Post by Vivian on Feb 3, 2012 21:13:01 GMT -5
Name: Vivian Sue Whitman
Gender: Female
Species: Black-Backed Jackal
Age: 17
Occupation or class group: Student - Senior & Part time working at the Cemetery.
Physical Description: Vivian stands at a nice height of 5' 7'', having a bit of a heavy weight of 148 pounds. It isn't that her weight is at an unhealthy point, it's just that she has some extra body mass. Her hair is a light brown with streaks of blue in her bangs and front of her hair. She keeps it cut pretty short, not letting it ever go past her shoulders. Her pelt color pretty much starts at the middle of her chest, beginning as a sort of off white color. As it spreads out from there, she her fur fades into a light, sandy tan which pretty much covers all of her arms and legs. Along her back is a long, thick stripe of black fur that starts from her head and goes to cover her tail almost completely. Her muzzle isn't exactly the longest muzzle of the canines, but it's nothing she complains about. Her ears are pretty long, which gives her more than enough of an excuse to pierce them.
On her left ear, she had two silver studs near the tip, and one gold loop earring that she keeps on the bottom. On her right, she had a spacer ear the base of her ear and a gold ring. Her eyes are a bright green color with small flecks of brown in them near the pupil. The fur around her head is a bit of a grey-ish color, also having a few specks of white splattered here and there. She is very much of a tomboy, always wearing t-shirts and jeans even during the summer. She has a number of bracelets that she wears on her right wrist and on her left, she usually wears a black leather, skull charmed watch. She also has a black leather, silver studded collar she constantly wears.
History: Vivian grew up with a well-off family, mostly spoiled throughout her younger life by her adoptive family. As a young child, she had never thought that she had a different family, figuring she was just someone that looked nothing like her parents. She was, again, spoiled and was showered with toys, but she hardly played with them unless she was able to take them into the mud. She was one who always preferred to be in dirt and roughhouse instead of the usual dressing-up games and playing with dolls like most other girls she spent time with.
At the age of thirteen, she finally learned that she wasn't the actual child of her known parents. It had her become extremely distant towards them, making her do some things her parents had always turned their noses up at. She got the piercings she had always wanted and began a bit of a smoking habit. But, even though her home life was a bit of a wreck, she kept her school life up on good terms. Her grades was always something she cared about even if her personal life was a piece of shit. Because of that, her parents sent her to Golden Oaks Academy, where she has spent her last three years at.
Personality: Vivian is a bit of a quiet, distant person, never having been one to be outgoing. She doesn't mind a nice, small group of friends, but becomes uncomfortable around a larger crowd. She isn't too trusting of others either, especially having found out that the two people she had trusted the most had kept her from knowing her true origins. But, she does love having some company around and doesn't mind having a group of well trusted friends with her. She also has a bit of an anger issue, becoming agitated very easily and even become aggressive in some cases. But, besides that complication, Vivian can be a pleasant person to know...usually.
RP sample:
'...Ah, I can finish it later'
Pic: None
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Classes wanted:
~ Drawing
~ Biology
~ German
~ Ancient History
~ Literature
Gender: Female
Species: Black-Backed Jackal
Age: 17
Occupation or class group: Student - Senior & Part time working at the Cemetery.
Physical Description: Vivian stands at a nice height of 5' 7'', having a bit of a heavy weight of 148 pounds. It isn't that her weight is at an unhealthy point, it's just that she has some extra body mass. Her hair is a light brown with streaks of blue in her bangs and front of her hair. She keeps it cut pretty short, not letting it ever go past her shoulders. Her pelt color pretty much starts at the middle of her chest, beginning as a sort of off white color. As it spreads out from there, she her fur fades into a light, sandy tan which pretty much covers all of her arms and legs. Along her back is a long, thick stripe of black fur that starts from her head and goes to cover her tail almost completely. Her muzzle isn't exactly the longest muzzle of the canines, but it's nothing she complains about. Her ears are pretty long, which gives her more than enough of an excuse to pierce them.
On her left ear, she had two silver studs near the tip, and one gold loop earring that she keeps on the bottom. On her right, she had a spacer ear the base of her ear and a gold ring. Her eyes are a bright green color with small flecks of brown in them near the pupil. The fur around her head is a bit of a grey-ish color, also having a few specks of white splattered here and there. She is very much of a tomboy, always wearing t-shirts and jeans even during the summer. She has a number of bracelets that she wears on her right wrist and on her left, she usually wears a black leather, skull charmed watch. She also has a black leather, silver studded collar she constantly wears.
History: Vivian grew up with a well-off family, mostly spoiled throughout her younger life by her adoptive family. As a young child, she had never thought that she had a different family, figuring she was just someone that looked nothing like her parents. She was, again, spoiled and was showered with toys, but she hardly played with them unless she was able to take them into the mud. She was one who always preferred to be in dirt and roughhouse instead of the usual dressing-up games and playing with dolls like most other girls she spent time with.
At the age of thirteen, she finally learned that she wasn't the actual child of her known parents. It had her become extremely distant towards them, making her do some things her parents had always turned their noses up at. She got the piercings she had always wanted and began a bit of a smoking habit. But, even though her home life was a bit of a wreck, she kept her school life up on good terms. Her grades was always something she cared about even if her personal life was a piece of shit. Because of that, her parents sent her to Golden Oaks Academy, where she has spent her last three years at.
Personality: Vivian is a bit of a quiet, distant person, never having been one to be outgoing. She doesn't mind a nice, small group of friends, but becomes uncomfortable around a larger crowd. She isn't too trusting of others either, especially having found out that the two people she had trusted the most had kept her from knowing her true origins. But, she does love having some company around and doesn't mind having a group of well trusted friends with her. She also has a bit of an anger issue, becoming agitated very easily and even become aggressive in some cases. But, besides that complication, Vivian can be a pleasant person to know...usually.
RP sample:
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color]Yawning, she let her tongue hang out faintly for a moment before dragging her nails over the light-colored fur of her neck. School wasn't actually her favorite thing to do, and homework was definitely right up there too. Staring down at the fifty-term vocabulary list she had to finish by that Thursday, Vivian regretted her decision of pushing off the assignment so late. She probably could've gotten it all done piece by piece over the timeline of the two weeks she was given. Grumbling to herself as she tapped the rubbery end of her pencil against her notepad, the Black-Backed Jackal anthro felt a faint growl rumble in her throat as she pressed her ears back. 'God, why didn't I just do this earlier?", she thought to herself. With her tail curling up behind her back, her right ear twitched back again as her eyes darted to her IPod on her IHome player.
Her favorite song had ended and, having it on shuffle, it switched to a song she wasn't exactly thrilled about listening to. Frowning, she reached out to switch the playlist, having always been one to be picky about her music choice. If it wasn't loud or upbeat, then it wasn't something she was interested in. So, why she had a piece of country in her IPod was beyond her. After a few moments of deciding what she was actually in the mood for, she gradually returned her attention to the still blank piece of paper. Pressing her ears forward once more, her green eyes glanced up at the clock that hung on the wall, tossing around an idea in her head.
'...Ah, I can finish it later'
Pic: None
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Classes wanted:
~ Drawing
~ Biology
~ German
~ Ancient History
~ Literature
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