Post by Spot on Jun 21, 2016 0:05:18 GMT
Spot
"When am I going to wake up and magically know who I'm supposed to be?"
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE IMPORTANCE OF BODY LANGUAGE
Age: 14
Face Claim: Emma Watson
Occupation: High school student
BUT ON THE WHOLE I'VE BEEN A SAINT
Personality: Nervous and neurotic would be two great words to describe Spot with. She's kind of cowardly and uncertain of who she's meant to be, but around close friends she opens up more and lets loose. She isn't the most ladylike of girls, and she's rather klutzy and awkward as a result. Despite being all of the above, Spot is devoted to her friends and is willing to help them out all the same. She has also been described as plucky and has a fairly decent imagination. Also, she has a fascination with mystery stories.
Place of Residence: Greenwich Village
IT WON'T COST MUCH
Friends: Lucky, Rolly, Cadpig (though she doesn't remember them)
Enemies: To be determined
Family: Cornelia (mother)
Gang, Group or Organization: None specific
YA POOR UNFORTUNATE SOUL
Sample Post
"ACK!"
Spot had had more than enough to do with the ridiculous etiquette lessons her family was putting her through. The awkward young girl was in the middle of lessons related to balance and coordination, and she was only really succeeding in messing them up. Again and again she tripped over her own feet and would wind up falling flat on her face as a result. She was dealing with just that at the very moment. The books she had had balanced on her head had fallen to the floor and she had her eyes closed tightly as she anticipated the lecture from her mother. The usual sort of 'Ladies must have poise and grace' lecture, really. Just as she expected, Spot was subjected to the very lecture she had been dreading.
While her mother droned on and on, Spot's gaze shifted to the open window of her family's house. Outside, there were children playing and laughing. Oh, how Spot longed to be one of them. She wanted to be free of the responsibilities of being a lady... Just once.
"When am I going to wake up and magically know who I'm supposed to be?"
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE IMPORTANCE OF BODY LANGUAGE
Age: 14
Face Claim: Emma Watson
Occupation: High school student
BUT ON THE WHOLE I'VE BEEN A SAINT
Personality: Nervous and neurotic would be two great words to describe Spot with. She's kind of cowardly and uncertain of who she's meant to be, but around close friends she opens up more and lets loose. She isn't the most ladylike of girls, and she's rather klutzy and awkward as a result. Despite being all of the above, Spot is devoted to her friends and is willing to help them out all the same. She has also been described as plucky and has a fairly decent imagination. Also, she has a fascination with mystery stories.
Place of Residence: Greenwich Village
IT WON'T COST MUCH
Friends: Lucky, Rolly, Cadpig (though she doesn't remember them)
Enemies: To be determined
Family: Cornelia (mother)
Gang, Group or Organization: None specific
YA POOR UNFORTUNATE SOUL
Sample Post
"ACK!"
Spot had had more than enough to do with the ridiculous etiquette lessons her family was putting her through. The awkward young girl was in the middle of lessons related to balance and coordination, and she was only really succeeding in messing them up. Again and again she tripped over her own feet and would wind up falling flat on her face as a result. She was dealing with just that at the very moment. The books she had had balanced on her head had fallen to the floor and she had her eyes closed tightly as she anticipated the lecture from her mother. The usual sort of 'Ladies must have poise and grace' lecture, really. Just as she expected, Spot was subjected to the very lecture she had been dreading.
While her mother droned on and on, Spot's gaze shifted to the open window of her family's house. Outside, there were children playing and laughing. Oh, how Spot longed to be one of them. She wanted to be free of the responsibilities of being a lady... Just once.