Post by xira on Jul 23, 2009 17:50:42 GMT -5
the city is at war !
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[/center]character info !
full name • Xira Lisa Origliasso
nick names • Xi , anything else you can think of
age • 19
grade • freshman // Major – Musical Composition // Minor - Drama
hometown • Australia
sexuality • Bisexual
member group • college
character looks !
[/color][/center]height • 5”3’
hair • Blonde
eyes • Brown
play by • Jessica Origliasso
character personality !
[/color][/size][/center]likes •
- Late night movies
- Singing
- Dancing
- Pasta
- Going out
- Boys
- Girls
- Chocolate
- Writing
dislikes •
- People who think they know better than her
- Fish
- The dark
- Arguments
- Loud screamy music
- Small rooms
- Being told what to do
habits/quirks •
- Moving a hand through her hair
- Talking in her sleep
fears •
- Loosing someone she loves
- Small rooms
dreams •
- Find someone to love
- Be famous
secrets •
- She lost her twin sister when she was 15
overall • Stubborn, persuasive, loyal, rebel, impatient, flirtatious, temperamental.
character history !
[/size][/color]mother • Annick Greene 38 Songwriter
father • Jack Origliasso 40 Songwriter
siblings • Ciara Jessica Origliasso 15 [died]
pets • /
other family • /
overall • Xira was born in Melbourne, Australia. She was born a few minutes after her twin sister Ciara. She grew up pretty normal. Her sister was always her best friend. They pulled tricks on people, constantly switching places, confusing people. She never was the top of her class at school, unlike her twin, who was a straight a student. She was always under pressure, her parents always on her back because she wasn’t as good as her sister. At the age of 14 they moved to the United States.
Her life was perfect until she turned 15. She had lots of friends and things were looking up at school. One night her and her sister were asked for a party a senior at their school was throwing. Both of them very excited they immediately accepted without a second thought. Everything went perfect, for hours they danced and just had fun. Everything came crashing down though when one of their older friends offered to give them a ride home.
They were almost home when a truck hit the side of the car at a crossroads. Xira barely survived, the driver and her sister weren’t so lucky though. They died the second the truck hit their car. Xira spend weeks in the hospital, recovering from the accident. She doesn’t have any scars of it now, or atleast not on the outside.
Unlike some people might think, Xira’s school didn’t suffer under the incident. For a month it looked like she would fail for her classes. Then she suddenly turned around, her grades got better and she slowly started socializing again. She graduated high school with ease and decided with the encouragement of her parents to go to college and study musical composition.
about you !
[/color][/size][/center]your name • Xira
your age • 16
roleplaying experience • a few years
how you found us • don't remember the site name
roleplay sample •
from another rp
Xira watched as Tilly made her way into the bathroom again, wondering if she was mad or something. She couldn’t have Tilly mad at her, it would break her apart. She shuddered at the idea of not having Tilly in her life to help her. She wouldn’t be the same, she would have broken down a very long time ago. She very slowly got up wiping her tears from her eyes. She walked over to the bathroom only to have the door kicked closed in her face. She took a step back surprised, causing her to trip over some magazines she had been planning to read. She let out a yelp as she fell to her back hard. Taking a deep breath she bit away the pain, this was nothing compared to what she had gone too soo little time ago.
Why had she done it, burning her own skin, inflicting physical pain, just so she wouldn’t have to feel the emotional one. She knew it was wrong, and only helped for a little while. But she couldn’t stop doing it. Had she tried ? Yes, she had. Most people didn’t understand it, simply wouldn’t understand it. It wasn’t easy to stop inflicting pain. It was like taking drugs or smoking, once you started, it is very hard to stop. It’s like a drug, screaming at you that it will make you feel better every time you’re down.
Xira got up from the floor , not letting her eyes wander away from the door, just in case Tilly came out. Taking a few steps forward again she knocked on the door of the bathroom, not sure what was going on in there. “Tilly ? Are you okay in there ?” She asked, worry clearly evident in her voice. She thought she had heard a bang or something before the door had been closed. What had Tily done ? Had she dropped something ? Or had she fallen herself. She let out a relieved sigh as Tilly finally opened the door. “What happened in there ?” She asked worried, she didn’t want to pry but she was worried for her friend.
She sighed and sat back down on her bed, watching as Tilly walked to her closet and picked out a pyjama. She forced herself to get up and walk towards her own closet. Taking the first thing that met her eye she quickly undressed and put on the black top and shorts. The top however didn’t have any sleeves. Xira realised it just a minute too late and decided to let it be. She would simply hide her arm from Tillys view. She wasn’t sure how the brunette would react when she saw it. It wasn’t a pretty sight, her skin having been burned over and over again. She had never really given it enough time to heal, causing it to just get worse every single time she did it.
She sat back down on her bed once she was done getting dressed. A smile forced it’s way on her lips as Tilly said she loved her. Xira looked her in the eyes, “I love you too.” She said, meaning every word of it. She took a deep breath and looked down at the bed for a second. “..I want to tell you.” She said frowning. It was true, she did want Tilly to know what was going on in her life. She was just scared of, no matter how ridiculous it sounded, Tilly’s reaction. That was the only thing holding her back from telling the older girl everything.
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