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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 1:36 pm
 ғeel free to call me. . .
Holly Darling Scott; Hol, Darls.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Female
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
16; sixteen
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
March 13th
α lot of people say I'm. . .
Most of the time, I'm quite nice to people. I'm generally fond of smiling and laughing with my friends and family. I think people who smile are the prettiest/handsomest. When I am sad (which is just about never), I close myself up and become unsocial and quiet. I sort of do the same when I get angry. I isolate myself and run off to be alone. I hate being angry, pissed, or upset. I feel more vulnerable that way. And vulnerability isn't my forte.
care to hear my story?
I was born in St. Abbs, Scotland. My parents are Declan Elijah Scott and Henrietta Alice Scott. I was raised on a small farm just miles away from the coastline. I have an older brother, Timothy. He was eighteen. My family was rich. I do not mean to brag but we were better off. Right after I turned seven years old, my father and my brother were enlisted into the navy. My father told me that he would come back and bring me roses from all over the world. I prayed every night for their safe return. Nine months later, my mother received a telegram (Yes, I know. How old fashioned). We found out that my father had been killed in battle and that my brother was gravely injured. Days later, Timothy came home. He died only a month later from pneumonia. My mother was dysfunctional. She had gone into complete shock from their deaths. I was just as useless.
My best friend, James, helped me through it. He was my rock, my everything. It might be kind of silly to have a boy as your best friend, but for me it was only natural. My father was an avid hunter. I inherited his bows and arrows. I trained everyday since then, perfecting the art of archery. When I turned 12, I became the youngest archer to win a tournament in all of Scotland. Shocking, right? Archery was the only thing left that linked me and my father together. James and I went and hunted in the forest, bringing back rabbit and squirrel and the occasional doe to my mother and we would feast on our kills.
Archery brought on fame and fortune, increasing my family's riches. I was a child star. Something I didn't favor. My life continued on as so. Waking up, getting ready, going hunting, coming home. Everyday. I loved it. I wouldn't have traded it for the world. When I turned sixteen, my mother unknowingly and out of the blue decided that I needed to attend school far off because I need a "bit of fresh air". Because I don't get enough of that at home... Which is how I ended up here. I talk to her every day, when I can. It troubles me to have to leave her alone at home. But, James is looking after her. So my life begin's here. At the University. Hiya. I'm Holly.
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
Echolocation. With the single click of my tongue, I can sense any living or unliving objects within a one and a half mile radius. It's not particularly inhuman, more or less a very advanced skill that I've adapted from living half my life in the forest.
I aםore. . .
○ My bow and arrow. They are my bread and butter. The reason to my existence.
○ Light pink roses. It's my bedroom wallpaper. I had a garden in my backyard back home in St. Abbs, Scotland. It was my favorite place on Earth.
○ Vintage clothes. My entire wardrobe is all vintage or "old time" clothing. Living in one of the smallest towns in the country.... fashion doesn't update quickly.
○ My father and my brother's dog tags. Though, I only have my brother's. I gave my father's to my mom.
єveryone of these drive me mad. . .
○ Singing. I cannot do it to save my life.
○ Stuck-up's. No, you aren't better than anyone else. Let's just leave it at that.
○ Oblivious people. I'm sorry, but, is it possible to get brain transplants?
○ Bird poop. Even growing up around the beach with seagulls... I still dont like them.
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Eirannes
Dorm: Olivine Dorm
Homeroom: Magic and Weaponry
чou see, I'm controlled by . . . ii Kitty-Bear
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 5:30 pm
Hello! Katniss?
Holly Darling Scott is approved and sorted into Eirannes!
Please wait patiently for her dorm. Meanwhile, you can come join the fun in the New Year's Event!
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Sapphire Waltz Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 6:22 pm
Sapphire Waltz Hello! Katniss?
Holly Darling Scott is approved and sorted into Eirannes!
Please wait patiently for her dorm. Meanwhile, you can come join the fun in the New Year's Event!
Okie, thanks. :3 And no, I didn't base my character off of Katniss xD I actually created Holly before I read The Hunger Games....
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 5:55 pm
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- ғυчυ αcαםємч -
cяєω Holly now has a dorm!
Eirannes House, Olivine Dorm
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 1:29 pm
 ғeel free to call me. . .
Darcy Marie Fontaine
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
Female
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
17; seventeen
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
January 3rd
α lot of people say I'm. . .
Alright. Let's get down to the basics. When I'm happy or giddy, I usually become really outgoing and open up and all smiles and sunshine. But that only happens on a rare occasion because being happy is hard for me to deal with. Happy doesn't work in the spy business. When I get upset, I like to not show it because it portrays weakness. I usually become less talkative and tend to be more cranky as well. When I get angry, I'm told that I become a "serious b***h". I usually snap at people for the simplest things like tapping a pencil.
care to hear my story?
Well, I was born in Paris, France where my father met my mother. He was in the Air Force for the United States and she was the daughter of a rich nobleman. A couple months later, I was born. Hooray. My father took me and my mother back to America where she raised me until the rest of his deployment was over. He came home when I was two and half years old. I was ecstatic. Finally, a father who could raise me. Lovely, right? A couple of years later, when I turned six, my mother was killed in a brutal hit and run murder. The driver was never found. My father grieved over our sudden loss. Next thing, he was attending these "meetings" and going off on "business trips", but I didn't buy it..
I found out later that my father was working for the CIA. I felt betrayed when I was told. One of his coworkers accidentally spilled the beans. Silly man. His only choices was to bring me into the task force or to kill me because I knew everything. He decided to bring me along. I was raised by my father and learned to fight. I never really lived out that typical and cliche childhood. But, I'm okay with that. I started to receive small missions. They gradually started to build up and the difficulty increased. It was a cinch. I became the best young agent in the force at age fourteen. My father and I started to go on missions together, too. But that's when it all went wrong.
During a mission at a party, I couldn't escape in time and ended up with a bullet to the stomach. That is probably one of the worst feelings. It's like having cramps times 40. Absolutely terrible. I was in the hospital for a good month or so. My father was worried sick. He finished the mission and kept me away from the agency. He wanted me to "wait until I was older" before I could participate once more. My father then decided that I need a formal, high school education. So, he looked up the first boarding school he found and sent me off on my way. Which is how I ended up here. Woohoo..
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
I don't pertain inhuman abilities, but does combat count? I can elaborate on that if you want me to.
I aםore. . .
○ Intricate masks
○ Stilettos
○ Fast cars
○ Dark red lipstick
єveryone of these drive me mad. . .
○ Oblivious people
○ All-up-in-your-business people
○ Skecher's sneakers
○ Sweet talkers
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Wyvern
Dorm: Brass
Homeroom: Magics and Weaponry
чou see, I'm controlled by . . . ii Kitty-Bear
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:16 pm
sнα∂∂ υρ!!! ¢αη'т уσυ ρєαsαηтs sєє, ρяιη¢єss ¢яιssу ιs sρєαкιηg!!!
Hai there. It's Crissy, the NEWEST member of the crew! <333 Eeeeeee I love the sound of that *blushes* . Sorry Sapphire...I feel bad I decided to go on "profile checking duty" without asking you. I am really sorry. Anyways. OMIGAWD HAIII KIRA. Fancy seeing you here. Well anyways despite the fact you are my bud. I have to ask you to fix some things.
Darcy is unapproved as of right now...but only for a few reasons so don't you worry your pretty little face to much about it. First off: PERSONALITY Okay, so you just need a bit of elaborating on Darcy's personality. Such as: Why is she only happy on a RARE occasion? Explain how she acts to people in this "mad" phase. Also why is it off? Just a bit to fix and think about.
HISTORY Okie dokie. Let's get down to bid nit! The history is just a tad off topic with the info. Kind of like...If her father was an AMERICAN naval officer. Why was he in France...what was he doing there? If he and his new wife decided to move there you should explain that more or less. Also....if the father was a naval officer....How was he working for the CIA? Did he use the "title" Naval officer to hid his true CIA identity? Also do you know who murdered the mother? Or how she was murdered and where? How did she find out about her father in the CIA? Did he tell her or was a message sent? Okay and finally just explain Darcy's feelings more about how she felt as the bullet went through her. How much pain it was.
THERE YOU GO. NOW PLEASE GO AND EDIT BEFORE POSTING. PLEASE AND THANK YOUS. AND REMEMBER. CRISSY LOVES CHUU. <3
ρƒƒт...ғιηє ησω уσυ мαу тαℓк αgαιη.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:44 pm
Okie, well I think I edited everything you listed. BUT, you should know that at the end of someone's deployment, you go home and you don't go back. That's how he was working for the CIA. He's a retired Air Force officer (yes, i changed it to the Air Force). Sorry if that confused you. Also, air force officers travel all around the world. Darcy's father ended up being in France. That's how my best friend's parents met. Her dad was in the air force and then he was in South Korea and they met there and they fell in love. Totally off topic. ANYWHO, I think that's about it... If not, then correct me once more. LOVE YOU TOO CRISSY <3
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:53 pm
sнα∂∂ υρ!!! ¢αη'т уσυ ρєαsαηтs sєє, ρяιη¢єss ¢яιssу ιs sρєαкιηg!!!
*gaspies* THAT WAS SOME EFFING AMAZING EDITING SKILLAGE WOMAN. Crissy stamps her approval on Miss Darcy. Oooh that's so cute. About your friends parents <3 but anyways...
Darcy Marie Fontaine IS APPROVED! Please wait while she is dormed by lovely housing dorming lady <3. Sorry I don't know the name of whoever does the housing but Darcy's all yours.
Thankies for the cooperation. CRISSY OUTTIE<3
ρƒƒт...ғιηє ησω уσυ мαу тαℓк αgαιη.
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Sapphire Waltz Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 6:30 pm
Hello, here to just confirm a few details~
Darcy is sorted into Wyvern!
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 6:06 pm
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cяєω So sorry for the delay!
Darcy now has a dorm!
Wyvern House, Brass Dorm
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