Post by Maya Welsh on Dec 28, 2010 19:51:18 GMT -5
*MAYA WELSH*:: is presented by
*Iz*, who's been roleplaying for *4,5* *years* and is *18* years old. (Optional) *Iz* also plays *no one else. yet*.
*Iz*, who's been roleplaying for *4,5* *years* and is *18* years old. (Optional) *Iz* also plays *no one else. yet*.
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NA Standard Entry Of Data ◊
The birth certificate reads Maya Rose Welsh
But You Better Call Me By Ro, Rosie, May
I've Seen the World For 250, give it or take
But I Look As Young As early twenties
As I've Been Around Since October 5th
Making Myself Known As n/a
But Secretly I Classify As A Vampire
When You Look Beneath The Cloak, You're Sure To Find female
My Preference To Kiss Beneath The Sky whatever sexual
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NMirror, Mirror On This Wall ◊
Don't Judge Me When I Reveal 126 lbs
As Tall As I May Be I'll Never Touch The Moon 5'3''
The Windows To The Soul golden brown
Don't You Wish To Run Your Fingers Through? brown
I Wear To Make A Statement whatever she feels like
The Mark Of Years Is A Badge the saying 'a prayer for the wild at hear, kept in cages' on her right wrist and 'self-pity' on her left wrist, a chinese-style tiger on her back
The Weapon of Choice guns! got to love them
So What If We Look Alike? Eliza Dushku
Standing at approximately 5'3'', Maya isn't the tallest person in this world (or a person, for that matter), but that really doesn't get in her way. Her hair is of a dark brown color, having reddish and light brown highlights. It's normally wavy, but she often changes the way it's styled to match her mood. Her eyes are of an amber color, and if you were to ask her, she would say they are the feature she likes the best. Body-wise, she's not someone that'll go easily unnoticed, as she has a pretty decent figure, if she may say so herself. As far as clothing goes, Maya is seen in almost anything, as she isn't very picky. She does have a thing for vintage clothing, although most of the times she will wear modern clothes. As to colors, she goes for the darker ones, not being to fond of bright colors. In her words, that makes her feel like she is some walking neon sing.
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N What I've Done Is Not Your Concern ◊
Where I've Made My Home London, England
Where I've Come To Stay Novus Spes
If one were to ask Maya about her life before she was turned, she would answer that she had only started to live after she died. This, of course, isn't the complete truth, although she is very glad she got to live this much. However, it's safe to assume she isn't very fond of what she is, despite all the good things (as she likes to call them) that came with it. All in all, Maya won't speak much about her human years, claiming she has forgotten it. Again, this isn't the complete truth, even though she wishes it was.
Here's what is known about her human life...
She was born in England into a wealthy family. There's not much to say about her parents' history. Both of them came from influential families, and their relationship was pretty much approved by all. So they got married and shortly after and had a baby. Her mother loved her to death, and she made sure her little girl had everything she wanted. She grew up in a mansion with lots of servants around her and if she wanted something all she had to do was ask. However, their parents made sure she'd get a proper education, and she was tutored from an early age.
She lived this blissful life until she was almost twenty, and then, things started to change. There had been several rumours of strange attacks happening around the area where she was living. Most people where scared, but Maya had never really paid much attention to it, feeling she had nothing to worry about. Little did she know what was going to happen to her.
One night, she was awoken by the sound of screaming in her household, and this time, if she says she doesn't remember it's the most honest truth. The last thing she remembers about that night was seeing someone in the living room, because after that, she blacked out. When she woke up, there was a stranger sitting on her living room. A vampire, according to what he told her. And he seemed to have taken quite a liking for her, as he had decided to turn her. Of course, Maya didn't take the news too well, as it would be expected, so what did she do, you may ask? She ran, of course. And we all know that's not the smartest thing to do when you're a new vampire, but Maya didn't believe it. Of course that little stunt almost got her killed, but she wasn't that lucky.
What did she do next, you ask? Oh, that's easy. She took things the easy way, resigning herself to her new condition. It may seem a strange thing to say, but she was quite good at it. There was only one thing bothering her. She was stuck with the same person who had killed her family and turned her into a vampire. However, she solved that problem by running away. Of course she knew it wasn't the best of plans, but she also knew she wasn't strong enough to kill him. So far, things have been working out pretty well for her. Either she's very good at keeping herself hidden or he just didn't bother to look for her.
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N Take a Look Under The Hood ◊
Rose is usually a quiet person, and by quiet I mean, she literally doesn’t like to talk that much. However, she has absolutely no problems when it comes to voice her own opinions and thoughts, if the moment calls for it. She is the kind of person that will deal with the problems rationally and logically, but she isn’t that much interested in theories or concepts unless she sees a practical use for them. There’s a big deal of curiosity in her, especially when it comes to the mechanical aspects of things. She loves to learn how things work.
Even with the usual quiet façade she pulls, Rose has a very adventurous spirit, being interested activities that are full of adrenaline. She loves the action, and for most things, she is actually fearless. I mean, who wouldn't, being immortal and all. This connects to another part of her, she is a very independent person that likes to have her own space and make her own decisions. And with this comes one of the main negative aspects of her being, she doesn’t really believe in rules, and usually has a hard time following them. This happens because, in her mind, all the rules she would have to follow would make it hard to ‘do her own thing’. Another not so good thing that comes from her adventurous spirit is that Rose gets bored very easily. Despite this unwillingness to follow the rules, she is highly loyal to her causes and beliefs. And even thought she doesn’t really follow rules imposed by others, she lives by a very strict code of conduct and nearly never strays from it.
She really doesn’t like to make judgments based on her own values, feeling that any sort of judgment must be made impartially, based on hard fact. This often makes her disregard how much she affects others, and she tries her best not to pay much attention to her own feelings, most of the times completely ignoring them or simply doubting of them. However, most of the times, this disregard for her feelings makes her bottle things up and eventually she’ll blow up, having a sudden outburst or anger or a panic attack. After this kind of situations happen, she usually goes through a very gloomy phase, starting to doubt of everything, especially of her own capacities.
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N Just Move ◊
Can't beat me at
Singing
Stealth (she had to keep herself well hidden)
Quick thinking
Though you may win at
moody
doesn't take no for an answer
perfectionist
her strength is lower than the average
her height is a drawback in a fight (hence her love for guns)
I Like
+ Sweets
+ Coffee
+ Sports
+ Learning how things work
+ Scary Stories
+ Fast Food
+ Her iPod
+ Sunflowers
+ Snow
+ Thunderstorms
+ Swimming
+ Night
+ A good horror novel
+ Exploring
+ Sleeping in
I Don't
- Sunny days (who would've guessed?)
- Hot days
- Being told what to do
- Being in one place for long
- Being quiet
- Being alone
- Strong scents
- Dark waters
- Being caught doing something she shouldn't
- Pricks
- Crawling bugs
- Flowers (most of them, she finds them creepy)
- Loosing
- Being too Busy
- Mondays
- Early mornings
But Keep Away
clowns - she is terrified of them, even though she won't admit it (more like she'll make a small correction of her course if she happens to find one in her path). In fact, the whole concept of masks (those who physically cover your face, of course) seems to bother her.
dark water - even though she loves to swim, Blue can't stand being closed or swim in (especially swim in) waters where she can't see the bottom. She's always afraid something will grab her.
Any Special Talents amazing weapon handling skills?
Extra n/a
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N Show and Tell ◊
The situation was getting old, and the female should have seen it coming, but she was bored. A sigh escaped blood red lips as matching fingernails were tapped against the surface of the table she was sitting at. In front of her, a steaming cup of coffee - black as hell, strong as death and sweet as love, as the Turkish would say - and a piece of pie stared at her in a dull fashion, begging to be consumed. Now there was something she wasn't ready to give up, human food. And caffeine, that too. Sure it wasn't a nutritive as blood, or as tasty, but still, there were plenty of delicious foods she wasn't planning on giving up. Picking up a fork, the female vampire took a piece of the pie and took it to her mouth. Delicious as always.
Still, the fact she was getting delicious food in her system didn't change the fact that she was bored. Nowadays, boredom seemed to rule her life - or death as you prefer - and nothing she did seemed to alter that. Not even (and the thought had gotten her worried) hunting. Yes, not even the best thing she could do was good enough to ease her boredom. And she didn't find the situation the least bit amusing. As the thrill seeking person she was, she needed some adrenaline to get her going, and if anything, the last few days had been slow.
Maybe she coud... nah. Then... no. Or maybe even... no, definitely not that. The idea of jumping of a cliff and see what happened was becoming more and more tempting with each passing moment, but she wasn't in the mood to risk damaging her clothes. Another sigh escaped her lips as another piece of pie was chewed and the female became immersed in the people around her. In all those years she'd been around, humankind hadn't changed much. Well, clothing and technology-wise there had been loads of changes, but, all in all, people remained the same. And that was, as one could expect, boring.
Resting her chin on her hand, the female pondered. Who did a girl have to kill to have some fun around here?
Still, the fact she was getting delicious food in her system didn't change the fact that she was bored. Nowadays, boredom seemed to rule her life - or death as you prefer - and nothing she did seemed to alter that. Not even (and the thought had gotten her worried) hunting. Yes, not even the best thing she could do was good enough to ease her boredom. And she didn't find the situation the least bit amusing. As the thrill seeking person she was, she needed some adrenaline to get her going, and if anything, the last few days had been slow.
Maybe she coud... nah. Then... no. Or maybe even... no, definitely not that. The idea of jumping of a cliff and see what happened was becoming more and more tempting with each passing moment, but she wasn't in the mood to risk damaging her clothes. Another sigh escaped her lips as another piece of pie was chewed and the female became immersed in the people around her. In all those years she'd been around, humankind hadn't changed much. Well, clothing and technology-wise there had been loads of changes, but, all in all, people remained the same. And that was, as one could expect, boring.
Resting her chin on her hand, the female pondered. Who did a girl have to kill to have some fun around here?
