Post by TERRA CELIA NOWICKI on Aug 6, 2011 22:28:03 GMT -5
[/color][/font]I'VE BEEN RE-HYMENATED!
AND THAT, DUDE, WILL NOT ABIDE[/color]
Mess with her she'll fuck you up! No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned...
NAME Terra Nowicki
AGE 23
DOB 2-14-1988
SPECIES Human/ Telepath
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Bi-sexual
ALLEGIANCE Neutral
OCCUPATION Bartender/ Hunter
HOW DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT?[/color][/font]
ON SILK SHEETS, ROLLING NAKED IN MONEY[/color]
HAIR Auburn
EYES Ice Blue
PERSONAL STYLE Casual fashion sense. Terra likes to wear tight jeans, bright and dark colors, it really kind of depends on her mood what she wants to wear, her wardrobe has everything from shorts, jeans and skirts, to tank tops, blouses, dresses and so much more. She's classy yet casual and very versatile.
PLAY BY Emma Stone
WE SHOULD HAVE ANGRY SEX[/color][/font]
DON'T OBJECTIFY ME. LET'S GO[/color]
LIKES
~Alcoholic beverages
~Provacitive Activities
~Loud Music of all Genres
~Old cars and Street Racing Cars
~Prime Time Cigarillos
~Books about mental hospitals, suicidal tendencies and mystical beings
~Bright colors
~Outfits that are color coordinated
DISLIKES
~Annoying People
~Know It Alls
~Unlogical situations
~Being defenseless
STRENGTHS (AT LEAST 2)
~Weaponry skills
~Manipulation
~Logic
~Quick Thinking
~Foreign Languages (Speaks: Polski, French, English and Italian)
WEAKNESSES (AT LEAST 2)
~Her friends being in danger
~Being Alone
~Children in danger
SPECIAL SKILLS
Telepathy, Minor Manipulation, persuasion, Weaponry skills
10 WORDS TO DESCRIBE YOU
Logical, Intelligent, Creative, Outgoing, Skillful, Mischievous, Flirtatious, Lovable, Caring, Tactful
WHO'S THE HOTTER PSYCHIC?[/color][/font]
PATRICIA ARQUETTE, JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT, OR YOU?[/color]
HOMETOWN Sacramento, California
PARENTS Anika and Michael Nowicki
SIBLINGS Derek Nowicki
SIGNIFICANT OTHER None at the moment
OFFSPRING None at the moment
HISTORY (AT LEAST 2 PARAGRPHS/10 TIMELINE POINTS)
Born in Sacramento California Terra lived a pretty high maintenance life. Her parents worked all the time sometimes in town but most of the time out of town. They always told Terra and her older brother Derek that they were Architects and travel was absolutely necessary. sHE AND Derek were pretty much raised by nannies and house keepers in their big home in the snooty part of Sacramento, being home schooled. When Terra turned 13 though and Derek was 16 Terra demanded her parents let her go to public school. After much whining and proving points to her parents that she needed proper friends, they reconsidered and enrolled her and her brother into High School. Terra went through school getting straight A's, she was co-captain of the cheer squad and most students drooled over her 1967 Chevy Chevelle her father had gotten for her on her 16th birthday.
Following Terra's 16th birthday though was when she became very suspicious about her parents and now her older brother who still lived with the family at age 19, but now everytime mom and dad left, so did Derek. While snooping around the house one evening Terra stumbled upon the basement, she had always been told to keep out of there because it was filthy but now she was becoming quite curious. Upon entering the basement she found racks of weaponry, shelves of books that looked ancient, journals, jugs of water... She picked up a book, took it into her room and began to read. When her parents and older brother came home a week later, she had read almost every book from the basement and she confronted her parents on her findings. They sat down and had a very long discussion and come to find out the monsters from the story books Terra had always loved to read, did exist and her family came from a long line of hunters who's job was to destroy such beings. Her parents believed her to be old enough and smart enough at this point that they began training their daughter to use every weapon in their basement.
At 18 years old Terra began going on hunts with Derek, she had her ups and downs but it was definately something she had a knack for. On a mission though something happened that came along quite unexplained... Terra was kidnapped by a black eyed demon and before being saved by Derek the demon had done some sort of ritual that Terra had no understanding of but upon her escape, weeks later she began hearing voices in her head... she came to realize these voices were the thoughts of people around her. Terra dare not tell a soul of her new found ability and she still has yet to speak of it to this day. At the age of 21 Terra stopped full time hunting and picked up a job Bartending. Terra picks up hunts constantly still and lucky for her, her boss is also a hunter so getting time off is rarely an issue and sometimes they work together on cases. Terra is currently bartending, living out of her car and a small apartment when in town but decent motel rooms when on hunts and she is trying to persue college credits through online classes.
ARE YOU HUMMING METALLICA?[/color][/font]
IT CALMS ME DOWN[/color]
YOUR NAME/ALIAS Juliet
RP EXPERIENCE 7 years
OTHER CHARACTERS N/A
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
(NOTE: Rp sample from another site I used to be on)
At the sound of Sam's voice she felt her heart sink deeper into her chest. She could hear him, it sounded like him, the words that came from his mouth even sounded like something he would say, but the tone was what was different. She turned and stood with her back up against the door as he lit the candle to reveal his face. At that moment her eyes became deeply saddenned and she looked down being foolish by doing so as her hair fell into her face.
He questioned her presence here, he asked what he could do for her? Her mind had the sick urge to tell him exactly what she wanted from him, her Sammy back. She looked up at him after he spoke his last word and her eyes held a mixture of fury and hurt that he would even ask such a thing. She shook her head and pushed herself away from the door, she knew this would be pushing the envelope a little too far but she had too much going through her head to stop her.
"What can you do for me? Oh that's rich..." she trailed off for a moment as she bit her bottom lip and lowered her gun to her side as she eyed the devil himself in her best friend's body, he had been like a brother to her, if not even a little more than that. She let her eyes scan over his face, those dimples, but his eyes were no longer his own, they were evil, blank almost, an empty book. She cringed slightly and felt her hand release her gun and it fell to the floor with a loud thud and set itself off shooting a bullet a good foot away from Sam. She didn't even jump at the sound nor did she move, she stood there.
She blamed herself now for coming here, for forcing herself through this kind of emotional torture, she had only seen Sam like this once or twice but never enough for it to take full effect on her. She swallowed hard and felt herself choking back tears, her eyes threatening to swell with tears but she clutched her hands into fists feeling them shaking violently as she forced herself not to cry."What can you do for me? You can't do a damn thing for me, you really want to help me? Leave Sam be, take a different vessel, bring him back because I know he's in there, crying out in your head... but of course I am being foolish by even telling you what you can do for me, because it doesn't mean a thing to you.."she fell silent and looked down pushing back tears with great effort but it failed and her eyes began to brim over and a few tears began to fall from her hurt and torn apart eyes.
At the sound of Sam's voice she felt her heart sink deeper into her chest. She could hear him, it sounded like him, the words that came from his mouth even sounded like something he would say, but the tone was what was different. She turned and stood with her back up against the door as he lit the candle to reveal his face. At that moment her eyes became deeply saddenned and she looked down being foolish by doing so as her hair fell into her face.
He questioned her presence here, he asked what he could do for her? Her mind had the sick urge to tell him exactly what she wanted from him, her Sammy back. She looked up at him after he spoke his last word and her eyes held a mixture of fury and hurt that he would even ask such a thing. She shook her head and pushed herself away from the door, she knew this would be pushing the envelope a little too far but she had too much going through her head to stop her.
"What can you do for me? Oh that's rich..." she trailed off for a moment as she bit her bottom lip and lowered her gun to her side as she eyed the devil himself in her best friend's body, he had been like a brother to her, if not even a little more than that. She let her eyes scan over his face, those dimples, but his eyes were no longer his own, they were evil, blank almost, an empty book. She cringed slightly and felt her hand release her gun and it fell to the floor with a loud thud and set itself off shooting a bullet a good foot away from Sam. She didn't even jump at the sound nor did she move, she stood there.
She blamed herself now for coming here, for forcing herself through this kind of emotional torture, she had only seen Sam like this once or twice but never enough for it to take full effect on her. She swallowed hard and felt herself choking back tears, her eyes threatening to swell with tears but she clutched her hands into fists feeling them shaking violently as she forced herself not to cry."What can you do for me? You can't do a damn thing for me, you really want to help me? Leave Sam be, take a different vessel, bring him back because I know he's in there, crying out in your head... but of course I am being foolish by even telling you what you can do for me, because it doesn't mean a thing to you.."she fell silent and looked down pushing back tears with great effort but it failed and her eyes began to brim over and a few tears began to fall from her hurt and torn apart eyes.
IS IT BECAUSE OF MY PERKY NIPPLES?
[/color][/font]GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT'S DUE, KAY? THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE
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