Post by Amara Ramirez on Feb 23, 2009 23:30:08 GMT -5
[/IMG], About you *
Alias:Bekah
Age:17
Experience:a lot lol
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Amara Tia Ramirez[/font]
, The character *[/size][/center]
Canon or non canon?non canon
Character full name:Amara Tia Ramirez
Age:appears 22
Nickname(s): Mara
Alliance: Vampire
Sexual preference:straight
Likes: curly hair, roses, tea in the middle of the day, horses, antiques
Dislikes: Pushy people,cops,New York,rain,mud
Strengths: very athletic, not shy, patient, catches on fast, funny
Weaknesses: lets some people push her around, gets bored quick, ignores people she doesn’t like, afraid of guns, claustrophobic
General personality: Amara is pretty easy going. She’s not overly out spoken though she couldn’t be explained as shy. Though she doesn’t let it often Amara can get pushed around sometimes. She’s very aware of herself meaning she takes herself seriously. Most days she keeps an almost ADD personality flitting from one job to the next. She walks with a purpose. She’s very patient and if she doesn’t like the person she shuts off and completely ignores them. Somedays she feels like just attacking them but she has learned to control herself.
, Appearance *
[/size][/center]Face claim:Shannyn Sossamon
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Hair color:brown
Eye color:green
Height:5’6
General appearance: Amara has always been very slim and athletic looking. Her normally dark skin has paled from her years staying away from the sun. She keeps her hair in a longer pixie cut though sometimes she does let it grow out. Medium height Amara may look petite but she is built very compact. When she found herself in New York Amara was in very good shape and for some reason she has kept that habit of keeping herself in shape. It’s something that has always felt normal to her.
, History *
[/size][/center]Parents: Julian and Carmel Morena
Siblings: sister Mriah
Children: Esperanza…grown
History: [the half she doesn’t remember]Amara was born Eva Morena in Ensenada, Mexico. To make a long story short her father owed money to some very bad people. While her younger sister Mriah was at school a mob came to the house and murdered Eva’s father and raped both Eva and her mother. Mriah never really understood. Soon after Eva and her family moved to California where Eva and Mriah finished school and Eva became part of the FBI program. She excelled and was moved to New York where she could help the most. She took her job very seriously. While living in the city she fell in love with Killian Jones, a very attractive vampire, and practically lived with him. To prove her love to him Eva accepted the chance to become immortal and live the rest of her life with him. Eva “died” a month and a half after he proposed to her. Eva had gone to work one night. A co-worker had suspected her of being paid off and followed her. He caught her while she feasted on another human. He shot her several times over and Eva lost consciousness. When she awoke she had forgotten who she was and became a new person all together.
[the half she knows]Amara woke up in a dumpster in the slums of New York City. Somehow she had made up her own name but didn’t know anything else. She only knew that she was a vampire and was given the chance to start new. So Amara left New York and lived in Washington for several years where she gave birth to a daughter whom she named Esperanza. Amara still to this day has no idea who the father was. Esperanza grew to a young woman and left her mother to start her own life. When Esperanza left home Eva decided to travel the world. During a visit to Asia she was bitten. She traveled all over Europe but finally decided to settle in London where she starts her story here. She has lived here 5 years.
Roleplay sample: [this is the first part to the book I am writing] Her feet slapped the pavement hard and fast. She could hear her own gasps of breath coming hard and her throat closing with each inhale. She couldn’t run like this for much longer but fear and adrenaline pushed her forward. She could feel her muscles burning with lack of air. She didn’t know how long she had been running but whoever was chasing her she could tell was gaining. She grasped at her belt searching for her gun. It wasn’t in its holster. She searched around her looking for signs of live or some sort of civilization but all she could see was white. She was running from an unseen enemy in a place she couldn’t recognize. A scream of fear and frustration wrenched itself from her throat as the running footsteps behind her came closer. She could feel tears sting her eyes. She knew she was running as fast as she could but something held her back. Something was keeping her from getting away. She could hear footfalls directly behind her but she didn’t dare to look back. She couldn’t understand why but for some reason she veered as if going a different direction would solve her problems. It didn’t. Instead she found herself falling, the ground rushing up to meet her. Whoever it was behind her had tripped her. She was about to get up and run away again but something cold pressed against the back of her head. She recognized it as the muzzle of a gun. The holder of the gun didn’t say anything. She didn’t know if it was even male or female. She just knew that she was going to die. She didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to her husband. The gun pressed harder as she realized the holder was going to pull the trigger. With a loud crack she felt her world go black and somehow…painless.
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