Post by Starflower on Mar 2, 2009 1:34:01 GMT -5
Name: Harmony Jackson
Creature: uh... human. What else is there?
Gender: female
Age: about 21
Breed: Criminal mastermind
Personality: Well that's for you to find out on your own.
Sample Post:
The day had been a peaceful one in town that day besides Mr. Gregory's appearance in the street doing a bit of a drunkards jig to his own painful singing. A girl sat in the tavern with a drink and a dime novel in front of her. Nobody had come near here the whole time whether it was because they knew who she was and didn't want to get in a mess, they didn't know who she was and didn't care, or that just were oblivious. Finally one man walked up to her.
"Ma'am I would like to ask you you're opinions on the-" The man stopped mid sentence as a gun was suddenly pointed at him. The click of it being ed made his eyes grow as wide as dinner plates
"Do you think I care about anything you could possibly ask me?" She asked, her eyes weren't swayed from her reading. The man gave no answer and she looked striate into his fearful eyes. "Rich boy, I asked you a question."
"I... uh... no... er... well... no!" He managed to stutter out.
The girl nodded. "Well then." She moved the gun downward and let off a fire. The sound made the whole place go quiet except for the screaming of the nicely dressed man who was now curled in a ball on the floor howling about how she shot his foot.
Once it was made clear about what had happened nearly half the people went back to their drinks and the other half got up and left due to the noise. Two men who were a bit kinder than others picked him up and helped get him out and headed for the local doctor.
"Can't these rich kids bear anything without crying or do anything without the aid of their mother?" The girl asked.
The nearest man shrugged and went back to his game of cards with one more word. "Harmony, you certainly have some bold words come out of that mouth of yours."
