Post by malicia on Nov 1, 2008 23:43:36 GMT -5
Name: Melissa Chavelles
Age: 26
Gender: female mouse
Job Wanted: teacher/board house/book keeper
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Train station ticket booth
Description(Prefered a detailed description):
Russet hair was held into a tight bun, decorated with a white feather and purple bijou. The mouse was plain to the eye. Her clothing was old west traditional, nothing exotic or very alluring. Her corset was worn tightly, quite plain with a white sleeve. Her neckline was well hidden, almost up to her chin. A brown dress with brown shoes, silver jewelry. Her posture was irreproachable, straight as an arrow. Her make up? It was rather sober. Discrete even. Glassed rested of her nose or hung around her neck, attached to a silver chain. She seemed like she could had been a book keeper or a teacher, nothing extraordinary there.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.): Melissa was standing at the train station, her cedar chest was stuff hard into the luggage compartment with the sound of dishes being broken. Her suitcase was thrown on top. She watched in utter disbeleif with the complete dissregard the men had for her belongnings. "Au ciel, ma vaisselle..." she sighed as she reached for her pocket watch. Adjusting her glassed her her nose and the hat on her head, she sighed once more. Her ankle high boots, covered in dust, turned heels and boarded the passenger waggon. She took a seat near a window as she saw the large city behind her her. A deep frown as she grabbed the letter from her friend. "J`espere que la vie est meilleure la ou elle me dit d`aller... Ciel, que je suis perdue..." she whinned softly. The station`s bell rung, the caller called "All aboard!". It was only a few minutes later when the train tooted and beggan to chug, slowly creeping out of the station and beggining to pick up speed as it went further away. The heavy steam blurred the view outside and the woman picked up a book to read instead of enjoying the smokey view....
Age: 26
Gender: female mouse
Job Wanted: teacher/board house/book keeper
(If previous is N/A) Other Position wanted: Train station ticket booth
Description(Prefered a detailed description):
Russet hair was held into a tight bun, decorated with a white feather and purple bijou. The mouse was plain to the eye. Her clothing was old west traditional, nothing exotic or very alluring. Her corset was worn tightly, quite plain with a white sleeve. Her neckline was well hidden, almost up to her chin. A brown dress with brown shoes, silver jewelry. Her posture was irreproachable, straight as an arrow. Her make up? It was rather sober. Discrete even. Glassed rested of her nose or hung around her neck, attached to a silver chain. She seemed like she could had been a book keeper or a teacher, nothing extraordinary there.
Example of RP(Preferably a RP log from previous RPs, otherwise make it up.): Melissa was standing at the train station, her cedar chest was stuff hard into the luggage compartment with the sound of dishes being broken. Her suitcase was thrown on top. She watched in utter disbeleif with the complete dissregard the men had for her belongnings. "Au ciel, ma vaisselle..." she sighed as she reached for her pocket watch. Adjusting her glassed her her nose and the hat on her head, she sighed once more. Her ankle high boots, covered in dust, turned heels and boarded the passenger waggon. She took a seat near a window as she saw the large city behind her her. A deep frown as she grabbed the letter from her friend. "J`espere que la vie est meilleure la ou elle me dit d`aller... Ciel, que je suis perdue..." she whinned softly. The station`s bell rung, the caller called "All aboard!". It was only a few minutes later when the train tooted and beggan to chug, slowly creeping out of the station and beggining to pick up speed as it went further away. The heavy steam blurred the view outside and the woman picked up a book to read instead of enjoying the smokey view....
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