Post by EBONY ALYSE STONE on Oct 18, 2009 21:56:42 GMT
EBONY ALYSE STONE
it's not like I need somebody
TELLING ME WHERE I SHOULD GO AT NIGHT
[/left][/blockquote]it's not like I need somebody
TELLING ME WHERE I SHOULD GO AT NIGHT
FULL NAME:
Ebony Alyse Stone
NICKNAME:
Ebby, Ebony, Eb.
AGE:
Nineteen
YEAR:
Second Year
ACCOMMODATION:
Ward 1
BIRTHDATE:
April 23rd.
GENDER:
Female
ORIENTATION:
bisexual
STATUS:
single
CANON/ORIGINAL:
Original
don't worry you'll find somebody
SOMEONE TO TELL HOW TO LIVE THEIR LIFE
LIKES:
Dancing
Singing
Writing
Reading
Flying
Running
The moon
The way it smells after it rains
The way roses smell
Hair dye
Stuffed Animals
Rainbows
DISLIKES:
Early Mornings
Cold water beds
Being caged
Abuse
Seafood
Meat in general
Depression
Arguing with someone as stubborn as she is
People who just want sex
Broken promises
Never being good enough
STRENGTHS:
Hard worker
Punctual
Good flyer
Determined
Highly energetic
WEAKNESSES:
Slightly Controlling
Argumentative
Can’t control her temper
Will go to any limit to help friends.
FEARS:
Afraid of being alone all her life
Afraid of tight spaces
GOALS:
To get the hell out of Bellafields
To finally fly without being held back.
SECRETS:
She doesn’t know how to love.
She’s afraid of true commitment.
DISORDER:
Ebony has extremely bad Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder. It pretty much rules her life, forcing her to check and recheck every single little thing that she does, from writing a letter to locking her door at night, she just can’t help it.
Ebony also burns her hands with cigarettes, to forget about the emotional pain of losing her sister.
PERSONALITY:
Vivid imagination
Loves order
Pays attention to details
Rude
Disrespectful
Can be the life of the party
Feels little concern for others
Changes her mood a lot
Gets stressed out and upset easily
Can no longer feel pain
Assertive and Aggressive
Bold
Strong
Solitary
Resourceful
'cause you're so perfect
AND NO ONE MEASURES UP
PB:
Audrey Kitching
HEIGHT:
5’4”
WEIGHT:
92 lbs
HAIR:
Ebony has changed her hairstyle frequently over the years, however, it is currently curly and cotton candy pink.
EYES:
light Brown
BODY TYPE:
Ebony has scars on her knuckles from her retractable claws, Multiple calluses on her hands from burning herself with cigarettes, and one long, horrific scar down her stomach that she received the day Bellafields came for her. Ebony is extremely thin, some would say malnourished, but she keeps a healthy lifestyle, staying away from meat, however.
MUTATION:
Ebony has retractable claws that look like a tigers, and white wings that stretch out to be about six feet, eight inches longer than she is tall. Ebony also has retractable fangs, which she has to keep filed down since she refuses to eat any meat. Fish is an exception, of course.
STYLE:
Ebony is all about color. From her pink hair to her super skinny jeans and shirts that cling to her body. However, she refuses to wear anything that shows her stomach, since she has that scar. Ebony also wears a lot of make-up. Every night she has to use nearly half a bottle of eye make-up remover just to get it all off, and if she doesn’t, her eyes will look blackened in the morning. Not something that’s very good for her ego.
yeah all by yourself
YOU'RE ALL MESSED UP
MOTHER: Anna Stone - Would be 42 - Doctor - deceased
FATHER: Lucas Stone - Would be 48 - Doctor - deceased
SIBLINGS: Jennifer Stone - would be 16- none - Buried at Bellafields
OTHER RELEVANT FAMILY: None. Ebony's alone in the world.
HISTORY:
Ebony Alyse Stone was born April 23rd, 19 years ago. It was a sunny day, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky, when you heard a small baby cry from inside a large glass mansion. This was her. Anna and Lucas Stone had both been doctors, and rather well paid ones at that. Because of this, Ebony had a nanny. She was in love with this woman. Not in the physical attraction sense of course, but in the sense that this was the woman who took care of her, and cared for her. Something her own mother didn't have time to do anymore. This woman was Laryssa Dashkov. Sometimes, she would get these strange looks in her eyes whenever Ebony's parents came home, and would make sure Ebony stayed in her room with some soothing music playing. For a long time, Ebony didn't understand what was happening, until she heard her nanny scream. She had run downstairs, but it was too late. Her nanny was dead and her father was standing above her with a crazed look in his eyes. She had been shocked, and ran back upstairs, crying for hours. Her mother had tried to talk her out of her hatred for her father, but nothing worked. She was two years old.
A year after that, on a bright winter day, another baby was born in the Stone household. Jennifer Rose. Ebony was ecstatic, until they brought in her nanny. Karolinka Ivasheva. Three years had gone by, and her father never shouted or done anything to Karolinka, and one night, Ebony found out why.
It had been raining all day, and Lucas was home early. He sent the girls to their rooms and went down in the basement with Karolinka. Immediately Ebony knew something was going on, and followed them soundlessly down the stone stairs. She came in on a most astonishing sight. Lucas had Karolinka's shirt most of the way up her back, and was inserting a key into her skin! Karolinka's head fell, and she stopped breathing as Lucas opened up a panel. On her stomach. Ebony's jaw had dropped. Her father had made a robotic nanny! She ran up the stairs, careful not to make a sound, and ran up to her room, where she lay crying about what she had just seen. She couldn't believe this. First her father had killed her nanny, then he built a robotic one for his sister! Ebony then knew what she had to do, but she never got a chance.
Her father came storming up the stairs and told her and her sister to get in the hiding place under the floor of their shared closet. Ebony was so confused, but she woke up Jenni, who was 7 by this time, Ebony 9, and pulled her into the large shelter area. All Ebony could hear was breaking china and glass, screams from her mother, shouts from her father. Then a shot was fired. Two. Three. Ebony tried hard not to cry, but her sister did. Ebony had to keep a hand over her mouth so nobody would hear the two girls.
Her mother and father had obviously been prepared for something like this, as the room was filled with everything a 10 year old could cook, and live like this for eight years. Then, everything went horribly wrong, on a dark and rainy day, about two years ago.So much had happened in that short time, but Ebony blamed herself. If she had been more careful, it wouldn't have happened. She had been walking outside, gathering herbs and berries for food, and some government official had been watching the house. To this day Ebony didn't know his name, but she had a deep loathing for the man. When she went back home, they were there. Crowding around the entrance, Ebony had no choice but to go around back. She grabbed Jenni and tried to escape, but she didn't succeed. About a mile away from the glass mansion, the Bellafields Testing Facility caught Ebony and Jennifer, running for their lives. They caught up to them rather quickly, and dragged them to the ground, a rock catching Ebony's stomach and cutting her skin deep enough to leave a scar. The two sisters were separated immediately, and Ebony didn't know that they had killed her sister, until one day when she was walking among the gravestones, and saw a relatively new one.
Ebony had leaned closer, but when she saw it was her sisters, she straightened and screamed loud. It was a feral, inhuman scream, and claws shot out of her knuckles, and her wings spread wide out on either side of her. Ebony screamed again. "What did you do to me? Why did you kill my sister?!" Ebony had screamed loud, and jumped up, flapping her wings. She flew easily, as if she had been doing it her entire life, but then the guards shot her down. She spent three weeks in the infirmary, getting her wing repaired, rather painfully in fact. Since then, she's been burning her hands with cigarettes, and while they remove the scars, they leave the tolerance.
i was losing myself
TO SOMEBODY ELSE
OOC NAME: Psh, Chris knows me. But for those who don't, it's Sara!
AGE: turning 16 in 4 months
AREA: The loverly USA. Originally though: Italy.
CODEWORD: -correct-
RP SAMPLE: can be from another site. must meet word count.
blockquote]Ebony smiled lightly as Clay walked slowly, hesitantly towards her. The five foot wings seemed to spread out, covering the width of the small shack they were currently in. Ebony let a smirk twist across her lips as she thought. "It must have been hard the first few weeks..." Ebony spoke these words quietly, and they were little more then a breath. Then again, anything else hurt her own ears thanks to her majorly heightened hearing. Clay probably had heightened hearing as well, but even if he didn't, the shack was so enclosed that she knew he could hear her.
Seeing Clay's eyes widen and his hand clench, Ebony smiled lightly, knowing that he had 'sympathy pain'. "It doesn't hurt anymore... They take away the scars but they leave the tolerance I guess..." Ebony shrugged here and let her thoughts trail off as she watched Clay for any sort of reaction to the words that she had just said. Ebony realized that Clay was really empathetic, a trait that she had never had. Maybe that was why she was being trained to be a cold blooded killer, a white tiger. Ebony wanted to shake away the thought, but she also didn't want to move suddenly, for fear of frightening Clay.
Ebony knew how Clay felt... sort of. He was like a bird who couldn't fly, a bird that had its wings clipped. Ebony felt that way, except she was more of the tiger that couldn't run, not to its full extent. One of these days, Ebony was going to go for a run on the track that nobody used anymore, just to stretch out her muscles and run, run like she had never run before. Run until she was so tired, she just wanted to collapse. But now wasn't the time. Now she had an attractive boy semi-standing near her that Ebony had to admit, was pretty hot... Again, Ebony wanted to shake her vivid pink head until the thought was in the back of her mind, but Chris would probably think her crazy.
Ebony knew that Clay was looking at her teeth, which were sharp enough when she came here from never eating meat, since Ebony was a vegetarian. Her lips twisting into a larger smirk, Ebony revealed her teeth even more. "Don't worry, I'm not going to eat you. I'm a vegetarian." Ebony looked down as she said these last words, a vegetarian that was being morphed into a murderer, but she would never attack any sort of meat, she would rather die or live among the human world to get food, and she had heard of people who had done just that, until they died of old age, and only eventually.
Ebony heard Clay's question clear as day, and his wings bristled as he was cold. Smiling, Ebony knew that Clay knew who she was. Taking off the black cap that she had been wearing, revealing her long pink hair. "Yeah, I'm on your ward, the room right next to you, I believe..." Ebony's ruby red lips curved elegantly into a smile again as she watched Clay's face for his reaction. "Ebony Stone." Ebony could somehow read emotions sometimes, and she knew that Clay was three things, wary, frightened, yet somehow unafraid. It made no sense to Ebony, yet she knew that Clay was a nice guy... Even so, Ebony also knew that Clay was bi, no she didn't have a problem with it, but Skylar Darling and Gabriel Lennox had probably made some sort of claim on him already. Oh well, some day there would be hope for Ebony, maybe.
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