Alexandria is the perfect city. Clean, friendly, and extremely prosperous. This city is, was, and always will be the pinnacle of achievement. But things are changing in Alexandria, street by street, hour by hour, the city is being sucked into darkness. Entire blocks are succumbing to poverty, to disrepair, and no one will step up to fix it..
[*] She can play the guitar relatively well.
[*] She loves writing poetry and music.
[*] She's a good singer.
[color=A13517]I AM SUPERMAN WITH YOU
I guess you're my hero too
Your Name: Vanessa Crowe
Other Characters: None.
How did you find us? I looked up teen roleplaying websites on Yahoo! and found yours. It looked really cool so I decided to join!
How can we contact you? Please contant me through myspace or e-mail.
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE SAFE AND SOUND
but you need a hero now
Full Name: Citlolly Fayth Kender
Alias: Citlolly Jones
Power: She has the power to turn into animals, but she can only turn into animals that she's seen before, and the power only works when she's very emotional about something. Her power is also very uncontrollable and can happen at the most inconvenient times. The worst part is after she returns to human form, she doesn't remember what she's done.
Occupation: Homeless; unemployed
WHERE'S THE STREET WISE HERCULES
to fight the rising odds
Appearance: Citlolly has a light complexion with small lips, and perfect teeth. Her hair is truly black but it's covered by purple, red, pink, and blond dye and highlights. Her side bangs are purple and pink in a random striped design. She has purple, black, and blond (at the tips) coontails on the left side of her hair. On the right side, she has long black hair mixed with a few red and blond streaks. The top of her hair is always teased, giving it a puffy look on the top, but a straight look for underneath.
She has her nose pierced and her tongue pierced. She also has a lip-piercing; it's in the lower right side of her lip. She lines her brown eyes in really thick black eyeliner. On her lips is normally a pale color of lipgloss or chapstick. Normally, she wears tight-fitting clothes, skinny jeans and stilettos or boots with v-neck tees or tanktops.
Defining marks: She has a cut on her right wrist of a broken heart... She still cuts the mark out sometimes.
Costume: She's not interested
Play By: Citlolly http://www.buzznet.com/tags/hannabeth/phot...?id=86657541#pt Citlolly's wrist/arm http://i192.photobucket.com/albums/z262/ox...55637805767.gif
I CAN'T DO THIS ALL ON MY OWN
no I know I'm no Superman
Personality: Citlolly is normally a quiet, attentive person, when she's not totally interested in the loud music she plays from her iPod. She tries to keep her emotions in check and ends up sounding very emotionless when she talks. Although she barely says anything, what she does say is meant to be taken seriously and is her honest opinion.
On her good days, she'll normally ignore almost anyone who talks to her, but she does respond in the tiniest ways. A nod? A smile even though it's not even remotely funny? She will mostly listen to her iPod in one ear and listen to people with the other. She also speaks her mind--no holding back--when she's feeling better. She has more control over her emotions on good days.
On her bad days, which are normally on her PMS week, she's loud, obnoxious, and cold-hearted. She doesn't care about anyone but herself and she gets into a lot of fights. She has a lot of trouble controlling her power on these days.
Strengths: She's good at controlling her emotions (only on her good days), stopping fights, using knives, being a smartass, and reading other people's body language.
Weaknesses: She's self-conscious about what others think, she cuts herself and is often physically weak, she's scared of being in a crowd with a lot of people, being on TV, and she's desperately afraid of clowns.
Likes: She likes ice cream, weapons, Bioshock 2, moody boys or boys who cut themselves like her, and girls who she can relate to.
Dislikes: She hates people who are overly dramatic, people she can't trust, other homeless people, shrimp, and changing her style for other people.
Fears:She's afraid of closets, any totally closed place, and clowns.
IT'S GONNA TAKE A SUPERMAN
to sweep me off my feet
Parents: Jillian Kender and Michael Kender--both are thought to deceased.
Siblings: Kendal Kender and John Kender--both are thought to be deceased.
Other Relatives: None.
Significant Other: None, but Citlolly's looking for one.
History: On December 13, 1994, Citlolly Kendra was born (her brother and sister had already moved out). During her first year of life, her parents began to fight. Citlolly was constantly abused by her hateful, alcohol-abusing father. Her mother did everything she could to save Citlolly from his common beatings. When Citlolly turned five, her mother and father got divorced. Her father was sent to jail for abusing his children and alcohol abuse for five years. Citlolly’s tenth birthday was celebrated in 2004, the same year her father was released from jail. On her birthday, during her birthday party, her father knocked on the door, asking for forgiveness. Citlolly and her mother decided to give him another chance.
Two weeks later, Citlolly’s father had gained back his ex-wife’s trust and was living under the same roof as Citlolly and her mom. But then it all started. Her father began touching her…more and more as the weeks went by. At first she just thought he was trying to be friendly, but as the touches grew more persistent and moved closer and closer to her legs, she began to feel afraid. Then one night, a year later, after her birthday party, her father raped her and told her not to tell anyone or he’d hurt her. Being only eleven, she complied and remained silent.
When her father tried to rape her again on her fourteenth birthday, her power finally kicked in. She was crying…crying so hard and her father wouldn’t let her up. He put all his weight on her. She kicked at him, but he was stronger, and she finally just became angry. Her pent-up anger from all the years exploded. When she changed back, she didn’t remember anything she’d done; she only found her father’s dead body lying on top of her.
Her mom kicked her out of the house when she turned fifteen, because of three more animal incidents. She’d killed her teacher when he’d tried to comfort her by putting an arm around her. She’d killed a homeless man on the street, because she’d thought he was trying to grab her, and she’d killed a police officer when he felt for weapons or drugs on her person. Her mother was tired of trying to live with someone who had somehow become half-animal.
Ever since then, Citlolly’s been roaming the streets aimlessly, killing people who try to touch her or scare her. Hiding her face, and trying to be invisible.
Your full name: Vanessa Crowe
Any names you prefer to go by?: Lolly or Bubblegum
Describe yourself in 10 words or less: I'm small, anorexic-thin, a cut on my knee.
What do others compliment about you?: My laugh and pervertedness
What do you see as your best feature?: My makeup style or my eyes
Name your worst flaw: I have suicidal thoughts and I used to cut myself.
Your biggest fear: Being the only person in the world
Your worst memory: When my sister broke her arm or when she almost drowned.
Your biggest secret: I'm bisexual.
The most important person in your life: I don't know,
Anything else?: Nope.
I'VE COME TO YOUR RESCUE
but you can't rescue me
Member Title: Weirdo?
Anything Else? None.
Roleplay Sample: (I'm just gonna do a part from her history, okay?) Citlolly pressed down lightly on the gas. She had to remember that running away didn't have to be so hard. Her mom's silver Toyota truck lurched, the engine rumbling underneath her. All carefulness forgotten, she threw the car into reverse and sped back. She twisted the wheel to the side and the car spun to the side.
She shifted into Drive and pressed the gas down. Going seventy miles per hour down a residential area, she was bound to be caught by a police officer, but she was beyond caring. Laughing deviously, madly, she squealed the tires around a corner and almost collided with the police car.
The officer turned on his lights and chased her down. She stopped the truck and got out, lifting her arms above her head as she was instructed to. The officer stomped over and started patting her down. As soon as his hand got to her thigh, she tensed. The cop prodded more intently, thinking her tensing was about something unusual.
Suddenly, Citlolly changed. A flash of brilliant white light and a girl no longer remained...only a wolf with blood flashing in its eyes. Upon closer examination, the wolf seemed to be glowing silvery. She jumped onto the officer and began clawing and biting at his throat. Instantly, the cop went limp and the wolf bit into his jugular, ending it all.
Four hours later, Citlolly woke up in a hospital. Dazed and confused...
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