Post by melcrinkle on Nov 30, 2011 13:28:24 GMT 1
Playby: (Liz Vicious (Just like her look, if that's ok?)
Name:(Elizabeth Van-Ghard)
Age: 18 - Pale complexion, very slim and slight build
Sex:Female
Sexual Orientation:Bisexual
Species: Human
Physical Description:Liz is 4'11" tall and very slight build. In a crowded room she is almost invisible and her voice thin and shrill. Almost boyish in shape she is weights little more than a child but her piercing eyes make people stop and stare. She dresses shabbily, almost goth-like but down to a lack of choice rather than deliberate design. Her hair is a variety of colours, changing whenever she gets the opportunity
Attitude: She has been told that her attitude stinks, but this is due to her lack of social skills rather than being angry or aggressive. Liz is very negative, thanks to her rough ride through life. She cares little for herself and doesn't worry about making herself look bad or falling out with people. Underneath is a hyper-sensitive soul, but unable to let her true character out as she battles to make her place in the world.
Abilities: She is physically weak, but cunning. She is easily scared, and fights this with outward aggressions. She plots and schemes to get her way, but fails with matters of the heart or emotion as she loses her cool too easily.
History: Brought up by her grandmother, Liz was an intelligent and well-mannered child. Her parents had split when she was 3 and her mother became an alcoholic, so she was taken in by her grandmother. When her Gran died, Liz was only 14 and she ran away to avoid being taken in by someone else. She fell into a life of drink and stealing to get by, making few real friends along the way and being used and manipulated by so many people that she lost faith in relationships of any kind. She has no self-esteem whatsoever and takes little pride in her appearance. Sleeping rough a lot of the time made her prone to travelling around, trying to avoid the dangers in the night. So far she has been lucky, probably due to her age, but now as a young adult woman, the dangers and temptations out there are getting nearer and nearer. She has become alcohol dependent and eats very little very rarely, and only craves stimulus that will ease the pain and pass the time. Liz has no long term ambitions, other than survival. Given the location, she accepts that she will not reach old age, and is only grateful for living one day at a time. She must do whatever it takes to survive, even at the cost of her physical wellbeing or mental state. Survival is all that counts.
Rule Code Word:polyamorous
Species Code Word:pudding
Rp Sample: The morning light sliced through the gap in the broken blinds that barely covered the filthy window of the burned out appartment block. The dust was visible in the air, and was the only dry thing in the room.
Liz raised her head, one eye slowly opening, staring into the gap in the window as light cut it's way into her head. "Ahhmmm....Man! Please give me a break!..." she stammered as she awoke after barely four hours sleep.
The floor was damp, and the strip of carpet and blanket that she had found had done little to stop the moisture coming through her clothes and onto her pale skin. It felt uncomfortable, like she had slept in the rain. She shivered as the sensation covered her body.
There were barely any clothes next to her. She wasn't sure where her jacket had gone. Maybe she had lost it the night before, or swapped it for a bottle of something to pass the night. She couldn't remember.
Liz got up and walked barefoot across the floor to find her boots. She had no socks and made a vain attempt to clean her feet with a brush of the hand before sliding each shoe on in turn. How many more nights she could stay here undiscovered she had no idea. It was time to get some money, a job, some way of getting by. Maybe bar work, maybe even a dancer or stripper, she cared not, but she would have to steal some better clothes first or nobody would give her a second chance looking like this....
