Post by Angel Bennet on Feb 5, 2010 16:39:41 GMT -6
Angel Bennet
vitals
nick names = Angie
gender = female
age = 22
race = human
homeworld = Antheia
areas of skill = card games, singing, dancing.
preferred profession = employed by the Painted Lady.
starting location = The Underworld[/size][/ul]
visuals
hair = long, blonde, and silky
eyes = Her eyes are a clear blue, not misty or unfocused as blue eyes can tend to be, but intense, reflecting that she lives in the moment.
distinguishing features = Across her back, from one shoulder to the other, is a tattoo of a pair of wings, befitting to her namesake. She also has a rose tattoo on her neck, under her left ear.[/size][/ul]
personality
dislikes = cheats, cheap people, perverts, people who think what she’ll do for them on work hours counts as a relationship.
strengths = intelligent, brave, determined, curious.
weaknesses = intelligent, will do almost anything for money, curious, compulsive gambler, easily angered.
describe full personality = More than anything, Angel is a realist. She takes life as it comes and doesn’t waste time dreaming about what could have been, or will be. The way she sees it, everybody wants something, and in life it’s just a question of how far you’re willing to go. Angel likes money, which is part of why she does what she does, but when it comes to reasons for living, she’s in it for the excitement. She’s the kind of person who always wants to be where the action is, and there is certainly plenty of action in the Underworld. She’s more of a tomboy than anything else, but she knows how to use her body to get what she wants. She could have a lot of money saved by now, accept that she just can’t seem to save anything. The moment money’s in her hand she’s headed out to spend it on drinks, gambling and poker. [/size][/ul]
so the story begins...
Chapter 1: Manifest Destiny
Angel’s parents were both botanists who worked in Terra’s greenhouses, trying to produce food for the ever-growing planet. At about the same time that their daughter was conceived, Terra’s government started building small colonies on Antheia, offering cheap land for farmers. Eager to leave the smog of Terra behind and journey to a land of opportunity, and more importantly plants, the Bennets became some of Antheia's first human farmers.
Chapter 2: Rosebud
The little girl, Angel, was born and grew up on Antheia. An innocent little flower child, she was as much her parent’s daughter as that of the nearby communities of Centaurs and Fauns. From an early age she proved to be intelligent, quickly picking up music, astronomy, reading, and mathematics. Her parents also taught her science, though for some reason she found this subject more difficult than the others.
On Antheia, Angel experienced the sort of childhood that no human had had for hundreds of years. She ran through the ever-expansive forests and meadows, slept in the tall grasses, and drank water straight from the streams. She was a happy child, blossoming in the sun, but she also wanted more.
Chapter 3: In Bloom
Angel had always been adventurous, but as a child there had always been new woodland places to explore, new people to meet, new mountains to climb. By the time she was seventeen however, Angel was moody restless and bored. She wanted to go places, do things. It was also around this time that she finally began to notice the way boys looked at her. Over the next few years she slowly began to realize that she had a gift, a gift she might be able to use to finally seek her long awaited adventures.
Chapter 4: Break Free
It started when Steven landed on Antheia. To Angel, he was just another ship captain, come to stock up on supplies. It would have stayed that way, if not for the words he shouted at her as she left him with a bag of provisions. “Hey Kid! I’ll pay you to fik me!” Thirty seconds away from disappearing into the trees, the slim nineteen year old turned. “How much?”
Six months later she was boarding Steven’s ship with the rest of the crew, most of whom were grumbling that the captain had brought his squeeze along. While this was fairly accurate, Steven and Angel weren’t exactly on the same page about certain things. Steven never gave Angel any real work, but expected her to keep up a loyal relationship. Angel however, was aware of no such agreement between them. And that was where Lillian came in.
Chapter 5: Castaway
From the moment they met, things with Lillian were different. Angel slept with Steven because he paid her, but her skin tingled every time it brushed Lillian’s, every time they kissed electric sparks shot up her spine. Steven caught them a few days after landing on the Underworld, and kicked both girls off his ship. Lillan went to the nearest ship and got herself a new job in twenty minutes. Angel found her way to the Painted Lady, where she’s been ever since.
role play example =
He was back. Again. The tall scruffy man leaned against the wall, beckoning to Angel with one finger. Sighing, she walked over to him, hands on her hips. “Ah darling!” He breathed, the sound of his voice like fingernails on slate. “Every time we meet your beauty astounds me anew.” “Save the flattery for someone who cares.” She growled. Normally, she would not have been so rude to a prospective customer, but then, this guy wasn’t really a customer.
He wasn’t going to pay her. He never did. “Angel Baby,” He murmured, reaching for her, “You know you want me. Lets leave this place together.” Angel sighed, and said the same thing she’d always said, every single time. “I’m not your baby. I’m not going anywhere with you and I’m not doing anything with you unless you pay.” “Money can’t buy what we have together!” He was so melodramatic it was almost comical. “I need you Angel! I can’t sleep without you!” “Then pay and I’ll be happy to sleep with you.
No, she wouldn’t be happy to. But she’d do it. Money was money. “But Baby,” He reached for her and she took a step backward, “Love is priceless.” That was when she lost it. She could feel the heat of her anger right under her skin, as if her blood was truly boiling. She slapped the skinny man hard across the face. “This is not love. This is a game. A job. It’s fun, but it’s not love. Now get your sorry ass out of here and make way for the paying customers.”
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the real you
age = 14
how did you find us? = add on another site, which I then quit for this one. : )
any last words? = “Oh you have got to be kidding me!” Enchanted lol. And feel I must add, that this site rocks![/size][/ul][/font]
