Post by xx.Jocelyn on Nov 8, 2006 5:28:02 GMT -5
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Name: Jane Bennet - Miss Bennet as she prefers.
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Status: None
Affiliation: Fealty to the Monarchy
Appearance: Jane has a gorgeous, gold curls for hair, and a slender, slim body. Her skin is as soft as a baby's, and her eyes are deep dark brown. Her lips are the most gorgeous and plump lips there are, a baby pink, soft and devine. Between 5 and 5.5 feet, she is a delicate height. Over all, Jane is just beautiful. Any man would desire her. She has a birthmark on her thigh, but it is not visible underneathe her many gowns that she chooses to wear. Her fingers a long and delicate, her hands small and dainty. Her long eyelashes reach out to the sun that blessed her, and her thin eye brows arew always turned in happiness. She's like the sun fairy - so beautiful and bright, it's hard to imagine.
Personality: Jane is as delicate as she looks. Respect is a must for her, and she shows a lot of it. She curtsies at any figure who is the slightest statistic higher than her, especially men. Thats her downfall, she loves men. She's very curious, and knows when a man desires her. That's when she chooses to pounce. There is one thing she doesn't believe in though - arranged marriages. But she has not the courage to face up and say no to rules that she thinks are unjust. It just frightens her to think of the consequences that could occur. She also rides side saddle, on her horse Giavanni, the pure Lusitano that she prizes. Yes, as you may have gathered, Jane had a rich childhood - she was almost spoilt... but not entirely.
Strengths: Jane can turn a man to her, with a simple flutter of her eyelashes. She has the power (no, not magic) to make a man love her by just the swish of her dress. She's very kind, and willing, respectful and sweet, and knows her place. Jane will not pushthers around, rather be free and carefree. Happiness drifts over her like the forever bright sun in the periwinkle blue sky of her life.
Weaknesses: Jane can get a bit too thingyy when she entices men, but that is rare. She has no experience with weaponry, except for a small dagger she hides in the folds of her dress. She has never used it though - she has always been to frightened. Jane can get a little too frightened, and often lets other's over shadow her. She just doesn't have the courage to speak out and let herself be known.
Magic: Jane has the power to heal others greatly and her power is very strong, but she also has the power to kill... a power she hasn't discovered yet.
Weaponary Skills: None, except for a dagger she keeps.
Character History: Jane was born in a nobleman's home, treated well, brought up to respect and soon sent off to earn some scrapings. While she was doing so, she met some interesting people, people who changed her personality through experiences with them. Jane met a young man, Arod de Barker. The two were together for quite some time, but because he was at a much higher level than her, she could never marry. After a few months, he told her they could never be together. Although Jane has tried to ignore this, she can never forget the scar he left on her heart.
Sample RP:
Jane cried out in happiness as she danced with a man she had only recently met. Her friend, Elizabeth, danced with another, before joining her at a dinner table in the corner. The two couldn't stop giggling as they watched the two order a rum from the counter. Jane managed to calm herself, but couldn't wipe the smile off her face. He's divine isn't he! Elizabeth giggled and nodded. What about him? she replied, pointing to the man she had danced with. Of course, but Sir Darcy... he's just delicious! Elizabeth banged her head on the table, laughing. Suddenly the pub door swung open, letting the winter snow blow in, sending a chill down Jane's spine. But what entered the bar was worse. Three tall soldiers with swords ready approached the bar tender with a looming feel. Jane froze and clutched Elizabeth's hands, fear washing over her like a tidal wave. They stood still for what seemed like eternity, their swords pointed towards the bar tender. Suddenly, they laughed out loud and sheathed their swords. You big yellow lizard! Gimme a rum! The bar tender, realising they were joking, was still shaking as he poured the rum. It took a while for the bar to get back in shape, but soon, everyone was dancing and laughing again. Jane let out a gigglesnort and continued to talk with Elizabeth, who began to start laughing as well.
Name: Jane Bennet - Miss Bennet as she prefers.
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Status: None
Affiliation: Fealty to the Monarchy
Appearance: Jane has a gorgeous, gold curls for hair, and a slender, slim body. Her skin is as soft as a baby's, and her eyes are deep dark brown. Her lips are the most gorgeous and plump lips there are, a baby pink, soft and devine. Between 5 and 5.5 feet, she is a delicate height. Over all, Jane is just beautiful. Any man would desire her. She has a birthmark on her thigh, but it is not visible underneathe her many gowns that she chooses to wear. Her fingers a long and delicate, her hands small and dainty. Her long eyelashes reach out to the sun that blessed her, and her thin eye brows arew always turned in happiness. She's like the sun fairy - so beautiful and bright, it's hard to imagine.
Personality: Jane is as delicate as she looks. Respect is a must for her, and she shows a lot of it. She curtsies at any figure who is the slightest statistic higher than her, especially men. Thats her downfall, she loves men. She's very curious, and knows when a man desires her. That's when she chooses to pounce. There is one thing she doesn't believe in though - arranged marriages. But she has not the courage to face up and say no to rules that she thinks are unjust. It just frightens her to think of the consequences that could occur. She also rides side saddle, on her horse Giavanni, the pure Lusitano that she prizes. Yes, as you may have gathered, Jane had a rich childhood - she was almost spoilt... but not entirely.
Strengths: Jane can turn a man to her, with a simple flutter of her eyelashes. She has the power (no, not magic) to make a man love her by just the swish of her dress. She's very kind, and willing, respectful and sweet, and knows her place. Jane will not pushthers around, rather be free and carefree. Happiness drifts over her like the forever bright sun in the periwinkle blue sky of her life.
Weaknesses: Jane can get a bit too thingyy when she entices men, but that is rare. She has no experience with weaponry, except for a small dagger she hides in the folds of her dress. She has never used it though - she has always been to frightened. Jane can get a little too frightened, and often lets other's over shadow her. She just doesn't have the courage to speak out and let herself be known.
Magic: Jane has the power to heal others greatly and her power is very strong, but she also has the power to kill... a power she hasn't discovered yet.
Weaponary Skills: None, except for a dagger she keeps.
Character History: Jane was born in a nobleman's home, treated well, brought up to respect and soon sent off to earn some scrapings. While she was doing so, she met some interesting people, people who changed her personality through experiences with them. Jane met a young man, Arod de Barker. The two were together for quite some time, but because he was at a much higher level than her, she could never marry. After a few months, he told her they could never be together. Although Jane has tried to ignore this, she can never forget the scar he left on her heart.
Sample RP:
Jane cried out in happiness as she danced with a man she had only recently met. Her friend, Elizabeth, danced with another, before joining her at a dinner table in the corner. The two couldn't stop giggling as they watched the two order a rum from the counter. Jane managed to calm herself, but couldn't wipe the smile off her face. He's divine isn't he! Elizabeth giggled and nodded. What about him? she replied, pointing to the man she had danced with. Of course, but Sir Darcy... he's just delicious! Elizabeth banged her head on the table, laughing. Suddenly the pub door swung open, letting the winter snow blow in, sending a chill down Jane's spine. But what entered the bar was worse. Three tall soldiers with swords ready approached the bar tender with a looming feel. Jane froze and clutched Elizabeth's hands, fear washing over her like a tidal wave. They stood still for what seemed like eternity, their swords pointed towards the bar tender. Suddenly, they laughed out loud and sheathed their swords. You big yellow lizard! Gimme a rum! The bar tender, realising they were joking, was still shaking as he poured the rum. It took a while for the bar to get back in shape, but soon, everyone was dancing and laughing again. Jane let out a gigglesnort and continued to talk with Elizabeth, who began to start laughing as well.
