P.hantist of S.omber R.ebellion - | Diabolic Core|
Profile:
* Extensive Title: Pandora Capone Valenzuela
* Maiden Title: Pandora
* Pronounciation: (Pawn-door-uh)
* Age: 3-4 years of age.. Rather experienced.
* Height: She is ample in height, although exact measurement is unknown.
* Weight: One would not know, though she is rather vestiged.
* Lover: None yet worthy...
* Offspring: No...
* Breed: She is Gray wolf / Tundra wolf hyrbid.
* Personality: Pandora is rather secretive, cold in a way, however, not cruel. She has a mysterious way of visualizing things, and is cleverly cunning, and witty by nature. The spry dam has a sarcastic sense of humor, and can easily out smart many... Do not allow her looks to decieve you, for this beauty is strict, and will unfazingly put you in line, nor does she allow others to give her lip. Yes, she's easily known as an individual, unique, and exotic both physically and mentally.
Physical Appearance: She's rather tall, and slender, with a natural elegancy, she fails to see. She's husked evenly with a decent build, and a somber pelt of onyx radiance. Her breathcatching eyes protrude wisdom, and cunning, and hold the pigment of an armarillo yellow. Almost unhamnly, unatural. She's chiseled in vague scars, and has two silver looped piercings in her right ear.
* Past: If you can get Pandora to reveal her past to you, you can get her to do just about anything.
My name: Sarah Age: 15 Experience: I've been roleplaying for about 4-5 years, and have been involved in just about everything... ezboards, avidgamers, neopets, etc.. Aim: pimpchick2498 (although I rarely use it anymore)
IC:
|| Vestiged maduse is witnessed flawlessly intertwining amongst the burden of heavily slicked shadows, showering the outskirts. Chasms of a flourescent yellow-canary sweep the scope with an emmense presence of luminescence. Trianguars, painted in stark husk lace back casually as she nears the enterance.The faintest of a grin chisels her emaciated labria. Thick caudril whisks with the rythm of her elegant gate, certainly this beauty couldn't be mistaken for a foe, however, at close glance, she can easily desguise as one.
Well kept stamina inqures for immediate measures, sending her into an abyss of galloping state, agility increasing with each breath taken into her larynx. ex-pressions of dull delight protrude her facials, as she inquires an aloof approach. The density favored her, showering her luxurious husk in abyss. Armarillo ocria examine her surroundings, while awaiting one to approach her. ||
----------------------------------------------------------- * Addict of desolation...Edited by: o0Pandora0o at: 6/25/04 11:44 pm
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