Post by TSUNAMI MARIE DELGADO on Jun 13, 2009 19:14:47 GMT -5
TSUNAMIMARIEDELGADO
[/size][/font]"Clear blueand unconditional skies
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries"
Have dried the tears from my eyes
No more lonely cries"
BUT IF THEY PUBLISH THIS PICTURE
[/color]you have the choice to sue them[/size][/center]
YOU START WITH YOURSELF
[/size]and you work backwards[/font][/center]
NAME: Tsunami Marie Delgado
NICKNAMES: Nami
AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
GRADE: Senior
POWER(S): I control the weather with my emotions. I suppose it's not necessarily control, since I haven't learn how to channel it yet, but if I'm feeling something strongly, you'd be able to tell. It's obvious. Like, if I'm sad, it'll start to rain. If I'm happy it'll be sunny. Angry, it'll be between a thunderstorm or tornado type conditions. It really depends on my mood. I can somewhat manipulte it, like make a cloud move from in front of the sun if I want to be warm, but it's really weak at this point in time. Just....don't get me upset, okay?
HOUSE: LENTA
I WAS A PERSONALITY BEFORE
[/size]i became a person[/font][/center]
FEARS:
- Being along
- Not gaining friends
- Losing her hearing so she can't hear music
DREAMS:
- Becoming a writer one day
- Having a family
- Being loved
SECRETS:
THREE BEST TRAITS:
THREE WORST TRAITS:
IT'S STUPID AND IT'S STRANGE
[/size]it's a directionless story[/font][/center]
PARENTS: None
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER IMPORTANT FAMILY: Her foster mother, Jessica Matthews, 48
HISTORY: When she was a mere infant, she and her parents had been driving home when they were in a major car accident. While her parents died, she had been secure in her seat and miraculously lived through it. But the trauma would later cause the babe to have a seizure that would take away her eye sight. She has never known what the world looks like, only being able to tell through touch, smell, taste, etc. She was put in the system and bounced from foster home to foster home, for it was hard for couples to deal with a blind girl, who also seemed to have...other problems. In the end, a woman named Jessica Matthews would finally take her in and help her, giving her what love she could. Even when her powers became more predominant, she was the only one that kept her until they received a letter from Foxglove. Thinking it the best, Nami was sent here, to help reel in her powers and to give her a chance to actually settle down and make friends, and a life for herself.
GIVE HIM A MASK AND
[/size]he will tell you the truth[/font][/center]
NAME: Cassy (again)
EXPERIENCE: Since Ren & Stimpy
RP EXAMPLE:
ure, send the blind person to go to a crowded venue to write a story. Crowds weren't exactly Tsunami's forte, considering they made so much noise and it was so easy for her to get lost somewhere, even if she knew the place like the back of her eyelids. Crowds meant people constantly moving, pushing and pulling, throwing off her sense of balance and direction. Crowds meant she was out of her element.
Now, mind you, she would have loved to come on a calmer night to listen to the music. She absolutely loved music and all that it encompassed. But small-town venues packed on a Friday night...not her ideal place. Keeping a tight grip on her sight staff and her laptop back she took a deep breath before trying to plunge into the forray, trying to make her way towards the couches she knew were there. But just like she feared, it didn't matter she was blind, no one noticed the stick until they were smacked with it and she was usually in the wrong.
All she wanted was to sit down, the pushing and pulling starting to make her dizzy. She didn't mean to, but she ended up hitting someone very hard in the shin with her staff, trying to find out where she was. "Oh I"m so so sorry! Are you okay?" she asked, her face turned in the direction of the injury. She had on shades to cover her eyes, probably another reason why people didn't bother to move out of her way. But she knew it bothered people to see her whitish-gray eyes, so she wore her shades often.
Now, mind you, she would have loved to come on a calmer night to listen to the music. She absolutely loved music and all that it encompassed. But small-town venues packed on a Friday night...not her ideal place. Keeping a tight grip on her sight staff and her laptop back she took a deep breath before trying to plunge into the forray, trying to make her way towards the couches she knew were there. But just like she feared, it didn't matter she was blind, no one noticed the stick until they were smacked with it and she was usually in the wrong.
All she wanted was to sit down, the pushing and pulling starting to make her dizzy. She didn't mean to, but she ended up hitting someone very hard in the shin with her staff, trying to find out where she was. "Oh I"m so so sorry! Are you okay?" she asked, her face turned in the direction of the injury. She had on shades to cover her eyes, probably another reason why people didn't bother to move out of her way. But she knew it bothered people to see her whitish-gray eyes, so she wore her shades often.
