Post by inara on Jun 1, 2010 8:44:54 GMT -5
Inara May
But left to my own devices
I'm addicted its a crisis!
My friends think I've gone crazy my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My esteem is gonna be affected
if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead
Full Name: Inara May
Nicknames: Nara
Physical Age: 109, looks 16
Date of Birth: March 16th 1901
Hometown: Derry, Maine
Current Residence: New Orleans
Occupation: Waitress
Relationship Status: Single
Character Type: Fae
Affiliations: Neutral, but will cause trouble for both sides cause she's fun like that.
Gender: Female
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Grey
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 90 pounds
Body Type: Thin and willowy, much like you'd expect a sylph (Air spirit) to be. But don't be fooled, under the thin frame she's as tough as nails.
Best Feature: Her eyes, they light up when she's happy or when she's curious.
Worst Feature: Her skin, she burns very easily and has taken to hiding inside making her very pale.
Sexuality: Straight
Personal Style: Inara is into the princess dresses while she's in Fae and will dance around in them all day long. While she's in the human world however, she dresses like she's going to a nightclub, which is usually skinny jeans and a loose top.
Face Claim: Evan Rachel Wood
Abilities:
- Fae Travel: Can travel through the veils between the worlds easily, even if there is no "tear" or portal near by and can get pretty close to where she wants to go.
- Magic: Inara has only a little magic that she has taught her self, she can make herself invisible but only for a short amount of time before her energy runs out. she tends to only use the ability when she needs to get away. It only makes her invisible it doesn't mute the noises she makes.
- Daggers: Inara has two magic daggers that she uses to protect herself. When they touch someone's skin after Inara has activated them, the person touched falls into a deep sleep.
- Crystals: Inara has the ability to use crystals to enhance her magic. She knows instinctively which crystals will be best for what spell.
Personality:
Inara loves to be a pain in the arse but she is also quite nervous when people look at her. And although she likes creating a scene, she only likes the person whose attention she is trying to catch to notice. While she is alone Inara loves to practise her dagger work, juggling, cutting, throwing, everything to do with her daggers.
When in love Inara can be obsessive, trailing along behind the peron while invisible to see what they do and to keep them safe. She likes to let them think she knows everything but if she catches them cheating she fades without notice, leaving their life forever, even if it wasn't their fault.
Likes: Flowers
• Dark purple Crystals
• Emeralds
• Men
• Dancing
• Causing trouble
• Reading human books
• Alcohol
Dislikes:
• Being in tight places
• Pink butterflies
• Forgetting
• Being hated
• Orange drinks
• The dark
• Tissues
Strengths:
• Innocent looks
• Quick wits
• Fast moving
• Can drive/control anything given a few seconds to work everything out
• Knows when there's trouble and gets outta there
Weaknesses:
• Can be naive
• Impatient
• Has urges to help everyone whether they want it or not
• Feels the need to write down lsits of random things while she's doing something important.
• When she hears music Inara has to dance, no matter where she is.
• Iron
Mother: Unknown
Father: Unknown
Siblings: Unknown
Others: She was adopted by a human named Joshua Clarke
Bio:
When she was very little, Inara slipped through from the Fae world to the human world and couldn't get back to her home. She was found by a human named Joshua Clarke who raised her like his own, despite the fact that she never aged, well, it seemed she never aged, she was just going about it very slowly. And was able to do things.
At fifteen Inara slipped back through the veil to the Fae world and almost died of fear. She had known what she was, but she had never been able to travel through the veils before.
Her fear, luckily, moved her back to the human world before she was gone for too long and Inara resisted the urge to have another look until her 'father' died when she was forty.
After her mourning she slipped back through the veil and lived as a very humanised fae for ten years before she got lonely and moved back to the human world. Which was when she met her first boyfriend, Steven. They dated happily for three years until Inara found ot he had been cheating and completely disappeared from his life.
Inara moved states, living on the rooftops of buildings that she considered 'safe'. She had several more flings over the years but none lasted long and Inara always left. One boyfriend taught her how to use knives to defend herself, getting her the two knives she now carries always. He was killed in a gang fight.
Her latest boyfriend she pushed infront of a bus in a fit of anger when she found him cheating on her with the first girl she had become friends with.
RP Sample:
Inara walked into the mall, her bare feet soaking in the cold. She grinned and spun around, looking up. her hair fanned out as she turned and when she stopped it took a moment or two for it to settle. She continued to look at the roof, the intricate design making her want to blow her cover and float to the ceiling for a closer look.
Someone dropped something close by and Inara jumped, instantly becoming aware that there were people looking at her. She faded over to the wall and slowly went invisible, hoping the people who had been looking hadn't seen.
Inara saw a lady walking into the female toilets and slipped in behind her, becoming visible. Once she was in she slipped into a cubicle, leaning against the door, just listening. Two cubicles over a toilet flushed, the latch clicked open and the lady walked past. Inara tilted her head, the lady was wearing heels and she wasn't quite sure of her step.
Inara opened the door and peeked at the woman washing her hands, sure enough, she was wearing heels and as she walked to the door to leave Inara saw a slight wobble in her step. She slipped over to the sink, washing her hands from habit then walked out into the mall, her feet making no noise as she followed the woman in heels.
The woman stopped at the bakery and bought a small pastry and Inara regretted not having any money. The lady put the pastry in her bag and continued walking. Inara had gotten bored of her and was standing in the middle of the bakery, staring at the pies and sausage rolls. She licked her lips slightly as their smells wafter over, making Inara'd stomach grumble with hunger. She put her hands over her stomach, hoping no one had heard the uncouth noise.
