Post by rubynights on Jan 16, 2008 0:00:01 GMT
[W] - Just to let you know! ^^
Finished? Mmhmm! <3
O N _ Y O U
Name/Alias: Kity
Gender: LADY
Experience: Tons.
Location: New York and stuffs.
C H A R A C T E R _P R O F I L E
b a s i c s
Full Name: Ruby Nights
Age: Twenty
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: September 17th
Tainted? Yes
Ability: Precognition - Her powers struck three days before her sixteenth birthday, but with minor things. She would touch the phone and a glimpse of her mother answering her grandmother's call would come along. She would hug her sisters in the morning and glimpse a second of their day. After a few months, she knew she could only see as far as 24 hours into the future. A year passed, and these glimpses became a little longer, sometimes fifteen seconds, and entended to a week's time. Now that she's twenty, she can see a full minute into the future. When these things will occur are extremely unclear. Whether it's a year, or five, she'll never know until it happens.
Beliefs: The second she developed her powers, she let it be known. She's not ashamed of just what her family is. All throughout high school, those beautiful Untainted girls who had something to say were just left with shiners.
a p p e a r a n c e
Eyes: A green and rarely blue color with a slender almond shape to them.
Hair: Medium in length with a dark brown, mahogany sort of color. Mostly left in soft waves, but it isn't rare to be seen straight.
Height: She stands at five feet and eight inches, the leggiest of the sisters.
Weight: Intensive running around the neighborhood has left her with a slim physique and a femininely muscular body, leaving her at about one hundred and thirty-two pounds.
Distinguishing Features: She has a scar on the back of her wrist about two inches long from one of her many fights.
Other: Red lipstick is a daily must in Ruby's world. Eyeliner, mascara, just for that look of a pin-up model that she pulls off so well. Unless for family occasions, or early morning. Then she heads out in her natural beauty.
p e r s o n a l i t y
Likes:
››› parties
››› cigarettes
››› sex
››› her sisters
››› big sunglasses
››› fashion
Dislikes:
››› love, marriage
››› ignorance
››› blondes
››› serious conversations
››› hospitals
The Good Points:
››› she's loyal, for sure
››› she's extremely confident in herself and believes others should be too, especially in appearances and talents
››› she's always open for new friendships
The Bad Points:
››› she's never dated a man, but she's been around the block
››› and continuing on that point, ruby doesn't believe in love, to her.. it's useless
››› she's been in more fights then you can remember, and she's always itching for another
Habits:
››› running her fingers through her hair
››› flicking her nails together or rapping them on counters, tabletops
››› hitting people when they make snide remarks about her family or the tainted.. really, she can't help it
Possessions/Obsessions/Other:
››› possession: her various sunglasses
››› possession/obsession: her violin
o r i g i n s
Place of Birth: Sanglinée, France
Family:
Zain Nights[FATHER]??
Cerridwen Nights[MOTHER]??
Kataliena Nights[SISTER]21
Hether Nights[SISTER]19
Alea Nights[SISTER]18
Allyson Nights[SISTER]17
Vicereine Nights[SISTER]16
History: The second to be born of six.. vastly different sisters, she was always the wild one. As a baby and toddler, she constantly found ways to make a mess and laughed innocently about it. She teased her sisters relentlessly, but always told them that she 'lubbed' them right afterwards. Ruby, in return, was made fun of as well. Strangely, out of all the Nights sisters, two with blue eyes and the rest with their mothers, Ruby had green. She was told since birth that she looked like the spitting image of her great grandmother on her mother's side. Ruby, when she was four, found a picture of this woman. She had the figure, the hair, the red lipstick, and a cigarette casually resting between her lips making her seem oh-so-cool and wild! She had become her role model.
As the little girl grew into an eight year old, her fierce independence and confidence was already vivid. She wouldn't let Zain fix any of her toys that hadn't broken because she just knew that she could do it on her own. Of course, that was never the case. She even became a bit of a tom boy, playing sports all the time. Football, the real game of football, was always her favorite. She had managed to hang on to her girlish roots, though. Once she discovered the violin, she was hooked for life. It seemed the each of the Nights sisters had their talent, for Ruby.. it was that instrument.
School had always seemed to be a breeze as she grew. She was never in advanced classes, but always stuck in average and doing well. Minus all those times of suspension. Ruby had one problem, and that was her fighting. She'd been picked on through primary about coming from such a large family. Now that she was in her final years, they had something else to pick on her about. The second she was positive she was Tainted, she was so.. well, ecstatic! It was the best thing to happen to her since violin. She just had to tell everyone. Whether it be the next person in line at the grocery store, or her friends in high school. This may have been what led to ultimate wild behavior. She began losing these said friends that she had accumulated, and started gaining more enemies. Her last year in school, from 16 to 17, was, according to her, more fun then any of her other sisters. Starting off with smashing one of the most poplar, and absolutely Untainted, girl's face into a locker then moving on to a girl who decided to tell her that her youngest, Vicky, whom had yet to even leave primary, was weird beyond imagination. Big mistake, seeing as she was left with a double shiner and a broken wrist.
Naturally, those were only a couple of the big fights. She had four tops, but in between those were minor ones. A few scratches and bruises, nothing more. Ruby's name was becoming well known in the school's office. If one of her sister's were in trouble, they'd look at them and say, "Ah, Ruby's sister." Or something along those lines. At one point in time, even expulsion was considered. But with much begging from her parents, they'd decided to keep her for her last few months of school.
Graduation came and went and soon Ruby was out on her own. Not for long, though. She lived with a roommate who eventually got up the nerve to say a few choice words that resulted in an all out brawl and a call to the local police. Ruby stayed several nights in an 8'x8' cell until it was finally decided that charges would be dropped. She went back home and stayed there for another year before she felt ready to try that again. She stayed at another place for a year, but that fell through due to money problems of someone else, so she was back at home once more. I guess these times of being at home were what brought her closer to some of her sisters.
Kat was always breeze to get along with, as was Hether. It was always debated which of those two she was closest to. Kat helped her with her homework constantly, but Hether had that inner wild child that Ruby was so naturally attracted to. Alea had her moments that drove Ruby nuts, but she got through with picking on her the most. She had always given her a laugh, but they've never actually had a serious argument unless it was concerning their youngest sister. Next down the line was Allyson. Out of all the fun loving girls, something went wrong with this one Ruby felt. She could just never get along with her. It was like she hid every wild and fun thing she had and came out with this snobbish, prep attitude. Last but not least was Vicky. Ruby adored her youngest sister. The girl was wild in her own way and she was who she wanted to be. Ruby couldn't complain on how she turned out.
The last bit of history that would remotely seem a little current would have to be her finally being out of the house again and living on her own. Now, I can't say too much more after that because their really isn't. So, hope you've enjoyed!
m i s c
RP Sample: Different character, different site
She'd been there for going on thirty minutes now, swaying her body on the dance floor. Several seemed to keep their distance from her, others were simply drawn in. She figured she might as well dress up for this visit, she'd been coming here so often she could be considered a regular. Flat, knee-high leather boots, her favorite pair, a pair of black satin shorts, and a tight, black leather vest. Make-up was minimal, just simple black eyeliner and clear shimmer lip gloss. The only thing that seemed to be out of the ordinary happened to be the five scratches skimming her right cheek, one significantly smaller than the other four. She'd left her hair loose, having no intention to fight tonight. But, just in case, she'd left one gun strapped to her thigh and out in the open for all to see.
She'd only come to Confessions for a simple meeting with the owner. A lengthy voicemail was left discussing a job that needed to be taken care of. She was told to mingle in the open while waiting for the owner. After giving the bird with that sexy smile of hers, she decided it would be a good idea. Most of the club-goers tonight were dressed tacky, most seemed to show off too much flesh for the "right" kind of attention. Eden had been in this business her whole life, she wasn't stupid about how addicted mortals like herself had become to the feeling of being bitten, simply being used for their blood. The thought disgusted her.
Her hips moved seductively, her lips just barely pursed. She knew she had a body, and from the looks of it, she knew just how to use it. She followed every curve that happened to catch most eyes. If ever asked, she would admit to loving this sort of attention. She knew she may not have what some men wanted. Her breasts were small and, although she had a finely shaped behind, her ass was lacking in the term 'booty.' It didn't help much that her fine skin on her cheek had been marred, but they weren't deep enough to make any lasting negative impressions.
A tall, dark man approached her calmly and only to leave her with a small envelope. He leaned to whisper something in her ear, that to which she smiled. Those who were well trained at reading lips would have seem the 'fuck you' pass through hers. She stepped away and stuffed the small thing next to her left breast and made for the bar. A Budweiser would satisfy her every need of getting wasted. After she would finish the bottle, she'd leave for another bar to find some easy lay. But for now, here she was, casting glances around the pathetic faces of these people. Until one in particular had caught her eye.
His attire was simple, but he definitely didn't fit in. His eyes weren't sunken with bags, he held a good posture, and there was something about him that could have possibly been... intimidating? Eden was interested. She pushed herself away from leaning against the bar top. After a few quick footsteps, she was standing next to the seat on his left.
"Is anyone sitting here?" Without waiting for a single response, she'd taken it and gave him a good head to toe. Not bad looking. He might be able to get away with a few bruises on her. She wondered how his bed wrestling was the most. She let her small smile dance across those lips at such a devious thought. "You don't fit in and I haven't seen you here before. Might you have a name?" She quirked a brow, that smile of hers now hinted with her cocky nature.
Character Model: Alyssa Miller