Post by greenwitch8893 on Jun 6, 2009 18:24:54 GMT
Name: Gwyneth Alice Meyer
Nickname: Gwen
Age: 17.
Sex: Female
Species: Witch
Affiliation: Good
Personality:
Top 10 Likes
* Nature.
* Reading old books.
* Looking out of my tower window (my room is on the top floor).
* The rain.
* Talking to ghosts.
* Watching the sun set and rise.
* Horror movies.
* Horror books.
* Learning.
* Looking at the moon and stars.
Top 10 Dislikes
* Being interrupted.
* Having a small wardrobe.
* Hot Weather.
* Close-minded people.
* My father.
* Being the center of attention.
* Being stared at.
* Nonfiction books.
* Nagging.
* Rude people.
Five Traits
* Open-minded
* Quiet
* Loyal
* Honest
* Sneaky
History: Angel and Andrew found each other when their white-lighter told them to meet. They dated for two year and then decided to get married. They had their first daughter, Ginger, not long after. A year later they were blessed with their second daughter, Gabriella. When Angel got pregnant for the last time she was eager to know what it would be, but she already knew, another girl. Gwen was born on a hot August day. Her two sisters Ginger and Gabby had been waiting for the new addition and were really happy when Gwen was finally born. Gwen was living a normal life of a witch until the unforgettable date, one she no longer likes, it was her birthday.
When Gwen was six her parents were murdered by unknown demons, during her 6th birthday party. After the living nightmare, Gwen, Ginger, and Gabby had to live with Uncle Drew for a year until Ginger turned 18. Living with Uncle Drew, was fun. He made really good food and always had fun tricks to entertain Gwen and Gabby. While Gwen and Gabby went to school, Ginger went house searching. Ginger found a house not far from Uncle Drew's house. It was completely beautiful; it was a two story house with a wrap-around porch but not a beautiful as Drew's. The three sisters lived there together for 7 years, until Ginger got a job at an adoption center in a different part of the city. Then there were two. Gwen and Gabby lived there together until Gabby got a boyfriend who traveled the world. Then there was one. Gwen quit school and decided if she was to live alone she'd have fun. A few months later Uncle Drew was killed by a dark-lighter. Gwen was in total shock. Then she got a message saying she had to go down to his lawyer's office, tat they had something for her. The item they had for her was not something small or something of small value. It was the deed to Uncle Drew's house. Gwen now owned his house and everything in it. Gwen couldn't believe it, she was only sixteen but she owned a house, a white-lighter's house. Gwen moved out and moved into her new home. A home of magic.
Appearance
Hair: Brown with auburn highlights
Eyes: Light brown
Height: 5'7
Weight: 130
Clothes: Jeans, a hoodie and comfy sneakers
If fighting/ Jeans, high boots, the go over the jeans, a tank top, and denim jacket.
Picture: If you have a picture of you character the place it here.
Fighting
Style: None
Powers: Pryokenesis, Precognition, Astral Projection
Weapon: A dagger or bow and arrow
Weakness: Acting before thinking
Roleplay
Regular: Please give a sample of you regular roleplay. It can be anything.
Gwen walked back up the driveway to her new house with the last box of her stuff, old photos of her parents and sisters standing in front of it, she looked up and admired the old house. It was really old and in a great need of a paint job, but she believed she'd be able to handle it. She had been living by herself for three years now. Gwen then walked up the front steps and went inside and began think of the reason she was living in this large house. The unfortunate reason, the house has been her loving Uncle Drew, a white lighter. She places the box on the floor and went up stairs to see which room she wanted. Gwen walked up the stairs and made a mental note to get squeaky stairs fix, Getting to the top landing she found the room that used to be hers, she peered in and saw it still had all of her wall drawing in it. The room was really big, mainly because it was the master bedroom, she decide this was going to be her room from now on. She was just about to turn around and go back down stairs when she saw a note on the dresser, Gwen went into the room and picked up the note, it was Uncle Drew’s handwriting in the black ink that he made. The note was a strange riddle, like it was giving clues to find an unknown item, like the ones him and I would play during vacations and weekends.
“In the kitchen you shall find what I lost and could not find, hanging high in the balance beam.
Pick it up and turn around,
In the living room another lost, that you shall find under the sleeping bear.
Now to the stairs, follow the tiny mouse to the tower.
Find the lock and place the first lost in, turn it right and it shall open.
In the chest the lock that binds it, the second lost is put.
Now you know the secret of the house.”
After reading the riddle, Gwen ran down to the kitchen in hopes of finding “the lost”. Then she remembered that Uncle Drew always was losing his keys. She looked up and there it was, a key, hanging on the over-head light on the stove. Now she turned around and went to the living room, another lost, means another key but she didn’t know what the “sleeping bear” was. She sat on the couch and started to think of when her and her sister’s lived here. Then it hit her, they always play a game call don’t wake the sleeping bear. The couch was where one of them would lay down and pretend to sleep, and then open their eyes to see if anyone was trying to steal the “honey” (a bright yellow pillow). Gwen looked under the pillow and found the other key. Now to follow the mouse, the stairs that squeak? She walked up all the stair until she came to the attic, the tower, and it was lock, she place the “first lost” in and turned it to the right the “first lost” opened it. She walked in to the attic, and made another mental note to clean in here. In the corner there was a chest with a big medal lock. Gwen walked over to it and place the second key inside and turned it, it opened instantly, inside the chest was a dusty book. The book was her parents’ Book of shadows.
Fighting:
Gwen walked down the slimy alleyway, she was well protected. She had many weapons on her at the moment and didn’t plan on losing any. She had two of her daggers in her boots, and one tucked into her jeans at her spine. The quiver of poison dipped arrows were across her shoulders as well and the bow.
She looked down the alley and there was the demon she had been hunting down. The nasty looking demon named, Bane, looked up from what he thought was going to be a very delightful dinner of the child’s blood and bone and gave a snarl of hate and interruption. Before the demon had time to blink his four eyes, Gwen had shot him with the poisoned arrow in the forehead. The demon shook in pain for a few minutes and then disintegrated into a pile of acid smelling ashes. Gwen ran over to the unconscious child, a little girl no more than six. Gwen quickly recognized the little girl, she was one of the foster children she’d seen earlier that morning. The little girl was still wearing the ragged dress that was too big for her. Gwen lifted the little girl in to her arms and walked back to her car. First she’d clean her up and then go to the adoption center and tell Ginger that she wanted to adopt the little girl. Once in the car the little girl gained consciousness and looked up at Gwen. The little girl, whose name was Grace was a young witch but she didn’t know that.
~I AGREE~
Nickname: Gwen
Age: 17.
Sex: Female
Species: Witch
Affiliation: Good
Personality:
Top 10 Likes
* Nature.
* Reading old books.
* Looking out of my tower window (my room is on the top floor).
* The rain.
* Talking to ghosts.
* Watching the sun set and rise.
* Horror movies.
* Horror books.
* Learning.
* Looking at the moon and stars.
Top 10 Dislikes
* Being interrupted.
* Having a small wardrobe.
* Hot Weather.
* Close-minded people.
* My father.
* Being the center of attention.
* Being stared at.
* Nonfiction books.
* Nagging.
* Rude people.
Five Traits
* Open-minded
* Quiet
* Loyal
* Honest
* Sneaky
History: Angel and Andrew found each other when their white-lighter told them to meet. They dated for two year and then decided to get married. They had their first daughter, Ginger, not long after. A year later they were blessed with their second daughter, Gabriella. When Angel got pregnant for the last time she was eager to know what it would be, but she already knew, another girl. Gwen was born on a hot August day. Her two sisters Ginger and Gabby had been waiting for the new addition and were really happy when Gwen was finally born. Gwen was living a normal life of a witch until the unforgettable date, one she no longer likes, it was her birthday.
When Gwen was six her parents were murdered by unknown demons, during her 6th birthday party. After the living nightmare, Gwen, Ginger, and Gabby had to live with Uncle Drew for a year until Ginger turned 18. Living with Uncle Drew, was fun. He made really good food and always had fun tricks to entertain Gwen and Gabby. While Gwen and Gabby went to school, Ginger went house searching. Ginger found a house not far from Uncle Drew's house. It was completely beautiful; it was a two story house with a wrap-around porch but not a beautiful as Drew's. The three sisters lived there together for 7 years, until Ginger got a job at an adoption center in a different part of the city. Then there were two. Gwen and Gabby lived there together until Gabby got a boyfriend who traveled the world. Then there was one. Gwen quit school and decided if she was to live alone she'd have fun. A few months later Uncle Drew was killed by a dark-lighter. Gwen was in total shock. Then she got a message saying she had to go down to his lawyer's office, tat they had something for her. The item they had for her was not something small or something of small value. It was the deed to Uncle Drew's house. Gwen now owned his house and everything in it. Gwen couldn't believe it, she was only sixteen but she owned a house, a white-lighter's house. Gwen moved out and moved into her new home. A home of magic.
Appearance
Hair: Brown with auburn highlights
Eyes: Light brown
Height: 5'7
Weight: 130
Clothes: Jeans, a hoodie and comfy sneakers
If fighting/ Jeans, high boots, the go over the jeans, a tank top, and denim jacket.
Picture: If you have a picture of you character the place it here.
Fighting
Style: None
Powers: Pryokenesis, Precognition, Astral Projection
Weapon: A dagger or bow and arrow
Weakness: Acting before thinking
Roleplay
Regular: Please give a sample of you regular roleplay. It can be anything.
Gwen walked back up the driveway to her new house with the last box of her stuff, old photos of her parents and sisters standing in front of it, she looked up and admired the old house. It was really old and in a great need of a paint job, but she believed she'd be able to handle it. She had been living by herself for three years now. Gwen then walked up the front steps and went inside and began think of the reason she was living in this large house. The unfortunate reason, the house has been her loving Uncle Drew, a white lighter. She places the box on the floor and went up stairs to see which room she wanted. Gwen walked up the stairs and made a mental note to get squeaky stairs fix, Getting to the top landing she found the room that used to be hers, she peered in and saw it still had all of her wall drawing in it. The room was really big, mainly because it was the master bedroom, she decide this was going to be her room from now on. She was just about to turn around and go back down stairs when she saw a note on the dresser, Gwen went into the room and picked up the note, it was Uncle Drew’s handwriting in the black ink that he made. The note was a strange riddle, like it was giving clues to find an unknown item, like the ones him and I would play during vacations and weekends.
“In the kitchen you shall find what I lost and could not find, hanging high in the balance beam.
Pick it up and turn around,
In the living room another lost, that you shall find under the sleeping bear.
Now to the stairs, follow the tiny mouse to the tower.
Find the lock and place the first lost in, turn it right and it shall open.
In the chest the lock that binds it, the second lost is put.
Now you know the secret of the house.”
After reading the riddle, Gwen ran down to the kitchen in hopes of finding “the lost”. Then she remembered that Uncle Drew always was losing his keys. She looked up and there it was, a key, hanging on the over-head light on the stove. Now she turned around and went to the living room, another lost, means another key but she didn’t know what the “sleeping bear” was. She sat on the couch and started to think of when her and her sister’s lived here. Then it hit her, they always play a game call don’t wake the sleeping bear. The couch was where one of them would lay down and pretend to sleep, and then open their eyes to see if anyone was trying to steal the “honey” (a bright yellow pillow). Gwen looked under the pillow and found the other key. Now to follow the mouse, the stairs that squeak? She walked up all the stair until she came to the attic, the tower, and it was lock, she place the “first lost” in and turned it to the right the “first lost” opened it. She walked in to the attic, and made another mental note to clean in here. In the corner there was a chest with a big medal lock. Gwen walked over to it and place the second key inside and turned it, it opened instantly, inside the chest was a dusty book. The book was her parents’ Book of shadows.
Fighting:
Gwen walked down the slimy alleyway, she was well protected. She had many weapons on her at the moment and didn’t plan on losing any. She had two of her daggers in her boots, and one tucked into her jeans at her spine. The quiver of poison dipped arrows were across her shoulders as well and the bow.
She looked down the alley and there was the demon she had been hunting down. The nasty looking demon named, Bane, looked up from what he thought was going to be a very delightful dinner of the child’s blood and bone and gave a snarl of hate and interruption. Before the demon had time to blink his four eyes, Gwen had shot him with the poisoned arrow in the forehead. The demon shook in pain for a few minutes and then disintegrated into a pile of acid smelling ashes. Gwen ran over to the unconscious child, a little girl no more than six. Gwen quickly recognized the little girl, she was one of the foster children she’d seen earlier that morning. The little girl was still wearing the ragged dress that was too big for her. Gwen lifted the little girl in to her arms and walked back to her car. First she’d clean her up and then go to the adoption center and tell Ginger that she wanted to adopt the little girl. Once in the car the little girl gained consciousness and looked up at Gwen. The little girl, whose name was Grace was a young witch but she didn’t know that.
~I AGREE~