Post by Taylor Ruend on Nov 8, 2008 22:29:44 GMT -5
Name: Taylor
Last name: Ruend
Nicknames: Tay
Gender: female
Age: nine
Height:4’11
Weight:60lbs
Preference: male
Physical Structure: A petite girl, thing legs and arms, with a small nose and rounded cheeks.
Hair: Long, long, long dirty blonde hair. She doesn’t like to cut it. But once or twice her mother has forced her to have bangs, lucky for Taylor, her hair grows fast.
Eyes:A lovely sapphire blue.
Skin:A pale white, rosy cheeks
Clothing: Whatever her mom makes her wear-normally dresses, and a lot of red clothing.
Markings: She paints her face occasionally, and just spends the day looking like that.
Inner Persona: A lot of thoughts and feelings go through her head. Most of it is simple misunderstanding and confusion. She doesn’t get how people look at the world so scientifically and everything has to be proven by something or someone. Why can’t life be lived with simple thoughts. Calm, patience and love towards nature. People trample and destroy the beautiful greens that they all have been blessed with, not thinking twice about it. Nobody ever stops to smell the flowers, or notice the ants on the ground. Nobody cares. But she does. She helps them out as much as she can.
Outer Persona: If people ever notice her, they notice a girl, who never smiles around people, EVER. She smiles when she is alone, in a field of long grass, or talking quietly to herself in a tree. A lot of people think she’s crazy. But her parents back her up by saying ‘She’s just shy.’
Talents: Has a remarkable green thumb.
NOT-so-talents: being around people
Fears: pollution, fast moving vehicles, large amounts of loud people
Loves: being alone outside
Hates: cities.
Interests: plants, animals, the sky, painting her face, learning about plants and animals in different countries.
History: Taylor was born and raised in Faer Lake. She’d always been a quiet girl. Real quiet, hardly ever talking. When she came out of her mothers womb she didn’t even cry. The doctors weren’t certain she was even alive, but there was a heart beat and steady breathing.
Now, inside her quietness she is also a very odd girl. She’s often found doing the strangest things by herself. One time she had asked her mother if she could have some apples to share with her friends. Ruby asked her how many she said she needed seven. So out walks the girl with a basket of seven apples in her hand. She held scissors and a roll of yarn in the other.
An hour later Ruby went outside to see Taylor sitting in the tree.
“Where did your friends go, Taylor?” she’d asked her daughter curiously.
Taylor just stared down at her mother, placing a finger to her lips, then pointed to all the apples hanging from the tree, by long strings of yarn.
Family: A mother; Ruby
A father; William
Your Gift: Healing; has a close relationship with nature(somewhat controls the earth –water and dirt and plants-)
How you got your gift:I Don’t really know. (Scientist experimentation)
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