, the black eye, the recent gash up her arm (Seeming to be caused by a steak knife), and the apparent sexual abuse, Her mother turned her father over to the authorities right then and there and he was put in jail. Stark remained in the hospital for a while. She was waaaay underweight. Anorexic. The cuts on her wrists had been slowly getting deeper and deeper each time she'd done them over the past months and they weren't sure she was mentally stable enough to release. She got to know her doctors and decided then and there she'd clean her act up and she was going to be a doctor.
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Pets? None
Married? No
Homeowner? Aparment
Average Salary? I dunno this stuff! ha ha
Favorite Color Black
Favorite Band Kill Hannah
(Is all the above about my charactor i hope?)
Your character frequently says… God Dammit
Is your character in general satisfied with their life? She is now
Roleplaying Sample: A young woman walked into the hospital, she wore her black and blonde hair back in a bun on the top of her head. She walked along with confidence, hands shoved deep into the pockets of her black pants, playing with the keys in the bottom of the right pocket. She smiled almost flirtasiouly at a passing doctor, and nodded her head in some sort of greeting at a elderly man that sat in a waiting room. She wore a bright smile on her face, showing off her rather white teeth. She shoved her middle into the keychain ring in her pocket, playing w/ it with out even realizing it. The keys jingled a little as she played with them, her black heels clicked agianst the cold floors of the hospital and she clacked her tongue ring agianst her teeth until she reached the front desk, in suddenness all the noise stopped and she gave a big grin to the nurse behind the desk. She tugged her red tank top down a little bit before reaching into the black messenger bag the was slung over her shoulder, pulling out a piece of paper, she looked over it a moment before looking to the nurse, giving her another smile "I'm looking for, um, Dr. House" she said brightly, rather cheery today. She absentmindedly tapped her heel agianst the hard floor, looking around as the nurse paged the doctor, clacking the stud in her tongue agianst her teeth agian, looking around. It was a rather busy hospital. Lots of people. She definately thought she was going to like it here. She re-adjusted her glasses on her face and leaned up agianst the dark, elbow rested on his, head cupped in her hand, awaiting what would come next.
Oh yeah...so i said it up there.... something about not getting what you want or something...i don't remember.
