Post by Kenzy Jane on Mar 26, 2010 12:38:08 GMT -5
Full Name: Kenzy Jane Sleekin
Age: 10
Race:
WereFox
Powers (if Fallen angel or other):
1) Skilled Archer- most of her life was spent training in archery.
2) Flexible/Athletic- Means she is in top shape and can bend, twist, and run away from trouble with ease.
3) Advanced Aim: With her Archery came a keen ability to Aim which comes in handy with her black throwing daggers.
4) Transformation to an arctic fox
Appearance:
Kenzy has a baby doll face, a soft peach colour to it. Her Barbie doll like eyes hold a golden hue to their autumn colour. Upon the top of her head sits a short, chin length layered hair cut that is pink with highlights of blue. The mess of hair is thin, not much to it at all and it is often kept very soft to the touch. The shape of her body is as most twelve year olds would be, slightly developed in that 'imnotsurewhatsizeclothesimin' stage. She keeps herself well fit and in athletic condition.
Past her physical appearance, Kenzy is often found in shorts, thigh highs, and a button up shirt. Though the length of the sleeves on the shirt can vary. More often then not she has a barre on her head and black shoes on her feet, yet she has been known to wonder shoeless if its a nice day out. No additional jewelry or clothes is warn.
Personality:
• Active
• Energetic
• Optimistic
• Intellectual (when applicable)
• Mild tempered
• Short attention span
• Cocky
• Insane
• Loud mouthed
• Doesn't know her place
Job:
None- to younge
RP Sample
Kenzy wasn't even aware she'd been pulled out of the water, that she was flying, that she was safe. Her mind was still shutting down trying to reserve the energy she did have. Slowly, as she suddenly felt the dry ground underneath her her eyes fluttered faintly but didn't dare open. As he touched her face and spoke her eyes parted faintly her good arm reaching up, fingers spread as she attempted to touch at his face/hair. "M..My...A-ang-" was all she could manage, there was a faint look in her eyes, obvious that she was alive but not all collected not all there. Slowly her hand laid back against her stomach as a shiver pulsed threw her body. Her gaze still transfixed on the man hovering over her. As far as she was concerned, she was dead and this man was just a figment of her mind. Slowly her eyes closed again, her wounds were bad, mostly scrapes, nothing her body couldn't heal on its own. After a few moments her eyes slowly opened again, she blinked a few times then slowly she tried to sit up "W-where am I?" She asked an overly confused and panicked look on her face. As she went to push herself up she felt the pain pulse threw her arm a faint yelp passed her lips and she laid back down clinging to her arm tears starting to stream down her cheeks.
Face Claim:
Shugo Chara|| Amu 
