Post by Anthea Anderson on Dec 17, 2007 17:45:00 GMT 7
Character name: Anthea Anderson
Age: 23
Appearance: She's 5'2", with red hair that is sometimes dyed blonde, and blue eyes.
Personality: Anthea is rather shy when it comes to meeting strangers. When she knows a person better, she would open up and be more at ease. When she is passionate about a subject, she would do anything to convince others. Anthea is a perfectionist, and likes to make sure that everything she does is of the highest standards. When she likes a topic, she would read up extensively on it. She loves to write and spends hours reading various books to learn about different writing styles. Anthea doesn't trust easily, as she feels that trust is really overrated.
Talents: Anthea loves to read, and she writes novels in her spare time. She also loves to fight, and spends most of her time training. Anthea swims well, even for an elf.
Flaws: She's rather hot headed, and could get aggressive if provoked. She does not trust most of the people around her except for her family.
Biography: Mother: Leigh Anderson
Father: David Anderson
David Anderson was an elven male, who arrived in Norfolk due to troubles with his family, who disapproved of his chosen occupation. They were vicious in their criticism of his job and the amount of money he made, which prompted him to flee to Norfolk to avoid further criticism.
Leigh Anderson was a native elven woman. She met David while vacationing in the coty, where he was working as a clerk. They grew closer as time passes, and soon they were spending the remainder of her vacation together. When her vacation time was over, they promised to write to each other weekly. Leigh’s family was treated badly by her relatives, as her father is not of the same religion as her mother.
After a few months of correspondence, both of them grew even closer and they started to date. It was on one of these dates that David proposed to her.
Both of their relatives treated Anthea’s family very badly as her parents were not of the same faith (compared to them) and they were of different nationalities. They loved Anthea dearly as she was their little ‘miracle’, as the doctors have told Leigh that she would never have children due to multiple miscarriages in the past.
Anthea was born in Norfolk, in the outskirts of the city. From a young age, she was taught that money was not everything. Although she was her parents' miracle, they never did let her do whatever she wants to. She was brought up just like any other child, and was told from a young age that though she was a 'miracle', she also has to understand that that does not give her special privileges.
RP sample: Anthea frowned, staring at the paper in anger, and disgust. She could not believe that her parents wanted her to write a report on the things she did that Saturday when they were not around. Why did she have to do that, anyway? She thought angrily to herself. Sighing, she took out her pen and started writing, the sound of birds chirping her only company. She slaved away at her desk, slowly writing out the report. About an hour later she was done. Walking slowly to her father's room, she knocked on the door before opening it.
"dad?" she called out. Spotting him on the floor, she rushed towards him. "Dad!"
Age: 23
Appearance: She's 5'2", with red hair that is sometimes dyed blonde, and blue eyes.
Personality: Anthea is rather shy when it comes to meeting strangers. When she knows a person better, she would open up and be more at ease. When she is passionate about a subject, she would do anything to convince others. Anthea is a perfectionist, and likes to make sure that everything she does is of the highest standards. When she likes a topic, she would read up extensively on it. She loves to write and spends hours reading various books to learn about different writing styles. Anthea doesn't trust easily, as she feels that trust is really overrated.
Talents: Anthea loves to read, and she writes novels in her spare time. She also loves to fight, and spends most of her time training. Anthea swims well, even for an elf.
Flaws: She's rather hot headed, and could get aggressive if provoked. She does not trust most of the people around her except for her family.
Biography: Mother: Leigh Anderson
Father: David Anderson
David Anderson was an elven male, who arrived in Norfolk due to troubles with his family, who disapproved of his chosen occupation. They were vicious in their criticism of his job and the amount of money he made, which prompted him to flee to Norfolk to avoid further criticism.
Leigh Anderson was a native elven woman. She met David while vacationing in the coty, where he was working as a clerk. They grew closer as time passes, and soon they were spending the remainder of her vacation together. When her vacation time was over, they promised to write to each other weekly. Leigh’s family was treated badly by her relatives, as her father is not of the same religion as her mother.
After a few months of correspondence, both of them grew even closer and they started to date. It was on one of these dates that David proposed to her.
Both of their relatives treated Anthea’s family very badly as her parents were not of the same faith (compared to them) and they were of different nationalities. They loved Anthea dearly as she was their little ‘miracle’, as the doctors have told Leigh that she would never have children due to multiple miscarriages in the past.
Anthea was born in Norfolk, in the outskirts of the city. From a young age, she was taught that money was not everything. Although she was her parents' miracle, they never did let her do whatever she wants to. She was brought up just like any other child, and was told from a young age that though she was a 'miracle', she also has to understand that that does not give her special privileges.
RP sample: Anthea frowned, staring at the paper in anger, and disgust. She could not believe that her parents wanted her to write a report on the things she did that Saturday when they were not around. Why did she have to do that, anyway? She thought angrily to herself. Sighing, she took out her pen and started writing, the sound of birds chirping her only company. She slaved away at her desk, slowly writing out the report. About an hour later she was done. Walking slowly to her father's room, she knocked on the door before opening it.
"dad?" she called out. Spotting him on the floor, she rushed towards him. "Dad!"