| Desc. of my rpg character, Alorkia: ~A gentle breeze swept through the darkening night sky. A 16 or so girl was sitting at the edge of a forest lined lake, on a boulder. Alorkia's dark green t-shirt was almost hidden by her dark blue cloak and her blue jeans were a little ripped at the edges, her somewhat muddy gray/white sneakers draped over the side of the boulder. Her shoulder-length brown hair brushed gently against her pale white face.Alorkia was watching the water when her hazel eyes turned dark, almost black, when she sensed something approach her from behind. Her cloak swept in a circle following her sudden movement, as she faced her 'attacker'. There was nothing but air. "I'm sure there was something there." Her tounge moved against her fangs, removing the blood of her last meal.* |
