Post by silent on Sept 15, 2006 15:50:51 GMT -5
Name: Megan
Age: 15
How you found Anomaly: Neopets.
How long you have been roleplaying: About 7-8 years.
Other: I love pandas...?
The Character
Name: Annabella Reaper (Anna for short)
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Race: White
Illness: Where do I start? Annabella's depression could be apart of the problem, that made her wanting to not eat, just hide away in a corner to rid of people. Then the mind bending tricks of masked murders appearing out of no where, made Annabella scream for them to leave, scratching at the air. The people who haunted her just made her faint some times into sleep where the nightmares came out...no literally came out.
Appearence: Shoulder length straight red black hair stood out over her paled face, Anna's cheeks lightly showed the beauty in her shy frightened face. Her blue green eyes show out like her hair. Dark lines under her eyes showed little sleep was made but it would go away sooner or later. A white long sleeved shirt that covered over her hands hide the scars Annabella had put on herself before she came, and also scars she thought were from the people the attacked her. The shirt was pretty loose at the arms but tight at the body. The chest cavity was normal size and her stomache very slender. Long white tight pants showed her hips stuck out a little but not model like, just a normal wide hip area. lenghthy legs hid and so did the scars. Bare footed she walked, but that wouldn't draw your attention it would be Anna's eyes that did that. They showed the fear the hate, the fear of her life, the hate of being alive.
Personality: Annabella would love to be friendly, but kept away from the other patients. Anna loved to read what books she could get her hands on. Loved to look out side from time to time. Loved her insanity. But don't take the gentle features lightly, Anna would strike at you and not blink. But mostly she was nice. Shy...but nice.
History: Annabella Reaper's parents thought there daughter was the most perfect girl in the world. They showered her with love and then it all went wrong some where. At the age of 9 Anna started acting out in class, screaming when nothing was there, leaveing the dinner table not touching her food. Huddling in a corner mumbling and rocking back and forth wide eyes. Her mind changed, death consumed it. Anna cut herself but it wasn't enough. Annabella had once killed a kid, her knife, his body. It wasn't pretty and she went to Juvie for it. A year for murder, Anna's parents had bailed her out three years early. But it drawed the line when Anna's parents found the gun to her head, they found St. Marys nearly a week later. Annabella fought all the way there but she couldn't stop from where she was heading to. Thats where Annabella Reaper story now starts again, and will most likely end with help...or death.
Your character loves:
What friends she has,
Her memories of the dying boy,
Reading,
Her insanity.
Hates:
Being in blank room,
The people that "attack" her from her mind.
Home Town:
Anchorage, Alaska.
Sample: Takeing Credit (Small crime area of a short story I made.)
Darkness. They say darkness is what holds all that your afraid of...all your feared secrets. Consuming fadeing figures appeared and dissapeared. The must stale air made you hold your breath from the rotting cement walls. Time seemed slow, but the eyes opened, those yellow golden eyes showed.
"Mark turn and look he finally woke up from the drugs" ,a unknown mans voice said.
The boy turned his head, his arms being pulled. He was being dragged, but if the man was right about being drugged then he was screwed because his body hadn't come to yet.
"Don't worry he won't be able to struggle...the drugs havn't wavered from his system yet." ,the man I sapposed to be Mark. Mark's grip was tighter then what was he? A blonde? Ya Mark's grip was tighter then the blonde's. Close to hurting.
I was thought to be insane to society...my definicion of insane was that it was a condition many say I suffer from after being alone for so long. But I don't suffer from my insanity-I enjoy ever minute of it. My thoughts broke as a older peeling wood door. Cleaner air washed over my face.
"Nathaniel Jay Banker...crimed for three robberies, two hostage situations...ten murders." ,that voice I knew that voice. It spoke in anger so much anger.
The first words that left the kids mouth was that, "your wife screamed...your son and baby girl cried..." The boy breathed in closeing his eyes with a smile continueing "I loved there death's the best Rob."
Robert William, the Cheif of investigation for New York. Rob was working on Nathaniel Banker's case for some time. Nathaniel at first made a game of it. Leaveing notes to drive any one crazy but Robert held on...that was till Nathaniel made the mistake of takeing hostage of Robert's family letting Robert try to negotiate them back. All Robert got was a unsheithed knife sound, and his family screaming.
Robert was now going to get the answers from Nathaniel in this warehouse he made to interrogate his witnesses. But Nathaniel was makeing Robert angery now.Rob turned on Nathaniel and grabbed him from Mark and the blonde. "DON'T YOU TOY WITH ME NATHANIEL BANKER!" Rob breathed in to calm himself and let go of Nathaniel, Nathaniel had fallen to the ground with a thud.
"Rob the anger, the cruelty in your eyes" ,Nathaniel laughed and returned to talking "You should have heard your wife beg when you ended the phone conversation."
Robert turned and back handed Nathaniel. The drugs were still in affect...I could feel them leaveing my body though. "You basterd...you killed them...you'll suffer."
Nathaniel layed on the ground looking at Robert and said with a killer look in his eyes, "Ya Robert I killed them because you got to close..." Nathaniel spit a little blood out. "But for now Robert I was just taking the credit for my work."
Age: 15
How you found Anomaly: Neopets.
How long you have been roleplaying: About 7-8 years.
Other: I love pandas...?
The Character
Name: Annabella Reaper (Anna for short)
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Race: White
Illness: Where do I start? Annabella's depression could be apart of the problem, that made her wanting to not eat, just hide away in a corner to rid of people. Then the mind bending tricks of masked murders appearing out of no where, made Annabella scream for them to leave, scratching at the air. The people who haunted her just made her faint some times into sleep where the nightmares came out...no literally came out.
Appearence: Shoulder length straight red black hair stood out over her paled face, Anna's cheeks lightly showed the beauty in her shy frightened face. Her blue green eyes show out like her hair. Dark lines under her eyes showed little sleep was made but it would go away sooner or later. A white long sleeved shirt that covered over her hands hide the scars Annabella had put on herself before she came, and also scars she thought were from the people the attacked her. The shirt was pretty loose at the arms but tight at the body. The chest cavity was normal size and her stomache very slender. Long white tight pants showed her hips stuck out a little but not model like, just a normal wide hip area. lenghthy legs hid and so did the scars. Bare footed she walked, but that wouldn't draw your attention it would be Anna's eyes that did that. They showed the fear the hate, the fear of her life, the hate of being alive.
Personality: Annabella would love to be friendly, but kept away from the other patients. Anna loved to read what books she could get her hands on. Loved to look out side from time to time. Loved her insanity. But don't take the gentle features lightly, Anna would strike at you and not blink. But mostly she was nice. Shy...but nice.
History: Annabella Reaper's parents thought there daughter was the most perfect girl in the world. They showered her with love and then it all went wrong some where. At the age of 9 Anna started acting out in class, screaming when nothing was there, leaveing the dinner table not touching her food. Huddling in a corner mumbling and rocking back and forth wide eyes. Her mind changed, death consumed it. Anna cut herself but it wasn't enough. Annabella had once killed a kid, her knife, his body. It wasn't pretty and she went to Juvie for it. A year for murder, Anna's parents had bailed her out three years early. But it drawed the line when Anna's parents found the gun to her head, they found St. Marys nearly a week later. Annabella fought all the way there but she couldn't stop from where she was heading to. Thats where Annabella Reaper story now starts again, and will most likely end with help...or death.
Your character loves:
What friends she has,
Her memories of the dying boy,
Reading,
Her insanity.
Hates:
Being in blank room,
The people that "attack" her from her mind.
Home Town:
Anchorage, Alaska.
Sample: Takeing Credit (Small crime area of a short story I made.)
Darkness. They say darkness is what holds all that your afraid of...all your feared secrets. Consuming fadeing figures appeared and dissapeared. The must stale air made you hold your breath from the rotting cement walls. Time seemed slow, but the eyes opened, those yellow golden eyes showed.
"Mark turn and look he finally woke up from the drugs" ,a unknown mans voice said.
The boy turned his head, his arms being pulled. He was being dragged, but if the man was right about being drugged then he was screwed because his body hadn't come to yet.
"Don't worry he won't be able to struggle...the drugs havn't wavered from his system yet." ,the man I sapposed to be Mark. Mark's grip was tighter then what was he? A blonde? Ya Mark's grip was tighter then the blonde's. Close to hurting.
I was thought to be insane to society...my definicion of insane was that it was a condition many say I suffer from after being alone for so long. But I don't suffer from my insanity-I enjoy ever minute of it. My thoughts broke as a older peeling wood door. Cleaner air washed over my face.
"Nathaniel Jay Banker...crimed for three robberies, two hostage situations...ten murders." ,that voice I knew that voice. It spoke in anger so much anger.
The first words that left the kids mouth was that, "your wife screamed...your son and baby girl cried..." The boy breathed in closeing his eyes with a smile continueing "I loved there death's the best Rob."
Robert William, the Cheif of investigation for New York. Rob was working on Nathaniel Banker's case for some time. Nathaniel at first made a game of it. Leaveing notes to drive any one crazy but Robert held on...that was till Nathaniel made the mistake of takeing hostage of Robert's family letting Robert try to negotiate them back. All Robert got was a unsheithed knife sound, and his family screaming.
Robert was now going to get the answers from Nathaniel in this warehouse he made to interrogate his witnesses. But Nathaniel was makeing Robert angery now.Rob turned on Nathaniel and grabbed him from Mark and the blonde. "DON'T YOU TOY WITH ME NATHANIEL BANKER!" Rob breathed in to calm himself and let go of Nathaniel, Nathaniel had fallen to the ground with a thud.
"Rob the anger, the cruelty in your eyes" ,Nathaniel laughed and returned to talking "You should have heard your wife beg when you ended the phone conversation."
Robert turned and back handed Nathaniel. The drugs were still in affect...I could feel them leaveing my body though. "You basterd...you killed them...you'll suffer."
Nathaniel layed on the ground looking at Robert and said with a killer look in his eyes, "Ya Robert I killed them because you got to close..." Nathaniel spit a little blood out. "But for now Robert I was just taking the credit for my work."
