Post by KENNEDY MARIE JONES on Apr 7, 2011 0:04:14 GMT -5
EVER SINCE WE MET,
KENNEDYMARIEJONES,
I ONLY SHOOT UP WITH YOUR PERFUME.
KENNEDYMARIEJONES,
I ONLY SHOOT UP WITH YOUR PERFUME.
HOW DOES A HEART LOOK IF NO ONE,[/b][/size]
has noticed its presence, where does it go?
NAME: kennedy marie jones
AGE: nineteen
DATE OF BIRTH: february 11th
GENDER: female
SPECIES: shifter
- ANIMAL: german shepherd dog.
SUNKEN IN THEIR SPLINTERED CRADLES,
and ramshackle heads, they asked for it.[/b][/size]
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 115 lbs
HAIR: dark brown, usually a little longer than shoulder length with a mild wave
EYES: hazel green
NOTABLE FEATURES: left nostril pierced
PLAY BY: neon lynxie
ANIMAL APPEARANCE: she's a medium sized dog, small for the breed and lanky enough to pass as a stray. her fur is shaggy, a little longer than average and mostly tan with dark black points. her eyes retain a faint flecking of green in them, despite mostly being an amber shade, and are large and round for the most part. she looks like any average mutt on the streets, except for a little longer of a snout, a little larger of ears, and a little shorter of a tail. but no one is really counting, are they?
YOU HAVE SET YOUR HEART ON,
haunting me forever, from the start.[/b][/size]
MOTHER: marcella adrienne marretto, 44, shifter
FATHER: anderson jones, 48, shifter
SIBLINGS: none
HISTORY: anderson and marcella jones were some of the first shifters, and were of the batch of level two shifters that fled the city not long after their blacklisting. they were raised almost entirely in the wilds by older shifters, ones who had not been so young when they were given the supplements. it was there that they met, fell in love, and had kennedy. kennedy was a spitfire to begin with, a girl who spoke a language no one seemed to understand in their little refugee camp. at a young age she would babble and be off with herself, and neither her mother nor her father could understand. when she grew, however, that rebellion manifested itself in more mature ways, and the headstrong kennedy jones could not be kept quiet. when she was seventeen, kennedy had decided it was time to meet the world that her parents had fled from. she left the nomadic shifters that had made due with the wilderness and she arrived in the city, which was by far the most challenging experience of her life. trial and error found her quite frequently over the years, and she hit eighteen in a bit of a rough patch. it took time, but kennedy slowly began to fend for herself, and she managed slowly to integrate herself within the underground of the city that had chewed her parents up and spit them right back out.
TREMBLING HANDS PLAY MY HEART,
like a drum, but the beat's lost in the show.[/b][/size]
LIKES: coffee, sleep, running
DISLIKES: complainers, birds, the police
HOPES: for peace, a place to sleep, for her parents' wellbeing
FEARS: getting caught, dying, failure
A SECRET?: kennedy is easily swayed by her own greediness, and secretly wishes she could become a hunter, just so she could protect her parents.
PERSONALITY: kennedy is driven by her own motives. there is a tight-knit circle of loyalty with her, and occasionally she will look out for them almost as prominently as she does herself, but for the most part she is preoccupied with her own survival above all else. from this, she has learned that cheating, stealing, and all of those other bits and pieces that parents tell their children are wrong, became her friends. she learned to accept these as part of her life and move on. kennedy is caring, beneath that thick layer of self-centeredness, however this is not extended often if at all. she is often too busy, or too wrapped up in caring for those individuals, to let anymore in. this being said, she has a tendency to have a lost of superficial, surface encounters, and a lot of her friendships fall into this category. she is driven mostly by her pride and her urgency to fit in, as well as her need for justice. she is easily conflicted about a lot of moral issues, and like anyone her age, she struggles sometimes with coming to terms with a larger picture.
MONA LISA, PLEASED TO PLEASE YOU,
my one regret is you.[/b][/size]
ALIAS: dollie
PASSWORD: -admin edit-
OTHER CHARACTERS: ---
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: yeah, no
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