Post by Anastasia Sophronia on Apr 26, 2009 19:12:54 GMT -6
- Name - Anastasia Sophronia
- Age - 35
- Gender - Female
- Weight - 125 lbs
- Height - 5'10"
- Eye Color - Hazel
- Hair Color - Black
- Body Type - Thin and Athletic
- Tattoos - One on her wrist
- Piercings - Two normal piercings on each side in her ear lobes.
- Appearance - At least 200 words.
Anastasia has a beautiful frame from head to toe. She has naturally black hair that rests just above her waist even though many times it will be pulled up into a pony tail. Most of the time her hair will have a slight wave to it, otherwise, it usually is completely straight. She has a particularly tan complexion that comes naturally also considering her background. Her eyes are a soft hazel that had shifted from being green which are a little lower than her thin dark eyebrows. She has soft and thin appearing lips that sometimes may be wearing lipstick, but not often. She is a bit on the taller side for a woman, but nothing abnormal. She is five feet and ten inches tall, but she usually wears boots which makes her around six feet tall usually.
Anastasia usually is wearing a tank top of some sort and jeans along with her black healed boots. If she is out anywhere late at night, she usually wears a black robe and always has the hood on the robe up over her head. When going out to a bar or somewhere nice she wears a corset and jeans. Her slightly longer finger nails usually have a red shade to them. Along her right wrist, she has a Chinese tattoo consisting of three separate parts which mean, “Born to fight.” She also has a few scars. One is at her right ankle, a few scattered up her legs and one distinct one across her hip.
Anastasia usually carries two Nieto knives and one Desert Eagle pistol. All of her weapons are easily visible when she has them, but she is well trained in using them.
- Personality - At least 200 words.
Anastasia has an eerie sense around other people. She is usually quite quiet and thoughtful. She watches every detail in the situation. This does not mean she is anti-social. She just usually doesn't start a conversation unless you talk to her first. She is a bit colder and more of a loner. Once you get to know her, she becomes more understandable through the way she acts. She can have a very fun personality, but she can get hurt easily if you know the key to doing so.
During missions or assignments, she is very focused. She doesn't regret anyone she has or will kill. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty and usually is not afraid by others. She is altogether a very strong human. Although she is so cold at certain points, she has fallen in love before. She has almost become afraid of doing so now. She is afraid of being hurt again and betrayed as what happened a few years earlier.
She has very few fears and usually she hides them very well. She has a fear of being abused and taken advantage of by other men. She is not necessarily afraid of death itself, but of how she will die. She is still trying to overcome some of her other fears. She also wonders if she’ll ever find someone worth living for again and tries to keep an open mind about finding another man. She is very strong and intelligent though. She hates those who like to hurt other people for no valid reason.
- History - At least 200 words.
Anastasia was born in Venice, Italy to two Greek parents, Achilles and Iris. Except her parent's marriage was forbidden and had become a secret that neither of them could exploit or they would both be killed. Anastasia was raised secretly within the confines of their home until she was thirteen. She was also taught at home. Although she was home-schooled, her education did not always consist of the normal activities, unless you consider teaching a child martial arts and gun handling normal.
When she reached the age of thirteen, she was taken to Iris's aunt's house in Germany, where Maria took care of her. Anastasia no longer saw her parents, but later heard rumors of their deaths. She first heard of their deaths when she was eighteen. She wasn't very emotionally distraught by this tragic event due to the fact that she felt as though her parent's abandoned her. All that was left to her now was her aunt and her boyfriend, James, who she had known for a year and a half. Needless to say, he was the one relationship she trusted and it was broken two months after her parent's death. She witnessed her boyfriend being ripped apart by some vampire. She was also raped that night, but her skin was not pierced by any vampire. She was just left there.
After what happened to her, she took her studies much more seriously. Her martial arts training got much more intense as she studied under a few professors, but never the same one for over a month. She picked up knife handling and her gun handling became very accurate. She began learning how to defend herself more efficiently. After going through years of training, she found herself in Forks at the current age of 35.
- Likes/Dislikes -
Likes:
`Playing violin
`Friends
`Training
Dislikes:
`Vampires
`Most men
`Death
- Fears - Getting taken advantage of by men and how she will die.
- Strengths - Martial arts, gun handling, and knife handling.
- Weaknesses - She's only human and her past.
- Secrets - She was raped and her family background.
- Favourite Colour -
- Code - Meyer
- Example Post -
Anastasia's eyes lay focused on the man across the street in his early twenties. His golden hair rested just above his broad shoulders as her eyes wandered down his muscular frame. She had been watching him for around an hour of him working behind the counter of a small clothing shop. She observed his small movements that led him outside. He decided to pull out a cigarette and she let out a small growl. What is he doing wasting his perfect beauty? She let out a drawn sigh as her body stay perfectly motionless. Finally, the man met her eyes and she didn't break the stare. A bus interrupted this little session and she disappeared into a small ally that led to a bar.
She removed her hood as her long brown hair spilled out over her shoulders and the moonlight ran across her skin and casted a slight glow. Her eyes were fixated on the moon for a moment as though she were in a trance. Her eyes shifted towards the door in front of her as she heard the conversations being spoken to each other. She rested her fingers on the door knob and let herself in as her healed boots made soft clicks against the wooden floor as she made her way to the bartender and took a seat at the bar as a few eyes wandered to her.
She was used to these glances and had the instinct that people sensed what type of presence she was. She waved the bartender from her. She just came here to get away from her life and observe other people. Her elbows rested on the marble counter top as she one of her gloved hands that only revealed her fingers rested on her cheek. She ignored the stares that were sent her way and rolled her eyes and pulled off her thin, black robe that cover her thin body.
She was wearing a black corset that met a pair of blue jeans that ran eventually to her black high-healed boots that rested on the metal ring at the lower end of the stool she was sitting on. Her eyes shifted to someone who was sitting off at an empty table. He seemed close to her age. Judging by his skin color, he was human. Her eyes dilated a little as she brought his scent in. Surely human.
She heard someone approaching her and the laughs of a few other men. She smelt the alcohol on his breath. Hello there sexy. What do you say you come with me for a little bit? She heard him whisper close to her ear as he layed his hand firmly on her arm. Her eyes still rested on the man relatively her age before glancing down as her eyes darkened.
- Age - 35
- Gender - Female
- Weight - 125 lbs
- Height - 5'10"
- Eye Color - Hazel
- Hair Color - Black
- Body Type - Thin and Athletic
- Tattoos - One on her wrist
- Piercings - Two normal piercings on each side in her ear lobes.
- Appearance - At least 200 words.
Anastasia has a beautiful frame from head to toe. She has naturally black hair that rests just above her waist even though many times it will be pulled up into a pony tail. Most of the time her hair will have a slight wave to it, otherwise, it usually is completely straight. She has a particularly tan complexion that comes naturally also considering her background. Her eyes are a soft hazel that had shifted from being green which are a little lower than her thin dark eyebrows. She has soft and thin appearing lips that sometimes may be wearing lipstick, but not often. She is a bit on the taller side for a woman, but nothing abnormal. She is five feet and ten inches tall, but she usually wears boots which makes her around six feet tall usually.
Anastasia usually is wearing a tank top of some sort and jeans along with her black healed boots. If she is out anywhere late at night, she usually wears a black robe and always has the hood on the robe up over her head. When going out to a bar or somewhere nice she wears a corset and jeans. Her slightly longer finger nails usually have a red shade to them. Along her right wrist, she has a Chinese tattoo consisting of three separate parts which mean, “Born to fight.” She also has a few scars. One is at her right ankle, a few scattered up her legs and one distinct one across her hip.
Anastasia usually carries two Nieto knives and one Desert Eagle pistol. All of her weapons are easily visible when she has them, but she is well trained in using them.
- Personality - At least 200 words.
Anastasia has an eerie sense around other people. She is usually quite quiet and thoughtful. She watches every detail in the situation. This does not mean she is anti-social. She just usually doesn't start a conversation unless you talk to her first. She is a bit colder and more of a loner. Once you get to know her, she becomes more understandable through the way she acts. She can have a very fun personality, but she can get hurt easily if you know the key to doing so.
During missions or assignments, she is very focused. She doesn't regret anyone she has or will kill. She is not afraid to get her hands dirty and usually is not afraid by others. She is altogether a very strong human. Although she is so cold at certain points, she has fallen in love before. She has almost become afraid of doing so now. She is afraid of being hurt again and betrayed as what happened a few years earlier.
She has very few fears and usually she hides them very well. She has a fear of being abused and taken advantage of by other men. She is not necessarily afraid of death itself, but of how she will die. She is still trying to overcome some of her other fears. She also wonders if she’ll ever find someone worth living for again and tries to keep an open mind about finding another man. She is very strong and intelligent though. She hates those who like to hurt other people for no valid reason.
- History - At least 200 words.
Anastasia was born in Venice, Italy to two Greek parents, Achilles and Iris. Except her parent's marriage was forbidden and had become a secret that neither of them could exploit or they would both be killed. Anastasia was raised secretly within the confines of their home until she was thirteen. She was also taught at home. Although she was home-schooled, her education did not always consist of the normal activities, unless you consider teaching a child martial arts and gun handling normal.
When she reached the age of thirteen, she was taken to Iris's aunt's house in Germany, where Maria took care of her. Anastasia no longer saw her parents, but later heard rumors of their deaths. She first heard of their deaths when she was eighteen. She wasn't very emotionally distraught by this tragic event due to the fact that she felt as though her parent's abandoned her. All that was left to her now was her aunt and her boyfriend, James, who she had known for a year and a half. Needless to say, he was the one relationship she trusted and it was broken two months after her parent's death. She witnessed her boyfriend being ripped apart by some vampire. She was also raped that night, but her skin was not pierced by any vampire. She was just left there.
After what happened to her, she took her studies much more seriously. Her martial arts training got much more intense as she studied under a few professors, but never the same one for over a month. She picked up knife handling and her gun handling became very accurate. She began learning how to defend herself more efficiently. After going through years of training, she found herself in Forks at the current age of 35.
- Likes/Dislikes -
Likes:
`Playing violin
`Friends
`Training
Dislikes:
`Vampires
`Most men
`Death
- Fears - Getting taken advantage of by men and how she will die.
- Strengths - Martial arts, gun handling, and knife handling.
- Weaknesses - She's only human and her past.
- Secrets - She was raped and her family background.
- Favourite Colour -
- Code - Meyer
- Example Post -
Anastasia's eyes lay focused on the man across the street in his early twenties. His golden hair rested just above his broad shoulders as her eyes wandered down his muscular frame. She had been watching him for around an hour of him working behind the counter of a small clothing shop. She observed his small movements that led him outside. He decided to pull out a cigarette and she let out a small growl. What is he doing wasting his perfect beauty? She let out a drawn sigh as her body stay perfectly motionless. Finally, the man met her eyes and she didn't break the stare. A bus interrupted this little session and she disappeared into a small ally that led to a bar.
She removed her hood as her long brown hair spilled out over her shoulders and the moonlight ran across her skin and casted a slight glow. Her eyes were fixated on the moon for a moment as though she were in a trance. Her eyes shifted towards the door in front of her as she heard the conversations being spoken to each other. She rested her fingers on the door knob and let herself in as her healed boots made soft clicks against the wooden floor as she made her way to the bartender and took a seat at the bar as a few eyes wandered to her.
She was used to these glances and had the instinct that people sensed what type of presence she was. She waved the bartender from her. She just came here to get away from her life and observe other people. Her elbows rested on the marble counter top as she one of her gloved hands that only revealed her fingers rested on her cheek. She ignored the stares that were sent her way and rolled her eyes and pulled off her thin, black robe that cover her thin body.
She was wearing a black corset that met a pair of blue jeans that ran eventually to her black high-healed boots that rested on the metal ring at the lower end of the stool she was sitting on. Her eyes shifted to someone who was sitting off at an empty table. He seemed close to her age. Judging by his skin color, he was human. Her eyes dilated a little as she brought his scent in. Surely human.
She heard someone approaching her and the laughs of a few other men. She smelt the alcohol on his breath. Hello there sexy. What do you say you come with me for a little bit? She heard him whisper close to her ear as he layed his hand firmly on her arm. Her eyes still rested on the man relatively her age before glancing down as her eyes darkened.
