Post by hana amelia bholde on Feb 27, 2010 2:15:09 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if HANA AMELIA BHOLDE should fall behind...[/b]
"My wishes come last as a sacrifice to those I love."
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age 17.
, rp experience 7 years.
, how you found us been rping here for a while
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`just let their suffering slip your mind.
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, age 497 years (appears 16).
, date of birth December 5.
, species (human, vampire, faerie, etc.) faerie.
, canon hana bholde.
, face claim erika toda.[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight 110 lbs.
, tattoos&piercings none.
, distinguishing features gentleness in her expression.
, physical flaws seems that she could easily be pushed around.
, personal style just casual clothing, nothing that special.
, general description Hana received many of the physical traits from Willa, her mother. She had the gentle, caring, and watchful eyes that never took a specific color, always dynamic. Her facial structures were strong, but she always had a calm aura about her making her easily approachable. Her body was rather thin, her skin pale as though it was touched by snow. She has medium length straight brown hair that drops to her shoulder blades. She is found wearing simple clothing, fashion not being a very big concern to her.
Hana also has her true form which emphasizes not only her subtle beauty, but also how frail she can be from the inside out. Most of her human form applies to this form except her wings. Her wings are a resilient blue, lines coursing along in a pattern over them. In this form, she seems as though she was breakable to the touch. These wings do not allow her to fly which would be the common misconception. They are more of just a flaw, but one that makes her that much more beautiful. These wings create awe in the eyes of anyone who happens to notice their silhouette.
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`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center], dislikes death, blood, fighting, being pushed around, not being around her brother.
, strengths he unearned forgiveness, her quietness, her observations, being supportive, calming her brother easily and being his one weakness, ability to bond well with many people, is usually smart about decisions.
, weaknesses gullible, cannot defend herself, fragile, easily broken, the history of her family, friends close to her, kane.
, goals to always be there for kane, to meet her mother one day.
, fears kane being angry with her or leaving, being beaten or pushed around.
, secrets does not have any, she really doesn’t have any of her own secrets.
, personalityHana is also like her mother in personality to a point. She has that kindness and loving heart that grows as a mother does for her child. She is very open to others and willing to bond with other people. Although, she is very sweet, she often gets taken advantage of or is gullible to other people, more so in the way of being easily persuaded about something. She is also rather strong though and outside of being persuaded, she can also make some rather rational decisions, especially when it comes to where she belongs as a faerie.
The one thing that Hana is protective over is her brother, Kane. Kane has been one of the closest people in her life and she will do anything for him. This is the one area of her life in which she has a backbone; otherwise she cannot defend herself for the life of her. Her innocence creates more beauty in her but she has also found this difficult for her in certain situations.
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`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father Azreal.
, mother Willa.
, sibling(s) Kane – older brother.
, pet(s) None.
, other family None.
, history Hana grew up in a very typical environment, although their family appeared closer than some of their time. The early part of her childhood was much a mystery to her. She grew up without remembering much of her mother, her brother having to describe her to Hana. Hana had grown to become four, the age where she began to comprehend and remember her surroundings. Also at this age, her mother died, but she wasn’t present at the time that her mother was killed, only her brother was. Her father had been taking care of Hana at this time and came home with her unexpectedly to find his wife dead.
The first memory that she could recall was of her brother. They seemed to be closer than any two individuals ever could be. Part of this probably had strongly to do with the part that Kane saw many similarities between his mother and Hana. Therefore, he stayed close with Hana. She remembered when her father had made them move in order for Kane to help get past the situation. Hana still didn’t understand completely though, but often could sense something was wrong and spent many times helping Kane deal with this pain.
As she grew older, only three years younger than her brother, she too became bullied through the years she was developing into a teenager and beyond that. Their last name wasn’t exactly popular, but she observed her brother carefully as he grew stronger each day throughout his education. He began to become more and more protective of her and actually defended them both well. That worked vise versa.
Hana adopted many friends even though sometimes she grew rather shy. She relied on them more so when Kane had to be away. She watched him struggle and she found a few enemies of her own that became that way because either they tried to get her to hurt Kane or did attack him more directly. Still they remained close as she became his biggest weakness. Hana helps teach young children and other students currently and visits Kane often because she can only be away from him for a certain period of time.
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` which only hollow voices sing.
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, rules word -admin edit-
, rp sample Licentra pressed a hand to her bulging stomach as she was in her third term of pregnancy. The six month mark had just slipped by having been a bit of a challenge for her, wondering how normal human mothers had handled situations like these. Her dear daughter, Kat, had just slipped into bed for reading and then a nap and now she was laying there waiting for Drake. She could only imagine how the thrill of being able to run swiftly, the wind streaking around you, the sounds of nature lurking around every corner. She desperately missed the feeble things that fed the wolf nature in her. Part of her wondered if she could just go for a quick run in her wolf form, but she was concerned that this might effect the child. Although, if the child was born of a natural werewolf bloodline, then not only would she be protected by the healing ability of Licentra’s body, but also by its own ability.
The thought of this was almost fascinating to Licentra, but that’s not what she was considering most now. Slowly, she rose to her feet, her movements a bit more labored because she was with child. Silently she crept towards the back door and slipped out, setting the door to be locked and then shifted, a white coat erupting, the hair a bit more shaggy and longer since she last transformed. Her hair had grown over the past few months also increasing the amount of hair she had as a wolf. Blue eyes now searched the forest as though it was a foreign place to her. Something felt different since the last time she had been in this lovely home. Her focus slowly edged away from this stranger of a place to Drake’s husky scent that she now tracked and she began running along the soft musk that lined it.
Finally, she came across him under a shaded region and was laughing on the inside and very quietly came to sniff him and licked his neck. You know, you are so weird, dear. She thought to him being able to share thoughts now that they were on the same level. Part of her was curious as to how long he had just been laying out here and if he would even wake up. She stared down at him with her calm studious eyes, her lightly built frame hovering over him slightly as she had one paw on the opposite side of him, planted into the earth. She now licked across his cheek to see if he would wake up, whimpering softly because she wanted to spend some time with him again. Their lives have been busy lately and neither of them had had a relaxing few months. The worry of the baby and of how they were going to raise Kat and even of their relationship.
Part of her hoped that he wouldn’t be mad with her for having come to find him and to enjoy herself. She knew he was very concerned about how she acted with a little person inside of her and she couldn’t help but agree that she needed some guidance when having to think for a whole different person..[/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
