Persephone Draven « Thread Started on Dec 27, 2007, 3:32pm »
NamePersephone Draven
Age19
Background She originally comes from a city in England, called Huddersfield. She had just started her first year of university, studying English Literature. She wanted to be a writer, but escaped to America after being bitten. A few months ago, she woke up naked in an elevator, surrounded by bodies.
When were you bitten and how?She was bitten during a residential trip with the university a year ago to the Yorkshire Moors, by a man she had relations with. He changed on the night of the full moon and bit her.
Likes and dislikes She likes books, mainly things like Wordsworth, or fantasy novels. She loves writing, mainly futuristic things. She hates trashy love stories, or movie adaptations. She has an interest in mythology, mainly Roman and Greek.
Style and MoodShe wears khaki and red a lot. Including a red beret. She's extremely proud and stubborn, meaning she doesn't take humiliation well. She just wants to relax and have a good time.
Any special skills?She can use words to her advantage.
Sample RP (at least 2 paragraphs, nothing less will be accepted) Persephone stepped off the ship, looking out around her. Pensylvania was strange. Maybe it would be like England, maybe it wouldn't. She wasn't sure. She put on her black leather gloves, and placed her red beret over her dark curls, which had a nasty habit of falling infront of her eyes. She tucked the hair back and sighed,"Welcome to America.."she whispered.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, she began making her way towards the bus stop, wondering where to go. She'd heard of safe havens for people like her. But she doubted any would accept her. She was a murderer after all. She shivered at the memory. She still didn't know how she could have done that. She'd been washing the blood from under her nails for days... Sooner or later though, she would have to live with what she had done. She would have to accept what she was. Even now, now that she knew what she was, she could feel that darker side bubbling up within. Moving away was the only option. Getting away from those she loved.
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