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    "My Name is Silver Fay."


    "My age is 16."


    "Are you seriously asking whether I'm a boy or a girl? I'm a girl."


    "I'm proud to be a Shapeshifter."


    "You want to know what my personality is like, huh? Well, I'm pretty quiet and prefer to be alone rather then be around people. I have few friends, but the few I do I'm extremely loyal to and would do anything to protect. I have a level head, and it's normally very hard to make me very angry. I tend to hide my emotions pretty well, so it can be hard to read me."


    "You want to know my history? I don't know if I should, but...I don't like to think about my past...I prefer to focus on the future."


    "My family consists of my mother, and one little sister."


    "You want to know if I have any special powers as well? I can shift into any animal. I can't do humans though."


    "Ssh, I'm going to tell you who I like....no one at the moment."


    "You want to know if I'm dating anyone? Well...no one."


    "You wanna know my pet's name? Her name is Moonstruck."


    "Here's a picture of them:"


    "You wanna know what my prized possession is? Well, it is my necklace."


    "Here This is what it looks like:"


    "The dorm number I'm currently residing in is Dorm 8."


    "There's one more thing you need to know: My favorite genre of music is pop."
    (This is the other section)

    Plot: Your character is the young pharaoh of Egypt, whose parents have both recently died, while mine is simply a servant, and has been her whole life. Your character looks down on anyone below their rank, and cares not of what happens to his servants as long as they do as they are told. That's how he was raised. But when your character sees something different in Amunet, will the sparks fly between them?
    Jump in with a picture and quick form and we can begin!


    Rules:


    ~Don't kiss and diss
    ~Cursing is allowed
    ~Semi-Advanced (3+ sentences)
    ~Have good spelling/grammar
    ~Please be relatively active (at least 1-2 posts a day, bare minimum) or tell me if you're going to be inactive
    ~Fade in/Fade out if it comes to that
    ~Romance should be slow, we don't want the thread to die quickly
    ~Drama is welcome, but please don't make it all about your character! (May sound crazy in a 2-person RP, but I've had it happen before)




    Name:Amunet Nanu
    Age: 18
    Gender: Female
    Personality: Amunet is a quiet girl who barely talks at all. She is one of the pharaoh's personal servants. She is ver kind, and always willing to help anyone in need. She has learned to remain calm even in difficult situations. She has a level head, and hides her emotions very well. In front of anyone, Amunet keeps a neutral expression and tends to show no emotion at all. However, when alone, Amunet can be found to be quite the dreamer, and loves wishing that she could get more out of life then just being a servant. The girl doesn't have many friends, but the few she does, she would protect from anything, and anyone, with her life.
    History: Amunet's history is pretty standard. She comes from a long line of servants. Her family has always served the pharaoh, and it seems as though they always will. Secretly though, Amunet wishes for more from life.
    Ranking: Servant

    Amunet ☼ Shayda ☼ Nanu


    ☼ The Basics ☼


    Name:
    "Amunet Nanu."


    Nickname(s):
    "None, thank you."


    Gender:
    "Rude much? I'm obviously a female. You must be blind if you can't tell."


    Age:
    "I'm 16 years old."


    Grade:
    "I reside in eleventh grade."


    Room Number:
    "Dorm 1."


    ☼ On The Outside ☼


    Description of Appearance:
    Amunet is on the smaller side with wavy brown hair that falls to her mid-back, with a few highlights. Her eyes are a chocolate brown color, and her skin is slightly tanned. She is wry, but quick and certainly not weak. She stands at five foot two inches, and weighed ninety-eight pounds. Amunet is slim and has an hourglass figure.


    Body Modifications:
    ~Pierced ears
    ~Crescent Moon tattoo on wrist


    ☼ On The Inside ☼


    Personality:
    "Figure it out for yourself!"
    Amunet is a very quiet girl, who barely opens her mouth at all. She closes everyone else out and prefers to be alone. She always stays calm and cool, and almost never shows any emotion, but hates people inquiring about her past and such. If someone does, she gets very temperamental very quickly. It's very hard to read Amnuet, and she's a master at making people believe one thing when exactly the opposite is true. Part of her is slightly physcotic, the part if her that enjoys being the criminal she was brought here for. And she hates this side of her. Deep inside though, Amunet feels lost and broken. She feels as though she doesn't understand herself, so she feel like no one could ever understand her. She has never really felt love, and, though she'd never admit it, she longs to feel loved, accepted, and understood.


    History:
    "Like I'd ever tell you."
    Amunet was an only child in her family, and both her parents hated her. She almost died before she was even born, when both her parents were going to do an abortion. She's never been quite sure why they didn't follow through with it. Her parents cared nothing for young Amunet, so she learned to fend for herself at a young age. They sent her to a normal school, where the girl was constantly teased and bullied. She never had any real friends, barely making it through each day. Amunet never got any relief: at school it was bullies, at home if was her abusive parents, at sleep it was the nightmares. When the girl turned fourteen, she couldn't take it anymore. She almost committed suicide, but any other thought struck her: why not kill the source of her misery? So she did. Her parents were found dead and mutilated in their bed the next morning. Amunet went into hiding after that. Soon, a few other people were killed--all people who had hurt Amunet in some way. She was found eventually though, and brought to Thornwood.


    Crime(s) Committed: The killing of her parents and several other people


    ☼ Love Life ☼


    Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
    "Like that'll happen...I've never met anyone who could understand me."(Open)


    Crush:
    "I can't say anyone's caught my eye yet." (Open)


    Turn ons:
    ~Quiet, but is more talkative then her
    ~Faces fears
    ~Smart
    ~Isn't obsessed with how others view them
    ~Strong


    Turn offs:
    ~Talks excessively
    ~Cares too much about looks
    ~Has a bland personality
    ~Shorter then her
    ~Frightened easily
    ~Is all about sex
    ~Rushes the relationship
    ~Arrogant
    ~Insults those she cares for
    ~Controlling


    ☼ Other Facts ☼


    [color=teal]Allergies:
    "None that I'm aware of."


    Illness(es):
    "Physically? None. Mentally though..."


    Other: She has Egyptian lineage, hence her Egyptian name
    (I'm not crazy)

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    Amunet ~ Shayda ~ Nanu


    The car Amunet was in drove up to the school, the girl gazing out the window with a glazed stare. Her chin was resting in her left hand, while her right grasped at air, as if expecting something to be there, at her side. When the car finally pulled to a stop, Amunet got out, dragging her bags along with her. She said nothing to the driver, whose name she didn't know, as he was simply someone assigned to bring her here, as she slammed the door and walked towards the academy, slinging her bag over her shoulder. This was her second year here. Not even a trace of emotion flitted across Amunet's face as she walked up to the school. Her eyes were masked as well, keeping a neutral expression in them. No curiosity, no fear, no dread, no impatience, at anything around her. She did keep a constant watch on her surroundings however, though it was hard to tell she did even that.

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    Amunet ~ Shayda ~ Nanu


    Amunet walked into the school, giving an inward sigh at the metal detectors and the police officers running about. This was always her least favorite part of coming into the new school here. She threw a quick glance around, noticing a few other students were already in here. She didn't pay them mind though as she handed her bag off to searched, then walked through the metal detector. Nothing came up, so she was free to go. Amunet walked over the message board to find what dorm she would be in this year.

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    Amunet ~ Shayda ~ Nanu


    Amunet stumbled forwards as some boy ran into her. She whirled around, only letting a hint of irritation spark in her eyes. She only caught a quick glimpse of him before he was off running again, the officers hot on his heels. She muttered something incoherent before turning back to the board. Finally, she found her name as listed under Dorm 1. She turned, headed off towards her dorm.

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    Amunet ~ Shayda ~ Nanu


    Amunet didn't bother knocking on the dorm room door, simply opening it and walking inside. Thankfully, no one was in there at the moment. She quickly surveyed the room, then walked over to one of the bunk beds, flinging her bag up to a top one. She didn't use the ladder, instead simply hoisting herself up into the bed. She moved her bag down to the foot of the bed, sitting cross-legged at the head. For a fleeting moment, she wondered who she'd be sharing the room with.