Post by Luna Dirosa on Oct 7, 2012 14:49:05 GMT -5
FIRST NAME: Luna LAST NAME: Dirosa
IN A NUTSHELL: Luna is a perky blonde sophomore. She's quite brilliant, but dosen't appear so due to being quite forgetful and notoriously bad at schoolwork.
YEARS GO BY: 15, Sophomore
LOOK IN THE MIRROR: Luna is rather short for her age, standing at 5'3. She has fair skin, tending towards pale, dotted with small freckles. Her long-lashed eyes are an almost unnaturally vibrant ice blue. She has long, wavy blonde hair and usually wears a black-and-white long shirt under a see-through lace top along with jean shorts, but sometimes livens it up with one of many blue-flower print dresses she has. She has a braided bracelet that appears too big for her but she never, ever removes it, and around her neck dangles an emerald necklace. Two small scars cross her left arm.
As a werewolf, Luna is broad-shouldered but lithe-bodied, and her fur is gold with black tick marks, except around her eyes, where it grows aqua-blue. The only reminders of her human life are her necklace and bracelet, and her ice-blue eyes remain the same.
TRUE TO YOURSELF: Luna acts perky and bubbly...but the key word there is 'acts'. She possesses an innate skill for acting as just the kind of friend people want, and so they love her for it. The down side of that skill is that in being so nice to others, Luna's forgotten who she is. She dosen't know how to act in situations like romance, where she can actually be herself; the few things she knows about her personality are that she loves animals, the beach, and anything water related except scuba-diving.
SPECIES: Werewolf
REWIND: Luna lived in the south for many years, growing up with the beach always close by made moving to the waveless Woodfall hard for her; but she's adapting.
SHOW YOUR SKILL: Luna walked through the hallways, reaching into the pocket of her jean-shorts and fishing out her phone. One New Message, the plastic face read. She flipped the phone open to check it and almost crashed into a wall, veering away just before impact.
IN A NUTSHELL: Luna is a perky blonde sophomore. She's quite brilliant, but dosen't appear so due to being quite forgetful and notoriously bad at schoolwork.
YEARS GO BY: 15, Sophomore
LOOK IN THE MIRROR: Luna is rather short for her age, standing at 5'3. She has fair skin, tending towards pale, dotted with small freckles. Her long-lashed eyes are an almost unnaturally vibrant ice blue. She has long, wavy blonde hair and usually wears a black-and-white long shirt under a see-through lace top along with jean shorts, but sometimes livens it up with one of many blue-flower print dresses she has. She has a braided bracelet that appears too big for her but she never, ever removes it, and around her neck dangles an emerald necklace. Two small scars cross her left arm.
As a werewolf, Luna is broad-shouldered but lithe-bodied, and her fur is gold with black tick marks, except around her eyes, where it grows aqua-blue. The only reminders of her human life are her necklace and bracelet, and her ice-blue eyes remain the same.
TRUE TO YOURSELF: Luna acts perky and bubbly...but the key word there is 'acts'. She possesses an innate skill for acting as just the kind of friend people want, and so they love her for it. The down side of that skill is that in being so nice to others, Luna's forgotten who she is. She dosen't know how to act in situations like romance, where she can actually be herself; the few things she knows about her personality are that she loves animals, the beach, and anything water related except scuba-diving.
SPECIES: Werewolf
REWIND: Luna lived in the south for many years, growing up with the beach always close by made moving to the waveless Woodfall hard for her; but she's adapting.
SHOW YOUR SKILL: Luna walked through the hallways, reaching into the pocket of her jean-shorts and fishing out her phone. One New Message, the plastic face read. She flipped the phone open to check it and almost crashed into a wall, veering away just before impact.