Post by MELISANDRE LILIANNE DE'NOIRE on May 10, 2012 22:10:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color=#DEDEDE; padding: 30;] [style=font-size: 55pt; font-family: georgia; color: #551033; text-align: center; font-style: italic;] application. melisandre lilianne de'noire. [style=text-align: right; font-family: courier new; color: #551033; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 12pt;]info. name: Melisandre Lilianne De'Noire nicknames: Mel,Meli,San,Melis age: 25, Septemer 8th,1987 gender: female sexuality: straight hometown: Dublin, Ireland occupation: Artist,is a Painter member group: local play-by: Katie McGrath the secret: "Because of a relationship that turned sour,I am three months pregnant with my ex's kid." the good: Painting,organizing flowers for fun,dancing,the sound of rain outside,her cat Midnight. the bad:Thunder,snakes,spiders,running out of supplies,people who poke fun at her personal life. the traits:
background: Melisandre Lillianne De'Noire was originally born a Irish girl. She was born to Sapphire and Leo De'Noire in 1987. She is the youngest of two older siblings. Mel was a very skilled girl growing up. She often helped her mother around the house and always seemed to stick by her older brother and sister. School wasn't anything special for Melisandre. Yeah,she was the good girl that her mother expected of her but it wasn't until she was eighteen that she started on the path she was on now. On a whim,she took a dare to take an local art class but on this dare,she fell in love with the arts. It wasn't until she took up a brush and painted her first painting that she knew this was it. This is what she wanted to do. That first painting got her five hundred dollars and was featured in the local paper. Mel felt like it was her dream to be an artist. So she took up the artist profession and spent five years learning everything she could. After that,she decided to go out on her own so she left and came to the small town to try and make it within her art. She has been living there for two years already and is making some process. She has some friends but very little of a love life. She's tried but with no result....can this little artist pick up her life and provide her own inspiration and one can help with her secret but then she fears...who would ever want a single mother to be? [/style] [style=text-align: right; font-family: courier new; color: #551033; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 12pt;]person. Hi! I'm EMY, I'm a FEMALE and I've been in the roleplaying world for about Six to seven years. I found this wonderful site Hailz told me and I also have to say that I play just Melisandre.[/style] [style=text-align: right; font-family: courier new; color: #551033; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 12pt;]sample. Lisette was nervous about doing this. Of course Colette was her mistress and one of the friends she had in France but she wasn't sure about showing around this friend of Colette's. Surely this man wanted to have someone else as a guide. Surely not someone who was just a maid and nothing more. Well,she used to to be something. That was until everything got taken from her. First her heart and then her family. Her heart she still had....but in spirit,it was scattered. Somewhere. Lisette mentally shook her head as she tried to get the image of her past out of her mind. Eric had been occupying her thoughts more and more recently. Something that she hated. She promised herself that once out of England,she would wipe him from her existence. He didn't deserve her thoughts. He was the one who threw it all away. Not her. Not her. Lisette tried to control her mind and thoughts as she straightened herself up. Colette had told her to not work as a maid today as sh e was being a guide to this friend of hers. Whomever he was. Lisette still tided up in the other room while Colette visited with her friend. She would only wait until she was called in. Lisette was dressed with her hair up in a proper bun with a few curls of her hair hanging down. She wore a grey dress suitable for a servant to wear. This was one of the nicer gowns that she owned in her closet. She missed the days where she wore proper court like gowns. But those days were gone but they would never come again. This was her life and she adjusted to it. Suddenly,she snapped out of her mindset as she heard a knock at the door. All the other servant scrambled into the sitting room where the countess was. Meanwhile,Lisette closed the door to the room she was in but opened it a little so she could hear the voices. She wanted to hear what this man sounded like before she saw his face. Put a good sound to her ears. But little did she know that her past would find her once more..[/style] [/style][/style] |