Post by isa on Apr 19, 2010 1:55:54 GMT
Isa Reza Moon
The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth.
The firefly that sunk into the ocean of glamor
Denial is a lie over a desire
The temperature dyed in contradictions
The reasoning worn on caresses
Dancing and melting into the youth suddenly
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS ANJA and I HAIL
FROM CENTRAL!
AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME
BY PM OR E-MAIL. OH,
AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT 6 YEARS NOW!
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The reverse side of beauty
It dyed by beloved filth.
The firefly that sunk into the ocean of glamor
Denial is a lie over a desire
The temperature dyed in contradictions
The reasoning worn on caresses
Dancing and melting into the youth suddenly
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS ANJA and I HAIL
FROM CENTRAL!
AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME
BY PM OR E-MAIL. OH,
AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT 6 YEARS NOW!
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[/b] Isa Reza Moon* / FULL NAME
* / NICKNAMES[/b] Isa (can't get any shorter than that)
* / AGE[/b] 18
* / GENDER[/b] female
* / JOB[/b]N/A
* / SEXUALITY[/b] bisexual
* / MEMBER GROUP[/b] rebel
* / CONDITIONS[/b] alcoholic cutter. She had just freshly cut her wrists and was going around in her car stoned and drunk. She had killed the woman her father was dating before that, using the wrench she had in her lap in the car.
* / FACE CLAIM[/b] Catherin Zeta-Jones
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[/b]* / LIKES
- Roses- Roses are so pretty don't you think? They come in all sorts of colors but they have thorns, just like Isa.
- Fast Cars- Ohhh if anything could make Isa drool it would be a fast car. She's addicted to the stuff. When ever she can she'll jump into a car and take a joy ride.
- Freedom- It's the one thing she's truely addicted to. If you take away her you'll find a very wild child on your hands. Even in here you'll see she has some freedom she clings to.
- Music- Her music is something she loves to have on her at all times. She hides her iPod touch from the "parental units" (her name for the staff) and keeps it on her at all times.
- Knives- Knives are the second best thing on her list. They get her what she wants and she can hide them on her person easily.
- Guns- Guns are guns. They make a big boom and they make her happy when she can kill someone with them.
- Drawing-She may be all tough and all but she does have a gentle side. She mainly draws cars but she will design a random rose or something girly like that.
* / DISLIKES[/b]
- Most people- People are loud, people are annoying so why like them? Not many people get on Isa's good side.
- Talking- Talking isn't necessary. Isa can get through a day with out talking and be completely content. If she talks to you you're one of her favorite people.
- Not having her wrench on hand- Her wrench is her baby. She's been through so much with it that if she had it taken away she would cry then try to kill the person who took it away from her.
- loud noises- loud noises tend to scare her, that's why she's always skittish with other people in the shop with her when she's working on her car.
- Adults- Adults are such a drag, why do they have to rule her world in here?
- Her Father's Girlfriend- That slut needs to die in Isa's opinion. If she can't get over that her father is homogany type guy then she can get the fuck out of the house.
- Talking about her mother- She misses her mother so much, and many people talk shit about her since she was an illegal immanent and had hopped the border with her husband.
* / POSITIVE TRAITS[/b]
- Hard Working- When she wants to she'll work on something paying details to every little detail.
- Quiet-She is very quiet in everything she does. She hasn't made a loud sound since she saw her mother murdered.
- Calm- She doesn't over react to much and it takes a lot to rouse her into any other mood other than just neutral.
- Capable- If you give her something to do and she feels like doing it you'll have a reliable agent on your hands. She doesn't feel like much though, not without the proper leverage.
- Intelligent- she is very witty and have a vocabulary that could blow you out of the water. She just doesn't
- Active- She likes to keep her body in motion. She has all sorts of energy stored up and she can't help but do something while she's indoors.
* / NEGATIVE TRAITS[/b]
- Tempermental- She gets set off so easily, that's one of the reasons her father's first girlfriend got killed. She was a snippy manipulative twit that needed to be taught a lesson.
- Stubborn- Once she's set on something there's not a thing that can keep her away from that goal. She'll work for it till the end.
- Snippy- She thinks of most people as annoying, and with her temper it's hard to be nice. She'll always give you some snide answer if she doesn't care for you.
- Easily annoyed- If she likes you, you're exempt from this. But if you're on her shit list she'll find everything about you annoying, petty or something like that.
- Easily Bored- She is one active girl and she can't stand not having something to do. If it's anything other than activity, auto, music or drawing related she'll be bored out of her mind within minutes.
- Sarcastic- Oh yes, this chica is scarcastic. Think of House, she's a bit like him. Except she is sincere a bit more when she feels like it.
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[/b] New York, New York* / HOMETOWN
* / PARENTS[/b]
Arnie Moon/42
* / SIBLINGS[/b] N/A
* / OTHER FAMILY[/b] N/A
* / HISTORY[/b]
Well just like us all Isa has a beginning and she has yet to meet her end. She was born to Arnie and Sheila Moon. Being the only child she was spoiled by both of her parents. But they didn't spoil her when it came to the one thing she truly loved in the world: Cars. They wanted her to be a perfectly girly little angel and to have lots of grandbabies for them to spoil too. But from an early age on Isa wasn't really interested in boys or girls. She was just interested in cars, guns and knives. The more her parents made her dress up and act girly the more she went out during the night and worked on her car while the music blasted, drowning out the loud noises that had scared her since she was little.
She got thrashed for the first time when she was 13. She was out with friends and one of them was playing with a knife. She couldn't help but steal it from them and, in a drunken stupor, cut one of her shoulders. She decided she liked it when she was sober and started cutting for real, some times deep, others just barely a scratch. It just depended on her mood. She really got into fast cars when she was 13 also. She started working with a drag racer, tuning up his cars, taking them out for test rides and making it even better than it was. She started to carry a big ass wrench with her where ever she went when she turned 15, it was a gift from the boss for working with him for so long. But that was also the day her mother died, presumably in her sleep. Isa didn't take it that way. She had made enemies while working the drag circuit and she was betting it was them.
From that day on she hasn't spoken a word. Her father started dating whores and addicts, making his daughter hate him even more until that one night she decided to take care of the bitch that was trying to take her mother's spot in her father's life, even though she already cheated on the poor man several times.
The night was young, Isa was drunk and she had her wrench. She couldn't help but pick up the beauty that she was given for her 15th birthday by her boss. It was just the right length, weight and had a head on it that could bash in that whore's skull with the ease of a hot knife through butter. She had to giggle about that. Everything was just perfect. That whore was going to die and she was going to free her father of that slut's grip. He'll wake up and see she was right. Everything went black. Next thing she knew she was driving the fastest car she could find and her wrists were slit. Her wrench was laying in her lap and was covered in blood, she couldn't tell if it was hers or that whore's blood. She giggled and stepped on the gas.
Of course she was caught. She was taken to the hospital first, to take care of her wrists, and then down town. The police shrink did his thing and diagnosed her as a crazy girl. She was thrown in here with out a key and wasn't told how long she was going to stay there. Well here we are kiddies. Anything else you would like to know about our dear Isa?
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
