SCOTT, CHASTITY

[chastityscott]

CHASTITY LEIA SCOTT
i'm a work in progress,
well, tell me that i'm worthy, oh tell me i belong

NICKNAMES: Jazzy
GENDER: Female
ANIMAL: White Lion
SEXUALITY: Straight
AGE: 14
GRADE: Freshman
OCCUPATION: N/A
SCHEDULE:

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

Erm... I own two cats, named Emma and Charles, and I love comic books... Especially X-men. I probably spend way too much time studying, and if I'm not studying I'm usually playing Magic: the Gathering or a tabletop roleplaying game. Any tabletop roleplaying game, but especially D&D and Pokemon Tabletop Adventures. Um... I like costuming, and I've made a X-men uniform, a Starfleet uniform, and a few original hero costumes... But I hate cosplaying as specific characters. It's obnoxious. Oh, and I'm not a big fan of social interaction. It's always been difficult for me, though I try.

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

More? Oh. Well, I guess I'm really honest. I mean, I try to always tell the truth, even if I have to fudge it a little bit so as not to terribly upset people. Which, I guess, also makes me really tactful. I generally stay rather calm, though I do occasionally get a little flustered if I'm embarrassed. Um, I'm a really good actress. You might think that my whole being shy thing would hinder that, but it really doesn't for some reason. When I'm on stage, I don't have to be me, and I'm... just really good at stuff like that.

And then, on the flipside... I'm really, really shy. I don't like going out and talking to people right off the bat. I can also be a little clumsy if I'm not on stage, so please, please don't spook me! Ummm... a lot of people think that I'm too forgiving, which I guess can be a bad thing... And, though I'm sure you already guessed this, I have really low self esteem. The only time I think I might be able to do something well is when I'm on stage or gaming...

THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL.

I have three big secrets, so hush hush, okay? The biggest secret I try to keep is my middle name. My Dad just had to, y'know? He was such a fan of Star Wars. I'm lucky he wasn't a huge fan of Star Trek or my middle name would be Uhura. Heh. The second secret is that I actually made a Leia costume, but I'm saving it for one of those group shots of all the Leia's with Jabba the Hutt when I go to Comic Con some year. It'll be so much fun! And the last secret is that I'm really, really mean when I DM. I like to torture the players, but they usually have fun anyway.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: Ghost Girl (or, if you really want, Ghost or Ghostie, but not GG or GiGi)
YOUR GENDER: Female, duh. -points at name-
RP EXAMPLE:

Myra Quinn Weiss stood on a street corner, her short, messy hair fluttering in the wind, bangs pinned back only by a large, black, silk flower hair pin, her eyes misted over with some emotion typically not found upon her features. Large headphones covered her ears and the wire trailed down into the bag on her shoulder, Avenged Sevenfold blaring in her ears as she stood. She pulled her hand out of her jeans pocket to pull her black peacot a little tighter around her, covering her t-shirt just a little more.

It seemed Myra was taking a trip down memory lane. She stood at the corner of Redwood and Nottingham, staring down the street toward the building she loved so much. She sighed and clutched her DMing bag tighter before daring to cross the street and head further north on Nottingham. North and north and north she walked, stopping just short of the corner of Nottingham and Forest.

Here she turned and stared at the building to her left, sighing wistfully as she did so. The Sheriff's County was her home during high school, and she terribly missed it now. Her friends were gone, her family was gone. She had nobody to play with anymore, and she was sad. She closed her eyes and clutched her bag tighter, remembering all the roleplays she'd participated in and run with her friends here.

After a moment, she opened her eyes again and walked forward, pressing her free hand to the glass door as she looked inside. All the tables and wares were gone. The shelves and the racks and carts of stuff... It was all gone. All those fond memories and playthings... Gone. Few and far apart were Myra's bad moods, but one was hitting her now.

Sighing in disgust at her emotions, M turned around and sat down against the glass door of the no-longer Sheriff's County. She let her bag hang on her shoulder and rest on the ground, and she clutched her knees to her chest. As she sat, she listened to the sounds of music being played in a club farther down the street. She smelled fresh cookies being pulled out of the oven of the bakery across the street. She looked around and let the sorrow fill her every fiber. It flooded her veins and clouded her vision, and eventually she buried her head in her arms against her knees and began to cry. Just a little, and very quietly.

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[NOCTURNAL NINI]

♛ ACCEPTED !
welcome to sabal palm private high, chastity!
do not forget to stake your claims.