Post by uniqueintent on Nov 6, 2008 15:23:08 GMT -5
The Basics;
[/center]Name: Crystal Ann Miller
Age: 17
House: I'd like to try Rosewood... =]]
Where you stand: Mutant. =]
What are you: Student..
Powers:
Shape-Shifting
Medium Ship
Conjuring
Enhanced Senses
Likes:
Suckers [you will find that she almost always has one.]
Dogs
Cats
Okayy, she likes all animals. =]
Umnn, eyeliner.
Snow.
Yeah, cigarettes. Shes a smoker. =[ lol
Nail polish.
Make-up && Hair straighteners.
Friendly people.
She likes to spy on ppl as well.
The color green and purple.
She likes to 'talk to the dead.'
She likes getting what she wants.
Dislikes:
The smell and Taste of coffee.
Frogs. [goes against the loves all animals.. lol]
Lier's.
Children.
Annoying spirits.
Rude and snotty people.
Carrots && or tofu.
Meat.
Eggs.
Anything animal killing. =]
Personality: She is mature for her age, and she finds it very hard to be bubbly. She loves to be nosy, and solve things. Her heart was broken once by the love of her life. [read about in history. =)] Shes quiet, and kind of anti social. You will probably find her up in a tree, or behind a bush reading or writing in her diary. Shes lovable when you get to know her, but she has no patience for rudeness. She is always smiling, despite the pain that eats away at her heart and soul everyday. Shes the girl who will lighten your day, even when she knows no one can do the same for her. Don't get mad if she looks at the world as a half empty perspective.
History: At the age of 5, Crystal could be seen playing with her best friend in the whole wide world. A 10 year old boy named Derek. No, no body approved, whats a 10 year old trouble maker doing with an innocent 5 year old anyway? Dispite her single mothers pleas to stop hanging around such a bad influence, Crystal could care less what her mother thought, even at the ripe old age of 5. =]. The years grew on and Derek was known as her protector by most of her friends. On her 10th birthday, he was the only one she invited. So she had a little crush on him. So what? Known to be the towns mischief, people would swear that every time he saw her he lit up and his hardcore edge softened, just for her. Even after he dropped out of school when Crystal was 11, she would be sitting in class when she heard a knock at the window. Looking over she would see him making funny faces at her through the plexicovered glass. Just a slight reminder that he was always with her and by her side. When Crystal turned 12, her mother passed away with cancer. Her world seemed to collapse, after all, she didn't have a father. But once again, Derek swooped in to save the day, taking her in when he himself was only 17. They grew closer when the years passed, until the day she turned 15.
It was a warm and sunny April day, and Crystal was sitting on the porch. She heard a noise behind her and looked up, and to her surprise, she saw her mother. Standing in the doorway smiling at her. So yeah, they talked. Talked each and everyday after that. Until the day Derek walked in and saw her talking to herself. He thought she was nuts, but then he remembered the article he saw on the Internet about 'Mutants'. 2 days later, after hours of interrogating Crystal, she confessed to 'being able to talk to the dead'. And that was the death of their friendship. He kicked her out, and on her 16th birthday didn't answer her phone calls. Her 17th birthday, she went back to his house to see him. & saw that he didn't live there anymore.
The Look;
[/center]General Appearance: Shortish, skinny, curvy. Black long lushes hair, and the most gorgeous green eyes. Always seen with a sucker in her mouth, and converses on her feet. Deep eyeliner, and black clothing was what she wore. And she always has a set in smile. =]
Celebrity Name: Ashley Simpson [black hair version] =]] lol
Celebrity Picture:
The Who;
[/center]OOC Name: Joz [Josie]
OOC Age: 14
The What;
[/center]Experience: bout' 3 years. =]]
Example:
She sighed as she turned of the black and white television set from her pink mattress set. Rolling over, Crystal set the remote on the bedside table. What was wrong with the world today anyway? Everything on TV was depressing. Sitting up, Crystal pulled her soft long black hair in front of her shoulders. What was she going to do today anyway?
She hadn't heard from her mother in days. Its not like her to not pop in. Crystal stood up and stretched. She thought that was a good cat nap. Pulling her Micky mouse shirt back down to cover her midriff that had been exposed when she stretched, Crystal walked over the her closet, and changed quickly.
Pajama's was not a good choice for snooping around and messing with people. She laughed slightly to herself as she pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans, and a faded gray sweatshirt. Slipping on her shoes, Crystal perked up a little at the smell of the bakery's apple pie drifting through her window. Hmmmn, apple pie. Crystal smiled while she put her hair up and closed the closet door.
She was kinda hungry, after all, she hadn't eaten in forever it seemed. Opening the door to her bedroom, she stepped out into her small 2 bedroom apartments hallway. Looking at herself in the mirror as she walked by the dresser, Crystal noticed her eye had gotten better. It was still a little pink, and swollen, but all together it was getting back to normal. That cat fight the other day was not what she had planned.
Gosh, Cats are terribly territorial. She sighed as she walked into the small kitchen. The soft carpet under her sore feet felt good to the touch. Apple Pie.
With a small poof, a warm steaming apple pie appeared in her hands, yum, breakfast. Crystal closed her blinds, and sat down on the small love seat to finish off her pie. What was she going to do today anyhow?
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