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Screen Name: filia slayer
Rp Name: Victoria Amerie Collins (sorry if the name sucks... I had to make it up just now )
Age: 23
Bio: Victoria--the name itself stands for a conqueror and a winner. The name of a champion was bestowed upon her, and with the title, she so carried the persona. she was quite the competitive young woman---had always been so, from the ballet and piano recitals, to the chior and track team. The need to succeed was in her blood. Most of the talents that she had obtained throughout her childhood were irrelevant to her profession now, but she would never mention a word of that to her parents. Afterall, they were the ones who saw her through each and every obstacle, and lived her childhood for her.
She never loved to sing, dance, run, or play an instrument. Her real interest now is to become an culinary chef---of course it was out of the question. She loved to cook, and loved to lie out on her porch swing from time to time, staring endlessly into the horizons, or even catching up on a good novel.
In appearance, the mixed female (father black and mother white) was quite a beauty... well, in the eyes of the beholder, though she has gotten many compliments on her features. Long curling sandy brown hair that drapes over her slender shoulders and fairly high yellow skin, soft pink kissable lips, slanting green eyes...it was apparent that she was neither fully black or white, and even she found it as an insecurity to be asked her race.
Her personality like most people determined on her mood. Often seen one day as a lonesome person longing for another childhood, and the next flirtatious and spunky--as anyone around her age. Deep down she wished to find true love and gain the fairy tale life--to live happily ever after...who knows when that day would ever come though..
RP EXAMPLE: (I am drawing a blank at the moment... what should I write?)

Victoria stood out on the porch, her head tilted just enough so that the brisk morning air could fish out the sleep from her lungs and ready her for another glorious day. The day like always started off wonderfully, as if it were like a paradise of such an ugly world--but there was no paradise... nowhere in this god forsaken universe, and deep down she realized that.

(Is this enough? )