lonecoyote
Always Confused
Alright, so I have just started using the BBcode when I make my character sheets and what not. I'm not even sure how I do this, but I always mess it up. I have a CS right now that is done but I managed to somehow not get a slide to show up that is rather important. Below I will leave the CS to better explain whatever it is that I did. Also, I wouldn't mind asking the GM of the Rp but he's helped me alot with these and I don't want to keep bothering him. This happens to me alot so knowing how to fix it on my own would be very helpful.
Syra Fox
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- Basics
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Name
Syra Beatrice Fox
Nickname
Sy, S.B.
Age
18
Gender
Female
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Ethnicity
Caucasian
Role
New Girl
- Appearance
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Hair
Syra's hair is a short dark brown color with the ends being a lighter brown. This being because she used to have ombrè hair.
Eyes
A light green in color
Height
5ft 8
Weight
130 lbs
Build
Tall, slim, athletic
Other Features
Freckles that dust over the bridge of her nose and shoulders.
Dimples on her face as well as lower back. - Persona
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Personality
Throughout her life, Syra has learned many things and adopted them into her personality. If one gets to know her well, they describe her as: good humored, confident, supportive, honest, open-minded, generous and bold. Even though her life wasn't a fairytail or Barbie dolls and glitter, she has accepted it. She is aware that she cannot change it and even if she could, she never would.
Syra is true to herself and always gives credit where credit is due. She cares greatly for those she considers friends and never uses them for selfish reasons. She is also very honest and open minded. With her moving from place to place, she has learned that being accepting to new things is not a bad thing. Just not all the time. Her honesty is something that she is trying to work on. At times her honesty can be a bit too....honest. She tends to say what she feels/thinks without any regard for the other person's feelings.
The girl can take a joke. She's not the type to get butt hurt if someone makes a joke about her past. She'd laugh along with them. A joke is a joke, if they meant what they said, they wouldn't be laughing. Throughout her travels, Syra is slowly finding herself. She knows who she is, where she came from, and where she's going. She doesn't have time to be worrying if Jake from down the street likes her. Why wouldn't he? She is a girl and he is a boy. It only makes sense.
With all the moving that she's done, being supportive was kind of in the package. She supports everyone in whatever dream or goal they have. She's one to believe in people when they themselves don't even believe in themselves. Why is this? Because she knows that having someone believe in you is one of the greatest things in the world. Her generous side comes from her deceased mother. Her mother was the kind of woman that if it were raining outside and she saw a homeless person, she'd pick them up and take them home so they wouldn't get sick. She'd serve them a hot meal, give them somewhere to sleep, and somewhere to shower. Syra looked up to her mother and wanted to be just like her and inheriting her generous side is one of her best features about her. Her boldness. Man does this one come out of nowhere. Syra is not afraid to stand alone nor approach basically anyone. She doesn't see the point in waiting around forever and has even been known to tell someone she likes them in front of other people and right there on the spot. She's up for any challenge anyone wants to throw her way.
Likes
Fresh Air
Animals
Cold Things
The Sound of Rain
Nature
Dislikes
Being Confined
Moving
Tourist
Small Places
Heavy Amounts of Makeup
Hobbies/Talents
Can hold her breath under water for 5 minutes.
Does patting her head and rubbing her tummy count?
When she can find the time, she enjoys making jewelry out of things she finds in nature.
She loves to read outside in her hammock.
She's very skilled with guns.
She boxes to relieve stress.
Behavioral Quirks:
Doesn't take anything from anyone/Isn't afraid to be blunt and speak her mind.
Is a great listener and always looks the person in the eye when they are talking to her/when she is talking to them.
Tends to roll her eyes and click her tongue when angry.
Taps her foot when impatient or making a decision.
- Other
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Job
Since she just moved to town, she has yet to get a job.
This doesn't mean she isn't looking, though. She's interested in Petco/Pet Smart
Themesong
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Languages
French
Spanish
Latin
English
Piercings
- Writing Sample
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It was already three o'clock in the afternoon and there was nothing going on. Absolutely nothing. For lunch, she went to Rosaline's and as she was leaving Rosaline's she pulled out her business phone. She tapped on the screen before lifting the phone to her ear. As she stepped into the car she was given for the day, she told the driver to drive wherever until she was given further instruction. As the driver nodded and began to drive, Paislee listened to the sound of the waiting line over the phone. As soon as she thought she was going to have to break into the person she was calling's home, they picked up.
"Romeo White? Excellent. Have the money ready in about ten minutes. When I pull up to your home you will come outside and get into the car. Got it? If you fail to cooperate, then I will have to use force to bring you out." With that, Paislee hung up the phone and looked at the driver. She told him where to go and he nodded, telling her that it only took five minutes to get to the address.
"I'm aware. I'm also impatient so let's hope he's ready." she said as she texted both Adrian and Dante for an update on how their mission was going. She was hoping that it was going great and they would have a civilian by dinner time but knowing those Capello dogs, who knew if the girl had been captured already. Paislee ran over things in her head. What would happen if she had to go and get him herself, what would happen if there was someone else waiting for her. Things of that nature. For any of them though, she was always ready and prepared. She always kept knives on her, even if she was wearing tight fitting clothes. How did she do this? By having years of practice and making sure that no matter what, her weapons would never be found. She also carried her Glock 42 .30 that she kept in her purse at all times. If all else fails, there's always her hand to hand combat.
"We're here." the driver said and brought Paislee from her thoughts. Paislee smiled and put on her sunglasses, rolling down the window. Paislee saw a window open then close as soon as she looked at it. She rolled her eyes and fixed her Jumper before stepping out of the vehicle. As she opened the door, she heard another door close and saw Mr. Romeo walking to the car. Paislee kept the door opened for him and scooted over, allowing him to slide into the seat. "You may drive now."
"I know I owe Cristiano $1,600 plus interest, but I only have $1,400. Can't he spare the two hundred?" he asked, his voice sounding like it was shaking from fear. Paislee held her hand out to him, not saying a word. Usually, it wouldn't be her job to collect the money but since she had to eliminate the last two idiots who collected the money for taking half of it for themselves, she's made it her job to collect. And boy was she good at it. She always got the money they owed and if not, more than what they owed. Romeo handed Paislee the stack of money, his eyes darting at the stack then at her. Paislee saw this and raised a brow. When she looked at the stack, she smiled.
"Don't worry yourself so much. I'll decide how this is settled." Paislee said as she crossed her legs and began to count te money. As she counted, she looked up at Romeo. "Do you have any family members?" she asked, her hands dealing out the money. He said no quietly and when he said that, Paislee took it as a sign.
"Alright, here's what's about to happen. You thought that I didn't know who you were, didn't you? I know who you are. I did my research. I know you're loaded. I'm no idiot. Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I'm a moron. So, what you're going to do for me is withdraw half of the money you have in the bank and give it to me. Simple as that." she explained and looked at the driver who nodded. Romeo raised a brow and licked his lips, sitting up straight and facing Paislee. Apparently, someone's balls grew back as she talked.
"I'm not doing that! I've worked hard for that money! You can't just take it because I owe you not even 1/4th of what I have in the bank! That's ridiculous!" he shot back, his voice raising. Paislee raised an eyebrow and looked at him. She tried not to kill him for raising his voice at her. Who was he talking to? His mother?
"Do not raise your voice at me again. If you're so rich, why the hell did you borrow so much money from The Santorini's? So if we're being honest here, that money belongs to The Santorini's. The only reason I'm not making you get all of it is because it look's suspicious. Now, go get the damn money before I shoot you in your fucking head. Got it?" she said as the car came to a stop. Romeo rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"I'm not afraid of some girl. You don't even have a gun on you." he said, looking out the window and refusing to get out. In a mere matter of seconds, Paislee's fist made contact with his face and the flesh quickly started to swell. Romeo began to yell and before he knew it, Paislee had her gun out and pointed at his head. Her finger was on the trigger and a grin on her face.
"Don't think I won't do it. I'm not just "some girl". I'm the girl who haunts you in your sleep. Now get the fuck out of my car and get your damn money. Give them a good excuse and if you do anything to give away that you're lying, I will kill you. You have no family to miss you so no one will give a rat's ass. And I'll be sure that your money goes to a good place. Now, get going." she threatened, her words laced with venom as she spoke. When Paislee was doing any form of business for The Santorini's, she always got what she wanted. If not, she would put them out of her misery. Her misery you ask, yes her misery. If Paislee didn't get what she wanted then she'd make sure they didn't get to keep wasting her oxygen.
Romeo got out from the vehicle and looked back after he closed the door. Paislee just looked back at him since the windows were tinted and no one could see her face. Paislee looked down at her phone and set a timer, knowing that it shouldn't take more than twenty minutes for him to get the money. While she waited, she did what everyone does. Plays Candy Crush.
When the timer went off at twenty minutes, Paislee looked at the door. People came in, people came out. Just as banks operated. She decided to give him five more minutes until she would have to go in and get him. Just as two minutes were up, out came Romeo. He came back to the car and closed the door, handing Paislee a nice amount of money in a briefcase. The briefcase must have come with withdrawing a large sum of money, but that didn't matter. As long as she got what she asked for. Paislee looked at all of the money and counted it rather quickly, signaling the driver to go back to Romeo's home. When she counted how much money he had given her, she smiled.
"Alright, Mr. Romeo. It was a pleasure doing business with you. If you tell anyone what happened today, you'll regret it. That's a promise. Now, I hope to keep doing business with you because I'll be back to collect in a month." Paislee said with a nod, closing the briefcase and setting it in her lap. The rest of the ride, neither of them talked and when he was dropped off at his home, he didn't look back this time.
On the way to the estate, Paislee opened the briefcase again and couldn't help but grin. "$66,000 never looked so good." she said, looking at the driver who smiled as well. As the estate drew closer, Paislee closed the briefcase and prepared to hand it over to Cristiano. Hopefully, he would be proud of her for getting so much money. After all, nice things cost money. When she was inside, she went to Cristiano's office but was informed that he was still out. Paislee only nodded but kept the money with her, telling them that she would wait for his return.