Post by Julie Knightley on Aug 29, 2006 22:07:23 GMT -5
Other Accounts: Adelle, Daske
Name: Julie Knightely
Gender: Female
Grade: 9th
Appearance: Julie is delicately beautiful; she is a young woman that carries herself humbly wherever she goes, trying not to make much of a verbal appearance. Her dirty blond hair cascades with an unique volume past her shoulders. Julie's hazel eyes overflow with innocence and serenity, alleviating everyone she looks at. Her complexion is a soothing pale that could relate to the aura of an angel, and her calid smile could even enlighten the devil himself. She has a thin but healthy body that stands at a 5'6 height. Not being athletic, her frame resembles to one of a tranquil white tulip.
Julie is an all-comfortable-girl. Most of the time you will find her wearing light colored Egyptian cotton blouses, and warm colored shorts, ending the overall outfit with matching flip-flops.
Personality: Julie is a discrete young female, for her voice has rarely been heard. Mainly because she is shy, Julie won't speak to a stranger unless it is utterly required. She is a girl of few words around a new environment, but she is highly observant even about the tiniest of details. Julie is quite sentimental, for she has a tendency to become attached and treasure the person or thing that she has gotten to know more intimately (meaning a good friend). Although reserved and quiet she feels rather at ease with her body. Strangely enough, you could humiliate her with just about anything, except the way she looks. Julie is also very intelligent and a quick thinker, yet she rarely shares her opinion, causing the credit to be won by someone else. However, Julie accepts herself for who she truly is. She knows that her shy personally toward the unknown can be a downfall, but she has never made an attempt to change it.
Interests: Art is a passion for Julie. It is the only scape goat that allows her to express her feelings flamboyantly. She can get creative with anything she touches, transforming trash into a work of art. As for reading, she mostly enjoys meaningful poems that after reading, they can be pondered upon. Her taste of music consists of anything that will not boldly scream at you, or have subliminal suicidal messages.
Role Playing: Julie calmly sat Indian style and rested her back on the old oak's tree trunk. Summer was coming to an end, but she had promised herself to always visit this particular spot. Julie was sitting on top of a small grassy hill, which overlooked down onto the school's sports field. There couldn't be a more inspiring and tranquil spot than the one she was in. Delighted, Julie took out her sketchbook from her bag and grabbed a pencil. She then looked down upon all the girls that were trying out for Field Hockey. One in particular caught her eye. The girl was nothing like the others, in fact, from far away, her movements barely resembled to one. Julie couldn't help but smile at the unique player, and when the friendly game began, she couldn't help but silently cheer for the spunky girl.
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Name: Julie Knightely
Gender: Female
Grade: 9th
Appearance: Julie is delicately beautiful; she is a young woman that carries herself humbly wherever she goes, trying not to make much of a verbal appearance. Her dirty blond hair cascades with an unique volume past her shoulders. Julie's hazel eyes overflow with innocence and serenity, alleviating everyone she looks at. Her complexion is a soothing pale that could relate to the aura of an angel, and her calid smile could even enlighten the devil himself. She has a thin but healthy body that stands at a 5'6 height. Not being athletic, her frame resembles to one of a tranquil white tulip.
Julie is an all-comfortable-girl. Most of the time you will find her wearing light colored Egyptian cotton blouses, and warm colored shorts, ending the overall outfit with matching flip-flops.
Personality: Julie is a discrete young female, for her voice has rarely been heard. Mainly because she is shy, Julie won't speak to a stranger unless it is utterly required. She is a girl of few words around a new environment, but she is highly observant even about the tiniest of details. Julie is quite sentimental, for she has a tendency to become attached and treasure the person or thing that she has gotten to know more intimately (meaning a good friend). Although reserved and quiet she feels rather at ease with her body. Strangely enough, you could humiliate her with just about anything, except the way she looks. Julie is also very intelligent and a quick thinker, yet she rarely shares her opinion, causing the credit to be won by someone else. However, Julie accepts herself for who she truly is. She knows that her shy personally toward the unknown can be a downfall, but she has never made an attempt to change it.
Interests: Art is a passion for Julie. It is the only scape goat that allows her to express her feelings flamboyantly. She can get creative with anything she touches, transforming trash into a work of art. As for reading, she mostly enjoys meaningful poems that after reading, they can be pondered upon. Her taste of music consists of anything that will not boldly scream at you, or have subliminal suicidal messages.
Role Playing: Julie calmly sat Indian style and rested her back on the old oak's tree trunk. Summer was coming to an end, but she had promised herself to always visit this particular spot. Julie was sitting on top of a small grassy hill, which overlooked down onto the school's sports field. There couldn't be a more inspiring and tranquil spot than the one she was in. Delighted, Julie took out her sketchbook from her bag and grabbed a pencil. She then looked down upon all the girls that were trying out for Field Hockey. One in particular caught her eye. The girl was nothing like the others, in fact, from far away, her movements barely resembled to one. Julie couldn't help but smile at the unique player, and when the friendly game began, she couldn't help but silently cheer for the spunky girl.
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Don't worry, I'll get there.
Can't wait 'til we get started. Hehe.
