Post by Missy on Jul 22, 2008 5:03:28 GMT -5
Character Name: Missy Rockwell[/b] a deep, husky voice echoed. She knew that voice... it belonged whats-his-name. She looked up, even though she couldn't see. She pulled herself out of his arms, "Thanks for catching me..." she said softly, somewhat fazzled.
Age: 17 years
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual (just for the record)
Height: 5'4"
General Appearance: Missy is thin, and somewhat short compared to others (only 5'4" after all). She has dark brown hair, that when it is down from it's normal, pulled back position, it reaches her mid back. She has striking blue/purple(it changes in different lights) eyes. She has fair skin, contrasting her dark hair quite nicely.
Personality: Missy is the kind of person to whom the biggest torture is doing nothing. She's constantly in motion, very rarely does she take time to just breathe. It is on these rare occasions, that she enjoys herself the most, however. She doesn't like people to know this about her, but she does enjoy relaxing (there is a big difference between doing this and not doing anything) She enjoys the quiet, finding it's at the times when everything is quiet, she can let her guard down for a few moments.
Missy is a very happy go lucky kind of person, she very rarely looks at things with a pesimistic attitude. She has always seen the glass half full, even without seeing the glass. She is a very kind person, always putting the needs of others before her own. She doesn't lke being fussed over because of her "handicap".
Missy is a social butterfly. She is constantly getting invitations to parties, and she can't stand to not be involved in a social situation. This doesn't mean she's the center of attention either, but simply rather someone everyone around her seems to enjoy. Whenever she does get social attention, it was purely a mistake, at least in Missy's point of veiw.
History: Missy was born into a small, country side, run of the mill family. Her parents were devistated to learn that their girl was born blind. It wasn't until she was four that she realized just how difficult that the life ahead of her would be. Her parents often made the commute to Narnia (it is here she made most of her friends) to make sure that Missy was supplied the best medical treatment possible. Everyone seemed to think of her incapability to see as a curse and a handicap. Missy on the other hand, saw it as a blessing in disguise, figuring that she never had to see the crulties of humanity. While she is blind, she was taught a good work ethic, and has all of the rest of her senses heightened. She was taught skill with swordplay, her parents thought it would be a good way to make sure that she wasn't taken advantage of. She seems to have the abilitiy to sense things around her as well, even in new and foriegn enviornments.
Pb: Alexis Bledel
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Lives in: Archenland; but visits her friends in Narnia quite often... she's only in Archenland a few days of the week, and it's only to get some R&R.
Rp Example: Missy stumbled around her friend's living room, hitting her legs on countless items, of god-knows-what's. If she were any normal person, she could blame her lack of grace on the fact that the lights were out. But no, she was blind, she couldn't exactally use that as an excuse. She lauged at her stupidity, before cursing at what ever she had gammed her leg into. "This is why I don't drink" she told herself, curisng whats-his-name for convincing her to have a few glasses of wine.
Sure she wasn't drunk but the alcohol had intoxicated her enough. She had gone to lay down because she hadn't been feeling so well, but once she had laid down, she was missing the party. She had finally gotten to the door, and she fiddled with the door knob for a few seconds, before gently swinging the door open.
She walked out, into the main hallway, stopping every few steps, trying to keep her composure. She would have kept her grace, had there not been a puddle of wine lying right in her path. Of course the girl ended up slipping on the wine. Thankfully she was not sent pummeling into the ground. Instead she found herself being held up by two strong arms, her face inbeded in someone's chest. "Why Hello there, Missy..."
He grabbed a hold of her arm, and pulled her back to him. "What I don't get anything in return for saving you?"[/b] he questioned. Missy tried to pull away, but found his arms too constricting on her delicate, and peitite frame. "What? come on give Lucas some loving..."[/b] he told her. Oh so that's what his name was! Missy simply kneed him in... well where the sun doesn't shine... She stepped over his then crumppled over body, and walked out.
She slammed the door behind her, when she felt the wind on her face, she knew that she had made her way to the correct door. The wine's buzz faded a little, as the cool air hit her skin. She started walking, she hadn't a clue where she was going, but as long as it was away from there, she was content.
{{OOC: Is this RP sample long enough to be approved? If not, I'll make it longer, I'm sorry, I was tired tonight, so I'll fiz it later if so... and sorry for any and all spelling errors... I think I need to start reading the dictionary... >.<}}[/color][/blockquote][/size]
