Post by Mercy on Jun 28, 2009 19:21:53 GMT -5
Name;; Dawndrell Felic Scotts
Nicknames;;
--Philly
--Felix
--Dawn/Dawnie
--Bells/Bell
Age;; 14
Birthday;; November 16
Year;; Freshie
Gender;; Girl
Sexuality;; Straight
Class;; Art
Power;; Technopath-- Works wonders out of metal, can build just about anything
Height;; Short, maybe 5'3"
Weight;; Very light weight, 100 lbs maybe?
Appearance;;
Build;; Small and wiry
Eye Color;; Grey
Hair;; Natural color is pale, California blonde (really light, almost white)-- hair is slightly wavy and short, about neck length-- long bangs
Other;; Wears lots of clothing styles, not afraid of expression
Fears;;
--seeing blood and... emetophobia... don't ask me to explain
--being hated or alone
--feeling lower than others
--needles (that's where the blood thing comes in)
Likes;;
--socializing
--art
--eating candy
--listening to music
--baggy clothes
--technology
Dislikes;;
--working
--having long hair (she cuts hers often)
--being told what to do
--drawing, even though she's good at it
Strengths;;
--drawing/art
--awesome sense of balance
--adapts to new things easily
--making enemies
Weaknesses;;
--doesn't know when to shut up/kinda lacking common sense
--has split personalities and mood swings
--is defensive and proud
--she loves François too much and becomes overprotective
Habbits && Quirks;;
--says "sick," "wicked," "golly," etc
--conceited/selfish but doesn't realize it
--hears voices in her head... a lot...
--cocks her head pretty randomly
Overall Personality;;
Trait 1;; Dawndrell is very tomboyish. She'll do pretty much whatever the guys do, like play sports, but she knows the limits. She always keeps in mind the fact she's a girl and doesn't have belching contests or rape or whatever.
Trait 2;; Dawndrell pretty much leads her life alone. She's a wallflower, but also really social... She spends a lot of time with people, but keeps most things to herself, so she's not one to be really deep.
Trait 3;; Dawndrell is like a turtle, personality-wise. She has a tough armor that blocks out bad things like critisism and teasing, but she doesn't hide in it all the time. Sometimes, she uses critisism to make herself a better person, although she prefers compliments. She's not complimented often, so a single one will make her day.
Mother;;
--Carleen Danielson (maiden name), Age 31, traveling the world to help people in need
Father;;
--Robert Scotts, Age 37, Novelist
Siblings;;
--brother, 12, Chase
--brother, 15, Pike
--twin sister, Rise, attends prissy boarding school
--brother, 2, Felix, living with aunt
Other Family;;
--aunt, father's sister, 30, Chance Rivers
Pets;;
-- kitten, François, female, few months old (unknown age)
François is a small kitten. Her fur is all bright orange, except for two white "x"-shaped patches of fur, one on her upper-right forehead, the other on the end of her tail. She doesn't seem to have aged.
History;;
Parents;;
Carleen was a junior in high school at the ages of 15 and 16. Her grades were poor, but everyone admired her. That year, a new teacher had arrived at the school, fresh out of college. His name was Robert Scotts, and he taught English. Carleen was in his class, and spent quite a bit of time admiring his looks and charm. Drunk one night, she called her boyfriend and broke up with him. She arrived at school the next day, shocked by the news of what had happened. Her boyfriend refused to get back together. She sobbed through her classes, not one teacher noticing until English class. Mr. Scotts had another teacher cover for him as he talked to Dawndrell in the hallway. From that point on, their relationship was more then teacher and student. They were close friends. They spent quite a bit of time together outside of school, and by the end of the year, the two were secretly dating. In sophomore year, Pike was born, and Charleen quit school. Mr. Scotts worried about her every day, his abilty to teach slowly fading until he was fired. The two lovers ran away together and got married.
Childhood;;
When Dawndrell was a little girl, her mother left her novelist father to help people around the world. The two were still madly in love, but both accepted the separation. Focused on his work, her father never had time to spend with her. Dawndrell and her twin, Rise, grew up around their brothers, Chase and Pike. Rise was a pretty good opposite of Dawndrell and her rowdy brothers, so she was shipped off to a girly boarding school at age 9, where she has been ever since.
When her mother visits, she and her father become so enjoyed, the two parents spend all their time together. Dawndrell feels abandoned, and always tried hard to get either of their attention, but all her attempts have failed. She and her brothers understand each other, and the siblings all crave parental love and affection which their aunt often supplies during visits. They are all very close, but Dawndrell was raised mainly by Pike, and the two are the closest.
When Felix was born, Dawndrell's aunt won a battle and gained legal custody over him. Dawndrell can only hope her youngest brother will have the opportunities she never had.
François;;
Dawndrell was locked out of the house one night while her mother was in town. She was wandering the streets when she suddenly felt a surge of anger toward her parents. She kicked the nearest thing-- a garbage can. A yelp erupted from within, and Dawndrell quickly lifted the lid. There she found François lying at the bottom. She scooped the kitten out and kept her as a pet, not that her parents cared, either way.
Powers;;
No one really knows when Dawndrell gained her powers. As a child, she liked to build stuff, and was always good with technology. She would spend long hours taking apart and reassembeling toys.
Other;; She doesn't really care about boys...
Play-by;; Dunno
Passwords;;
How'd you hear about Perditae Terra;; My friend...
RP Sample;;
"And... go!"
And so the competition began.
Dawndrell bend over her table of miscellanious scraps and assembled them together as fast as she could. Connect this wire to the battery... tape it down with a bit of electrical wire... Okay, now tighten bolt number 4 and attach the wire to the end of the socket. Great. Now take the copper cylender and place it in the socket.
She concentrated on nothing but the robot she was making.
"Time! Put down anything you are working on and show your creations to the judges."
Dawndrell stood up and stretched. Three hours had gone by so fast. And now, she would see if she had put them to good use.
The judges slowly inched over to her table and inspected her creation. They showed no emotion, but Dawndrell could see the sparkle of excitement in their eyes. Or maybe they were the sparkles in her OWN eyes, distorting her vision.
"The judges have chosen a winner of the speed division. Please step forward... Dawndrell Scotts!"
Dawndrell raced out of her seat, robot in arms. She grinned so hard, her face ached. Everyone watched her, and everyone applauded. Adreneline pumped through her veins as she placed her creation on the floor to demonstrate how it worked.
