Evelyn Porter
Jul 28, 2013 23:08:52 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2013 23:08:52 GMT -5
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Name: Evelyn porter
Age: 15
Gender: female
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: Obscuring objects from the unwary.
Physical Description: She is thin, with pale skin, and a thin build. She has light blue eyes, with light blonde hair. She tries to dress elegantly, with a hint of her own style. Eve can come off as quite at first, but if threatened she is not afraid to protect herself like she has been doing sense she was young. She can sometimes come off as a snob, and she has her own sense of dry humor, and sarcasm.
Personality: Eve is a child genius. She is smarter then most of the top scientists in the world. She can do very complicated mathematical equations in her mind, and much more. Eve usually will tell the truth to people, and can't really tell when she's made someone upset or why. She is very sarcastic, and has a dry sense of humor. Eve likes to think through problems and find a solution. She is also Terrified of small spaces. Eve dreams of using her intelligence to help keep people safe, and solve problems bigger then any one could dream of. She is really good under pressure, but she thinks better when people are quite, so don't be surprised if she shushes you in mid sentence.
History: Evelyn didn't have a great family. Evelyn's dad and mom were childhood sweethearts who got married the first chance they had. When her mom found out she was pregnant with Evelyn, they were both eccentric with joy. On December 25th Christmas day, Evelyn was born, only her mother died during birth. Ever sense that day Eve's father blamed her for what happened to her mother. He never really smiled ever again, and to stop the pain of losing his childhood love, he turned to alcohol, and would beat Eve in rages. When Eve was six she had had enough of her abuse and ran away from home. She learned to pick pocket the very next day without getting noticed, and has been Obscuring objects from the unwary ever sense. She lives in the Attic of local performing arts theater, and loves to watch the productions from the rafters.
Addition Medical Information: Afraid of small spaces, and is OCD.
RP Sample: Easy pickings
A strand of sunlight escaped from a hole in the roof and hit Eve's still sleeping face. She opened both eyes, to see the blue sky shining through her makeshift window ( a hole) in the ceiling. She stood up and folded her blanket, neatly putting it in the corner with her other things. She grabbed her brush, that she collected from one of the make up tables below her, and started brushing her tangled blonde hair.
She finally finished brushing the snarls out of her hair, and looked into a broken piece of glass on her wall that she used as a mirror. Satisfied she set down her brush and went over to her cloths that were stacked in a neat pile next to where she slept. She held each piece of "borrowed clothing" up to her torso to see what she would wear that day. She held up a jean jacket, and put it on over her red shirt. She put on a pair of converse and went over to her door, a hatch in the floor. She lifted it open a crack to see if anyone was up below her. Sure enough there was. She closed the hatch again and walked over to her other door, her makeshift window. She pulled herself through, and ended on top of the roof. She walked to the edge and looked down at the people passing below. She walked to the other side and looked down into a alley way below. She did a few quick calculations in her head, and jumped off the roof, landing on top of a fire escape, then a metal garbage can, rolling to end up on her feet unharmed.
She walked out of the alley way taking a quick left to make it look like she knew where she was going. Her eyes scanned the people going by, looking for her next victim. She noticed a man in his late thirties talking on the phone, across the street. She ran to where the man was and bumped into him, pretending to almost fall over in the process. " Oh I'am so sorry sir! I'am rather clumsy. Please Forgive me?" The man paused for a second, then continued on his way down the street yelling at her from across his shoulder. " Just don't let it happen again kid!" Smirking, Eve turned around and started walking to a cafe near town square. She took out the wallet she had taken from her unsuspecting victim. " This is getting to easy."
Name: Evelyn porter
Age: 15
Gender: female
Species: Human
Planet of Origin: Earth
Occupation: Obscuring objects from the unwary.
Physical Description: She is thin, with pale skin, and a thin build. She has light blue eyes, with light blonde hair. She tries to dress elegantly, with a hint of her own style. Eve can come off as quite at first, but if threatened she is not afraid to protect herself like she has been doing sense she was young. She can sometimes come off as a snob, and she has her own sense of dry humor, and sarcasm.
Personality: Eve is a child genius. She is smarter then most of the top scientists in the world. She can do very complicated mathematical equations in her mind, and much more. Eve usually will tell the truth to people, and can't really tell when she's made someone upset or why. She is very sarcastic, and has a dry sense of humor. Eve likes to think through problems and find a solution. She is also Terrified of small spaces. Eve dreams of using her intelligence to help keep people safe, and solve problems bigger then any one could dream of. She is really good under pressure, but she thinks better when people are quite, so don't be surprised if she shushes you in mid sentence.
History: Evelyn didn't have a great family. Evelyn's dad and mom were childhood sweethearts who got married the first chance they had. When her mom found out she was pregnant with Evelyn, they were both eccentric with joy. On December 25th Christmas day, Evelyn was born, only her mother died during birth. Ever sense that day Eve's father blamed her for what happened to her mother. He never really smiled ever again, and to stop the pain of losing his childhood love, he turned to alcohol, and would beat Eve in rages. When Eve was six she had had enough of her abuse and ran away from home. She learned to pick pocket the very next day without getting noticed, and has been Obscuring objects from the unwary ever sense. She lives in the Attic of local performing arts theater, and loves to watch the productions from the rafters.
Addition Medical Information: Afraid of small spaces, and is OCD.
RP Sample: Easy pickings
A strand of sunlight escaped from a hole in the roof and hit Eve's still sleeping face. She opened both eyes, to see the blue sky shining through her makeshift window ( a hole) in the ceiling. She stood up and folded her blanket, neatly putting it in the corner with her other things. She grabbed her brush, that she collected from one of the make up tables below her, and started brushing her tangled blonde hair.
She finally finished brushing the snarls out of her hair, and looked into a broken piece of glass on her wall that she used as a mirror. Satisfied she set down her brush and went over to her cloths that were stacked in a neat pile next to where she slept. She held each piece of "borrowed clothing" up to her torso to see what she would wear that day. She held up a jean jacket, and put it on over her red shirt. She put on a pair of converse and went over to her door, a hatch in the floor. She lifted it open a crack to see if anyone was up below her. Sure enough there was. She closed the hatch again and walked over to her other door, her makeshift window. She pulled herself through, and ended on top of the roof. She walked to the edge and looked down at the people passing below. She walked to the other side and looked down into a alley way below. She did a few quick calculations in her head, and jumped off the roof, landing on top of a fire escape, then a metal garbage can, rolling to end up on her feet unharmed.
She walked out of the alley way taking a quick left to make it look like she knew where she was going. Her eyes scanned the people going by, looking for her next victim. She noticed a man in his late thirties talking on the phone, across the street. She ran to where the man was and bumped into him, pretending to almost fall over in the process. " Oh I'am so sorry sir! I'am rather clumsy. Please Forgive me?" The man paused for a second, then continued on his way down the street yelling at her from across his shoulder. " Just don't let it happen again kid!" Smirking, Eve turned around and started walking to a cafe near town square. She took out the wallet she had taken from her unsuspecting victim. " This is getting to easy."