Post by toxic on Sept 11, 2010 19:14:45 GMT -5
Jamie”Morph”Silver
Got a secret. Can you keep it?
Full Name: Jamie “Morph” Silver
Age: 17
Occupation: Student
LifeStyle: Middle Class
Play By: Rachel
Show: Treasure Planet
Swear this one you'll save. Better lock it, in your pocket.
Likes: Friends/Family
Solar Surfing
Hunting for Treasure
Acting “Morphing”
Strawberries and Sour candy
Loud music
Dislikes: Conflict
Liars
Cigarettes and other drugs (despite often hanging out with people that do that)
People that take, but don't give back
Old, formal people.
Strengths: Fits in very well with any crowd
Is outgoing
Has very strong morals
Is quite smart, despite what her grades would tell you.
Weaknesses: Gullible
Tries too hard to please – leads her to bad situations
Trusts too quickly
Bottles her emotions
Tends to get negative views from people because of how she dresses/acts.
Secrets:
Is always looking for her parents, despite telling others she doesn't care.
Morph dresses out there because she's afraid that if she tries too hard to be like everyone else she'll become a sheep.
Morph worries a lot about what people think of her.
Overall Personality:
Morph is a bright and cheerful young character, always smiling and very easy to get along with. She seems to have friends everywhere – some that you would never expect the pink haired girl to pick up. On a first glance she seems a bit strange; this kid in random clothing munching on a sour snake, but she always proves that she isn’t all that she seems. (She just has an addiction for certain things)
Also, despite her outward appearance and stereotypical look of a goth/emo/insertcreepygenrehere Morph doesn’t really divulge the things people would expect of her. She’s not a stoner, she doesn’t smoke or drink. If you were to see her in a party she would be dancing, completely sober, keeping an eye out on her friends who were drinking. Truth be told, Morph doesn’t like to look after people, but she ends up doing so time and time again.
On the other hand, there are cases where Morph isn’t as nice as she seems. She tries her hardest to please people, and this can lead her into bad situations if the person makes her do something that she wouldn’t normally try. She puts on a thick skin to show the world that she doesn’t care, but really when she is hurt, she will cry about it. She doesn’t tell people when something is bothering her; instead she bottles it up with her music and art. She scolds herself time and time again for this, since she’s always telling people they should tell her about their problems. She is quiet when she is upset, and tries to avoid speaking about it at all costs, leading many people to just ignore it.
Taking this one to the grave. If I show you, then I know you.
Father: Her biological father is unknown – however she was adopted by a man named John Silver when she was a baby.
Mother: Unknown.
Siblings: Unknown.
Pets: She has a white kitty called Cherrie.
Others: N/A
Overall History:
Morph never knew her birth parents. It’s not something that bothers her, but something that people always seem to feel sorry for her about. When she was a newborn she was abandoned, but found by a rowdy man known as John Silver. He decided to adopt the tiny baby, calling her Jamie.
Jamie grew up as normal as anyone in her situation could be. She always had a knack for being able to fit in any crowd, and subsequently obtained the name “Morph” for it, because she could morph into any person to fit a situation and yet still manage to be mostly herself.
At school Jamie was always considered “the good kid, but easily influenced by others.” She was happy to be different and defy the norm, but was too easily swayed by what the kids wanted. When she was eight she found herself dangling from a tree, her foot tangled in the branches and the only reason why she hadn’t fallen and seriously hurt herself. When asked about it, it was found that one of the kids had dared her to climb the biggest tree in the school and Jamie had lost her footing at the top.
There’s not really much to say about Jamie’s life other than her childhood. At only seventeen she still has much to experience from the world. She’s struggling through her last year of high school and is looking to pursue a career in music.
Won't tell what I said. Cause two can keep a secret.
Role Play Example: This is taken from a Kingdom Hearts roleplay fourm. I play Xion, a canon from the series. :3
There came the trigger that Xion needed. Roxas remembered the sea shells she had brought him. As Naminé had said to Sora: "One thing leads to remembering another and another and another". In Xion's case, one thing would lead to another until she was finally remembered, and her friendship with Roxas would resume.
Xion took his hand and led him down the clock tower, speaking lightly, hoping that her constant chatter wasn't an annoyance to the other nobody. For one who was normally so quiet, Xion could be more like her look-alike in some rare instances. But unlike Kairi, who would probably chatter at any given instance if she got the chance, Xion had a reason. She would use it.
"Yeah! I told you about that. It was like there was an entire ocean in your ear. I have a couple of ones I saved if you didn't wake up in my pocket. Here," With her free hand, Xion slipped it into one of the many pockets of her coat. When she found what she was looking for, she withdrew the small blue shell, miraculously unhurt from the many battles Xion had been through, plus her fading.
"I left one behind when I left, too. But this was one of the others. There were so many different coloured shells on that beach. My favorite was ones like these; blue Thalassa shells. I heard one of the children there say that Thalassa shells meant good luck. No matter where you went, if you had a Thalassa charm with you, you would be okay. They kinda reminded me of you too. The blue because it was peaceful, and you were..." Xion trailed off as they finally left the clock tower, past the train station and out into the warm light of Twilight Town. She let go of his hand then and observed her surroundings. She had to find places that would continue to trigger Roxas’ memory – but where?
Xion’s eyes then settled on a place. Just like where this place was the first where Roxas and Xion got to know each other, it was also where Xion departed and Roxas lost his memories. Perhaps if she got the worst out of the way she could remind him of the best. A sigh left the girls lips as she looked at him. Her expression was one of guilt.
“Follow me,” She said softly. Xion then walked in a straight line to her destination – the place she had faded. The girl hugged herself as she shook her head. She didn’t like it here for obvious reasons. She knew what she had done was the right thing, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. “You have to understand, Roxas, when you remember… I didn’t mean to do the things I did. I may have said that, but I want you to know. The reason you left the organization… I was a part of that.” She looked to him. “This was where I faded. You and I were fighting because I was under the control of Xemnas. If you didn’t destroy me I would have to you.” The words hurt, and Xion’s throat felt like it was closing on her. She swallowed. “I couldn’t do anything. But you were stronger than me. I’m glad, too. I used up all my energy trying to assimilate you and that caused my death. This was where I faded. In your arms, actually… kinda awkward, now that I think back on it.” The girl tried to laugh. “Does this bring back anything at all? It’s okay if it doesn’t. I guess it’s a lot to take in, huh?”
Xion took his hand and led him down the clock tower, speaking lightly, hoping that her constant chatter wasn't an annoyance to the other nobody. For one who was normally so quiet, Xion could be more like her look-alike in some rare instances. But unlike Kairi, who would probably chatter at any given instance if she got the chance, Xion had a reason. She would use it.
"Yeah! I told you about that. It was like there was an entire ocean in your ear. I have a couple of ones I saved if you didn't wake up in my pocket. Here," With her free hand, Xion slipped it into one of the many pockets of her coat. When she found what she was looking for, she withdrew the small blue shell, miraculously unhurt from the many battles Xion had been through, plus her fading.
"I left one behind when I left, too. But this was one of the others. There were so many different coloured shells on that beach. My favorite was ones like these; blue Thalassa shells. I heard one of the children there say that Thalassa shells meant good luck. No matter where you went, if you had a Thalassa charm with you, you would be okay. They kinda reminded me of you too. The blue because it was peaceful, and you were..." Xion trailed off as they finally left the clock tower, past the train station and out into the warm light of Twilight Town. She let go of his hand then and observed her surroundings. She had to find places that would continue to trigger Roxas’ memory – but where?
Xion’s eyes then settled on a place. Just like where this place was the first where Roxas and Xion got to know each other, it was also where Xion departed and Roxas lost his memories. Perhaps if she got the worst out of the way she could remind him of the best. A sigh left the girls lips as she looked at him. Her expression was one of guilt.
“Follow me,” She said softly. Xion then walked in a straight line to her destination – the place she had faded. The girl hugged herself as she shook her head. She didn’t like it here for obvious reasons. She knew what she had done was the right thing, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. “You have to understand, Roxas, when you remember… I didn’t mean to do the things I did. I may have said that, but I want you to know. The reason you left the organization… I was a part of that.” She looked to him. “This was where I faded. You and I were fighting because I was under the control of Xemnas. If you didn’t destroy me I would have to you.” The words hurt, and Xion’s throat felt like it was closing on her. She swallowed. “I couldn’t do anything. But you were stronger than me. I’m glad, too. I used up all my energy trying to assimilate you and that caused my death. This was where I faded. In your arms, actually… kinda awkward, now that I think back on it.” The girl tried to laugh. “Does this bring back anything at all? It’s okay if it doesn’t. I guess it’s a lot to take in, huh?”
If one of them is dead.
Alias: TOXIC!
Experience: 8 or so years
How Did You Find Us: Proboards support add
Any Other Characters: N/A
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