Post by sashaecheverria on Jul 2, 2008 22:10:26 GMT -4
Name: Sasha Echeverria
Age: 18 (her real age is 92)
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Deep Brown Eyes
Hair Color: Dark Brown / Black
Piercings: Multiple Ear Piercings
Status: Vampire
Family: None
Appearance: Sasha has long, flowing black hair. She has very pale skin which, creates a shocking contrast with her luminous brown eyes. Over the years, she has adopted a punkish/gothic style. She is usually seen wearing dark jeans, a black tank top (or T-shirt), a leather motorcycle jacket (or trench coat) and black combat boots (or Converse). Her common accessories include a messager bag and/or aviator sunglasses (when interacting with humans, she doesn't like to attract attention to her eyes). Sasha is a cultured vampire who has traveled around the world, even so she still has a slight accent from her home country of Spain. She is a cautious being, who always who carries herself with maturity. Sasha seems to have a unique, dark beauty about herself that she does not acknowledge or understand.
Personality: Sasha is an independent vampire with a clear sense of what is right and wrong. She is a very strong-willed individual with a unique way of thinking. She has a wonderful and intelligent sense of humor (which, admittedly, can sometimes be dirty). Very rarely will she take anyone into her confidence, she is not a very trusting person. Even so, she feels that she cares too much for others. This is why she prefers to live alone and detached from anyone. She has always felt insecure about social interaction, she feels that someone might detest her quirkiness. But, one may never know about that insecurity because Sasha has a very strong composure which she presents to the world.
History: Sasha Echeverria was born October 10th, 1924 in Spain. She was raised during a turbulent time period for Spain, as the dictator Francisco Franco was in complete control of the country. Sasha's parents out of fear went along with all of Franco's policies and refused to join the resistant against him. As Sasha got older, she witnessed everyday the wrongs committed by Franco's regime. She grew to despise her parents fear and committed herself to the resistance in secret. When her parents found out, there was a huge falling out and Sasha took off into the country-side. It was then she was unsuspectingly turned into a vampire. From that time on, forever eighteen, Sasha has traveled the world and has recently come to stay around the area of Forks, Washington.
Example Post:
Sasha was running as fast as her feet could carry her with locks of dark hair flying behind. She couldn't stop for anything, not water or food, she knew she had to keep running. Away from everything, her weak, ignorant family and those cruel policies that controlled her life. She had to be free of it all.
But she was human, and they can only run so far. Soon, she collapsed on a hillside from exhaustion. Breathing heavily, she decided to asses her situation. She had no food, money or shelter and in the wilderness, and there was no hope of finding any of those things anytime soon. I’ll find a nearby town in the morning. But for now, I think its safe enough to rest here.
In the pitch black of the night, she gazed up at the stars in fascination. There are so many of them she thought How does God possibly keep track of all those worlds?
As she continued to gaze at the shimmering sky in awe, when suddenly she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She sat up quickly and whipped her head in the direction of the disturbance. At the edge of the forest, lining the hillside stood a solitary figure. Sasha could not make out whether it was a man or a woman. She strained her eyes in curiosity. All at once, the figure seemed to disappear and then reappear at the top of the hill 40 yards from her. Impossible, she thought, no creature could move that fast! Unless, it is not of God…
Sasha had heard the rumors, of a cold creature roaming the countryside that looked human and drank blood. She had never believed them. She had always thought that since people could not publicly announce their hatred and fear of Franco’s regime, they would make up a pathetic mythological substitute they could hate and fear instead. But, Sasha was doubting her previous notion because now, the impossible figure was slowly walking towards her.
Age: 18 (her real age is 92)
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Deep Brown Eyes
Hair Color: Dark Brown / Black
Piercings: Multiple Ear Piercings
Status: Vampire
Family: None
Appearance: Sasha has long, flowing black hair. She has very pale skin which, creates a shocking contrast with her luminous brown eyes. Over the years, she has adopted a punkish/gothic style. She is usually seen wearing dark jeans, a black tank top (or T-shirt), a leather motorcycle jacket (or trench coat) and black combat boots (or Converse). Her common accessories include a messager bag and/or aviator sunglasses (when interacting with humans, she doesn't like to attract attention to her eyes). Sasha is a cultured vampire who has traveled around the world, even so she still has a slight accent from her home country of Spain. She is a cautious being, who always who carries herself with maturity. Sasha seems to have a unique, dark beauty about herself that she does not acknowledge or understand.
Personality: Sasha is an independent vampire with a clear sense of what is right and wrong. She is a very strong-willed individual with a unique way of thinking. She has a wonderful and intelligent sense of humor (which, admittedly, can sometimes be dirty). Very rarely will she take anyone into her confidence, she is not a very trusting person. Even so, she feels that she cares too much for others. This is why she prefers to live alone and detached from anyone. She has always felt insecure about social interaction, she feels that someone might detest her quirkiness. But, one may never know about that insecurity because Sasha has a very strong composure which she presents to the world.
History: Sasha Echeverria was born October 10th, 1924 in Spain. She was raised during a turbulent time period for Spain, as the dictator Francisco Franco was in complete control of the country. Sasha's parents out of fear went along with all of Franco's policies and refused to join the resistant against him. As Sasha got older, she witnessed everyday the wrongs committed by Franco's regime. She grew to despise her parents fear and committed herself to the resistance in secret. When her parents found out, there was a huge falling out and Sasha took off into the country-side. It was then she was unsuspectingly turned into a vampire. From that time on, forever eighteen, Sasha has traveled the world and has recently come to stay around the area of Forks, Washington.
Example Post:
Sasha was running as fast as her feet could carry her with locks of dark hair flying behind. She couldn't stop for anything, not water or food, she knew she had to keep running. Away from everything, her weak, ignorant family and those cruel policies that controlled her life. She had to be free of it all.
But she was human, and they can only run so far. Soon, she collapsed on a hillside from exhaustion. Breathing heavily, she decided to asses her situation. She had no food, money or shelter and in the wilderness, and there was no hope of finding any of those things anytime soon. I’ll find a nearby town in the morning. But for now, I think its safe enough to rest here.
In the pitch black of the night, she gazed up at the stars in fascination. There are so many of them she thought How does God possibly keep track of all those worlds?
As she continued to gaze at the shimmering sky in awe, when suddenly she saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She sat up quickly and whipped her head in the direction of the disturbance. At the edge of the forest, lining the hillside stood a solitary figure. Sasha could not make out whether it was a man or a woman. She strained her eyes in curiosity. All at once, the figure seemed to disappear and then reappear at the top of the hill 40 yards from her. Impossible, she thought, no creature could move that fast! Unless, it is not of God…
Sasha had heard the rumors, of a cold creature roaming the countryside that looked human and drank blood. She had never believed them. She had always thought that since people could not publicly announce their hatred and fear of Franco’s regime, they would make up a pathetic mythological substitute they could hate and fear instead. But, Sasha was doubting her previous notion because now, the impossible figure was slowly walking towards her.