Post by esperanza on May 22, 2010 4:30:08 GMT -4
Ri 'Esperanza' Oiche
....the mask
Your Name: Espy or Esperanza
Where did you find us?: Proboards
How long have you been roleplaying?: Six years
Password: [admin edit]
...basic character information
Birth Name: Ri Esperanza Oiche
Nickname
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: 12th
Birth date: December 14th
Program: [Bachelor of Arts]
Major: Linguistics
Animal Identity: Falcon
...personality
Likes:(at least 10)
- Flying
- Sports
- Studing different languages
- Wearing baggy clothes
- Being around guys, not girls
- Open Freedom
- Track
- Social Studies
- Drawing and Sketching - Don't tell anyone
- Shifting into her falcon form and flying fast and high.
Dislikes: (at least 10)
- Water
- Fire
- Instrumental music - They hurt her ears
- Girls - she doesn't get along with her sex
- Boys who try be more then friends to her
- Gangsters
- Lazy, idiotic people
- Bullies
- Wearing anything girly or frilly
- Pink, Pink, PINK
Fears: (At least 3)
- Thunder and Lightning
- Getting stuck in a wind storm
- Death
Strengths: (At least 3)
- Track
- Languages
- Fleeing from peoples
Weaknesses: (At least 3)
- History
- Fighting - She is thin boned
- Fire - She is a bird...who hates fire.
Overall: [400 words minimum]
Personality is really important in understanding your character so we ask that you go into great detail with it. There are so many personality traits that you can describe and it is this that will help RPing with your character become that much easier.
...appearance
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Celebrity Play By: Michelle Rodriguez
Appearance: [400 words minimum]
It's pretty simple to explain the basic looks like eye and hair color, weight, clothing, piercings, tattoos, make-up, and other extra things. You also must go into detail about what the animal portion of your character looks like. If you're a snake, great but what kind of snake, what do you look like etc. Both of these are important and must be explained as detailed and as thoroughly as possible[/size]
...history
Parents:
Siblings:
[400 words minimum]
Although it says 400 words, we still need you to be thorough. Family MUST be mentioned along with young childhood and adolescence. This character is, in essense, you, so make sure you are providing yourself with enough background to roleplay them.
...connecting human to animal
[One Paragraph Minimum (Can be point form)]
Explain why your character shifts into the animal that it does. Why is it this animal and not a different one? Is it your courage? Your adventure seeking personality? Your hawk-like eyes? Tell us about the connection between your human and inner animal. And please don't say "It was their favorite animal growing up." Good resources to understand this better are questions 6 and 7 in the FAQ's.
...literacy
RP Sample[/i]
Mindless Games I play,
Everday to make my owners day.
Yet they don't enjoy my games,
So instead I am sent to endless misery.
I am love my Mindless Games,
but never can I play them.
I am forced to race,
To be a horse that everyone will beat.
They don't give me a chance,
They don't see my speed,
I have a famous sire,
Yet my mother is unknown,
Who will give me a chance?
No one ever does.
Will anyone give me one?
The moon's rays brushed across the terra, and illuminating the race track that was bustling with activity. Ten horses where being led out slowly, the announcer talking about each one, trying to get someone to claim and buy one of these beasts, for it was a claiming race and nothing more. A claiming race for horses who never ran a race or to slow to even be given a chance. Yet, there was a favorite in this match, not due to the horse's speed but because of who it's sire was: Secretariant. Huh, many humans judged a horse by it's breeding, and nothing more, and thats why most got stuck with non-champions or horses without a spirit. Only a horse with a heart or spirit could become a true champion, or so many intelligent trainers say.[/b][/i][/size]
The favorite was known as Mindless Games. Mindless was a two year old filly who had been tried and then discarded. Her coat was a silken smoky black, with thick white mane and plume that made her different then most race horses. She had a small dome, with small kiss-shape auds, and lonely dark orbs that begged for a chance to prove herself. Her neck was long and graceful, ending at a powerful, wide chest, and long black pillars that where thickly muscled and built for speed. Her bodice was round, but not to round to be called fat. Her rump was thick with muscle, and the same powerful rear pillars, with the power to leap off from the gate to gain an edge. The filly took after her unknown mother, but she had her father's heart, spirit, and speed if anyone noticed.
The jockey aboard her was anything but nice, his knees digging harshly into her sides, and the reins pulled tightly, the bit digging into her jowls. Mindless snorted, and reared slightly, as the others nine horses where played in, but she refused at first then after a couple minutes, she was placed in her number five stall. A snort escaped her maw and she pawed the terra with her dagger's, wanting nothing to do with racing, for all her owners abused her and tried to run her to the ground. The men knew how Mindless was, so the man operating the gates hurriedly clicked the button and the doors flew open. Mindless leaped forward, but only because the whip dug into her rump with a sharp whack. She galloped forward, grabbing on the terra easily, and catching stride. Mindless had broken out with the pack, and at the moment, was in fourth place, and was making no moves to catch up.
Her jockey hissed in anger and dug into her flesh with the whip. Mindless shot forward, overcoming the three equines infront of her and running in front of the pack. Her strides where quick and eating up the ground quickly. She pulled away from the pack quickly, yet her endurance would not last the whole race if the jockey kept this up. Her nostrils flared red, and lather covered her neck and rump, muscles screaming in protest. Her breath was coming in gasps, and she was choking. Her jockey didn't notice, but spurred her on, seeing the wire a head. Yet the pack was catching up, there FRESH horses gaining ground on the quickly tiring Mindless. Her jockey growled and slammed the whip deeper into her rump and she shot forth with everything she had left, and swept under the wire.
Her jockey pulled on the reins sharply, and she turned quickly. She shook with exhaustion, and began to walk to the winner circle as the jockey pushed her forth. Her breath was a wheezing gasp, and she was soaked in sweat and more white then black. The jockey had broken her body, but not her spirit. Who would buy her now?
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