Age: 16
Gender: Female
Type: Stranded
Theme Song: "Don't Cry" by Guns'n'Roses
Personality: Rachel is a rather shy girl, hiding her thoughts, but tries her best. She tries to use her smile anytime she can. She remembers from her father's tales that shy and weak animals are trying to look more dangerous than they really are. Rachel is trying too look tougher than she really is, she noticed recently that boys like confident girls more than shy ones ;) When Rachel meets somebody closer she may befriend quickly.
She suffers a lot after her beloved father passed away three years ago. He was a military man, she liked when he told her about surviving in a forest. She cannot find a common language with her mom, they are constantly arguing.
She's a high-schooler, dreams of being a journalist in the future, but haven't done anything yet (not even for a school newspaper). Rachel did write some scary stories and a sort of press contribution or two, but keep them secret in her own drawer.
Appearance: About 5'5, 100 pounds, with black, medium length, a bit messy hair, her blue eyes are usually covered with
black eyeliner, wearing torn skintight blue jeans, with wide leather military-style belt, black tank top, combat boots,
spiked choker and spiked bands on her wrists.
History: She's a half-orphan. Her beloved dad, a military man, had passed away three years earlier (a stupid car accident). She lives with her mother and her much younger brother. Rachel is constantly fighting with her mother. Rachel's brother, who is only five now, needed more attention than Rachel for the lst few years, but the teen feels a bit neglected.
Rachel left home after another argument with her mother. In anger she didn't take anything with her, not even her mobile. Heavy rain started when she noticed that building. Without thinking too much she entered and...
Other Information: Equipment & Abilities: Rachel still remembers some of the things about survival in the forest her father used to tell her. She did use her boots as a weapon one evening when she was attacked (she's a pretty girl) walking street after dark - her father explained her what the target is ;).
Generally, while feeling in danger she observes the situation and is trying too look as tough as possible. Inside her right boot she carries a swiss folded knife.
While talking with people she believes that smiling and being open solves almost every problem (except her mom who never understands anything).
Roleplay Sample:
Rachel was walking fast. She listened to the sound her heavy combat boots gave a clear sound as she walked the street. She was really angry. How could it be her mother did't understand anything! She already had plans on her own! And those plans excluded babysitting her brother on a trip to some city gardens!
At that moment Rachel noticed she didn't have her mobile. She had left it in a hotel room, on her bed. She was so angry she hadn't taken anything! Teen stopped and looked around. She had made quite a walk... She calculated it would take at least fifteen minutes to get her back home. Not far enough! She noticed a bus coming towars the stop that was just a couple of yards from her. She started running and managed to catch that bus. Staring absently at the windows, she barely noticed the bus took her to the other side of town.
Rachel stepped off bus on randomly chosen stop. She put her hands to the back pockets of her jeans and took a deep breath. She needed to think what to do next. Suddenly above her head there was a sound of thunder... It was about to rain. She needed to hide somewhere... Here! Across the small street on the left, there was some old building. "Neglected as I am" she said to herself and started to run. In a nick of time she reached the entrance, but few drops got her until she had a roof above her head.
Rachel entered the building, looked around her and shrugged... It was a very large main lobby. She walked towards th desk and signed her name. Rachel was feeling a bit surprised about what she was doing.
She looked around her she was not the only one. It was strange she hadn't noticed them before as there were quite a few of them. A girl, her age probably, was hit with a... paper plane i her head. She caught it, looked at it smiled and chuckled short after. A new person arrived, another girl, asking to move some stuff... What kind of place is it anyway?
Rachel noticed the others moved the stuff and started leaving the lobby... she decided to follow them.
"Aye! wait for me" She said walking quickly and waving her hand...