Post by Kayleigh Santiago on Feb 1, 2009 19:13:48 GMT -4
[/color] Boys and girls alikex x
KayleighMai, Santiago
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I don't know what this girl was after
She's a natural, natural disaster
She's so sexy
I had to have her
She's a natural, natural disaster
Natural disaster
;;_back to BASICS
name;; Kayleigh Mai Santiago
nickname;; Kay
age;; 17
birthday;; May 16, 2003
place of birth;; Island Falls, Maine
gender;; xx | female
sexuality;; Bisexual
canon;; No
year;; Senior
occupation;; Works at Starbucks part time
;;_craving for POWER
power clique;; Terrakinetics
sub-skill;; Gravitokinesis
ability stats;; the stat points will be given by the admins upon approval of application. The better the app, the more the stat points given, so make it impressive. For more help please go here.power;; signifies your characters power level
control;; signifies your characters control level
sub-skill;; signifies your characters mastery of his/her sub-skill
known limits;; Although Kayleigh has a fair amount of control over her power, she is known to get a terrible migraine when she over exerts herself, such as moving a large boulder weighing over 200 lbs. She also faints when she strains herself and her power.
power history;;Kayleigh has had her power since birth, recognizing it at the age of eight. She was outside, helping her father and brothers gravel the driveway. She loved to help with things like that, but she began to get lazy, and she wondered how 'cool' it would be if she could look at the loose stones and just put them where she pleased. Being the young and imaginative girl she was and still is, she tried it, knowing of course that it wouldn't work. But to her surprise, and the surprise of her older and younger brothers, it did.
Her father brought her into the house at once and addressed her mother. Kayleigh's mom looked at her father's beaming smile and then Kayleigh's innocent face, and cried. Afterward she told them that it wasn't out of sadness but really out of happiness. Since then Kayleigh had gone into her backyard where no one could see her (it helped that she lived in the middle of the woods) and practiced her newly found power. When she became thirteen, however, her parents sat her down and told her about a place in St. Louis, where there were kids just like her and going through the same thing. Kayleigh refused. She didn't want to go - she wanted to stay at home in Maine with her family. Unfortunately, she was what some would call a 'good girl', and listened to her parents, more specifically her mother. As the old saying goes, mother knows best.
A few weeks before September, she was sent to Sententia Academy. She was heartbroken when she had to say goodbye to her family, but managed to keep all tears in until she was on the plane and in the air. She figured that maybe this was best for her.. but even now a part of her strongly disagrees.
;;_mirrors reveal real APPEARANCE
celeb claim;; Miranda Kerr
height;; 5'9"
weight;; 135
eye color;; Blue
hair color;; Brown
assets;; Eyes and body
flaw;; Has a bit of a dimple in her chin that she dislikes strongly; she also doesn't like her small ears
distinguishing mark;; The dimple in her chin and the deep dimples in her cheeksKayleigh has long, dark brown hair that she often wears down to hide her small ears. Her eyes are a lovely blue that contrasts sharply with her natural tanned skin. She has long legs and arms, resulting in her loving to wear to heels, though she doesn't need the extra height.
Kayleigh Mai likes to wear light pink and black together, and also colorful garments. She loves to wear beaded bracelets and necklaces. Light eye makeup and lip gloss is an essential for her, and smokey makeup is a must when she goes out to party.Flirty x Outgoing x Unique
;;_we have our own INDIVIDUALITY
likes;;
[/li][li][/color] Music
[/li][li][/color] Being outside
[/li][li][/color] Drawing
[/li][li][/color] Video games
[/li][li][/color] Cooking[/li][/ul]
dislikes;;
[/li][li][/color] Ignorance
[/li][li][/color] Drunken people
[/li][li][/color] Sour candies
[/li][li][/color] Losing
[/li][li][/color] Takeout food other than Chinese[/li][/ul]
dreams;;
[/li][li][/color] Make a difference in someone's life
[/li][li][/color] Work as a CSI
[/li][li][/color] Find her true love
[/li][li][/color] Have a family[/li][/ul]
fears;;
[/li][li][/color] To be forgotten
[/li][li][/color] Forgetting something highly important
[/li][li][/color] Having no friends
[/li][li][/color] Dying alone[/li][/ul]
eccentricities;; She bites her nails when she's nervous, and unconsciously twirls her hair around her finger.
Kayleigh is usually a happy soul, dwelling on the pros in life rather than the cons. She is always smiling - many have said that her smile can brighten up a room. She loves to laugh and especially flirt, making it somewhat hard for her to be in a stable relationship unless she's really into the person. She doesn't like to hurt other people's feelings and constantly tries to cheer someone up when their down.
Kayleigh is rather smart, though other people wouldn't think so just by looking at her. She hates to think that everything revolves around looks and that her looks make her seem like the type of girl who is high maintenance when she's anything but. She always thinks that there is something new to learn, and there often is.
Although Kayleigh is generally a happy and outgoing person, you don't want to be around her when she's pissed. She might turn on you, or worse, lose control of her power and possibly hurt someone. She needs someone, whether it be a boy/girlfriend or a really close friend, to bring her down from her riled up mood before she could hurt herself or anyone else.
;;_we owe it all to HISTORY
father's name;; Harold Arias
mother's name;; Miri Santiago
siblings name;; James, 21; Alexavier, 14
significant other;; Single and looking
others;; A puppy named Wentworth
Kayleigh Mai Santiago was born as the second oldest on May 16, two weeks late. She was born tiny but healthy, crying only after she opened her eyes for the first time. She and her brother James became extremely close, he teaching her how to fight properly when she was young and she teaching him how to cook in her Easy Bake Oven. At the age of three her little brother Alexavier was born, premature and very close to death. Since his birth, Alex has had many breathing problems, but Kayleigh always watched out for him. Always.
That being said, her little brother was her world, just like she was to James. The three of them would always play in their backyard, always go traveling in the woods and just go anywhere. As long as they were together. James started to get to 'that age', where teenagers usually start to drift, and he hung out with his brother and sister less and less. They wondered why but refused to let it get to them. So it was Kayleigh and Alexavier.
Kayleigh did well in school. She got fairly good grades, in the A-B range. She was on the honor roll in middle school, but she wasn't a 'smarty pants' or a show off. She hates studying for anything and absolutely despises doing homework. She doesn't like how people automatically assume that she's a good girl, because though she may come off as one, she's really not. She can go out and party and drink, but she refuses to get drunk. Not only that, but it's hard for her to get drunk anyway. Five or six drinks would probably get a buzz going, but when she does feel that pang of light headiness she knows its time for her to stop.
Kayleigh doesn't play any instruments, but she wants to learn how to play the piano. She's not a fan of classical music too much, but it helps relax her. She has to listen to music to be able to fall asleep, but low enough as to not bother her room mate. She's not too much of a fashion freak, but she has a lot of shoes that she keeps under her bed.
;;_totally out of CHARACTER
real name;; Celina
age;; 15
rp skill;; Advanced
rping length;; About four years
read the power guideline;; fruitcake
where did you find us;; ProBoards Support, also have another character on the site
rp sample;;
Lola sat in Starbucks, right next to the window, her laptop sitting in front of her and her messenger bag on her lap. She was supposed to be working on typing up a paper for her English class about her power, except she got sidetracked with IMs from her cousin Grace. She glanced at the line at the counter - there was about at least six people. She figured she'd wait until the line got a bit shorter before she went up and ordered her coffee. She turned back to her laptop, quickly typing in responses to her cousin and also doing a little bit of research in the background for her history class. These classes are supposed to be special, different, she thought angrily. Instead they're just like the ones in a regular school. What the hell is up with that? Her ears perked slightly when the door opened; the bell sound irritated her a bit. But it's not anything she wasn't used to.
The line shortened and Lola stood, straightening out her short blue plaid skirt and white long-sleeved shirt. She smiled - she loved her sense of style when she woke up in a good mood. Her black flats glided her smoothly over to the counter, making it a point to keep her laptop in sight. She had always had a fear or someone stealing something that was so close to her. Of course, she'd just zap them, but she also feared of over-doing it and killing them. Two people ordered and were served until the young lady at the counter asked what she wanted. "Uhm, I'll have a mocha latte, please." The woman nodded and was right on. Lola noticed how fast the girl was going, and it reminded her of a speedster. She almost asked if she was, and then decided not to. Best not to make a fool of herself.
Her latte was done and the girl rang it up. Lola reached into the pocket in her skirt and pulled out five dollars, getting a dollar and some odd change back. She took a sip of her coffee as she walked back to her table. "Okay," she said to herself, "let's try to get some work done here." She reached into her messenger bag to pull out her written rough draft of her essay, and then pulled back and winced as a result. She immediately brought her index finger to her lips. "Ow," she whispered softly. Paper cut. Figures. She sighed softly and reached back into her bag, carefully, and pulled out her rough draft. She opened up a new document and began typing, occasionally taking sips of her coffee and looking out the window for short bouts of time, also taking the time out to suck on the small cut on her finger.
The line shortened and Lola stood, straightening out her short blue plaid skirt and white long-sleeved shirt. She smiled - she loved her sense of style when she woke up in a good mood. Her black flats glided her smoothly over to the counter, making it a point to keep her laptop in sight. She had always had a fear or someone stealing something that was so close to her. Of course, she'd just zap them, but she also feared of over-doing it and killing them. Two people ordered and were served until the young lady at the counter asked what she wanted. "Uhm, I'll have a mocha latte, please." The woman nodded and was right on. Lola noticed how fast the girl was going, and it reminded her of a speedster. She almost asked if she was, and then decided not to. Best not to make a fool of herself.
Her latte was done and the girl rang it up. Lola reached into the pocket in her skirt and pulled out five dollars, getting a dollar and some odd change back. She took a sip of her coffee as she walked back to her table. "Okay," she said to herself, "let's try to get some work done here." She reached into her messenger bag to pull out her written rough draft of her essay, and then pulled back and winced as a result. She immediately brought her index finger to her lips. "Ow," she whispered softly. Paper cut. Figures. She sighed softly and reached back into her bag, carefully, and pulled out her rough draft. She opened up a new document and began typing, occasionally taking sips of her coffee and looking out the window for short bouts of time, also taking the time out to suck on the small cut on her finger.
character adoption;; Yes
;;_chapter one: SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST
here are some questions we will be asking for this first chapter of the plot.
willing to get your character murdered;; No
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