Post by Daisy on Dec 22, 2006 16:26:47 GMT -5
Name: Daisy Nation
Nickname: Daze
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Blood Type: AB
Group: Survivor
Weapons: Hairspray can & Lighter and a sharpened metal nail file.
Personality: Daisy has a bubbly personality. She's like every other teenager out there. She's always got something to smile about, and she tries to make things look better even if they're not so good.
Physical Description: She's height challenged she stands at a very tall 5'1". Her dark hair compliments her pale skin. Daisy's the only one in her family with light brown eyes. She doesn't like to mention her weight, only if she has too, 102lbs.
History: As a child Daisy was a high spirted girl. She loved doing everything fun. She always got in trouble for drawing on the walls. Her parents soon realized that they had birthed a very talented artist. During her middle school years she entered herself in many contests and always one first place in her city. Going to highschool was a bit tough for Daisy, she realized it was quite hard to make friends with the 'cool' kids so she formed an 'Art club' at her school, she made friends shortly after that. She was one of the handful genius' at her school and graduated early with a 4.5 and a scholarship to NYU. Though, he father..not so fond of big cities, he insisted that she'd take his small hand gun to NY for protection. So, this small town girl fly from Downey, California all the way to New York to follow her dreams. She now is 17 and has more friends than she could imagine.
Sample Rp: Daisy gathered her things and piled them into the back seat of her car. She slammed the door "Damnit", she mumbled. Daisy hated being late for anything, this time she was very late. She slid into the drives seat and quickly started the car. With a tap of the gas petal she backed out of her driveway and took the short way to school. She reached to her side for her cup of coffee; she felt nothing. With a gasp she looked in her rearview mirror and saw the white foamy cup tumble down her trunk and splash onto the ground. "Ugghhh" she gripped the stirring wheel.
Nickname: Daze
Alias: N/A
Age: 17
Blood Type: AB
Group: Survivor
Weapons: Hairspray can & Lighter and a sharpened metal nail file.
Personality: Daisy has a bubbly personality. She's like every other teenager out there. She's always got something to smile about, and she tries to make things look better even if they're not so good.
Physical Description: She's height challenged she stands at a very tall 5'1". Her dark hair compliments her pale skin. Daisy's the only one in her family with light brown eyes. She doesn't like to mention her weight, only if she has too, 102lbs.
History: As a child Daisy was a high spirted girl. She loved doing everything fun. She always got in trouble for drawing on the walls. Her parents soon realized that they had birthed a very talented artist. During her middle school years she entered herself in many contests and always one first place in her city. Going to highschool was a bit tough for Daisy, she realized it was quite hard to make friends with the 'cool' kids so she formed an 'Art club' at her school, she made friends shortly after that. She was one of the handful genius' at her school and graduated early with a 4.5 and a scholarship to NYU. Though, he father..not so fond of big cities, he insisted that she'd take his small hand gun to NY for protection. So, this small town girl fly from Downey, California all the way to New York to follow her dreams. She now is 17 and has more friends than she could imagine.
Sample Rp: Daisy gathered her things and piled them into the back seat of her car. She slammed the door "Damnit", she mumbled. Daisy hated being late for anything, this time she was very late. She slid into the drives seat and quickly started the car. With a tap of the gas petal she backed out of her driveway and took the short way to school. She reached to her side for her cup of coffee; she felt nothing. With a gasp she looked in her rearview mirror and saw the white foamy cup tumble down her trunk and splash onto the ground. "Ugghhh" she gripped the stirring wheel.