Post by claire lillet blan on Dec 4, 2008 21:36:19 GMT -5
►►Claire Lillet Blan
► The Basics
Nicknames: Clai (Cl-I)
Age: 23
Height: 5 feet, 9 inches
Weight: 120 pounds
Hair Color: Light brown with red bangs
Eye Color: Gray-blue
Clothing Style: Baggy shirts and jeans, but will wear a suit or dress if needed to.
Piercings: Two pairs of earrings, usually stubs
Member of what Band: The usual suspects
Instrament/Position: Guitar
PlayBy: Jordan Sparks
Description:Claire's hair is a dark, jet black. Its wavy about a little less then half way and down, and ends right at the beginning of her back.
► More Detailed
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears: Being made a fool of, and people thinking she's really stupid.
Ambitions: To beat every game she has, and to make a great impression on the world.
Biggest Secret: Fostered, doesn't know her birth parents.
Personality: Claire is very childish. She holds the very personality of a kid, and holds a special talent for befriending the little ones. She's really sweet, but when she finds and enemy, she can hold a grudge for a long time. She hates to lose and will try anything to win, not counting cheating, and always seems to have an excuse for when she does lose in something.
She's stubborn, and known for never taking a no. She sometimes causes troubles for people, but she doesn't notice herself. She's not afraid to say anything, but can get bubbley when it comes to touch or actions. When she's sad, she usally pouts somewhere, often a corner, or when she's really sad, she'll lock herself in her room and do something to release her anger or saddness.
► Background
Family Members: Foster mom and dad
Family History: For as long as she can remember, she's been with her foster mom and dad. She's always had the peaceful life, but questioned them about her real parents every chance she got. They would always smile and tell her sometime later. She felt tired of waiting, and decided to see if she could find her birth parents while on tour.
Band History: At first, it was just her and her friend playing in the backyard, but her other friends joined in, and ended up becoming a band. They had to work hard to get an manager, and to start a tour. It took years worth of effort, but they made it. However, they're sometimes still called an amutar band.
► Extra Information
Extra Details:
Rules Word: Everlife
RP Example: Hikari stood at the top of the stands. It was B lunch, but she didn't bother to go eat. A silver wristle laid on her chest as stared at the feild. She knew she should clean up the feild from the last class, but she thought that whatever she didn't finish, the students could do. She was planning a pop quiz, and if no one blabbed about it, then no one should know. If someone did spill the beans, then she'd just have to think about how to find and punish the brat.
"Maybe I could make little terp clean up the feild for the rest of the week?...Or....have him take the pop quiz a...few more times." She thought to herself with a satisfied nod. "Too bad I can't hurt him though..." She sighed a little and jumped from the stands to the ground. She stuffed her hands in her pockets and gazed at the feild with her dark, emerald eyes.
The bell rung, and soon the brats would waltz in. She sighed again and went back to the stands. It was too late to start now, so the students would do it. It didn't matter to her either way. She plopped onto the bottom level of the dark blue stands and leaned back to where her head laid on the seat behind her. It would probably be uncomftable to others, but she was used to it, having done it almost 6 times a day for 5 whole minutes.
A group of kids came in and she stayed where she was until the late bell rung. She almost instantly stood up and jumped to the top row. "Students, pop quiz!" She simply said. "I'll call a few of you up to the feild, and must cross the feild at the SAME TIME. Simple, right? I mean, it's practaclly just running together across a feild about a little shorter then a football feild." She sighed and teasingly shrugged as she made a rude amark as always, "Even YOU GUYS could do that, right?" She jumped down to the ground and threw her hand over her shoulder to tell the class to sit down at the stands.
She was being "nice" today, so she wasn't going to spoil their day by telling them the dangers they'll face. She sat on a wood chair and leaned back as she took out a game controller and a clip board. She planned to use the controller to control the feild, and wasn't going to tell them either. After all, everyone must expect danger at every corner.