Liirasai Deneueve May 23, 2011 20:24:23 GMT -5
Post by Liirasai Deneueve on May 23, 2011 20:24:23 GMT -5
NAME: call me Jaz. ^__^
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: Hm. In the past seven years. Second Chances, Bardic haven, Flamewing Angels, Trash Heap(also
known as Wormwood Academy), and countless others.
OTHER CHARACTERS: Braonan, and maybe more.
HOW YOU FOUND US: Sethy, as always.
“I thought you wanted me... Because I want you all to myself.
I can try and suck it up, I just can't suck it up
Make me feel like someone else
I'm under the gun feel like the only one
I just can't decide what I'm running from
This isn't what I wanted but... I can't keep my filthy fucking mouth shut.
It's not enough ”
BIRTHDAY: March 16
PLAY-BY: Cynical Cynthia from dA.When it comes to her appearance, Liira has taken a lot of steps to change what she doesn't like. Her natural auburn hair is dyed a soft black, and is straightened every morning. Her luminous green eyes are usually ringed with heavy purple eyeliner and thick mascara which just accent the full lashes she inherited from her mother. Her cheeks are usually kept pale, no blush or highlighter to add to the aristocratic slant of her cheekbones or straight patrician nose. Her lips are wide and unpainted, with a light sheen of the chapstick she carries around religiously with her. Her hair is long, hanging down to the small of her back. With a blunt set of bangs surrounding her face, they block the eyebrows which would give away the true color of her hair.
Her body is completely opposite her mother's willowy frame. Standing a short 5'4", she has a lush set of curves that she keeps just hidden enough to keep some mystery. Her legs are generally encased in a pair of well worn denim jeans, the knees frayed and sometimes torn open. She has a huge collection of rock band t-shirts that have been worn to a second skin comfort. Her only unresolvable problem is her breasts. They are larger than she wants, and give her back issues on a close to daily issues if she's not careful.
Her tattoos are numerous, and almost all are tribal. They are on her back, her shoulders, and her upper arms. She also has her eyebrow pierced, and has two lip piercings as well. They are also done by the same person. Combined with the makeup she wears, Liira can generally pass for twenty something. A fact that she has exploited many times in the past, and will continue to do so.
While without her mothers delicate, wispy nature, and consummate grace, Liira possesses a naturally sensual way of movement that likens to old pin up stars. She has hips, and they have never been an issue for her. When she walks, with or without her trying, they sway invitingly from side to side. She has kept herself in shape as much as possible, but she knows that if she doesn't walk everywhere, she tends to be on the heavy side.
Liira is generally taken as a goth, although she just prefers black and darker colors. She is fairly personable, and tries to be approachable. She doesn't hate the world, she just sees it a little differently than others. She tries to be kind to others, but she does have a sarcastic and caustic sense of humor that can get in the way of that. She's as helpful as she can be, if she sees anyone who needs help, she'll try to help. She is, on the whole a nice person, who has just seen her share of misery. She thinks that everyone has baggage, and who is she to say that hers is more important than anyone else's? With an realistic tinge to her optimistic nature, Liira looks at herself with an overly discerning eye, seeing every flaw and every failure when she looks in the mirror.
She avoids spending a lot of time in front of them, using it to do her daily beauty rituals, and then forsaking it for the rest of the day as much as possible. She tries to not come off like a gothic bitch, but sometimes it happens no matter what she does. There will always be stereotypes, and she's tried to accept it. She's never really had friends before, so she doesn't know how to react if somebody does try to befriend her. But she's willing to give just about anyone a chance. She mostly just keeps to herself, barring that she spends her majority of free time in the library, staring at people, making random sketches as she watches them.
Liirasai is the only child of an American Ambassador and his French wife, who he had met while stationed in Paris.
Being born to a wealthy family, Liira never wanted for anything in the tangible sense. Growing up as a child she had a wonderful au pair, who always saw to her every physical need. When it came to the emotional needs of a lonely child who could rarely ever leave her house in the embassy compound, she was sadly lacking. She hates to use the poor little rich girl routine, so she rarely mentions her prominent parents.
As a child, she was precocious to a fault. Her parents never had the time to spend with her that she wanted them too, so she would spend hours taunting her various servants, and getting them in trouble. This continued as she entered her teenage years when the son of another ambassador came back from America. Suddenly, Liira didn't know what to do. He looked at her like she was a child from the lofty point of view of a seventeen year old boy to a thirteen year old upstart. Desperate for attention, she tried to do everything to get his attention. She started dressing more provocatively, and started using her mothers makeup. When that didn't work she started following him.
Noticing that he had found a way to slip past the guards, she followed him one night to one of the lesser districts of Paris. Seeing for the first time all the freedom and the draws of this whole other world, Liira forgot all about him. She started going to clubs, and then met a tattoo artist.
Rene was beautiful. Like a pirate, with long black hair tied in a ponytail, with lake blue eyes. She tumbled from fascination into lust in a heartbeat. She tumbled into his bed the same way, in a moment completely free of hesitation she gave up her innocence. She became his muse, his mistress, and his masterpiece. Believing in happily ever after, she willingly let him leave his indelible mark on her. She started talking about him meeting her parents. He would smile and say sometime later. he would always brush it off. Never mean, just a quiet, and gentle pushing away of the subject.
After a few months she began to be afraid that he was avoiding everything. It was day before their two year anniversary that she came to the shop and found it closed, empty, void of everything that she had come to love. No notes, and no information was she to find anywhere. No one knew anything.
Just that he was gone.
Not knowing what to do she hid all her anxiety and depression. She thought of it as a dream. Turning the love into infatuation, she dismissed it as a part of her life that was over, and resolved to get over it without any help. Soon after the dreams started. Her au pair was confused at first and didn't tell her parents, fearing the retribution that may occur. Months went by with the au pair growing more and more anxious. Finally, Liira sleep walked through the house as her mother and father were getting in from some function or other. They saw the creepy blue coming from her eyes and immediately called in doctors. After a few weeks, as the tests were still completely inconclusive they heard word of Haven and immediately arranged for her transfer.
The Fantasy : Sidhe Queen : Fey
Liira appears as a Faerie Queen of the Winter Court in one of the many provinces of the Fae in the Fantasy. Wearing any number of brilliantly jewel toned gowns, she appears as an elegant noble with no sign of rank but a simple hammered
silver torque that wraps around her smooth neck like a lovers caress. Her carriage is obviously that of a Fae, with a grace that defies the very gravity due to the wispy, opaque wings that sprout from the small curve of her back. Her hair is always in some updo that accents her aristocratic face and pointed ears. Always smiling, she will leave the confines of her realms territorial borders to go mingle with the other varied races of the world. The fanciful architecture that is the land that surrounds her is what most interests her. The way the light filters through the velvety snow, the bare branches making designs upon the snow covered ground.