Post by salina on Jul 20, 2007 22:53:48 GMT -5
Name: Salena DeLa Marate
Age:19
Gender: Female
Grade: Professor of Interrogation, Weapons I, and Weapons II
Appearance: Salena has long medium brown hair, with large green eyes, and a tan complextion. She's about 5 feet 9 inches, with an delicate figure. However, she doesn't look like she's anorexic.
Personality: Salena has a saucy, short tempered personality. She's sassy, and has no hesitance it telling someone something. She's persuasive and manipulating, and she's intelligent enough to use those traits to her advantage. At times she's very professional and refined at times because of her background. But that doesn't stop her from acting out when she wants too.
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Bio: Salena is the daughter of a well respected business tycoon. Since the age of 7, her father had trained her to take over his compnay. However, when she was 14, her younger brother [[5 years younger]] expressed interest in taking over. Salena was thrilled because this freed her to do whatever she wanted.
Salena used that oppurtunity to get a job as a CIA interrogation specialist. However, she learned that they planned to get rid of her due to her overly violent nature. She decided to just quit, and rejoined her father, which caused her brother to be happier, because she helped relieve the stress that was put on him, but it also caused the employees' stress to rise to record highs because she often used her old techniques on them to keep her skills sharp. when she heard about the psycho school, she decided that she had to apply for a teaching position, much to the relief of the employees, and her brother, who decided she was completely nuts.
Other: Salena also had several hobbies, including dancing, ballroom, freestyle, and hip hop. She enjoys playing the violin, flute, and the piano. She also likes writing and sketching.
Roleplay Example:
A man in a black suit opened the door to black car. A tall girl with piercing green eyes stepped out of the car and nodded to the man. "You can leave now. I'll be fine on my own. Would you please ask my brother and my father not to send you every time they think I plan on going somewhere. Alright? Good bye." Salena DeLa Marate calmly explained to her brother's driver. he nodded and left. Salena shook her head and examined the campus. It looked fairly normal. Then Salena noticed a nearby puddle, of a deep red marroon color. She crouched down and touched the puddle, rubbing the red liquid between her index finger and her thumb. Salena smirked and licked her fingers. "Blood. How lovely. Just the perfect thing to greet me." She stood up and looked around.
"I think I should need to find someone to tell me where I might find the main office." Salena noticed some students walking toward her. "Who are you, rich-girl?" One of them asked. Salena turned towards them and glared darkly. " First of all, my name is Salena DeLa Marate. If you feel like pointing out my monetary heigh, then you may call me Lady De La Marate. But if you feel like passing my class in any way shape or form, then you will call me Professor De La Marate." She said. The students took a step back and began to nodd furiously. Appearantly, they understood that you don't mess with a professor at a school that prides itself on the fact that a large portion of it's population is completely crazy and not exactly the best people to hang around if you wish to keep your life intact. Salena walked up to the student that had called her rich girl, and used a needle to right the words' Troubled student' on his arm. Noticing the look of shock and his face, Salena titled her head and smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to mention my slight memory problem. perhaps this will help me remember that I don't like you." Salena said with an overly pleasant air. She left the shivering students to her own, and walked off in search of the main office.
Age:19
Gender: Female
Grade: Professor of Interrogation, Weapons I, and Weapons II
Appearance: Salena has long medium brown hair, with large green eyes, and a tan complextion. She's about 5 feet 9 inches, with an delicate figure. However, she doesn't look like she's anorexic.
Personality: Salena has a saucy, short tempered personality. She's sassy, and has no hesitance it telling someone something. She's persuasive and manipulating, and she's intelligent enough to use those traits to her advantage. At times she's very professional and refined at times because of her background. But that doesn't stop her from acting out when she wants too.
Picture:
Bio: Salena is the daughter of a well respected business tycoon. Since the age of 7, her father had trained her to take over his compnay. However, when she was 14, her younger brother [[5 years younger]] expressed interest in taking over. Salena was thrilled because this freed her to do whatever she wanted.
Salena used that oppurtunity to get a job as a CIA interrogation specialist. However, she learned that they planned to get rid of her due to her overly violent nature. She decided to just quit, and rejoined her father, which caused her brother to be happier, because she helped relieve the stress that was put on him, but it also caused the employees' stress to rise to record highs because she often used her old techniques on them to keep her skills sharp. when she heard about the psycho school, she decided that she had to apply for a teaching position, much to the relief of the employees, and her brother, who decided she was completely nuts.
Other: Salena also had several hobbies, including dancing, ballroom, freestyle, and hip hop. She enjoys playing the violin, flute, and the piano. She also likes writing and sketching.
Roleplay Example:
A man in a black suit opened the door to black car. A tall girl with piercing green eyes stepped out of the car and nodded to the man. "You can leave now. I'll be fine on my own. Would you please ask my brother and my father not to send you every time they think I plan on going somewhere. Alright? Good bye." Salena DeLa Marate calmly explained to her brother's driver. he nodded and left. Salena shook her head and examined the campus. It looked fairly normal. Then Salena noticed a nearby puddle, of a deep red marroon color. She crouched down and touched the puddle, rubbing the red liquid between her index finger and her thumb. Salena smirked and licked her fingers. "Blood. How lovely. Just the perfect thing to greet me." She stood up and looked around.
"I think I should need to find someone to tell me where I might find the main office." Salena noticed some students walking toward her. "Who are you, rich-girl?" One of them asked. Salena turned towards them and glared darkly. " First of all, my name is Salena DeLa Marate. If you feel like pointing out my monetary heigh, then you may call me Lady De La Marate. But if you feel like passing my class in any way shape or form, then you will call me Professor De La Marate." She said. The students took a step back and began to nodd furiously. Appearantly, they understood that you don't mess with a professor at a school that prides itself on the fact that a large portion of it's population is completely crazy and not exactly the best people to hang around if you wish to keep your life intact. Salena walked up to the student that had called her rich girl, and used a needle to right the words' Troubled student' on his arm. Noticing the look of shock and his face, Salena titled her head and smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to mention my slight memory problem. perhaps this will help me remember that I don't like you." Salena said with an overly pleasant air. She left the shivering students to her own, and walked off in search of the main office.