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•{ Sara Renea Reece
•{ "Be your own kind of Beautiful"
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•{ nickname;; She just goes by Sara.
•{ age;; 17
•{ gender;; Female
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•{ height;; 5'4"
•{ weight;;102
•{ hair color;;Dark brown with a tint of red in it.
•{ eye color;; Dark brown with goldish flecks around the iris.
•{ skin tone;;She is very pale skinned.
•{ clothing style;;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZSWX…N1E/s1600/CountryGirl.png
•{ body modifications;; Nope
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•{ personality;; Sara is a shy and quiet kind of girl. She likes to keep to herself most of the time, but once she gets to know you she will open up. Once she knows you well enough she will tell you anything you want to know if you ask. She doesn't like to be the center of attention and she won't just go ahead and blurt out what she is feeling. She just likes for people that she knows to be around her because they know how she is feeling by her facial expressions or the way she acts. It just comes with time.
•{ history;; She grew up with her mom, dad, and older brother in Cloverville. Her mother and brother were driving at night when it was raining while her father and her stayed at home, and then her mom and brother slid and they hit a huge truck which killed them. Sara was only eight when this happened, but now she still lives with her dad in Cloverville and they just try to forget.
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;•{ username;; irishgirl
•{ display;; irishgirl
•{ what may i call you;; Irish or whatever you can come up with since it's a short username. lol :)
•{ activeness;; I'm on almost every day; so I guess 9/10.
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Character Name: Jenna Renea Madison
Nickname: Jen, but mostly just Jenna
Character Age: 17 years old
Gender: Female
Power: She can turn anything to ice so I guess freezing.

Appearance (6 or more sentences): She has long natural red hair that shimmers whenever the sun hits it. She has freckles that sit on her face across her cheeks and some on her arms. Her eyes are a bright blue like the ice she makes. They sometimes look almost gray when the sun hits them. Her eyes are a bright blue, though. When she smiles she has dimples on the sides of her smile, but you won't see that often. Her skin is very pale, and that makes her burn easily when out in the sun. She is also skinny and she has a height of about 5'7".

Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Jenna is a girl who likes to keep to herself and not get involed in much. She is very shy, but once she gets to know you she will most likely tell you anything you want to know. She is quiet whenever she does speak. She is the girl to be a follower and not a leader. She just likes to be by herself and not in a big group or anything. She doesn't like for people to touch her from past experiences when she was a child.
---Likes (at least 3): She loves to read, she loves to write poetry or songs, and she loves to draw.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): She hates when people are so bosy, she hates it when people make fun of her, and she doesn't like when people mention her past.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): She's a strong writer, and she can draw really good.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): She's not very good at talking to people, she's weak at talking about her past life it always makes her tear up, and she's not good at fighting or getting involved in conflicts.

History (8 or more sentences): Jenna lived with her mom and dad, but then her dad started drinking for some reason. He was always mad, and angry and he used to hit her mother and her. Jenna lived in fear, and that's why now she doesn't like anyone to touch her. She still holds a scar on her back, but it's never seen. Her mother finally divorced her father, and her mother got custady of her, and they moved away from there. Jenna lived a quiet, lonely life making everyone just cease from her life. She wouldn't let her mother in or anyone who tried, and then one day her powers started acting up, and she started to freak out. She went to school, and when she touched her paper, and started to hand it to someone it froze causing everyone to freak out. She finally ran away, and found this forest, and now she lives here still refusing to let anyone in.

Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): (This is from one of my posts if that's alright. Just tell me if I need to write a different one or something.)
Emma walked quickly down the busy sidewalk with her light brown hair blowing behind her as a slight gust of wind pulled at her. She dodged people who looked angry or in a hurry because she knew they would probably give her a dirty look if she ran into them. She just wanted to go somewhere, but she wasn't sure where. She just needed to get out of the house for a while, and just feel the cool breeze, but with all these people maybe it was just a little too crowded. She had been walking for only a short while, but it seemed lie forever with the countless people. She just wished she could just be alone for once, but maybe alone wasn't the thing that she needed. Maybe she needed a friend or at least an aquaintence, just someone to talk to, but it was kind of hard to meet new people when you suggested yourself as a little different. She was always a little different than most people. She looked like a normal person from the outside, but not from the inside.

Inside her mind she could see, hear, touch, taste, and smell anything, but when she smelt something that wasn't actually there it would form in real life. Or when she thought she saw something, and it was just her imagination it wouldn't be in a few seconds. Or when she heard something that wasn't truly present it would form. Just anything that she would see, touch, hear, taste, or smell that wouldn't really be present at that time it would form in front of her. Wherever she was at. It got on her nerves sometimes, but others it would just be presented as normal to her or any other person with special powers, but she just considered herself as an odd outcast.

She now just continued walking down the sidewalk, but finally she stopped and sat on a bench where no one else was sitting at. She hated to sit next to someone in public. It just made her feel uncomfortable. She then glanced over and saw this girl, but above her floating was this odd creature. Maybe it was a person that just looked odd, but it was most definantly floating she could see that clear as day. She just sat there staring at it wondering if anyone else noticed it, but no one seemed to except the other girl sitting there playing on her game devise.

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He had been watching her for a while now, but not in a creepy way or anything. He just watched every stroke she made across the white paper. Every graze that she made across the paper was fine, and petite. It took patience and concentration. It was something he would never be able to do. He sat there glancing around, but somehow his eyes always stopped on her. She was the one that was sitting there drawing so gracefully, and so precise. Her eyes were just focused on the paper. Every line she made on it her eyes went to and followed everywhere she went.

He'd never been a great drawer. Mostly the only thing he could draw was stick figures or little blotches that looked like a kindergartener drew it. He just looked at her, but then turned away feeling like he had been wrong by staring, but his eyes just pulled toward her again. She just looked so kind, and so focused, but something about her seemed a little sad or depressed that made him curious.

Then she saw as she slammed the book. She looked sad or mad. He couldn't tell from this angle. She sat in the corner of the cafe which her easy to spot to him. He felt rude by staring, but he couldn't help it. She was gorgeous in his eyes, and so talented by the way she looked so focused as she went back to drawing. Maybe she needed someone to talk to, but he wasn't going to disturb her.

He then turned to the window which the sky was darkening by every minute, but it was so relaxing. Maybe that girl could draw it. Oh he knew better than that. She could draw it, and he knew it.

Ooc: I hope this is a fine post. If not feel free to tell me so I can fix it. :)