Post by Maddison Rossi on Oct 25, 2006 13:26:10 GMT
The Bare Minimum:
Character Name (full) - Maddison Rossi
Nickname - Maddi, Mads
Age - 16
D.O.B. - 31st October
School Year - 11
Family Tree:
Dad's Name - Pete Rossi
Mum's Name - Carmen Hilting
Any Siblings? - Yes two; a brother and a sister
If so, do they attend the school? - They do indeed, one in year 8 the other in year 12
Hometown - Milan
Heritage - European (Italian and English) (Though she speaks both her native language and English fluently)
Appearances can be deceiving:
Eye colour - Green
Hair colour - Blonde
Build - Slender
Height - 5'6
Distinctive Features - Maddison has a pixie-like face and a cute litlte lopsided smile that people remember her for.
Anything else? - Maddison has a small tattoo of a musical note on the back of her neck and another on her right wrist. She got them a year ago without telling her father who still has no idea since she keeps her hair down and her wrist covered around him.
About You:
Personality - Maddi is a bright and motivated young woman with an undying love for life. She seems to be content in her loud disapproval about rock music. She hears it so often that she has grown to dislike it somewhat. Her peers may find this strange but Maddison herself is not a normal person. She brings a little more drama into the school, this is for certain. Her attitude problem is always the first thing people see, especially on Mondays; Maddi despises Mondays.
Like/Dislikes -
Likes;
[x] Writing
[x] Drinking contests
[x] Acting
[x] A little bit of drama
[x] Hanging around with her friends
[x] Dancing now and again
[x] Being one of a kind
Dislikes;
[x] Rumours
[x] Snobs
[x] Egotistical people
[x] Birds (she's ornithophobic)
[x] The colour black
[x] Boredom
[x] rock music
History - Maddison grew up knowing that if she wanted something in life she had to work hard to get it. Her father had been put through hell to get to where he was and she too was ready to face that hell head on if it meant succeeding in life. Though she always goofed around with her friends she was a determined person deep down. When she saw the drama of the supposed suicide she had to look deep within herself to face the school again. Maddi had always lived in this town and there was no way she wanted to leave. To prevent having to start a new school she had to face something she was scared of; treading the halls of Kindsbrooke Academy.
RP stats:
How long have you been RPing for? - Around four years
How would you rate your RP skills? - Quite good
Sample RP - David paced rhythmically around the room, his weary eyes fixed upon the annoyingly soft blue carpet beneath his feet. He felt agitated as he did very often in the days after his arrival there. No this simple building was not his home. He felt no connection to the clinically white walls and ceiling of the empty room he paced around. He felt very little emotion at all. The only thing that could be said about the room was that it was meant to be his salvation. How could a room save him? No way he was aware of, that was certain. David Hawkins was his name. At one point in time that name had held an air of dignity and power to it. Now all it held was a lack of sanity and understanding. Indeed the people around him had declared him to be insane and perhaps he was. Certainly it was not his fault. In fact he was not even certain that he had done what they claimed.
Perhaps he had times when something inside took control, making him to things he would not normally have done and then leaving him with no memory of it. That did not make him an insane man. Perhaps he had come to his senses the previous week with a red liquid staining his hands. That did not mean it had been blood. Perhaps he had found an axe propped against the sink in his kitchen when it was usually locked in the garden shed. That surely did not mean he had used it in any way.
None of this made him insane in his eyes. None of this made him a murderer. That was what the headlines of the newspapers had said. He had seen them that morning. ‘Hawkins hacks teenaged mother’ and ‘Man kills teen girl’. He had not killed her, not him. David Hawkins would never do such a thing. The person that lurked within him might do it though. The insane person inside that held a power over David like no other. This man was not a man but a demon. It was a demon who purred like a contented kitten when David felt pain or suffering. It was a demon who roared like a lion when David regained some control. It was this creature of his secret inner shadows that even uncompromisingly powerful David Hawkins feared the most.
And Lastly:
Your Name - Ames
Have you read the rules? - No -shifty eyes- Of course I have!
Do you agree to keep them? - Yes, of course
Where did you hear about us? - Just Save Me
Character Name (full) - Maddison Rossi
Nickname - Maddi, Mads
Age - 16
D.O.B. - 31st October
School Year - 11
Family Tree:
Dad's Name - Pete Rossi
Mum's Name - Carmen Hilting
Any Siblings? - Yes two; a brother and a sister
If so, do they attend the school? - They do indeed, one in year 8 the other in year 12
Hometown - Milan
Heritage - European (Italian and English) (Though she speaks both her native language and English fluently)
Appearances can be deceiving:
Eye colour - Green
Hair colour - Blonde
Build - Slender
Height - 5'6
Distinctive Features - Maddison has a pixie-like face and a cute litlte lopsided smile that people remember her for.
Anything else? - Maddison has a small tattoo of a musical note on the back of her neck and another on her right wrist. She got them a year ago without telling her father who still has no idea since she keeps her hair down and her wrist covered around him.
About You:
Personality - Maddi is a bright and motivated young woman with an undying love for life. She seems to be content in her loud disapproval about rock music. She hears it so often that she has grown to dislike it somewhat. Her peers may find this strange but Maddison herself is not a normal person. She brings a little more drama into the school, this is for certain. Her attitude problem is always the first thing people see, especially on Mondays; Maddi despises Mondays.
Like/Dislikes -
Likes;
[x] Writing
[x] Drinking contests
[x] Acting
[x] A little bit of drama
[x] Hanging around with her friends
[x] Dancing now and again
[x] Being one of a kind
Dislikes;
[x] Rumours
[x] Snobs
[x] Egotistical people
[x] Birds (she's ornithophobic)
[x] The colour black
[x] Boredom
[x] rock music
History - Maddison grew up knowing that if she wanted something in life she had to work hard to get it. Her father had been put through hell to get to where he was and she too was ready to face that hell head on if it meant succeeding in life. Though she always goofed around with her friends she was a determined person deep down. When she saw the drama of the supposed suicide she had to look deep within herself to face the school again. Maddi had always lived in this town and there was no way she wanted to leave. To prevent having to start a new school she had to face something she was scared of; treading the halls of Kindsbrooke Academy.
RP stats:
How long have you been RPing for? - Around four years
How would you rate your RP skills? - Quite good
Sample RP - David paced rhythmically around the room, his weary eyes fixed upon the annoyingly soft blue carpet beneath his feet. He felt agitated as he did very often in the days after his arrival there. No this simple building was not his home. He felt no connection to the clinically white walls and ceiling of the empty room he paced around. He felt very little emotion at all. The only thing that could be said about the room was that it was meant to be his salvation. How could a room save him? No way he was aware of, that was certain. David Hawkins was his name. At one point in time that name had held an air of dignity and power to it. Now all it held was a lack of sanity and understanding. Indeed the people around him had declared him to be insane and perhaps he was. Certainly it was not his fault. In fact he was not even certain that he had done what they claimed.
Perhaps he had times when something inside took control, making him to things he would not normally have done and then leaving him with no memory of it. That did not make him an insane man. Perhaps he had come to his senses the previous week with a red liquid staining his hands. That did not mean it had been blood. Perhaps he had found an axe propped against the sink in his kitchen when it was usually locked in the garden shed. That surely did not mean he had used it in any way.
None of this made him insane in his eyes. None of this made him a murderer. That was what the headlines of the newspapers had said. He had seen them that morning. ‘Hawkins hacks teenaged mother’ and ‘Man kills teen girl’. He had not killed her, not him. David Hawkins would never do such a thing. The person that lurked within him might do it though. The insane person inside that held a power over David like no other. This man was not a man but a demon. It was a demon who purred like a contented kitten when David felt pain or suffering. It was a demon who roared like a lion when David regained some control. It was this creature of his secret inner shadows that even uncompromisingly powerful David Hawkins feared the most.
And Lastly:
Your Name - Ames
Have you read the rules? - No -shifty eyes- Of course I have!
Do you agree to keep them? - Yes, of course
Where did you hear about us? - Just Save Me
