Post by annabeth kane on Sept 6, 2010 15:35:13 GMT -5
HELLO MY NAME IS ANNABETH, BUT CALL ME BETH AND I AM FIFTEEN GOING ON SIXTEEN YEARS OLD. I'M A HUMAN AND I'M A DERELICT AND I WAS BORN ON 12/06/1870 IN BRITAIN. MY NATIONALITY IS BRITISH AND CHINESE. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE HANNAH QUINLIVIAN. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM OPTIMISTIC, EASILY FRIGHTENED, AND WITH A SAILOR'S MOUTH. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY TAYLOR.
CODEWORD:rosered
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:
(a Victorian age role-play)Catherine sat in the back of a over crowded house. If you could even call it such. It had been abandoned as far as anyone here knew and therefore had become one of the meeting places for Catherine's business. It smelled of cigars and an over explosion of beer. Men sat around various tables playing poker and having women relighting their cigars for them as they lit the woman's petite cigarette. She was suppose to be waiting for an unlucky man to be arriving for a payment so that her own pimp could continue with his gambling, he had gotten so angry at his last loss that he had told her to just wait for the package. She rather hoped it came soon as well, because she needed a bit of fresh air.
When she heard the knock come it was soft, as if unsure but she jumped to it anyway. It was the only sound she seemed to hear as she peeked out the door. "Hello?" When she saw the mousy red haired girl, Nellie her own blue eyes widened. She slipped out the door and closed it behind her with a sudden worry. "What are you doing here?" Her urgent tone was expressed as she brushed off her short green dress so that all the ash was floating in the air. She heard a scream a couple houses down and ignored it, as she always did. "Is something wrong Nellie?" Yes the girl in front of her was her friend but she wasn't a prostitute like herself, she was above that. Although not so high. She had grown up on a street like this and Catherine knew that Nellie was always afraid of coming back. Of course Catherine had grown up the same, and when a friend knocked on her door she always expected the worse.
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