KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on Jun 1, 2005 8:35:49 GMT -5
Hey! i started this rp to have at least one set in modern day time! so, the year is 2005, but guess what! you can still be anything you want! have fun!! Name: Race:age:Apperance:Special powers:other:Name: Dúvaineth (known as Duva) Race: elven age: 500 (in high school, 12th year) Apperance: Though she wears normal high school clothes. she has the look of an elf, though she has tried all her life to hide it, so she can fit in. Special powers: can do a lot of magic other: she lives alone, but she has to keep moving, so no one gets suspicious. because she is still young (for elves) she looks too young to be out of high school, so she must attend a year or two everywhere she moves, until she grows old enough to go to college. she tries to keep her true race a secret, and she as done a good job so far.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jun 1, 2005 10:48:39 GMT -5
Name: Arvasary (called Arva or Ali) Race: Elven age: 750 in elven years, but appears as though in 12th grade Apperance: slender, tanned, muscular, jet black hair and golden eyes (she wears contacts to hide them sometimes), 5'2'' Special powers: Controls all elements- light, fire, wind, water, metal. Telepathic, telekinetic, etc. other: Lives by herself. is rather lonely. status- single (wouldn't mind being picked up)
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KiaraSiladhiel
Dunadan
What would you do to be happy? i know what i did.
Posts: 202
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Post by KiaraSiladhiel on Jun 2, 2005 10:40:24 GMT -5
She sighed as life bustled around her. she looked over at her friends, wondering what they would do when the get out of high school. leaning back against the post and looking over across the dying lawn her thoughts drifted away. her hand instinctivly went to her forehead. the headband she wore, every single day, was still there, as usual. it was a simple silver band, unnoticable for the most part, but it served a great purpouse. her short black hair fell over her brilliantly green eyes as she lost track of time.
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Post by Silmeriel on Jun 2, 2005 12:09:26 GMT -5
Ali curled up against the base of a towering oak, one hand resting on its bark. The tree was sharing all its memories with her.
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