Post by lillian grace midwinter on Jul 21, 2011 1:28:37 GMT -5
( LILLIANgraceMIDWINTER !? )
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{[/color] HELLO HELLO BABY[/b][/color]
you called i can’t hear a thing i have got not service in the club you see
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full name. Lillian Grace Midwinter
nicknames. Lilly, Lils
gender. Female.
birthday. September 14th
candles. Sixteen
orientation. Hetero
occupation. Shadowhunter. And family cook.
member group. Nephilim.
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[/color] WHAT WHAT DID YOU SAY[/b][/color]are you breaking up on me sorry i cannot hear you i’m kinda busy
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other important stuff. Lilly is a firecracker, to put it simply. She's just like her mom was when she was younger, rebellious and full of spirit. Even Lilly will admit that, yes, maybe she is a bit like her mom, especially when she was younger, but if you try to get her to admit any more than that, she won't be very happy with you. Although she doesn't have a cool whip like her mom, Lilly is a master at handling a dagger in any sort of combat. She's also a magnificent archer and a decent swordsman. Her runes are all right, but nothing to sing praises about. Just like her mom, though, she flirts like she breathes. Lilly finds it easy to deal with anyone, but she won't even consider seriously dating. It's not because she doesn't want to have some twisted, Shadowhunter version of happily ever after, but she's actually convinced herself that she needs to take care of her twin first before she starts even seriously considering her own future. After all, the boy is ridiculously awkward and Lilly is far too protective of him. Other than her brothers and other family members, Lilly is actually pretty stoic to everyone else. Sarcasm and insults are her main languages and she's never afraid to tell people what she thinks.
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[/color] JUST A SECOND[/b][/color]it’s my favorite song they’re gonna play and i cannot text you with a drink in my hand eh
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name/alias. Kalie
experience. five or six years?
factoid. I suck at talking about myself and at plotting. I know, what am I doing RPing? XD
codeword. ADMIN EDIT.
sample.Earlier, in the midst of training, Jace and Clary were acting all couple-like and Isabelle had been tempted to throw both of them out a window. Thankfully, they had just disappeared to go to Clary's to have dinner or something with Luke and Jocelyn. Unfortunately, that left Isabelle to her own devices and that was never a good idea.
Without a second thought, Isabelle dressed out of her training clothes and exited the Institute. Alec was out - probably with Magnus - but her mom was somewhere in her office, so the place was safe so Isabelle didn't have to watch over it and keep it safe. "I'm going out, Mom!" she called out as an after-thought before the door slammed behind her. Taking a deep breath, she inhaled the mixed scent of people, food, and possibly a bit of sewer. Isabelle surveyed the world around her before she stepped off the church's stoop.
The only problem was that she didn't really have anywhere to go. Isabelle kicked a rock when she realized that. How could she not have anywhere to go? She was Isabelle Lightwood. She had to have somewhere to go, but the truth of the matter was, she normally never went out in daylight. Most of the places she frequented were night owl sorts of places. Not that she blamed them, but it made her daytime life a hell of a lot more difficult that was for sure.
Isabelle was about to give up and go back to punching sandbags when she passed by a bench just in time to hear the guy sitting on it say something very...well, obvious. She stopped and looked at the back of his head skeptically for a second before walking up to the back of the bench. "This is Earth, sweetheart," she said casually as she leaned forward on the back of the bench. "You feeling okay?" Isabelle asked, wondering if demon possession could make someone go crazy like that.
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This character application was made by danger (aka pixified of caution 2.0). The lyrics are from the song “telephone”, which belongs to Lady Gaga. I don’t claim those. But all the rest is mine. Just because I didn’t post it on caution doesn’t make it not mine. Do not remove or edit this credit under any circumstances. Just don’t. I really don’t want to have to dig my shotgun out of the closet and come hunt you down for stealing all of my hard work.
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