Post by cara jennifer blindfield on Mar 27, 2010 11:13:54 GMT -5
INTRODUCING THE ALMIGHTY
CARA JENNIFER BLINDFIELD
CARA JENNIFER BLINDFIELD
[/colour]BACK TO BASICS
full name -- cara jennifer blindfield
nicknames -- jenny, carrie
parent -- aphrodite
status -- demigod
place of origin -- greece
age -- fourteen
affiliation -- olympus
specialties -- check the list
face claim -- dakota fanning
THE REAL SOUL BENEATH
• gentle
yeah, she's pretty gentle. everyone expects cara to be, as a child of aphrodite. she cares about everyone except for people she hates with a passion - yeah, she does hate a few people with a passion. but most of the time, she's generally friendly and caring and gentle and all.
• optimistic
one of the things you'll hear from cara when you're in a very tight situation: "look on the bright side! we're _____, we can get through this!" the response to this is more often than not, "shut the hell up, cara!" not so bright.
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A PIECE OF ANCIENT HISTORY
brief summary of your characters history, whether they are a god, goddess, demi-god or a monster of some kind. include the important stuff, which should equal at LEAST 2 decent sized paragraphs
THE ONE BEHIND THE MASK[/colour]
alias -- jessie
other characters -- n/a
how you found us -- i forget.
other -- hazelnuttttt~!
izzy paused, thinking that someone was watching her. she was about to turn around when she felt a tap on her bare shoulder. at the same time, a voice came from behind her. "no big deal." izzy turned to see a brown-haired guy, about her age, wearing jeans, converses and a tie. she supposed that this was horatio, her "date" for the dance. "i hate to sound either corny or cliche, and i'm not sure what this is, but ... yo." izzy nearly raised an eyebrow at his casual attitude because that's exactly what she would have done. horatio waved, grinning. "i apologize for one, being late, and two, for not being dressed up as much as i probably should. looks like you're having a great time anyways." he smiled again. "stella and i were both late. it's uh ... no big deal, right?"
"hey," izzy greeted him. "that would probably be corny. maybe a bit of cliche too. it's no big deal, i was late too, i've been here for like, ten minutes." she shuffled her feet where her ipod touch was stashed, in one of her shoes. she wasn't trusting the hermes kids not to sneak into cabins and steal while everyone else was at the dance. that had happened at her school dances. it was uncomfortable, but she didn't want anyone to steal her proudly stolen ipod touch. "sorry i didn't notice you. i'm getting into party mode, you know, and it's in my blood. my dad's mr. d," she said, pointing up to the dj podium where he was probably getting himself drunk and helping dj the party, and you know he's the god of parties and wine. he's up there. scarring innocent little kids. wait a moment." she turned and yelled up to her dad, "hey, dad! can you play paramore?" izzy always had these things she called "band obsessions", and they were usually party bands, like ke$ha a month ago and lady gaga before that. now it was paramore. it wasn't exactly a "party band", but it was still a really good band nevertheless. her songs mostly included party bands, though it had everything. she guessed that the apollo kids with their ipods would have thousands and thousands of songs, and they'd be all different, from 70s songs to lady gaga to evanascense and green day and taylor swift. she'd never seen one of their ipods before, anyways.
she turned back to horatio. "yeah. if he's drunk right now, then he's going to put paramore on." there was probably a 99.9% chance that dionysus was drunk. he was the wine god, for the gods' sake. sure enough, the song switched and "brick by boring brick" came on. izzy smiled. "my dad in a nutshell," she told horatio.
now she felt awkward, which she hadn't done before with another guy as they were the only people she really hung around with. but they were all in high school. at school dances izzy had just danced by herself and hung around everyone, close to the mob but not really dancing with anyone. now she had an actual freaking date and she wasn't going to ditch him. nah, that would seem really, really rude. she hoped that he would say something else. not like, "do you want to dance now?" or anything about dancing, but more like just talking.
she was fully aware of the ipod touch pressing against her ankle, and to be honest, it was getting really annoying. she wasn't going to reveal it, though. hermes kids were unpredictable. horatio was a hermes kid. case closed.
"hey," izzy greeted him. "that would probably be corny. maybe a bit of cliche too. it's no big deal, i was late too, i've been here for like, ten minutes." she shuffled her feet where her ipod touch was stashed, in one of her shoes. she wasn't trusting the hermes kids not to sneak into cabins and steal while everyone else was at the dance. that had happened at her school dances. it was uncomfortable, but she didn't want anyone to steal her proudly stolen ipod touch. "sorry i didn't notice you. i'm getting into party mode, you know, and it's in my blood. my dad's mr. d," she said, pointing up to the dj podium where he was probably getting himself drunk and helping dj the party, and you know he's the god of parties and wine. he's up there. scarring innocent little kids. wait a moment." she turned and yelled up to her dad, "hey, dad! can you play paramore?" izzy always had these things she called "band obsessions", and they were usually party bands, like ke$ha a month ago and lady gaga before that. now it was paramore. it wasn't exactly a "party band", but it was still a really good band nevertheless. her songs mostly included party bands, though it had everything. she guessed that the apollo kids with their ipods would have thousands and thousands of songs, and they'd be all different, from 70s songs to lady gaga to evanascense and green day and taylor swift. she'd never seen one of their ipods before, anyways.
she turned back to horatio. "yeah. if he's drunk right now, then he's going to put paramore on." there was probably a 99.9% chance that dionysus was drunk. he was the wine god, for the gods' sake. sure enough, the song switched and "brick by boring brick" came on. izzy smiled. "my dad in a nutshell," she told horatio.
now she felt awkward, which she hadn't done before with another guy as they were the only people she really hung around with. but they were all in high school. at school dances izzy had just danced by herself and hung around everyone, close to the mob but not really dancing with anyone. now she had an actual freaking date and she wasn't going to ditch him. nah, that would seem really, really rude. she hoped that he would say something else. not like, "do you want to dance now?" or anything about dancing, but more like just talking.
she was fully aware of the ipod touch pressing against her ankle, and to be honest, it was getting really annoying. she wasn't going to reveal it, though. hermes kids were unpredictable. horatio was a hermes kid. case closed.