Post by PARISA on Mar 13, 2011 16:56:21 GMT -5
Sophia'Parisa'Beckett
"Out of our minds, and out of time, wishin' I could be with you, to share the view, oh we could've fallen in love"
• • HOPE YOU GOT YOUR THINGS TOGETHER,
hope you are quite prepared to die
FULL NAME: Angel name: Parisa, Human vessel: Sophia Delilah Beckett
NICKNAME: Pari, varies though..
AGE: Angel: Unknown, Human vessel: seventeen
BIRTHDATE: Angel: Unknown, Human vessel: March 28th
SPECIES: Angel
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
OCCUPATION:Nourishment Angel
• • LOOKS LIKE WE'RE IN FOR NASTY WEATHER,
one eye is taken for an eye
FACE CLAIM: Kasia/ Katarzyna Dr¹g
SKIN: Pale
HAIR: Brown/Reds
EYES: Colorful, blues to greens to yellows
HEIGHT: 5'3
WEIGHT: 110
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Sophia- "So my name is Sophia, I have too many nicknames to keep track of, I usually answer to anything now-a-days. I'm young, seventeen to be precise. Ever since I was little I dreamed of living in another country, any country really.. I've been a working at Starbucks since I moved here to Kansas, it's actually quite fun there. How do I look? Quiet good for my health I'd say haha, I'm a junk food queen, love my twinkies and streusel! Mostly I do like salad and veggies, I'm thinking of turning vegetarian. I think I could eat just about anything, though! I have a head full of long brown/auburn hair, you ever seen mean girls? Yea, I get teased because: "that's why her hair is so big, it's full of secrets! Haha!"
Parisa- "This vessel is slim and short, standing at 5''2.It seems she isn't growing anymore either.. Not like any other vessel I've used, my eyes change colors, blue and greens mostly. A piculiar things it is, I believe. Her hair is auburn, it's dark but has it's occasional dark red strands. With a pale complexion, which works in to the dark hair, light eyes, combo rather well. She's very light; healthy, whether you believe it or not. All these factors combined shows a very innocent looking girl whom is perfect for uncover works."
• • DON'T GO AROUND TONIGHT,
well, it's bound to take your life
LIKES:
- Human Object; Parisa adores human objects like stuffed animals.
- Hunting; Taking up arms wasn’t a choice, but now she doesn't mind it.
- The Brothers; They don’t just break the rules, they change them.
- Cars; Mostly older cars, but she drives a Shelby GT350 Mustang thanks to her vessel's dead brother.
- Rumours; She likes to keep her ear to the ground.
- Family; Paris adores her family, she believes deeply in Daddy but wishes the fighting would stop.
- Job; She does love her job, and she loves doing it from a human's POV.
- Sweets; Various types, her vessel likes chocolates and ice creams.
- Smoking and Drinking; Consider them her dirty little vices.
- Music; Everyone needs their own little way of relaxing
DISLIKES:
- Yelled At; She doesn't anger people if she can help it.
- Hard Work; If the world is collapsing, she might as well have fun while it happens.
- Control Freaks; Some people need to learn how to relax.
- Shapeshifters; Aside from being skin jumpers, they tend to be quite annoying.
- Guns; She is more of a hands on type.
- Arch Angels; Guess being a rogue has it’s disadvantages.
- Being Tracked; It would be best to just let her come to you.
- Thunderstorms; Loud ass weather, evil tends to lurk in this type of weather. Nothing good come from it.
STRENGTHS:
- Charisma; She can make just about anyone trust her, and it is even easier to just get them to like her
- Acting Human; She envies them so it makes it easier to be like them
- Blunt; She isn't afraid of speaking her mind unless to Daddy.
- Vessel; Paris selected this body for her many reasons, being pretty, small and fragile looking are some of the reasons.
- Sharp; Might be child-like and look fragile but she has quite the sharp tongue when need be.
WEAKNESSES:
- Vanity; Upon taking over a human body she has been obsessed with her looks and how she is seen.
- Gun Aim; She is much better with hand-to-hand.
- Innocent Lives; She can’t stand to see the innocent die.
- God; She still believes wholeheartedly for him, he still has some kind of control over her.
- Wants; Parisa didn't think about the girl she took over's wants like craves the taste of chocolate and other sweets.
- Ticklish; She also didn't take in any account that this human is also ticklish.
- Trouble-Making; She afraid of what will happen if she does step over the line one day.
FEARS:
- God's Wrath; She fears the wrath of God.
- Heights; No explanation there..
- Giant Birds; They swoop, they attack, they frighten.
- Thunderstorms; She's been attacked multiple times in them.
- Abilities; Paris fears one day she'll loose all her angel abilities.
POWERS & ABILITIES:
- Angel; As an angel, she possesses a number of superhuman abilities, including the ability to kill demons with her touch.
- Nourishment; Keeps the ones who are to be alive alive and edit the health of many.
- Healing; Gotta keep them alive, this power drains a little more from her though- she mainly uses other ways to heal them.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Parisa is a friendly, intelligent, brave and good-spirited angel. Parisa's fiery temper hid a deep well of compassion. she has shown herself to be a quick-witted, inquisitive and compassionate angel, who was quick to adapt despite being thrown into strange events. She holds confidence, she's inquisitive and possessed a sharp mind. She has a kind heart and cares for ones around her, she hates to see anything get hurt, really. Parisa likes to keep calm in times of despair, keep it in until she is alone. She also has a care free mind and body. but most of the time she has a wondering mind. It's true this angel acts like a ten year old, (changing her voice to a higher, more pitchy, child-like voice or playing child games around her small apartment) and yet be mature as can be while on the job. If she has her mind set on something, it's not going to move until she gets what she wants. No matter how long it take for her to get it done, she puts her all into the thing that she does, no matter what.. because, really, what is the point of anything if you don't plan on doing it to your very best ability?
Parisa is many things.
She is prone to trouble, most often caused by herself, as she is too curious for her own good. She often wanders into things, although she gets herself in trouble a lot, she has the quick wits to get herself out, or at least halfway out. She tends to dive in headfirst, not only into unknown situations, but also into relationships and friendships. She falls for someone easily, although will often get bored if there isn't a deep connection there. Parisa also is a very compassionate person, and hates to see someone in pain, or in trouble. She'll do all she can to help, and won't leave anyone behind, or overlook someone suffering or frightened. She's always willing to try something new, and takes it on with a laugh and a joke. This angel loves adventure, loves the new and the fresh, and believes you can't beat the adrenalin rush that pounds through your vessel's body as you find yourself trying to escape a seemingly impossible situation.
• • THERE'S A BAD MOON ON THE RISE,
don't go around tonight
HISTORY: Parisa was created long ago by God for the purpose of being the angel of nourishment. This means she watches over physical and emotional nourishment, as well as spiritual well being. When humans were created by Him, Paris found that she did, indeed, adore the mortals. She found them interesting and enjoyed her job of nourishment for them. She was always watchful, always very careful. Over the years, the angel found it appropriate to make several trips down to Earth, to better understand those she was supposed to help. Humanity started to rub off at one point. Paris was not sure when the visits started to effect her, but she figured it had to have something to do with the vessels. That their own habits, over thousands of years, started to get picked up. The change was slow and at first hardly noticeable.
In the 1600s, Parisa's vessel was killed by the other humans around, who believed the human had been a witch. The angel had to get to Earth though, and knew that her superiors were not happy to hear about the delay in her mission because of this. Angels proved not to be the nicest when incidents like this happened. She just wanted to move on, really. The witch trails were not her favorite happenings - especially since a good large number of those burned or drowned or anything of the sort were not witches at all. Just unfortunate souls who had been picked out by a bunch of paranoid lunatics.
She found that she also did not like the industrial age. Her job became more difficult. There were certain people who had to stay alive - yet, the factories were such horrible places and deadly. She was just happy that she was superior to other angels, because enlisting them to help her made things easier. After all, with so many humans, she is bound to have help in the task of nourishment, although it is primarily her job.
Modern times brought a bunch of new things to worry about. It seemed humans seemed so keen as to almost think themselves invincible. That whole 'it won't happen to me' attitude began to rub her the wrong way. Saturated fats, genetically modified animals, and that sort of things. Cancer became an issue. One she could help people overcome. And there were also the rising numbers of those no longer believing in God. They bothered her as well. Surely, she was ready to take on this much troubles, however, things had once been so much simpler. It was like she almost became lazy with it all.
Currently, Parisa's vessel is a young woman of about the age of eighteen by the name of Sophia Beckett, from Bolton, Greater Manchester, England. The girl's brother died just days before Parisa chose her, the girl prayed for the taking. The angel likes to spend time on Earth, because, despite her annoyances with what the humans sometimes do to themselves, she still adores them. Parisa's trips never use to last more than an hour or so on average until now. She's currently residing in traveling on Earth.
• • WELL, IT'S BOUND TO TAKE YOUR LIFE,
there's a bad moon on the rise
ALIAS: Kaitlin!
OTHER ACCOUNTS: None yet!
EXPERIENCE: Few years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US: Link was sent to me:)
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:(post in lowercase letters, talking in proper punctuation, I do that when I get lazy xD )
it was a new day on another scene; blue eyes were changing before him under the frozen, tall, and snowy tree. as snow drifted down from above he couldn't hep but smile at the girl who had her head tilted back, mouth open and tongue out- trying to catch snow flakes as she danced around the grounds. "You know there are billions of different kinds of snow flakes- not one of them is the same as another-" the brunette moved her attention to the boy before her, giving nods and allowing herself to ramble like usual. she had stopped dancing and was now making her way back over to him, walking back onto the path. "all unique in their own way. kind of like people. no matter what you never meet someone exactly the same as anoth-" a warmth feeling hit her lips along with hands around her waist as she was pulled in closer and interrupted her talking. silently he withdrew, his eyes searching for fear, shock, disgust- something along those lines followed by a slap of some sort- he was almost certain she was going to be upset with him for kissing. his eyes continued to search as he watched the girl's pink, chapped lips, curl at the ends and her brown hair flow in the winter winds. "I think I like you, Miss Bennett- quite the keeper, I think!" He chuckled, removing his hands from her waist and putting some distant between them as he scooped up a hand full of powdery snow. "don't you dare, Parker!" the girl shrieked at him as he flung his hand through the air, snow flying at the girl and soon to cling to her brown hair. she let out a high-pitched scream, the biggest grin swept over her face as she flinched while the snow flew towards her. while snow was mid-air, he made a dash towards her, wrapping his arms around her and taking her to the snow covered ground below the tree. "Dean Marcello Parker!" he knew she wanted to be mad at him for that, but her smile and eyes said otherwise. her slim fingers wrapped around his green and gray scarf as she pulled him in for another warm kiss beneath the snow covered tree. that's when he knew he was in love.
it was another scene now; walking up and down the hallway outside his dorm room on the fourth floor. the music from his neighbours below wasn't bothering him but other things were. he was planning out his day in his mind. he had no idea what he was going to do before two but he was hoping to hangout with sophie after the photo shoot. dean missed his sophie so much, he was still heart broken from their break-up. even so though, no one knew why they broke up besides them two. dean's closest friends didn't know because he simply wouldn't tell them- it was nagging at his heart with each day and he knew the little things were going to hurt him most- like the simple changes in the seasons. like how she looked under the snowy tree during winter- how green her eyes got in spring when picking flowers in the flower field in the country- how her freckles stood out during the summer- or how auburn her hair got and how yellow her eyes turned during autumn. even the changes in the weather wouldn't be the same. when it stormed she never wanted to be alone, she hated to feel lonely and that's exactly what the storm did to her. it made her feel miserable and she could never sleep. dean would go over to her house and just lay in bed with her in his arms, before long she'd fall asleep. during rain showers she wanted to dance outside in the puddles- watch the sky change colors and feel the drops on her face. dean would join her only because he couldn't resist that child like grin on her face, together they'd dance and get soaked from head to toe and share the most perfect kiss in the rain. when it was above 70 degrees and sunny outdoors she wanted to go to the park. while they'd go to the park she's always buy an ice cream- but she'd never end up eating very much of it since she'd always drop it. when it was cloudy out she wanted to stay inside and watch movies, she never cared what they'd watch but dean knew she had a soft spot for disney classics. and when it snowed she never wanted to go back inside and if she did it was to warm up. they'd make snow angels, make tunnels and snowmen- and every time they'd share a kiss under the falling snow.
he remembered spending hours outside in different kinds of weather with her, she enjoyed the changes in the atmosphere- and he just enjoyed her. sophie enjoyed the little things outta life. the weather, animals, oceans, sight seeing, gardening, and other nature-based things. she hardly ever wanted to be inside, she was like a caged bird when she was in class, he always noticed her staring out the window. on his bad days seeing her was like a breath of fresh air- she brought such positive energy where ever she went.. the last two weeks they were together he started noticing her droop. she wasn't being so charismatic- she started to show distraction and when it thunderstormed she wouldn't answer the door or her calls/text messages. sophie made it obvious she was home though, all the lights in the house were on and he could hear her crying. that day she broke his heart without saying a word- he knew something was wrong and he knew it was him.. they met at the park the following sunny days. he offered to buy her an ice cream but she kindly denied. she was quiet until she said three words- three words that flashed warning. "I've been thinking." she didn't even bother to look at him, her eyes fixated on the sidewalk as they walked around the outer rim of the playground. "About..?" dean was hesitant, staring at her with concern. "About us. Dean- I think it's best to.. see other people." that moment his heart broke in to tiny pieces. "Your breaking up with me.." he bit his lip and stopped dead in his tracks. "you can't just.. we can't be.. over. Sophie, I-" "I know Dean, I-I'm soo sorry.." for a month after he had been in denial. the first week he acted as if they were still together- sat with her in class, at lunch, talked to her every day like it was a typical day of their relationship. the next week she sat him down and told him again that they were over. the following week he still didn't want to believe it. she slammed him against a locker after her softball meet after school the fourth week, for one so small she could push hard. before long she shut him out completely and the only time they talked was during photo shoots. he pushed it too much. it was over.
by now he was planning out the after photo shoot hours. maybe he could convince sophie to stay with him tonight, watch some movies and maybe spark something again. dean could only hope. right now he needed something to occupy him until two when he'd have to see the girl his heart still pumped for. into the lift he pressed the lounge button, people in the lounge always had games to play no matter how ridiculous it was it was always fun. even if there was no one in the lounge the first floor held some interesting characters. the lift's doors opened after the ding and dean walked out casually in his jeans and t-shirt. the brunette had no shoes on- it wasn't like he was planning on going outside to begin with and the dorm building's floor was well kept. he by passed the soda machines and headed to the couch area. his eyes looked around but saw no one but a brunette on the couch. a sniffle here- a sniffle there followed by a forceful thrust of the head back with a growl noise. the person seemed to sound like they were giving up. "Ah- are you a'right?" dean asked as he walked around the couch in order to get a view of the person. the first thing he saw was her hands on her knee and the red liquid seeming through the cracks of her fingers. "Oh my gosh!" the boy gaped, looking up at the person before him. long brown hair, curled and flowing over her shoulders- that porcelain face and newly showing freckles along her cheeks. her face showed pain and the second those eyelids opened to show the rich green eyes- dean's heart melted. "Sophie." he stood dazed in her eyes, her eyes of pain. "Uh.. you- you need patched up- or.. something. I can't think I.. I'm going to get the first-aid- ju-just.. stay there, okay?" for a moment he stood there staring at the hurt sophie before realizing he said he was going to get the first-aid. before long dean got the first-aid and came back to sophie's aid.
