Post by Aimee Ryan on May 8, 2010 21:12:38 GMT -8
Village: Ice
Position: Member... May eventually apply for runner...
Full Name: Aimee Christine Ryan
Nickname(s): Aims ((Used by people who consider her a child and themselves her superior when they are in a good mood. {Like a name you would call someone while ruffling their hair because they're shorter than you, good willed, but annoying the life out of them.} Otherwise, it's usually Aimee.))
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Description: From a distance, Aimee's tall, slim figure may make her appear like a model. Her long and glossy hair is a mixture of black and dark brown with silver streaks transforming it from a warm color to a cold color. Her only regular vanity is an unusual method of dusting her hair with finely crushed gold flowers to make it shimmer in the sun- if there is any sun. Up close though, Aimee isn't that stunning, with a nose just a tiny bit large that overshadows her small mouth. Her bushy black eyebrows can be considered stunning, but can also be considered plain ugly. Aimee has a tendency to eat a lot, but she has never gained weight. She is taller than average, and looks underfed, even under layers of clothing. Her eyes are huge, vibrant, and a strange combination of green and grey. With fairly good eyesight and hearing, she is a perfectly healthy teenager.
She makes her own clothes. She herself generally wears thin yet warm clothes, layer upon layer, so she can strip when her body temperature rises the slightest degree. Aimee has no set trend in color or style, using whatever material she can get her hands on to its extent, and rarely leaving scraps. As if formed for the purpose, her hands are small and delicate, although used to cold and hard work.
She has little visible mucsle, yet her upper arms are strong and lean from hours of practicing archery. She is taller than average, but not tall enough to stick out like a sore thumb. Aimee has a lot of grace and elegance, and rarely trips.
Personality: Her shyness is her downfall. A stranger meeting Aimee would be shocked at how seemingly rude she appears. Even with most of her long known acquaintances, she is very closed off and barely says a word. An early experience of being shunned for being to open has haunted her all of her life, leading her to her closed off shell. Nobody can call themselves truly close to her, although if she is caught in a moment of pure joy, her clam shell opens wide. She also thinks incredibly fast, and can grasp concepts before most people, so she doesn't bother wasting her time sharing her ideas with others.
Love is a common experience for Aimee, or at least, crushes. She tends to have a new attraction a week, a fact which aligns itself with her personality trait of seeing the good in everyone. However, she never confesses any of these secret admirations, and to the current object of her affections, she appears even more stand-offish than usual.
Her favorite activity is tree climbing, and seeing that her surroundings are teeming with trees, she has many opportunities to climb high and scour the trees for visitors, making her a valuable look out. She can also run extremely fast, and aspires to be a runner. When she has time, she enjoys running as far as she can get through the forest, and she also enjoys sliding across frozen water- like ice skating. Other activities Aimee enjoy are handcrafting- sewing and armory. She is a talented seamstress for her age, and a few villagers depend on her to mend and create clothing, as well as to create and repair weapons. Aimee is dependable, and not easily distracted, but when she lacks something to do, she daydreams of the days when she will have the courage to say something, to share her ideas, to be a big influence and a respected figure. Children are her specialty. Aimee is often called upon by busy parents who need her to babysit their children, because of her patience and understanding of young children. She has formed many bonds with young children, to have them broken as they grow older.
Her main roles in the village are babysitting, mending and making armory and clothes, being a lookout, and shooting prey.
Family: None, maybe someday.
Connection: Nada, yet.
Partner: Zilch. Yet.
Battle: Aimee is a hopeless fighter on foot. She prefers to stay back and look after the children, but as she is usually forced into battle, she does everything she can to hold peace. Although she tries her absolute hardest to get a swipe at the enemy, she cringes at the sight of blood she has drawn, and usually ends up falling over her own feet while trying to disengage her opponent. Her armor is practically invisible, because she has used her talent to make it. She sews shards of metal armor in under the fabric in a complicated process, and the end result is stiff yet light fabric that is extremely hard to penetrate.
She does have one battle talent- archery. Aimee can aim and shoot arrows from far distances, and can manage large bows and heavy arrows thanks to her height.
Picture:
Creator Comments: The third copy from site to site:)
Position: Member... May eventually apply for runner...
Full Name: Aimee Christine Ryan
Nickname(s): Aims ((Used by people who consider her a child and themselves her superior when they are in a good mood. {Like a name you would call someone while ruffling their hair because they're shorter than you, good willed, but annoying the life out of them.} Otherwise, it's usually Aimee.))
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Description: From a distance, Aimee's tall, slim figure may make her appear like a model. Her long and glossy hair is a mixture of black and dark brown with silver streaks transforming it from a warm color to a cold color. Her only regular vanity is an unusual method of dusting her hair with finely crushed gold flowers to make it shimmer in the sun- if there is any sun. Up close though, Aimee isn't that stunning, with a nose just a tiny bit large that overshadows her small mouth. Her bushy black eyebrows can be considered stunning, but can also be considered plain ugly. Aimee has a tendency to eat a lot, but she has never gained weight. She is taller than average, and looks underfed, even under layers of clothing. Her eyes are huge, vibrant, and a strange combination of green and grey. With fairly good eyesight and hearing, she is a perfectly healthy teenager.
She makes her own clothes. She herself generally wears thin yet warm clothes, layer upon layer, so she can strip when her body temperature rises the slightest degree. Aimee has no set trend in color or style, using whatever material she can get her hands on to its extent, and rarely leaving scraps. As if formed for the purpose, her hands are small and delicate, although used to cold and hard work.
She has little visible mucsle, yet her upper arms are strong and lean from hours of practicing archery. She is taller than average, but not tall enough to stick out like a sore thumb. Aimee has a lot of grace and elegance, and rarely trips.
Personality: Her shyness is her downfall. A stranger meeting Aimee would be shocked at how seemingly rude she appears. Even with most of her long known acquaintances, she is very closed off and barely says a word. An early experience of being shunned for being to open has haunted her all of her life, leading her to her closed off shell. Nobody can call themselves truly close to her, although if she is caught in a moment of pure joy, her clam shell opens wide. She also thinks incredibly fast, and can grasp concepts before most people, so she doesn't bother wasting her time sharing her ideas with others.
Love is a common experience for Aimee, or at least, crushes. She tends to have a new attraction a week, a fact which aligns itself with her personality trait of seeing the good in everyone. However, she never confesses any of these secret admirations, and to the current object of her affections, she appears even more stand-offish than usual.
Her favorite activity is tree climbing, and seeing that her surroundings are teeming with trees, she has many opportunities to climb high and scour the trees for visitors, making her a valuable look out. She can also run extremely fast, and aspires to be a runner. When she has time, she enjoys running as far as she can get through the forest, and she also enjoys sliding across frozen water- like ice skating. Other activities Aimee enjoy are handcrafting- sewing and armory. She is a talented seamstress for her age, and a few villagers depend on her to mend and create clothing, as well as to create and repair weapons. Aimee is dependable, and not easily distracted, but when she lacks something to do, she daydreams of the days when she will have the courage to say something, to share her ideas, to be a big influence and a respected figure. Children are her specialty. Aimee is often called upon by busy parents who need her to babysit their children, because of her patience and understanding of young children. She has formed many bonds with young children, to have them broken as they grow older.
Her main roles in the village are babysitting, mending and making armory and clothes, being a lookout, and shooting prey.
Family: None, maybe someday.
Connection: Nada, yet.
Partner: Zilch. Yet.
Battle: Aimee is a hopeless fighter on foot. She prefers to stay back and look after the children, but as she is usually forced into battle, she does everything she can to hold peace. Although she tries her absolute hardest to get a swipe at the enemy, she cringes at the sight of blood she has drawn, and usually ends up falling over her own feet while trying to disengage her opponent. Her armor is practically invisible, because she has used her talent to make it. She sews shards of metal armor in under the fabric in a complicated process, and the end result is stiff yet light fabric that is extremely hard to penetrate.
She does have one battle talent- archery. Aimee can aim and shoot arrows from far distances, and can manage large bows and heavy arrows thanks to her height.
Picture:
Creator Comments: The third copy from site to site:)
