Post by jada on Jan 27, 2008 16:56:28 GMT -5
Name: Cadence or Cad/Cadi for short
Age:22
Race:human
Physical Description: She has red hair, and green eyes. She is thin, muscular, and powerful. she weighs 120 pounds and is 5'5".
Personality: Curious. Freakishly curious. gets into a lot of trouble. she is a rouge. Willing to kill, lie, cheat, and decieve her way through things to get what she wants. She's a bad girl who could care less about anyone.
She's not the typer of person who has "friends". She is the type of person who uses people who are weaker then her, and idolizes the people above her. she for the most part is a loner, but wouldn't mind company if it came along, but she definatly won't go seeking out people to talk to, she doesn't need that. She needs anything that gives her an adrenilin rush, and keeps her on her toes. She's always ready to stir up trouble and have a little fun
History: She had her mother and Father. They are still alive and happy somewhere, but she doesn't care anymore.
Her parents decided they only wanted one child. One perfect beautiful child that they could raise to be happy and have a good life. They had their one child. Cadence. They knew her name meant rhythm. They wanted her life to be perfect and in rhythm, but her parents weren't prepared for the trouble they gave birth too.
Cadi didn't want to live the perfect life her parents were giving to her. It was too easy, too boreing, and too predictable. She wanted danger, risk, and excitment. She didn't care who or what she risked in the process as long as she was happy in the end.
Stealing, lieing, and stalking have always always been Cadi's best qualities. Her parents quickly tried to fix things. To make life more of a challenge for their only child, but it was too late. Cadi had already had a taste of the joys of fearlessness. She had tasted danger and thought it was fun not careless. So she left. Ran away from her home when she was 15 and her parents never came looking for her.
Now she is out in the world on her own, living freely. Stealing when she needs money or food. Living life on the edge the way she sees fit. And living her life in everything but order and rhythm.
Age:22
Race:human
Physical Description: She has red hair, and green eyes. She is thin, muscular, and powerful. she weighs 120 pounds and is 5'5".
Personality: Curious. Freakishly curious. gets into a lot of trouble. she is a rouge. Willing to kill, lie, cheat, and decieve her way through things to get what she wants. She's a bad girl who could care less about anyone.
She's not the typer of person who has "friends". She is the type of person who uses people who are weaker then her, and idolizes the people above her. she for the most part is a loner, but wouldn't mind company if it came along, but she definatly won't go seeking out people to talk to, she doesn't need that. She needs anything that gives her an adrenilin rush, and keeps her on her toes. She's always ready to stir up trouble and have a little fun
History: She had her mother and Father. They are still alive and happy somewhere, but she doesn't care anymore.
Her parents decided they only wanted one child. One perfect beautiful child that they could raise to be happy and have a good life. They had their one child. Cadence. They knew her name meant rhythm. They wanted her life to be perfect and in rhythm, but her parents weren't prepared for the trouble they gave birth too.
Cadi didn't want to live the perfect life her parents were giving to her. It was too easy, too boreing, and too predictable. She wanted danger, risk, and excitment. She didn't care who or what she risked in the process as long as she was happy in the end.
Stealing, lieing, and stalking have always always been Cadi's best qualities. Her parents quickly tried to fix things. To make life more of a challenge for their only child, but it was too late. Cadi had already had a taste of the joys of fearlessness. She had tasted danger and thought it was fun not careless. So she left. Ran away from her home when she was 15 and her parents never came looking for her.
Now she is out in the world on her own, living freely. Stealing when she needs money or food. Living life on the edge the way she sees fit. And living her life in everything but order and rhythm.
' Bloody heck, two jobs and a BUNCH of kerfuffle later, and I'm back AGAIN.