[b]Name:[/b] Izzy Reagan 

[b]Age:[/b] 20

[b]Gender:[/b] Female 

[b]Appearance[/b]: Izzy stands around 5"9, so she's around average height for her age. Her long dark hair goes a little past her shoulders, and occasionally her bangs cover her bright green eyes. Izzy has a slim build, normally covered by comfortable pants and a solid colored shirt. A hoodie is normally hiding her shirt though. 

[b]Personality:[/b] Odd, Happy, Inconsiderate (mainly to others feelings), Reckless, Loyal, Oblivious, and Curious

[b]Post Example:[/b]

Green eyes seemed to glow in the night as the young woman walked out into the field. It was late yes, but that was the best time for Izzy! The darker it got, the more fun things that came out to play. At least, that was her philosophy. This specific night, the raven haired girl had a few toys of her own. In one hand, a zippo lighter was flipping on and off, on and off. She stared into the flame, almost as if mesmerized by the little fire dance. In the other hand, two small fireworks were unwrapped and ready to be lighted. "Let's light up the night." A soft giggle echoed through the barren field. 

Not only moments later could one, then two fireworks be heard getting shot into the air. There was an explosion of color that followed, and Izzy stared up in awe. What beauty simple fires could cause. They were dangerous and yet so fun to mess with. 

"Hey you! Get out of here!" 

The sounds of an angry, sleep deprived farmer caught the girl's attention and she giggled. "I don't think he's happy." She spoke as if someone was right next to her. Izzy bounded off to escape the farmer. Instead of going home, she wandered the streets, figuring out what she could do next- or even where could she go...? Did she even have a home to turn to? Oddly enough, that wasn't important to her. 
Izzy needed a new adventure, tired of the same old and yet she was determined to get one.