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Post by |Aly[[xx3]]Love| on Sept 6, 2007 3:20:52 GMT -5
Name: Aly Dela Ripa
Age: 22
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Color: Her hair is atramentous and her skin is tan. Eye color is amber.
Side: Sacred
Personality: Aly is a very loving and caring person who doesn't wish to harm animals. She has changed a lot from when she was a child and Aly has learned to love children. Her favorite passions are to horseback ride on her horse and go on many exciting adventures where she can research on all different types of animals and plants. Her fear is bees. Even though she is Indian and has to live with them, bees are her worst fear. Her favorite animal has been a horse since she was two years young and it still hasn't changed now.
History: Aly took her first breath on November 9th, 1528 and has always been a good little girl. Her parents were first in a tribe where they did not accept bad behavior so Aly was forced to learn to be good. Her tribe hunted animals and every time they went on the Hunt she went along with them. Seeing the animals get shot dead disgusted Aly and made her not want to eat anything alive. Being a vegetarian was hard for Aly to accomplish in her old tribe and her new one so everyone once and a while Aly will take a bite of meat. Her mom and dad ran away from the former tribe they had been in because the leader had threatened to kill Aly if they didn't obey his orders. His orders were cruel and harsh and killed her parents deep inside every time they followed them. Aly's parents died a few years back on Aly's 20th birthday. Instead of spending her birthday with meat and gifts, she spent it crying with flowers at the spots where her father and mother had been buried. Every year since then it has become a tradition and Aly has never really had any real family since her parents left the breathing, living Earth.
Example Post: Aly's charcoal hair fell behind her back as she untied her ponytail. Brushing her hair with a coarse, wood brush it became smooth and soft. She sighed as she walked around her hut, the little rocks cutting into the bottom of her foot. Aly walked over to her bear-skinned bed and sat down. She stroked the soft, auburn fur as if the bear had been there itself. Taking the rocks out of her foot she slid her moccasin boots on and walked out of the hut. The women and men working, the children playing. It made her so happy to know that she wasn't alone anymore, but she was still not loved by one of her kind. The people of her village lifted up their heads as she walked by and they shook their heads in a sorrowful manner. They felt bad for her because she had no one, but they all knew that once someone fell in love with her they would be the most talked about man in the village. Aly wasn't exactly the most popular Indian, but she wasn't the most hated either. She was just a normal woman trying to live a normal life.
Picture: [[yup that's me and i am half Indian.]]
Age: 22
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Color: Her hair is atramentous and her skin is tan. Eye color is amber.
Side: Sacred
Personality: Aly is a very loving and caring person who doesn't wish to harm animals. She has changed a lot from when she was a child and Aly has learned to love children. Her favorite passions are to horseback ride on her horse and go on many exciting adventures where she can research on all different types of animals and plants. Her fear is bees. Even though she is Indian and has to live with them, bees are her worst fear. Her favorite animal has been a horse since she was two years young and it still hasn't changed now.
History: Aly took her first breath on November 9th, 1528 and has always been a good little girl. Her parents were first in a tribe where they did not accept bad behavior so Aly was forced to learn to be good. Her tribe hunted animals and every time they went on the Hunt she went along with them. Seeing the animals get shot dead disgusted Aly and made her not want to eat anything alive. Being a vegetarian was hard for Aly to accomplish in her old tribe and her new one so everyone once and a while Aly will take a bite of meat. Her mom and dad ran away from the former tribe they had been in because the leader had threatened to kill Aly if they didn't obey his orders. His orders were cruel and harsh and killed her parents deep inside every time they followed them. Aly's parents died a few years back on Aly's 20th birthday. Instead of spending her birthday with meat and gifts, she spent it crying with flowers at the spots where her father and mother had been buried. Every year since then it has become a tradition and Aly has never really had any real family since her parents left the breathing, living Earth.
Example Post: Aly's charcoal hair fell behind her back as she untied her ponytail. Brushing her hair with a coarse, wood brush it became smooth and soft. She sighed as she walked around her hut, the little rocks cutting into the bottom of her foot. Aly walked over to her bear-skinned bed and sat down. She stroked the soft, auburn fur as if the bear had been there itself. Taking the rocks out of her foot she slid her moccasin boots on and walked out of the hut. The women and men working, the children playing. It made her so happy to know that she wasn't alone anymore, but she was still not loved by one of her kind. The people of her village lifted up their heads as she walked by and they shook their heads in a sorrowful manner. They felt bad for her because she had no one, but they all knew that once someone fell in love with her they would be the most talked about man in the village. Aly wasn't exactly the most popular Indian, but she wasn't the most hated either. She was just a normal woman trying to live a normal life.
Picture: [[yup that's me and i am half Indian.]]
