CS
Age:
17
Appearance:
5’5, slender, Muscles under skin well defined.Her black eyelashes are naturally curly and make her eyes pop out (similar to the effect mascara has). She has piercings the run up the length of her ears that are accommodated with colorful studs.
Weapon: Bow with spiked arrowheads
Background with RP sample:
“Let’s braid your hair up Saray, for today is the day your mother and father will be newly weds!” The manor’s spunky maid sung as she entered De’Saray’s grand, embroidered bedroom. She yanked the girl’s bedroom curtains open to let the sun’s warming rays strike the girl’s bedsheets, to which she’d just pull up higher, over her head.
“
Go away. ” Saray whispered, not loud enough for the servant to hear under unruly, blonde curls. Saray wasn’t a rude person, normally, but this was the day she loathed most, seeing her new ‘father’ take the throne of this french manor. They weren’t broke, nor were they the richest people on earth. Such were the people who were lucky enough to be the ambassadors of kings and queens.
“Saray, ohhh saray ~. This is the day you should be proud of most of the seventeen years you’ve lived. Everyday has been wake up, homeschool, practice archery skills on your horse blaze, and sleep.
Quite the monster that animal is….” The maid ended on a low note after ridiculing the girl’s best and only friend.
Saray ejected upright in her bed, tossing of the covers. She shivered as a gust of cold air replaced the warmth, but nevertheless glared at the maid as she rubbed the goosebumps off of her arms.
. “You forgot one thing. My such everlasting destiny to become the next death. It’s starting today, for real. I’m leaving for Black University:. I cannot stand whom my mom is going to marry, and I
am seventeen. You're right, i should be proud of this day because it’s the very day i leave this place. Thank you for raising me into the women i’ve grown to be; independant. Fierce. But always loving even during my parent’s absence..” Thank you, Rose.
Have the guard ready blaze, please. “
Personality:
Her interest is, of course, in pleasure of living; her own and of close friend’s pleasure to be exact. She's very whimsical and prone to pouting and sulking if she doesn't get what she wants. Her mood is wavering, and depends entirely upon recent events. She is very much attracted to physical appearances but her one true love will be of personality decent- even if good looks are nonexistant.
Quote:
“Fear is not real. The only place that fear can exist is in our thoughts of the future. It is a product of our imagination, causing us to fear things that do not at present and may not ever exist. That is near insanity. Do not misunderstand me danger is very real but fear is a choice.”
― Will Smith