Post by Kura Kirkland on Aug 27, 2010 20:52:39 GMT -5
hey! i'm Oli and i dwell in the oven. isn't that just dandy?! i am sixteen years old and loving
it! the characters i play on this amazing roleplay site are Spain (coming soon)
don't forget it! oh btw, i've been roleplaying for like five years! yeah, you better believe it.
my final last words would be Who took the last cookie?
NAME: Kura Kirkland
AGE: sixteen
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Unknown
GRADE: Sophmore(?)
RACE: Animal, cat (from New Zealand)
PHONE NUMBER: 000-724-6805
IM SCREENAME: kukubird
LOVE:
- Sheep (and other animals, but mostly sheep)
- People/being around others
- Cute things
- Attention
- Sleep (only at night though)
HATE:
- Scary things
- People who are rude/people who tug on her ears
- Being ignored/being alone
- having to stay up late
- Having nothing to do
STRENGTHS:
- Talking
- Physical Labor
- keeping her cool
WEAKNESSES:
- Being quiet
- Sitting still/sitting all day
- Under-reacts.
PERSONALITY:
Kura is a sweet girl who is talkative and can't stand not being the center of attention. She does get along with other girls however prefers having guy friends. Kura is a very hard worker mostly with physical labor and can probably beat a few people in a fight. However she isn't the type to fight or even raise her voice to someone. She is the kind of person who doesn't believe in fighting. However she will if she needs too. Kura is confident--not shy. She loves to be around people and if she has to sit down and stay still without anything to do she'll probably go nuts. She really has to work on that since she is going to school. She usually finds a way of getting herself to do something by sharpening her pencil or just walking around a little.
HISTORY:
Kura was born on a farm in New Zealand. From a young age she was out in the feilds doing hard work. Being out in the feilds and picking up heavy loads and digging holes or paths for sheep will really build up some muscle. Kura was always a strong girl and nobody really messed with her because she was really nice. However she had gotten in a few little fights with the neighbor kids when they would pick on her. A few broken teeth on their part made them leave her alone.
Kura always was cuaght working rather then trying to read a book or learn. Some days she would skip school just so that she could work. She was never the best in school and to this day she still isn't. So her parents would forbid her to work until she got her grades up. That did some positive renforcing and she quickly cuaght up in school. As a result she ended up here and is still happy and proud of herself.
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:It was day break and the sun was barley peaking over the horizon giving the sky a pink glow. It was a nice cool day perfect for the early bird who wanted to catch that worm. New Zealand was a morning person. She loved the way the sky looked at sunrise and sunset. Right now she was skipping along with a Kiwi standing on her head through a feild. The grass was up to her knees and was begining to take that shade of yellow as fall edged closer in pushing the summer air away into the past.
The young girl let out giggles and laughter as she placed the Kiwi on a rock and began to collect pebbles putting them in her tiny little purse. Some of them were a nice shiney color others were dull and smooth. However the young girl found them all beautiful. She carefully sat down near the little kiwi bird and placed the rocks down in a row and counted them. She let out a proud sigh and puffed her chest out feeling pretty smart. The kiwi just looked up at her craming his head to one side and then pecking at one of the smaller rocks. New Zealand let out a squeek brushing the bird away from the rocks with the back of herh and.
The two stared at eachother for a long moment as if they were simply havin a glaring contest. FInally the bird let out a noise and hopped into the grass. New Zealand crossed her arms pouting slightly at the spot where the bird left.
She sat there for another few moments before she collected her rocks and put them in her hand made bag again and walked in the opposite dirrection of the kiwi bird. Eventually she tripped over something cold and hard. She put her arms out catching herself before she could do a face plant in the dirt. She looked back at her foot and tangled in it was this shiney stick thing. (A musket) She sat up turning to it and pulling it closer to her.
She let out a curious little noise and began to touch it. She found there was a sharp dangerous stick at the top and a hole in another part. Then she worked down the shiney object and started to hug it. Nope, it wasn't cuddly or fluffy. She let out an annoyed noise and then began to touch it in a place where it seemed to move.
boom
New Zealand let out a loud scream and threw the shiney stick away from her. She quickly hid behind a bolder that was about her size. She carefully stared at it waiting for it to move. Nothing. The little girl carefully crept up on it and pulled it into her lap. The boom came from the end with the sharp stick. She put her nose on it and sniffed it a few times. "Ick," she said in a discusted tone pushing it away from her nose. She then had a thought, something was in there maybe she should put something else in there. She looked down at her rocks... they were far to precious (for her at least) to place in the mysterious hole. So she grabbed some grass and used her fingers to stuff it in there. Once again she puffed her chest out in pride at her beautiful work. She pulled the trigger again but got nothing.
'It doesn't seem useful.' she thought to herself staring thoughtfully at it. She smiled a little and then got up holding the object close to her. But she must have held it wrong because the shiney 'stick' at the end cut her arm. She let out a cry and threw it to the ground angirly. 'It's too dangerous!' She thought to herself. She then picked up a Rock that was pretty big and hardly fit in her hand. She began hitting the sharp part with the rock to dull it. When she was compleated she put it down and began to dig a hole. After she was done she put it in the hole and burried it. However it was sticking out half way. 'Now it looks like a stick!' Once again she felt pretty proud of herself.
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