Post by Elizabeta Héderváry on Jan 28, 2011 21:47:29 GMT -5
Name: Elizabeta Héderváry
Age:25
Country: Magyar Köztársaság or Hungary
Appearance:
Elizabeta is a somewhat short and petite young woman. While not muscular, she is decently toned and stronger than she appears. Her light brown hair falls a few inches below her shoulders, the locks ending in a bouncy wave. She generally wears it un-styled and down. However, she is never without a flower tucked behind her ear, usually a lily or a tulip. This habit comes from her mother, who always loved fresh flowers. Her green eyes are very expressive, ranging from a friendly warmth to a burning rage depending on her mood. Unless she is attending a more formal event or is on a date, Elizabeta rarely wears makeup. Jewelry too is a rarity in her ensemble. She prefers fast, simple preparation in the morning and comfort over style when it comes to her attire. Much of this comes from her necessity to move quickly and easily for her work and her own hesitance to be girly. Normally, she can be seen wearing a simple blouse, usually in some shade of green, with a pair of slacks or a breezy skirt. When the weather is windy or hot, she will also add a bandanna around her hair to keep it out of her way. She is also never without at least one camera on her person.
Likes:
+Photography
+Baking
+Gossip
+Flowers, particularly lilies
+Traveling
+Cute boysmaking out
+Music, especially jazz
Dislikes:
-Perverts
-Being belittled for her gender
-Boredom
-Burnt food
-Romanians (she had a poor experience with one when she was younger)
-Cold weather
-Spiders
Fears: Elizabeta’s greatest fear is being unable to protect someone she cares about. Her protective instincts are rather strong, and she views letting those she loves get harmed as a large sign of weakness.
Elizabeta also fears failure. Having grown up as an only child, high expectations were placed upon her from an early age. As such, she equates failure as disappointing those around her.
Quirks: Elizabeta has a special frying pan which she uses on any man whose hands wander a tad too much for her liking. According to her, it also makes the perfect French toast every time.
Elizabeta is also an unabashed fan of boy-on-boy action. She has a secret collection of dirty books and her own special collection of photographs hidden in a box in her closet.
Personality: If Elizabeta were to be described in one word, it would be tomboy. Having grown up with no mother and mainly male friends, Elizabeta quickly learned to become one of the boys. Her language at times is crude and short, and she is not above getting down and dirty to accomplish her goals. She loves being physically active and won’t hesitate to use her strength to make a point.
This is not to say, however, that Elizabeta lacks a feminine side. Elizabeta loves baking and gardening, keeping a few flower boxes on the windowsill of her flat. While she prefers comfort when choosing clothing, she loves to window shop and having opportunities to dress up in one of her fancier dresses. While a perfectly intelligent and rational young woman, Elizabeta can become a tad boy crazy if she finds a male she particularly likes. A romantic at heart, Elizabeta secretly longs for her knight in shining armor.
Despite being an only child, Elizabeta was never spoiled growing up. Rather, she was taught to take care of herself and learn about life by experience. Looking back, she is thankful for these lessons. Elizabeta relishes her independence and her strength. She is still very close to her father and care deeply for him.
Always quick to make friends, Elizabeta has a natural charisma that has helped her form lasting connections with others. She loves to chat and always stays current on the latest gossip. She hates to see others upset and will always lend an ear to those in trouble. To her younger friends, she tends to be something of a surrogate big sister. However, those who end up on her bad side will find she has a rather short temper and an impulsive streak.
History: Elizabeta was born in Budapest, Hungary to a young salesman and his wife. For the first few years of her life, the three had a perfectly normal and happy relationship. However, their bliss was not to last. Elizabeta’s father traveled often for his work, requiring the family to move almost constantly. Her mother, tired of constantly having to restart her life, eventually grew tired of their nomadic ways. The two divorced shortly after Elizabeta’s fifth birthday.
Elizabeta’s world changed after the divorce. She became determined to make her father proud, wanting him to cheer up. Having overheard him say he wished for a son at one point, she made it her mission to become a boy. She cut her hair and started playing more and more with her male friends. Her dolls were discarded for balls, her dresses replaced by baggy pants. For years, she was convinced that she could grow a penis.
Eventually, her father noticed the odd ways of his daughter.
Upon hearing her story, he burst into laughter. He explained to her that, unfortunately, biology did not work that way. More importantly, he said that although he had wanted a son, he loved Elizabeta for who she was. She didn’t have to try to be a boy for his sake. Though stunned by this revelation, a sort of burden lifted from Elizabeta’s shoulders, and she eventually found a happy medium between her male and female sides.
At the age of 18, Elizabeta made the difficult decision to move to the United States to attend university. While she missed her family and her home dearly, she quickly settled into her new life. Initially, she came planning to study business and follow in her father’s footsteps as a successful saleswoman. However, her plans changed after taking an elective course in photography. She fell in love with the art of capturing a piece of natural beauty or a precious moment on film. While it would be a more difficult path, she chose to become a professional photographer.
After graduation, Elizabeta traveled the countryside to explore its beauty. She took freelance jobs here and there to earn some cash. Eventually, she settled down in Circletown, where she works as a photographer for the local newspaper.
OOC Info[/u]
Name: Lily, Hun, Eli, Sarah
Email: lilygirl711@mchsi.com
Messenger, etc. AIM: DMGirl7113
Skype: IlluWeaver
Austria's anger is Mozart, not Chopin. Who would have guessed?
Age:25
Country: Magyar Köztársaság or Hungary
Appearance:
Elizabeta is a somewhat short and petite young woman. While not muscular, she is decently toned and stronger than she appears. Her light brown hair falls a few inches below her shoulders, the locks ending in a bouncy wave. She generally wears it un-styled and down. However, she is never without a flower tucked behind her ear, usually a lily or a tulip. This habit comes from her mother, who always loved fresh flowers. Her green eyes are very expressive, ranging from a friendly warmth to a burning rage depending on her mood. Unless she is attending a more formal event or is on a date, Elizabeta rarely wears makeup. Jewelry too is a rarity in her ensemble. She prefers fast, simple preparation in the morning and comfort over style when it comes to her attire. Much of this comes from her necessity to move quickly and easily for her work and her own hesitance to be girly. Normally, she can be seen wearing a simple blouse, usually in some shade of green, with a pair of slacks or a breezy skirt. When the weather is windy or hot, she will also add a bandanna around her hair to keep it out of her way. She is also never without at least one camera on her person.
Likes:
+Photography
+Baking
+Gossip
+Flowers, particularly lilies
+Traveling
+Cute boys
+Music, especially jazz
Dislikes:
-Perverts
-Being belittled for her gender
-Boredom
-Burnt food
-Romanians (she had a poor experience with one when she was younger)
-Cold weather
-Spiders
Fears: Elizabeta’s greatest fear is being unable to protect someone she cares about. Her protective instincts are rather strong, and she views letting those she loves get harmed as a large sign of weakness.
Elizabeta also fears failure. Having grown up as an only child, high expectations were placed upon her from an early age. As such, she equates failure as disappointing those around her.
Quirks: Elizabeta has a special frying pan which she uses on any man whose hands wander a tad too much for her liking. According to her, it also makes the perfect French toast every time.
Elizabeta is also an unabashed fan of boy-on-boy action. She has a secret collection of dirty books and her own special collection of photographs hidden in a box in her closet.
Personality: If Elizabeta were to be described in one word, it would be tomboy. Having grown up with no mother and mainly male friends, Elizabeta quickly learned to become one of the boys. Her language at times is crude and short, and she is not above getting down and dirty to accomplish her goals. She loves being physically active and won’t hesitate to use her strength to make a point.
This is not to say, however, that Elizabeta lacks a feminine side. Elizabeta loves baking and gardening, keeping a few flower boxes on the windowsill of her flat. While she prefers comfort when choosing clothing, she loves to window shop and having opportunities to dress up in one of her fancier dresses. While a perfectly intelligent and rational young woman, Elizabeta can become a tad boy crazy if she finds a male she particularly likes. A romantic at heart, Elizabeta secretly longs for her knight in shining armor.
Despite being an only child, Elizabeta was never spoiled growing up. Rather, she was taught to take care of herself and learn about life by experience. Looking back, she is thankful for these lessons. Elizabeta relishes her independence and her strength. She is still very close to her father and care deeply for him.
Always quick to make friends, Elizabeta has a natural charisma that has helped her form lasting connections with others. She loves to chat and always stays current on the latest gossip. She hates to see others upset and will always lend an ear to those in trouble. To her younger friends, she tends to be something of a surrogate big sister. However, those who end up on her bad side will find she has a rather short temper and an impulsive streak.
History: Elizabeta was born in Budapest, Hungary to a young salesman and his wife. For the first few years of her life, the three had a perfectly normal and happy relationship. However, their bliss was not to last. Elizabeta’s father traveled often for his work, requiring the family to move almost constantly. Her mother, tired of constantly having to restart her life, eventually grew tired of their nomadic ways. The two divorced shortly after Elizabeta’s fifth birthday.
Elizabeta’s world changed after the divorce. She became determined to make her father proud, wanting him to cheer up. Having overheard him say he wished for a son at one point, she made it her mission to become a boy. She cut her hair and started playing more and more with her male friends. Her dolls were discarded for balls, her dresses replaced by baggy pants. For years, she was convinced that she could grow a penis.
Eventually, her father noticed the odd ways of his daughter.
Upon hearing her story, he burst into laughter. He explained to her that, unfortunately, biology did not work that way. More importantly, he said that although he had wanted a son, he loved Elizabeta for who she was. She didn’t have to try to be a boy for his sake. Though stunned by this revelation, a sort of burden lifted from Elizabeta’s shoulders, and she eventually found a happy medium between her male and female sides.
At the age of 18, Elizabeta made the difficult decision to move to the United States to attend university. While she missed her family and her home dearly, she quickly settled into her new life. Initially, she came planning to study business and follow in her father’s footsteps as a successful saleswoman. However, her plans changed after taking an elective course in photography. She fell in love with the art of capturing a piece of natural beauty or a precious moment on film. While it would be a more difficult path, she chose to become a professional photographer.
After graduation, Elizabeta traveled the countryside to explore its beauty. She took freelance jobs here and there to earn some cash. Eventually, she settled down in Circletown, where she works as a photographer for the local newspaper.
RP Sample:(I apologize in advance for the lackluster sample ^-^;.)
The sun hung high in the sky, its rays beating down hard through the canopy of trees shading Elizabeta as she made her way up the mountain. She pulled at her bandanna, removing it from her hair and using it to dab away the sweat trickling down her cheek. In the back of her mind, she was thankful for the extra shade and the lack of humidity. It made this whole trek a bit more bearable. Not that a little hot weather would have deterred her, of course. She was determined to make it to the top. She had heard the view of the valley below was breathtaking, and she aimed to capture it on film.
Pausing for a moment, she shifted her weight onto the large branch she was using as a makeshift walking stick. She was close now; she was sure of it. Teeth pulled gently at the cap of her water bottle, releasing a welcome rush of cool liquid down her throat. No, she wasn’t about to wuss out now. Slowly, she pushed her limbs forward, urging them the rest of the way to the top.
The view was just as gorgeous as she had imagined. Smooth peaks jutted into the air, ghosting across wispy clouds as they rolled past. A vast sea of trees filled the valley below, accented by the occasional strip of water. In the distance, she spied a few dots of life, probably a heard of deer. She could hardly contain the grin spreading between her ears as she pulled her camera from the small pack on her back. “Totally worth it.”
The sun hung high in the sky, its rays beating down hard through the canopy of trees shading Elizabeta as she made her way up the mountain. She pulled at her bandanna, removing it from her hair and using it to dab away the sweat trickling down her cheek. In the back of her mind, she was thankful for the extra shade and the lack of humidity. It made this whole trek a bit more bearable. Not that a little hot weather would have deterred her, of course. She was determined to make it to the top. She had heard the view of the valley below was breathtaking, and she aimed to capture it on film.
Pausing for a moment, she shifted her weight onto the large branch she was using as a makeshift walking stick. She was close now; she was sure of it. Teeth pulled gently at the cap of her water bottle, releasing a welcome rush of cool liquid down her throat. No, she wasn’t about to wuss out now. Slowly, she pushed her limbs forward, urging them the rest of the way to the top.
The view was just as gorgeous as she had imagined. Smooth peaks jutted into the air, ghosting across wispy clouds as they rolled past. A vast sea of trees filled the valley below, accented by the occasional strip of water. In the distance, she spied a few dots of life, probably a heard of deer. She could hardly contain the grin spreading between her ears as she pulled her camera from the small pack on her back. “Totally worth it.”
OOC Info[/u]
Name: Lily, Hun, Eli, Sarah
Email: lilygirl711@mchsi.com
Messenger, etc. AIM: DMGirl7113
Skype: IlluWeaver
Austria's anger is Mozart, not Chopin. Who would have guessed?
