Post by Dances During Night Showers on Dec 21, 2008 22:45:53 GMT -5
SHOWERS, during night dances
Full Name: Dances During Night Showers [Night Showers]
Human, Soul, or Soul inside a Host (if you choose Soul inside a Host be aware that you will be taken out and put into your own body soon): Soul
Age: 21
Sex: female
Personality:
Night Showers is very much a perfectionist, cleaning her neat house and rearranging things very often. Change is a need for Night Showers; she can't have the same thing for very long without it driving her crazy. This is why she has moved so many times from planet to planet. Many people find it hard to tolerate Night Showers, and this only increases her worries. Night Showers wants desperately for people to like her, but she doesn't really know how to make them. She worries constantly, which overpowers many of her nice features, like her deep passion for cleanliness and order. Night Showers is a complex person, with many layers to her spastic and crazy personality.
Appearance:
Night Showers has JET black hair, the kind of black that makes you wonder if it's really blue. In the light of the sun, it does look quite ethereal and sparkling blue. Her eyes are green with that usual silver rim around them, marking her as a Soul. She's proud of it, too. Her skin is fair, with a weird chai-tea color tinge to it. It is a very interesting color, making Night Showers look like she is one of those stereotypical aliens... Her physique is nice and muslced, but with grace, like a dancer. She stands at 5'6 tall and weighs around 130 lbs.
RP example:
((not really an RP, but I'm most proud of this history that I wrote on EHBOH))
Luire Sermlah was born in September of 1898, on a crisp, windy day. It was a Thursday, and as a child she was spoiled. Her father, Charles, or 'papa' in her own words, worked in the upper government of their small province. He made nice money, and spent everything he had on his girls. Britain was, in their area, friendly and sparkling. Well, usually there was cloud cover, but the residents treated it like it was sunny every day. Lurie and her beloved sister Emilee grew up with everything they wanted, until Luire was 13 and Emilee was 9. That particular day, Luire was at home helping her mother with her day's chores. Emilee had gone to work for the day with their father, because last month it had been Luire's turn, so now it was Emilee's. She knew something had gone amiss when her skin prickled and heartbeat picked up. Their father came home with a sick Emilee in his arms and tears in his eyes.
She died the next week, of liver and kidney failures. Charles had done everything possible to try and save her, but nothing would help. There was simply nothing any doctor could do. Luire cried and cried and cried, for the first couple of months. She and Emilee had been attached at the hip and loved each other's company more than themselves. This tragic event gave Luire a slice of humble pie, but also gave her a death wish.
Her mother and father tried to make things better, but nothing could help Luire. She was too far gone to be pulled back. All throughout her schooling (what little she received) she was quiet and disturbed in her mind, wanting out of this world and back into Emilee's. As she grew, something was amiss, and she never really grew quite right after Emilee.
When she was sixteen, in 1914, she had had enough. This world was too much and she couldn't keep the pain in any longer. Luire tore herself away from her parents and set off on what she thought was a death tour of Britain, but it turned out to be the exact opposite. A man, a regular old stranger who was deadly attractive, pulled her off to the side of the road in central London, with her bag over her shoulder and a non-caring attitude. She felt a leap in her heart as he took her face in his hands and stared at her, with huge, crimson eyes. But then, it was fear. What was he going to do?
Then, the man tied her hands behind her back and blindfolded her, taking her somewhere she would never know to venture back from. Luire was scared to death, and wondered what the hell she was thinking. The man, who's name he revealed was Luke, had her in his shop, in the top floor. It looked like a toy-makers shop. Wide-eyed Luire watched his as he smelled her up and down, touching her now and then. She wanted him to get it over with, whatever he was going to do to her. The distinct vision of tiny china-dolls haunts her still to this day, with their small black eyes and painted on smile.
All Luire remembered was the pain of his teeth and the hissing of his voice, but after that she blanked. When she woke up, she was lying on the side of a different road, apparently somewhere in Britain. Fearing what had happened to her, she felt the weird hunger in her stomach and the new and unfamiliar wind that was her soul. She was different, Luire knew that, but what she was she did not know.
It took her all of a week to figure out what had happened, and by then she had consumed more than a few humans. Luire had to get out of Britain, to erase the memories. So, Luire fled around the country of Europe. She eventually migrated to America and liked the sense of freedom, moving around from rainy state to rainy state. Currently, she lives in Forks as a crimson-eyed vampire.
History:
Night Showers spent most of her time on the Mists planet. Even as a Soul her memories are a bit foggy (hehee, get it, mists planet) but she knows now that she really did love it there. Maybe it was because everyone seemed to understand her. Or maybe it was just because she felt at one with the creepy weather. Now, on Earth, Night Showers works as a Seeker to control the native humans. She lives very near the four corners of Arizona, Colorada, New Mexico, and Utah, and since most of that area is desert, Night Showers works (when she isn't busy with her Seeker duties) as an Astronomer. Night Showers is naive, but is sure she doesn't want Earth to be run by humans anymore.
Celebrity look-alike: Camilla Belle
Full Name: Dances During Night Showers [Night Showers]
Human, Soul, or Soul inside a Host (if you choose Soul inside a Host be aware that you will be taken out and put into your own body soon): Soul
Age: 21
Sex: female
Personality:
Night Showers is very much a perfectionist, cleaning her neat house and rearranging things very often. Change is a need for Night Showers; she can't have the same thing for very long without it driving her crazy. This is why she has moved so many times from planet to planet. Many people find it hard to tolerate Night Showers, and this only increases her worries. Night Showers wants desperately for people to like her, but she doesn't really know how to make them. She worries constantly, which overpowers many of her nice features, like her deep passion for cleanliness and order. Night Showers is a complex person, with many layers to her spastic and crazy personality.
Appearance:
Night Showers has JET black hair, the kind of black that makes you wonder if it's really blue. In the light of the sun, it does look quite ethereal and sparkling blue. Her eyes are green with that usual silver rim around them, marking her as a Soul. She's proud of it, too. Her skin is fair, with a weird chai-tea color tinge to it. It is a very interesting color, making Night Showers look like she is one of those stereotypical aliens... Her physique is nice and muslced, but with grace, like a dancer. She stands at 5'6 tall and weighs around 130 lbs.
RP example:
((not really an RP, but I'm most proud of this history that I wrote on EHBOH))
Luire Sermlah was born in September of 1898, on a crisp, windy day. It was a Thursday, and as a child she was spoiled. Her father, Charles, or 'papa' in her own words, worked in the upper government of their small province. He made nice money, and spent everything he had on his girls. Britain was, in their area, friendly and sparkling. Well, usually there was cloud cover, but the residents treated it like it was sunny every day. Lurie and her beloved sister Emilee grew up with everything they wanted, until Luire was 13 and Emilee was 9. That particular day, Luire was at home helping her mother with her day's chores. Emilee had gone to work for the day with their father, because last month it had been Luire's turn, so now it was Emilee's. She knew something had gone amiss when her skin prickled and heartbeat picked up. Their father came home with a sick Emilee in his arms and tears in his eyes.
She died the next week, of liver and kidney failures. Charles had done everything possible to try and save her, but nothing would help. There was simply nothing any doctor could do. Luire cried and cried and cried, for the first couple of months. She and Emilee had been attached at the hip and loved each other's company more than themselves. This tragic event gave Luire a slice of humble pie, but also gave her a death wish.
Her mother and father tried to make things better, but nothing could help Luire. She was too far gone to be pulled back. All throughout her schooling (what little she received) she was quiet and disturbed in her mind, wanting out of this world and back into Emilee's. As she grew, something was amiss, and she never really grew quite right after Emilee.
When she was sixteen, in 1914, she had had enough. This world was too much and she couldn't keep the pain in any longer. Luire tore herself away from her parents and set off on what she thought was a death tour of Britain, but it turned out to be the exact opposite. A man, a regular old stranger who was deadly attractive, pulled her off to the side of the road in central London, with her bag over her shoulder and a non-caring attitude. She felt a leap in her heart as he took her face in his hands and stared at her, with huge, crimson eyes. But then, it was fear. What was he going to do?
Then, the man tied her hands behind her back and blindfolded her, taking her somewhere she would never know to venture back from. Luire was scared to death, and wondered what the hell she was thinking. The man, who's name he revealed was Luke, had her in his shop, in the top floor. It looked like a toy-makers shop. Wide-eyed Luire watched his as he smelled her up and down, touching her now and then. She wanted him to get it over with, whatever he was going to do to her. The distinct vision of tiny china-dolls haunts her still to this day, with their small black eyes and painted on smile.
All Luire remembered was the pain of his teeth and the hissing of his voice, but after that she blanked. When she woke up, she was lying on the side of a different road, apparently somewhere in Britain. Fearing what had happened to her, she felt the weird hunger in her stomach and the new and unfamiliar wind that was her soul. She was different, Luire knew that, but what she was she did not know.
It took her all of a week to figure out what had happened, and by then she had consumed more than a few humans. Luire had to get out of Britain, to erase the memories. So, Luire fled around the country of Europe. She eventually migrated to America and liked the sense of freedom, moving around from rainy state to rainy state. Currently, she lives in Forks as a crimson-eyed vampire.
History:
Night Showers spent most of her time on the Mists planet. Even as a Soul her memories are a bit foggy (hehee, get it, mists planet) but she knows now that she really did love it there. Maybe it was because everyone seemed to understand her. Or maybe it was just because she felt at one with the creepy weather. Now, on Earth, Night Showers works as a Seeker to control the native humans. She lives very near the four corners of Arizona, Colorada, New Mexico, and Utah, and since most of that area is desert, Night Showers works (when she isn't busy with her Seeker duties) as an Astronomer. Night Showers is naive, but is sure she doesn't want Earth to be run by humans anymore.
Celebrity look-alike: Camilla Belle
