Irreversible
Virgin
- Joined
- Sep 8, 2006
- Posts
- 2
OOC:
This is my first roleplay on here, so please be patient. My character is supposed to be a hunter.. can be of any supernatural creature. Send me a PM with the species i'll be encountering if you want to join this thread. I don't mind if more then one person enters either.
Alicia Dawson
23 years old
Auburn hair, midback length, with a fringe cut into it.
Blue eyes
5' 3''
Street Fighting skills, and adept with daggers and katanas
IC:
Alicia stepped out onto the dark street, her black highheeled boots making a faint clicking sound on the slightly cracked pavement. She ran two fingers over her auburn hair, checking it was all still in the high ponytail she had put it in about half an hour before. After checking that, she slipped her hands into the pockets of her black shortsleeved hooded top, then the back pockets of her tight jeans, making sure the weapons she had in both those area were secure.
Sure that she was relatively safe with the weapons in her pockets, she walked further down the street. Tonight was bound to be another entertaining night. You never knew what kind of supernatural creatures would pop up around here, and there seemed to be a new one every day.
This is my first roleplay on here, so please be patient. My character is supposed to be a hunter.. can be of any supernatural creature. Send me a PM with the species i'll be encountering if you want to join this thread. I don't mind if more then one person enters either.
Alicia Dawson
23 years old
Auburn hair, midback length, with a fringe cut into it.
Blue eyes
5' 3''
Street Fighting skills, and adept with daggers and katanas
IC:
Alicia stepped out onto the dark street, her black highheeled boots making a faint clicking sound on the slightly cracked pavement. She ran two fingers over her auburn hair, checking it was all still in the high ponytail she had put it in about half an hour before. After checking that, she slipped her hands into the pockets of her black shortsleeved hooded top, then the back pockets of her tight jeans, making sure the weapons she had in both those area were secure.
Sure that she was relatively safe with the weapons in her pockets, she walked further down the street. Tonight was bound to be another entertaining night. You never knew what kind of supernatural creatures would pop up around here, and there seemed to be a new one every day.
