Post by Emily Adair Swann on Dec 12, 2009 16:06:27 GMT -5
idon'tcareaboutclever,idon'tcareaboutfunny
emilyadairswann
bonjour, my name is ALYSSA. i've got NINETEEN
tracks spinning on my record. i've got serious skill 'cause i've been roleplaying for MORE THAN FIVE YEARS and i live in the EASTERN timezone.
[/font][/size][/center]
iwantloadsofclothesandfuckloadsofdiamonds
name , Emily Adair Swann
nicknames , Em, Slave, Girl
age & date of birth , 18, May 2nd
gender , Female
sexual orientation , Straight
played by , Selena Gomez
[/size]
ihearpeoplediewhiletryingtofindthem
height , 5 feet and 2 inches
weight , 115
tattoos and piercings , Her ear lobes are pierced; she has no tattoos.
distinguishing features ,
There are a few things that make Emily stand out amongst other slaves. She's half vampire, which means at times you may catch a pair of pointy fangs. She has startling green eyes with red and gold specks. Though her skin is very pale, it does have some color, pointing to her half human heritage. She has a rose shaped birthmark on the back of her neck.
physical flaws , Some may see her as a bit too pale for most people, not to mention the fangs can appear a little unpleasant when they come out. She may be short for some people's tastes, and her face can often be described as "innocent". The gold and red flecks in her eyes make it obvious as to what she is and can make a few people avoid her.
personal style , Being a slave, she doesn't have much choice in what she wants to wear. However, if she ever had the choice, likely she would wear something less revealing than she's forced to wear on a regular basis. Something like a baggy sweatshirt or hoody and a pair of long and slightly baggy jeans. She would wear no make-up and would avoid anything to make her look more attractive. She would never be seen sporting high heels and would more than likely prefer a comfortable pair of sneakers. Of course, she has no choices and is usually in her birthday suit or something that's far too revealing.
[/size]
life'saboutfilmstarsandlessaboutmothers
likes ,
[/li][li][/b] Safety
[/li][li][/b] Comfort
[/li][li][/b] Friends
[/li][li][/b] Being A Slave
[/li][li][/b] Having A Kind, but strict Master
[/li][li][/b] Following Orders
[/li][li][/b] Helping People
[/li][li][/b] Pretty things, like flowers and art
[/li][li][/b] Writing
[/li][/ul]
[/color]
dislikes ,
[/li][li][/b] Killing
[/li][li][/b] Untrustworthy People
[/li][li][/b] Arguments
[/li][li][/b] Being Yelled At
[/li][li][/b] Being Punished
[/li][li][/b] Pain
[/li][li][/b] Being Used To Feed
[/li][li][/b] Wearing Revealing Clothing
[/li][li][/b] Werewolves
[/li][/ul][/color]
strengths ,
[/li][li][/b] Good Listener
[/li][li][/b] Dependable
[/li][li][/b] Calm
[/li][li][/b] Caring
[/li][li][/b] Intellegent
[/li][/ul][/color]
weaknesses ,
[/li][li][/b] Strong Willed
[/li][li][/b] Dependent On Others
[/li][li][/b] Clumsy; She's always afraid she's going to do something wrong
[/li][li][/b] Insecure
[/li][li][/b] Talks too much when she's nervous
[/li][/ul]
[/color]
fears ,
[/li][li][/b] Being Left in the Market
[/li][li][/b] Being In Trouble
[/li][li][/b] Doing Something Wrong
[/li][li][/b] Living Forever
[/li][li][/b] Becoming Free
[/li][/ul][/color]
ideals , Pro Slavery
overall personality ,
Being raised as a slave, Emily doesn't mind the lifestyle she's been forced into. She does show sympathy and compassion for those simply dragged into slavery, when they had a life before it happened. She's obedient and usually tries not to question a Master's direct orders. In fact, everything revolves around the Master. She always hopes to please him; is she doesn't, she's always afraid of getting hurt.
She's very insecure and afraid; after being abused and hit through her entire life she often wonders why she is where she is and why a Master would even want her. She doesn't see much in herself, especially since she's half vampire and lives off of blood. Often this and her fear of getting hurt makes her clumsy when doing chores; it would take a lot of training to make her a good maid, not to mention lots of broken dishes.
Her greatest fear is being stuck in the Market. She's always hated it and often remembers it as the place she'd lost her mother. She tries to be good and obedient at all costs, or she's afraid of going back. Life at the market had always taken it's toll on her.
Though hidden deep down, Emily is brave. She is the sort of person to stand up for her beliefs, which revolve solely on her lifestyle; she believes she is where she belongs and will only call a Master, Master and no other sense of the word, and will not by any means call them by their name. She also despises them treating her like she's not a slave, and has long since given up on her own name and is used to being called simply slave or girl. She will stand up to people who try to change her.
She can argue; if a Master is kind and against slavery, it's likely she won't get along with them. Likewise, she is not fully for the mean, harmful Masters either, but that's usually where she's sold. If her temper does come out, she has always had a hot temper and usually doesn't think straight when she's really angry.
Despite all of those values, Emily is kind. She's not easily angered and listens to orders well. She likes to help other people and listens to other people's problems. She's not judgemental and she's very open minded; she listens to other people's side and not just what she thinks. If at all possible, she will try to offer a helping hand.
[/font][/size]
it'sallaboutfastcarsandcussingeachother
father , Aleexander Micheal Swann, 3000 Thousand Years, Slave
mother , Serenity Lily Names, 45, Slave
siblings , Kenneth Christopher Swann, 30, Slave
species , Half Vampire; Half Human
abilities and powers , Immortality; the only thing that can kill her is being burned.
Drinks Blood; She needs to feed at least once a month, or she'll become very weak and in considerable pain
Warm; Unlike full vampires, Emily is warm, rather than cold, more like human tempature; however, if not fed, in the second month, her skin will be ice cold.
Super Human Reflexes; Reacts quickly
Super Human Strength; Can easily tear a tree up from it's roots.
Super Human Speed; Can run faster than any car.
owns or owned by , No Master
collar , Pink
charms , Purple, Black, Red
history ,
Alexander Micheal Swann was born before the days of slavery and before the end of the world was ever prophecised. He spent his years in secret; until the creatures were out and he was captured by humans. They whipped him, used technology against him and kept him in capture. Then they decided. With him, they enslaved every other creature they could get their hands on, as well as other slaves. As the centuries passed, they forced the slaves to breed together and with them in order to make other slaves, and less commonly, to make a heir to their fortunes.
It was many years before he met Serenity. They forced to breed together, but as time grew, the two grew closer. When Serenity finally gave birth to Kenneth, the Master was pleased. He allowed Serenity and Alexander to stay in the same cage and treated them well enough. Kenneth was raised as a slave and as time flew by he gained his collar; Alexander was forced to be a torture slave for the Master of the house earning him the black collar.
Not too long after, Serenity and Alexander gave birth to a second child; Emily Adair Swann. The Master of the house was angered by the presence of a girl and sold Serenity and Emily. For years, the two were kept in the market as Emily grew older. They were kept in a different section of a market; a maturnity section where mother's and their offspring were kept together. Offspring was always how they referred to the children in captavity where she was caged. Every once in a while the pair was bought and given as pets to the Master's household, or toys.
When Emily reached the age of eight, she was taken from her mother and given the black collar. She was bought and seperated from her mother, whom she never heard from again. She was abused and hurt often. When she turned thirteen, she found a sort of peace with the life forced upon her. Though it was often abusive; she felt comfortable. After meeting slaves who had once been free, or those who had been raised as runaways, she began to appreciate her life a little more. She learned how difficult life could be otherwise, and liked the safety and knowing of being a slave.
It wasn't until the age of eighteen that she was forced the pink collar and able to sold as such, though she has never been taken and remains a virgin.
[/size]
itdoesn'tmatter'cuzi'mpackingplastic
[/size]password , Nightmares
roleplay sample ,
This was really starting to get old now. She wanted out of this place. She wanted to go...well she wasn't sure where she wanted to go. Not back home. But she wanted out of here! She was going to go insane. Not that she thought the guards would mind much anymore. She was sure they were tired of her already. She sighed. The worst part of it all was the simple fact that no matter how much she had fought, it was all in vain. She had done nothing but sound like a whiney little girl. Which was not what she was aiming for. Actually, to be honest, she herself didn't even know what she was aiming for. Except to get out of here.
She watched as most people just walked on by her cage. Most people didn't even glance her way anymore. It had been at least a week since she'd been placed in here. In this horrible place. At least a week since she'd spoken to someone. Well, okay, she had defintely screamed at people now and then. But an actual conversation? Not since she spoke to Riley. And now Riley had been moved. Of course, it could have been far more than a week now. It could have been months. But time had ceased having any meaning to her now. She just wanted out. She wanted out of this mess more than she'd ever wanted anything else.
Besides the cloth she wore around her waist, her clothing was revealing. Like the male species would drool over her revealing. And still, even with the cloth she'd somehow forced to look a little like really short shorts, she was still revealing. The shorts did cover up more than what she'd initially been forced to wear, but not by much. She was just barely able to sit without revealing everything. And the very low cut attire that revealed far too much of her upper half. The worst part about it all; there was no escape. She had been sold by her parents. Her parents! Now they were rich and probably owned a few of their own slaves.
Secretly, she wondered how long it would take before her father didn't recongize her and came down to buy her himself. A shudder ran through her body at the thought. Slowly, she brought her knees against herself and wrapped her arms around them. She wanted out. She needed out. She'd give anything to be out of this place. Well, okay, she still wouldn't give up her name. That's all she had of herself. She would not be called girl. She would not be called slave. In fact, her Master wouldn't even be called Master. No, he would have no name. There was no way anyone was going to take away her fire. She would fight tooth and nail to be who she is.
She watched as most people just walked on by her cage. Most people didn't even glance her way anymore. It had been at least a week since she'd been placed in here. In this horrible place. At least a week since she'd spoken to someone. Well, okay, she had defintely screamed at people now and then. But an actual conversation? Not since she spoke to Riley. And now Riley had been moved. Of course, it could have been far more than a week now. It could have been months. But time had ceased having any meaning to her now. She just wanted out. She wanted out of this mess more than she'd ever wanted anything else.
Besides the cloth she wore around her waist, her clothing was revealing. Like the male species would drool over her revealing. And still, even with the cloth she'd somehow forced to look a little like really short shorts, she was still revealing. The shorts did cover up more than what she'd initially been forced to wear, but not by much. She was just barely able to sit without revealing everything. And the very low cut attire that revealed far too much of her upper half. The worst part about it all; there was no escape. She had been sold by her parents. Her parents! Now they were rich and probably owned a few of their own slaves.
Secretly, she wondered how long it would take before her father didn't recongize her and came down to buy her himself. A shudder ran through her body at the thought. Slowly, she brought her knees against herself and wrapped her arms around them. She wanted out. She needed out. She'd give anything to be out of this place. Well, okay, she still wouldn't give up her name. That's all she had of herself. She would not be called girl. She would not be called slave. In fact, her Master wouldn't even be called Master. No, he would have no name. There was no way anyone was going to take away her fire. She would fight tooth and nail to be who she is.
[/size]
andthat'swhatmakesmylifesofuckingfantastic
[/size][/size][/center][/blockquote]
mmkay. so this application hurr was made by AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? of caution. steal it or take off this credit, and i shall hunt you down and eat your insides! lyrics credit to lily allen.
