Post by swiftie on Jul 23, 2010 0:06:37 GMT -5
ready to fight, a knife held close by your side
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SWIFT ALCYONE TANAKA
broken mirror, a million shades of light
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Name:: Swift Alcyone Tanaka
Nickname:: Swiftie, Swiftster, Swifter
Age:: 15
Gender:: Female
we can run to the end of the world
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Species:: Demigod
Olympian Parent:: Aeolus
Years at Camp:: Two
Claimed:: Yes
the songs of the season are her only crown
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Celebrity Claim: Emma Roberts
Looks:: Swift has long dark brown hair with thick curls when it's down. Her hair is usually in two braids with a ski cap. She has sky blue eyes, and freckles sprayed across her cheeks. Her style is preppy, her usual outfit being a white blouse, a black vest, and a pair of jeans. Her figure is regular, just the right size as a fifteen year old girl should be. She has a pale complexion.
Personality::
On the outside, Swift is a nerdy, anti-social bookworm. She reads at sixth grade level in English, and in Ancient Greek...near adult level. She fits very easily is crowds. She is claustrophobic and scared of people. She is also emotionally scarred from a school career of being bullied from first grade to currant. She seems in her own little world, and does not talk to anyone.
On the inside, Swift is a totally different person. She is creative and gifted, yet has a problem. Since she only just got out of a world of mistreatment form her peers, she is uncomfortable around people her age. She has no idea how to act acround them, or how she should treat them. She is not shy, she is actually quite bold, she just does not know how to act. Her face is always in a book to make it look like she is busy, but really she is mentally screaming at you to come and talk to her.
Family:: Mother- Alice Tanaka Father- Aeolus
History:: Aeolus and Alice met one day while strolling around upstreet New York one warm spring day. Alice was fragile and broken-hearted, her boyfreind had just dumped her. She bumped into a handsome stranger, and he apoligized like a gentleman. Alice, blushing, told him it was alright and kept walking. The man caught up with her and told her his name was Shawn. Alice and Shawn got along well, and were very quick freinds.
Two weeks later, Alice invited Shawn to her very small apartment (Since she barely got by working at Walmart). They drank a bit too much wine and- well, you can probably guess. Shawn told her he was Aeolus, god of the winds. Then he left and never returned. Alice, with her fragile heart again broken, cried for days on end. She was lonely and sad with her life. Her freinds took her out for a girls night out a couple weeks later. Alice got sick and went home. But, as she arrived, she felt hungry. And tired. And she discovered she was pregnant.
Swift was born January twelth, and ultimately cured her mother's loneliness. Swift was always the kind of girl who kept to herself, so she never told her mother about the bullying. Besides, Alice was much to fragile for that. Then, in fourth grade, she went home with a bloody nose, a black eye, and a sprained wrist. Alice, horrified, let her heal at home then transferred school systems.
The bullying returned. Fifth grade was a nightmare for Swift. Middle school was a little better, even though she was still teased. Secretly she wanted to punch them and blow them over a cliff (at that time she did not know why she wanted to do that) but she kept that hidden. In seventh grade, while making her way to her first connections class, one of the other students also traveling whispered to another that Swift's mother was a slut who worked at Wal-Mart. Swift's anger boiled over that day. She stretched out her hand and blasted that foolish teen back with a rush of air right into their gut that sent them into the wall.
The principle soon found out about this and asked to see Swift in his office. He changed into a Hyperborean Giant and attacked her. Swift dodged, since she had nothing else to do. Her last attack on the student had drained most of her energy. She took out her brand new white hair ribbons Alice had given her, and as soon as she held them in her hands, they began to glow. Once the glowing faded Swift was holding two medium sized spears. After a little while, she finally got a clear jab, and the Hyperborean Giant exploded.
The school satyr had been walking by the office and had seen this all. He grabbed Swift by her wrist and brought her to camp. She's been left alone ever since, nobody has spoken to her, and pretty much nobody cared when she arrived.
broken sword and shield and tears that never fall
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Name/Nickname:: You shall call me Leah.
Roleplaying Experience:: Two to three years, but I'm still young!
Sample RP::
Swift sat down on the bench and opened her book. It was the Last Song in Ancient Greek. Every turn of the page her focas became lighter, until finally, when the two main characters kissed, Swift slammed the book closed with angry tears in her eyes.
Why did everything work out in the end for the characters?
Well, for starters, they were fictional characters, and most of them were very much Mary Sues and Gary Stus, but who said their had to be a happy ending? The fairy tales had. They were the story writing bread and butter, and they were for young childen with unappealing perfect characters. So, why couldn't someone give a story a sad ending once in a while? It might make it a bit more realistic, as this novel had been completely impossible in Swift's mind.
Swift opened the book again and let herself fall right back into a familier trance: turning the flimsy paper so she could interpret the symbols into words. With every letter she saw an image, like a movie in her mind, and a movie that went on for all the days until she finished the book. Her hair drooped down in front of her, and at each moment of suspence, she would give one of those braids a sharp tug. She didn't even notice the stunning sunset, her sky blue irises were completely trained upon her novel.
Swift blinked as it became too dark for her to make out the symbols on the pages. She folded the edge on the page she was on, and closed the book. Her fingers tapped on the hardcover outside of the book. She stood up, took one glance behind her, and walked away.
