Post by .x.Blake.x.Daniels.x. on Jan 3, 2008 19:32:27 GMT
Name:
Daniels, Blake
Age:
Sixteen
Year:
Sixth
Personality:
Blake is defined as the S3: Sensitive, Smart and Sexy. She can be invisible when she wants to, but usually, and to her dismay, she stand out from the crowd. Miraculously, Blake is a smart girl. Her parents were one of the top people in their classes, and apparently, Blake received this trait from them. It is the only thing she in common with the people she's her parents.
Blake though, has some flaws in her, one of which she can trust someone quite easily, and retrieves the good personality of a person before the bad, that's what leads her to shattered pieces at the end. Another huge flaw in her is that she can be evil whenever she wants to, but somehow, her intelligence can save her from such crisis, but at other times, she just can't.
History:
Blake was born in Sweden to people that never really wanted her. Before she came into this life her parents had it all the money and the fame, having her was an accident they hoped wouldn't happen because she was 'supposedly' cramping their life style of the rich and the famous.
Ever since her birth, she has been a very intelligent child, and since her parents didn't give a rats a** about her, this only caused her to hide behind her books even more. Also being an only child Blake didn't have anyone her age to play with so this also caused her to slip more into learning.
For the past years of her life Blake has been studying at the manor with private tutors that her parents had sent to her. God forbid they would want their only child to end up stupid, nut ending up invisibly to them was OK. So the day she got her letter, she was more then eager to go, and her parents were more then happy to let her go.
Roleplay Sample:
Ever wondered what it would be like to completely fool fate? To blind destiny so greatly that it even surprised yourself?
Just picture it for a moment. It is said that when you are a born, a destiny is made for you. A fate is made for you, and only you. As you grow up, you follow your fate whether you know it or not. Even if you go down a different road, one that your fate did not assign, you will always be led somehow to your destiny. To where you are supposed to end up in the ending days of your life.
People have tried, sometimes knowingly and sometimes not knowingly, to defy their destinies, but no one has succeeded. It's supposedly impossible to break away from the inevitable mystery of fate, of a planned life, of destiny, of the way things are going to go for you.
But... what if you could?
What if you could do the impossible? What if you could keep in mind of who you really are, what you really believe in, and what your values have always been, and ignore whatever else may be in store for you, because you know that you're just going to go the opposite way?
Yes, what if you could?
And, what if you could without ever knowing that you were?
Everyone has a story. Some step away from every cliche known to man and some follow a similar routine. But, either way, everyone has a story.
You might just find yourself second guessing the way fate works...
This is Blake Daniels Story
Even though it was her 16th birthday, she didn't feel like celebrating. She was just turning one year older on the same day, August 22nd. Nothing would be different except one digit of her current age.
Downstairs, she heard your parents walk around the kitchen, making her small birthday breakfast, the thing they did every year. They knew that she didn't like big parties or making a big deal over her birthday, but they knew enough to not celebrate it all together. She smiled to herself as she thought of her loving parents - she was really grateful for them. Even though she craved independence, and she made sure that they knew it, she needed them at certain times, and they were always there. Her smile slowly faded as she thought about the way they had been acting lately, though. Very distant and tired. Not really paying attention to anything except their work. Something important had been occupying their minds for the past couple weeks, but she knew better than to pry into their work. They made it clear to her that their jobs and their life at home were two separate things, and they made sure that home and work never collided.
It hadn't bugged her before, but lately, things seemed weirder. As she thought of this, she felt your chest tightening up, something it had been doing lately. You could feel something on the verge of happening, but she had no idea what.
"Blake, are you awake?" her father called out.
"I am at that," she yelled back and heard her father laugh to himself. She was famous in her household for one-liners and sarcasm like there was no tomorrow.
She picked herself off of her comfy bed and headed downstairs, taking in her 16th birthday with some optimism.
However, everything was about to change.
Sometimes, you just knew these things.
Many days passed.
Her birthday had now just become a memory and she didn't feel any different. She was just a number higher than she was before. But that tight grip in her chest was grabbing at her harder, each time she took a breath. Maybe she had come down with something...she didn't know. This feeling confused her though.
That night, she had gone on a run, trying to get her thoughts in order. Trying to get that nasty feeling out of her chest. It was a Saturday night, knowing that her parents were most likely at work, so she took the time to herself to try to get her thoughts in order. And the best way for her to do that was to exercise her body.
Running had always been a secret passion of hers, only liking to run at night when the silver glow could only expose your body on the darkened streets of her neighborhood. Running in the dark was something mystical and magical all at once, and it felt right to do it. It was like running from reality, or so her mother had called it when you told her this running passion of hers.
As she turned the corner back onto your street, she saw a shadowy figure leave your house. She stopped in her tracks as the figure turned its body, and for a moment, she thought it was just staring at her. She couldn't tell though, with it being pitch black outside. The figure soon rushed away from your house, disappearing into darkness. She looked at your house, feeling that tight pang in your chest, and she was suddenly afraid to go inside. But as she stared into her dark house, she saw a quick flash go off through her kitchen window, and before she knew it you, had taken herself inside.
Questions[/u]
If you were being attacked, what would you do?
Defend myself, like duh!
If you saw your friend being hurt, what would you do?
If they pissed me off prier to this event, i would probably let them suffer a little before helping them.
What is your favorite color?
Green, Blue, Purple and Yellow.
What are your two favourite Hogwarts houses?
Slytherin and Ravenclaw.
What is your favorite food?
Can't decide.
Answer to Question in Rules:
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