Post by liz on May 30, 2012 15:37:47 GMT -5
IVE JUST SEEN A FACE
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James Christian Windsor![/color] [/size]
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I CANT FORGET THE TIME OR PLACE[/center][/color]
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WHERE WE'VE JUST MET, SHE'S THE GIRL FOR ME
AND I WANT ALL THE WORLD TO SEE WE'VE MET
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WHERE WE'VE JUST MET, SHE'S THE GIRL FOR ME
AND I WANT ALL THE WORLD TO SEE WE'VE MET
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FULL NAME:
NICKNAMES:
AGE:
BIRTHDATE:
GENDER:
BLOOD:
MEMBER GROUP:
YEAR
ORIENTATION:
AFFILATION:
WAND:
SPECIAL ABILITIES:
- CHARMS
- WANDLESS MAGIC
PETS:
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HAD IT BEEN ANOTHER DAY
I MIGHT HAVE LOOKED THE OTHER WAY
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HAD IT BEEN ANOTHER DAY
I MIGHT HAVE LOOKED THE OTHER WAY
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LIKES:
- BUTTERBEER
- ANYTHING HISTORICAL, HE LOVES THE CASTLE
- HOT WEATHER, SUNSHINE, ETC
- BEING VEGETARIAN
- LITERATURE
- CANDIES, PARTICUARLY PEPPERMINTS
- ANIMAL RIGHTS
DISLIKES:
- SNOW, COLD WEATHER, ETC
- MEAT EATING IN GENERAL
- MODERN CLOTHES, HE IS AN OLD SOUL
- TECHNOLOGY, HE EVEN PREFERS HORSEBACK RIDING OVER TRAINS.
- DRAMATIC SITUATIONS, UNNECESSARY ACTIONS
STRENGTHS:
- GENTLEMANLY, CHIVALROUS, CHARMING
- INTELLECTUAL, WITTY
- GENEROUS, KIND, SOFTSPOKEN
WEAKNESSES:
- FLYING, HE ISN'T VERY GOOD AT IT
- TRANSFIGURATION AND POTIONS
- MODERNISM
GOALS:
- TEACH AT HOGWARTS, GAIN HOH POSTITION
- TO GET MARRIED
BOGGART:
PATRONUS:
ERISED:
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
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AND I'D HAVE NEVER BEEN AWARE
BUT AS IT IS, I DREAM OF HER TONIGHT
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AND I'D HAVE NEVER BEEN AWARE
BUT AS IT IS, I DREAM OF HER TONIGHT
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HAIR DESCRIPTION:
EYE DESCRIPTION:
HEIGHT/WEIGHT:
BODY TYPE:
DISTINGUISHING FEATURE:
SCARS/MARKS
FACE CLAIM
OVERALL DESCRIPTION:
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FALLIN',
YES I AM FALLIN'
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FALLIN',
YES I AM FALLIN'
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BIRTHPLACE:
RESIDENCE:
PARENTS:
SIBLINGS:
IMPORTANT RELATIVES:
IMPORTANT PERSON:
OVERALL HISTORY:
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AND SHE KEEPS CALLIN'
ME BACK AGAIN
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AND SHE KEEPS CALLIN'
ME BACK AGAIN
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OOC NAME:
AGE:
EXPERIENCE:
OTHER CHARACTERS:
HOW DID YOU FIND US:
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:
She was dreaming. And endless black expanse stretched before her eyes. She had the feeling though that this was just a rather large room. Little lights ran the course of a path in front of her feet, which were now bare. She gathered the long, white tresses of the train of her dress, and started jogging, glancing behind her once before she resumed her pace forward, her blonde hair fanning out behind her. She felt as if someone were here, and her hearing picked up a faint noise of a heart beating, just a yard or two away. The little lights revealed a pair of feet, and the bottom half of legs, and a set of long, flowing, white wings set just behind them.
It was her father, Michael. A numbing sense of joy filled her heart, and she grinned largely, haven't physically seen her father in almost two years, but now the next question: why was he here? Was heaven directly intervening in her life now? Hello Daughter. Lily heard in her head, she didn't even flinch though, because she was used to this. "I have been fine, father. It is very good to see you." She knew better then to ask why he hadn't returned to see her in awhile. She ached to see him for real, dreasing when her dream would end. There is something I need to tell you Lillian, stay away from-
His statement was cut off, as she felt an intense cold sensation soak her head and hair. Her eyes flickered open, revealing twin burning pools of blue. "What the hell do you think you're doing? " She demanded, feeling legs underneath her shoulders, and a wet hand resting on her shoulder. She started to sit up, and her head began to spin, so she just closed her eyes and steadied herself. There were little droplets of wet spots scattered across her belly, and through it, her tan skin. This time she tried to sit up, she was successful, being able to sit up on her own, as she bagan to inspect her body for any injuries. It wouldn't really matter if they were there, because they would heal in a matter of minutes, but it was always good to catch a broken bone before it started to heal, so it could be properly set back into place.
The figure that was beside her, was blurred between her almost closed lashes. Male, definitely male. But who was he? More importantly what was he. She could see the tribal tattoos, and those were definitely attractive. "Who are you?" Lillian asked, and why had he saved her. The last thing she could remember was the dream, and just before that? The worst feeling in the worls. The pain was so immense, but at this moment, she didn't feel any of this pain at all. Maybe due to the fact that her body was slightly tingling.
Now, as she started to feel the realization creep over her, she could feel that she was ridiculously underdressed compared to him. As she opened her eyes a bit more, she could see his armor, and his oddly colored hair. It wasn't something she was used to seeing, because he was definitely not human, but she couldn't seem to gain a grasp on her senses of what he was. Turning her head slightly, she saw the wings, and gasped. Red and black wings. He wasn't heaven, and he wasnt hell. She didn't understand. But now that she looked, he was definitely angel. The tingling sensation increased, and she looked down at her arms. She seemed to be almost glowing, a pale golden color, but definitely luminescent.
It was her father, Michael. A numbing sense of joy filled her heart, and she grinned largely, haven't physically seen her father in almost two years, but now the next question: why was he here? Was heaven directly intervening in her life now? Hello Daughter. Lily heard in her head, she didn't even flinch though, because she was used to this. "I have been fine, father. It is very good to see you." She knew better then to ask why he hadn't returned to see her in awhile. She ached to see him for real, dreasing when her dream would end. There is something I need to tell you Lillian, stay away from-
His statement was cut off, as she felt an intense cold sensation soak her head and hair. Her eyes flickered open, revealing twin burning pools of blue. "What the hell do you think you're doing? " She demanded, feeling legs underneath her shoulders, and a wet hand resting on her shoulder. She started to sit up, and her head began to spin, so she just closed her eyes and steadied herself. There were little droplets of wet spots scattered across her belly, and through it, her tan skin. This time she tried to sit up, she was successful, being able to sit up on her own, as she bagan to inspect her body for any injuries. It wouldn't really matter if they were there, because they would heal in a matter of minutes, but it was always good to catch a broken bone before it started to heal, so it could be properly set back into place.
The figure that was beside her, was blurred between her almost closed lashes. Male, definitely male. But who was he? More importantly what was he. She could see the tribal tattoos, and those were definitely attractive. "Who are you?" Lillian asked, and why had he saved her. The last thing she could remember was the dream, and just before that? The worst feeling in the worls. The pain was so immense, but at this moment, she didn't feel any of this pain at all. Maybe due to the fact that her body was slightly tingling.
Now, as she started to feel the realization creep over her, she could feel that she was ridiculously underdressed compared to him. As she opened her eyes a bit more, she could see his armor, and his oddly colored hair. It wasn't something she was used to seeing, because he was definitely not human, but she couldn't seem to gain a grasp on her senses of what he was. Turning her head slightly, she saw the wings, and gasped. Red and black wings. He wasn't heaven, and he wasnt hell. She didn't understand. But now that she looked, he was definitely angel. The tingling sensation increased, and she looked down at her arms. She seemed to be almost glowing, a pale golden color, but definitely luminescent.
THIS FORM WAS MADE BY MISTRESS SNAKEY OF CAUTION PLEASE DO NORT REMOVE THIS PART.
SONG LYRICS ARE I'VE JUST SEEN A FACE BY THE BEATLES
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