Post by rosetyler on Apr 8, 2010 13:05:02 GMT -5
Basics:
Character's name: Rose Marion Tyler
Age and DoB: 27th April 1987 [23 years old]
Gender: Female
Relationship Status: Single
Job: N/A
Default face: Billie Piper
Roleplayer's Name: Vicky
Appearance:
Height: 5'6
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair colour/generalness: Fairly straight, blonde, around shoulder length.
Anything else about how they look that may be important to the RPG? Not really (Describing appearances aren't my strong point).
Personality:
Hobbies: 'Hobbies' aren't really something Rose has a lot of. Her biggest hobby was travelling space and time with the Doctor, and if she could choose she'd probably spend most - Or all - of her time doing so.
General likes and dislikes:
Likes: Chips, The Doctor, travelling, her family, her friends, visiting new worlds and other times, correcting other people, helping to save the world/universe.
Dislikes: Daleks, cybermen, being proven wrong, getting left behind (Especially by the Doctor), being completely wrong, bossy people, Pete's World, Badwolf Bay.
Strengths and weaknesses:
Strengths: Rose is a very determined young woman, and once she decides to do something or sets her mind to something she has good follow through and refuses to give up. She's a quick learner and gets a grasp of things quickly; especially when travelling through time and space is concerned; she is intelligent and understanding.
She has a strong sense of empathy and sympathy, and is good at understanding people. Another thing she learned more recently is she is good at handling weapons, so occasionally is handy in fights - Though, mostly she's better at running away and has quite a speedy run.
Anything they're afraid of? She has a strong fear of daleks, death, losing her family and losing the Doctor (Despite the fact that least fear has already come to life).
How would they react to the following situation:
Your character is sat in the tavern, when the serving wench drops a whole tray of drinks over them, causing the whole room to descend into hysterical laughter. Rose would be the type to sympathise with the woman and help her to clean it up, probably glowering at all the laughing customers in the process - She tends to be the type of young woman who will help out someone in need.
Character History:
Place of birth: South London, England, Planet Earth.
Parents: Jackie and Pete Tyler.
Brothers? Sisters? Cousins? Inlaws? One younger brother called Tony, any cousins are unspecified.
History: Gah. Cba typing a history. Since I'm already accepted, I'll just post a wiki link. I'm so not lazy. *Cough* tardis.wikia.com/wiki/Rose_Tyler
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Role-playing Sample:
Character's name: Rose Marion Tyler
Age and DoB: 27th April 1987 [23 years old]
Gender: Female
Relationship Status: Single
Job: N/A
Default face: Billie Piper
Roleplayer's Name: Vicky
Appearance:
Height: 5'6
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair colour/generalness: Fairly straight, blonde, around shoulder length.
Anything else about how they look that may be important to the RPG? Not really (Describing appearances aren't my strong point).
Personality:
Hobbies: 'Hobbies' aren't really something Rose has a lot of. Her biggest hobby was travelling space and time with the Doctor, and if she could choose she'd probably spend most - Or all - of her time doing so.
General likes and dislikes:
Likes: Chips, The Doctor, travelling, her family, her friends, visiting new worlds and other times, correcting other people, helping to save the world/universe.
Dislikes: Daleks, cybermen, being proven wrong, getting left behind (Especially by the Doctor), being completely wrong, bossy people, Pete's World, Badwolf Bay.
Strengths and weaknesses:
Strengths: Rose is a very determined young woman, and once she decides to do something or sets her mind to something she has good follow through and refuses to give up. She's a quick learner and gets a grasp of things quickly; especially when travelling through time and space is concerned; she is intelligent and understanding.
She has a strong sense of empathy and sympathy, and is good at understanding people. Another thing she learned more recently is she is good at handling weapons, so occasionally is handy in fights - Though, mostly she's better at running away and has quite a speedy run.
Anything they're afraid of? She has a strong fear of daleks, death, losing her family and losing the Doctor (Despite the fact that least fear has already come to life).
How would they react to the following situation:
Your character is sat in the tavern, when the serving wench drops a whole tray of drinks over them, causing the whole room to descend into hysterical laughter. Rose would be the type to sympathise with the woman and help her to clean it up, probably glowering at all the laughing customers in the process - She tends to be the type of young woman who will help out someone in need.
Character History:
Place of birth: South London, England, Planet Earth.
Parents: Jackie and Pete Tyler.
Brothers? Sisters? Cousins? Inlaws? One younger brother called Tony, any cousins are unspecified.
History: Gah. Cba typing a history. Since I'm already accepted, I'll just post a wiki link. I'm so not lazy. *Cough* tardis.wikia.com/wiki/Rose_Tyler
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Role-playing Sample:
Waiting for Ms Pillsbury to speak to her, Kaya’s gaze dragged curiously around the office...It was so clean. She’d never entered a room where everything was so neat, orderly and clean. It even smelled clean, amazingly enough. She knew the guidance counsellor had a thing for being things being clean and just so, but she didn’t think it was this strong. It didn’t bother her; however, in fact, she only wished her Mom would be so clean; rather than the slob she was, then maybe Kaya wouldn’t need to spend so much time cleaning up after her, so that they didn’t live in a complete and utter dump. Of course, she’d spent years trying to convince her parents they had the money for a maid, maybe even a butler and a cook; but she hadn’t convinced them yet, she believed they were almost cracking under the pressure of their resilient daughter’s constant whining, though. Once the young blonde got her mind on something, she didn’t give up easily, and she assumed she’d win out over them, in the end.
At Emma’s sudden outburst, she couldn’t help but giggling, under her breath. She’d never seen anyone get so excited about winning anything before; well, not anything that was only won on a computer screen, anyway. She’d been excited by wins in cheerleading and dance competitions before, sure, but Ms. Pillsbury was simply amusing, to the teenager right then. ”It’s alright,” She replied, her tone soft and gentle, which was almost out of character for Kaya. As compassionate as she often was; most were more used to her gossiping, bitchy tendencies, rather than the softer side which she reserved for certain situations. ”Winning’s always fun,” She agreed, with a nod, walking towards the desk and sitting on the chair, pulling it closer and folding her left leg over her right one, glancing to the red-headed woman in front of her, almost blankly at first. What could she do for her? Where did Kaya even start?
For the second time since entering the room, she inhaled heavily; breathing out in a long, slow breath, closing her glistening green eyes as she did so. ”Okay. I’m not very good at explaining my problems. I usually just keep everything bottled up, because I don’t have anyone to tell – most of my friends are even shallower than I tend to be and don’t care, and my Mom and Dad are always busy fighting. Oh, that’s one of my problems, I guess? I think they’re going to end up getting a divorce. They’ve been fighting constantly for almost six months-“ Already, she was babbling, her sentences seeming to overlap each other as they tumbled through her pale pink lips, like word vomit. ”- And, ever since I was a kid my older brother has bullied me, treated me like shit-“ She barely even batted an eyelid at the fact she’d sworn in front of a faculty member –“”But, since our parents started arguing, it got worse. I’m failing Chemistry. And Math. And Spanish. And Geography...And, probably everything else. I have dance practice and Cheerio practice tonight, scheduled at the same time. Oh, and for some reason I’m finding myself attracted to that little group of weirdos...” She eventually trailed off, her pale complexion turning vaguely red as she blushed, but not because of her babbling. ”Sorry. I meant New Directions. All of the other Cheerios look down on them – Well, except Santana and Brittany, but they’re only with them because Coach Sylvester asked, right? But, yeah, it’s not fair, I just...Really want to be on stage. I love performing.” She whispered. She’d eventually stopped, her eyes staring down at the ground, a semi-frown etched onto her lips. ”Sorry. I had to get all of that out.”
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At Emma’s sudden outburst, she couldn’t help but giggling, under her breath. She’d never seen anyone get so excited about winning anything before; well, not anything that was only won on a computer screen, anyway. She’d been excited by wins in cheerleading and dance competitions before, sure, but Ms. Pillsbury was simply amusing, to the teenager right then. ”It’s alright,” She replied, her tone soft and gentle, which was almost out of character for Kaya. As compassionate as she often was; most were more used to her gossiping, bitchy tendencies, rather than the softer side which she reserved for certain situations. ”Winning’s always fun,” She agreed, with a nod, walking towards the desk and sitting on the chair, pulling it closer and folding her left leg over her right one, glancing to the red-headed woman in front of her, almost blankly at first. What could she do for her? Where did Kaya even start?
For the second time since entering the room, she inhaled heavily; breathing out in a long, slow breath, closing her glistening green eyes as she did so. ”Okay. I’m not very good at explaining my problems. I usually just keep everything bottled up, because I don’t have anyone to tell – most of my friends are even shallower than I tend to be and don’t care, and my Mom and Dad are always busy fighting. Oh, that’s one of my problems, I guess? I think they’re going to end up getting a divorce. They’ve been fighting constantly for almost six months-“ Already, she was babbling, her sentences seeming to overlap each other as they tumbled through her pale pink lips, like word vomit. ”- And, ever since I was a kid my older brother has bullied me, treated me like shit-“ She barely even batted an eyelid at the fact she’d sworn in front of a faculty member –“”But, since our parents started arguing, it got worse. I’m failing Chemistry. And Math. And Spanish. And Geography...And, probably everything else. I have dance practice and Cheerio practice tonight, scheduled at the same time. Oh, and for some reason I’m finding myself attracted to that little group of weirdos...” She eventually trailed off, her pale complexion turning vaguely red as she blushed, but not because of her babbling. ”Sorry. I meant New Directions. All of the other Cheerios look down on them – Well, except Santana and Brittany, but they’re only with them because Coach Sylvester asked, right? But, yeah, it’s not fair, I just...Really want to be on stage. I love performing.” She whispered. She’d eventually stopped, her eyes staring down at the ground, a semi-frown etched onto her lips. ”Sorry. I had to get all of that out.”
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