Post by Grymmlock on Jan 25, 2012 16:59:12 GMT -8
CHARISMA
name Arkwright, CHARISMA Guinevere
race Human (Absorbed Wulfken attributes)
gender Female
age 23 (96 if you count from her date of birth)
residence Partially refurbished warehouse near Cardiff
hair Ginger; kept short
eyes Bright green with a golden center
height 5'10"
other When she moves around it almost seems like she's stalking more so than actually walking. When most people see her, they comment that "she could be pretty if she put the effort in", and that she "just looks too rough around the edges". She tends towards band t-shirts, shorts or capris and Converse-style high tops.
personality She usually sticks to a no nonsense attitude. When people hit on her she usually rebuffs them in a very callous manner. She tends toward the overly serious most of the time, but some people can manage to pull a small joke or smile or even a laugh from her. So far, no one has been able to break through her emotional barrier and she would prefer to keep it that way. The only time she shows any real loving or caring emotion is when it involves a creature of some sort (terrestrial or not).
miscellaneous She has a strong affinity for animals and they seem to be drawn to her as well. When she gets angry the gold in the center of her eyes spread to engulf the whole iris. She is very quick and agile, and sometimes emits low growls when she is frustrated. She never forgets anything and she has an eidetic memory. She has crossed paths with the Doctor (Ten) twice, both times helping him with whatever problem he came with; she has his cell number.
history Charisma was born in Cardiff, in 1914. Her parents were well off and she experienced all the luxuries any rich little girl would. Unfortunately, when she was just four years old, she was pulled through the Cardiff Rift and almost immediately spit back out in the year 1991. The overwhelming amount of technology frightened her and she ran. It was late at night when she finally stopped, somewhere deep in the trees of somewhere, and all she could do was curl up and cry for her mother.
When she woke the next morning she was warm and comfortable, but startled into sobbing again when she realized she wasn't home and that the night before hadn't been just a bad dream. The warmth moved and revealed itself to be a rather large wolf... until it talked. The "wolves" took care of her and made her feel safe. For 10 years she stayed with them, the Wulfken, and they taught her to speak and read and write. One day in her 14th year, she was caught stealing clothes and thrown into foster care. She spent every year until her 18th birthday repeatedly escaping from any foster care the government tried to stick her in. With money she had pilfered, she made herself a home inside an abandoned warehouse. When she finally turned 18 she decided she should find a job of some sort, and became a bike messenger.
In the next couple years she discovered more about the Cardiff Rift and ran into several different alien life forms. One of which lives in the warehouse with her.
roleplay sample Gabriel
*Note: I'll post the picture in face claim, but I'm not sure who she is. She's a model for a hairstyle magazine, but I couldn't find her name anywhere. I'm still looking.*
