Post by Sara on Apr 12, 2010 14:25:32 GMT -5
Full Name: Sara Beckings
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance: Sara stands at about 5'3 so she is fairly short for her age. Her body is very thin and pale often times you can find burn marks covering it. Her long orangish hair is wavy and often in piggy tails. Her turquoise eyes seem to hold a deep burden in them thought it often hidden by the bright smile on her face.
Most of the time she is found in short shirts that show off her stomach, along with short shorts and white knee highs. She almost always avoids wearing shoes.
Personality: Sara is a pyromaniac and believes that demon and angels walk the earth. Hence the reason she is in Sword and Cross in the first place. Besides that she seems to be a bit bi-polar, her mood swings faster then you can turn on a light. usually she's fairly friendly. However if you catch her in a bad mood she won't hesitate to throw something flaming at you.
Job: Student
RP Sample
Sara sat silently on her bed in her one story house on Fulton. She smiled faintly, just beyond the walls she could hear her mom and new step-dad going at it. Yet that smirk sat on her face as her hands clenched her knees, just a few moments ago he had threatened to rape her if he interrupted this moment. Her mom was standing there, and didn't stop the threat, just smiled. Now Sara sat alone listening to the moans. No, she didn'thave to put up with this. Slowly she stood and walked to her dresser and pulled out her lighter, then walked to her closet and pulled out an old shirt. Carefully she rolled it up into a ball and tied it the best she could. Silently she stepped out of her room and stood infront of the next room. Carefully she sat the shirt down next to the door then made her way outside, skipping slowly.
Once outside she took a deep breath then walked into the barn and pulled out the lawn mower. She smiled again pushing it slowly into the house. Now she stood by the door again, slowly she slid most of the shirt into the gas tank of the lawn mower, then lit the other sleeve on fire, she watched it a moment then opened the door and pushed the lawnmower in. She stood watching a moment, knowing that neither of them even heard her. she let out a smirk, then made her way out of the house.
Face Claim:
Tropical KISS || Izumi Minazuki 