Post by Alana Meyers on Jul 31, 2008 17:28:45 GMT -6
there's those eyes again
[/b][/color][/font][/right]Mackayla Aurora Sheridan
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Lost in a Dark Haze created in contempt... Looking for the light one hundred bodies fill this
[/i][/color] room[/b][/color][/font][/center]name « Ashley or ASh
age «[/color] 23
experience «[/color] 7 years plus
other characters «[/color] Alana Meyers
contact «[/color] Email or IM see profile
how'd you find us? «[/color] Bree told me[/color]
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you won't even know i'm
[/i][/color] gone[/b][/color][/font][/center]character's full name «[/color] Mackayla Aurora Sheridan
Shorts «[/color] Mack, Kayla, Aura or Kay
Age «[/color] 23
Birthday «[/color] February 28, 1985
Sexuality «[/color] Unsure but leading towards bi
Alliance «[/color] Evil or Neutral depends on who you ask
Position «[/color] Slayer
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roses, roses cold
[/b][/color][/font][/center]Eyes «[/color] Brown
Hair «[/color] Brown
Height «[/color] 5'8"
Weight «[/color] 165lbs
Tattoos/Piercings/Distinguishing Features «[/color] Has a scar across her back from when a demon caught her off guard, has numerous hena tattoos that she redoes when they fade
Play-By «[/color] Jennifer Morrison
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turn around reds and whites
[/i][/color] again[/b][/color][/font][/center]Likes «[/color] Playing Guitar
Sex
Running barefoot in the rain
Walking on the wild side
Reading outside on a sunny day
People watching
Traveling
Clubbing
Playing Mind Games
Shooting Hoops
Body art
Spiders
Dragons
Dislikes «[/color] Chick Flicks
Over priced fashion
Frogs
Sexism
Female body builders
Black Lipstick
Insomnia
Night terrors/nightmares
Men who take advantage
Public speaking
Strengths «[/color] Level Head
Multitasking
Had prior knowledge of the occult (magic)
Can cook
Weaknesses «[/color] Her attitude
Research
Embellishing
Fears «[/color] Love
Death
Drowning
Habits «[/color] whistle when nervous
Laugh at horror films
Lose her temper
Goals «[/color] Have a normal life
Lock Box «[/color] She has had Amnesia for five years
Overall Personality «[/color] Mack is one of those girls who think’s the chivalry really is dead and she will be the first to tell you about it. She doesn’t go out of her way to use tact regardless of who’s in the room, nor does she mind her tongue about racy issues. She hates it when comments are made about women being the weaker sex, and on more than one occasion since coming into her powers has knocked a man on their ass for saying so.
Mackayla has an odd sense of humor bordering on masochism. She finds the pain of others to be funny and her idea of a comedy is a slasher film. She tends to get lost in her own little world some of the time and say things that make no sense, but she’s got a good excuse a little over 5 years ago she got one hell of a hit to the head putting her into a coma for 5 months when she woke she didn’t remember anything that happened prior to her waking up.
She’s a sexual being generally she will flaunt what she’s got every chance she gets. When out in clubs she will reel in the guys only to crush their hopes when she tires of them. She tends to draw a crowed if she likes the music going out and rubbing on any male or female who’s receptive even if she’s not particularly sure where her orientation lies. She’s had several pregnancy scares in the past 5 years but none of them thankfully turned out to be real.
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[/i][/color] with shoelace[/b][/color][/font][/center]Father «[/color] Joseph Sheridan (deceased)
Mother «[/color] Maria Sheridan (deceased)
Siblings «[/color] None
Hometown «[/color] Los Angeles California
Heritage «[/color] Unknown
Other «[/color] None
Best Memory «[/color] Getting out of the hospital
Worst Memory «[/color] Finding out how she got there in the first place
Overall History «[/color] Mack grew up in a small town outside Los Angeles California with loving parents one of whome had a serious problem… alcoholism. When she was five years old her father started drinking for the first time since she was born and his overall personality did a 180 from loving supportive dad to depressed angry drunk. He would lash out and she often went to bed crying after her dad had a day of drinking.
The years went by much the same until she turned 12 when her mother fed up with her father’s drinking up and left moving back in with her parents. Her mother left her with her father hoping that forcing him to cope with being a full time single parent would straighten him out. It didn’t succeed suffice to say, the only things it did was throw their child into depression and cynicism. Not to mention increase her vocabulary to words that she should not have been using.
Mackayla slowly turned from polite sensitive child to rebellious teenager to uncontrolled young adult through the course of the years. Her parents did get back together on her sixteenth birthday but it wasn’t a happy occasion as her mother had too started drinking and she was even more of an angry drunk than her father. The dysfunctional family still tried to make it work, hurling Mack into doing drugs and even worse habits.
One night when she was returning from a party Mack ended up on the bad side of her parents who got into their car fully drunk and attempted to drive off in search of even more alcohol. Instead of putting their car into reverse they put it into gear and hurdled the car into their daughter and their daughter into the garage door concussing her while the air bags killed them. Luckily for her a neighbor saw and called 911, landing her in an airlift to a Los Angeles hospital.
Five long months later she awoke focusing her brown eyes on the white room with no memory of how she got there let alone who she was, which lead weeks more of tests. After being found ‘healthy’ they sent her on her merry way off into a city where she had nothing except the clothes she came in with. Lucky for her no one went through her pockets as she had a couple hundred bucks which would get her a crappy hotel room long enough for her to apply for a job.
She ended up working for a crappy bar, cleaning up since she wasn’t old enough for a liquor license. Which is where the group at the Hyperion found her. Though at first she declined she couldn’t do it for long and ended up going back with them when her land lord kicked her out. Now here she sits not trusting anyone and really not liking Miss Buffy who thinks because she was the first one she must be the best.
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oh yeah, you can't blame him for trying
[/b][/color][/font][/center]Member Title «[/color] Slayer
Roleplay Example «[/color] post in quotes "Mackayla Sheridan awoke to the sun shining brightly almost blindingly in the window of her hospital room. Her brown eyes opened agonizingly slow against the painful light. The room came into blurry focus and the eighteen year olds heart began what felt like attempting to escape her chest. Minutes later the machines began reciprocating in a loud panicked beep, hustling doctors to her side. The young adult was up before the doctors had a chance to restrain her pulling as far away from them as humanly possible.
“Miss Sheridan, please do calm down,” the doctor nearest her began his slow pursuit towards the frightened woman. This only caused her to pull further away. Who the hell did this man think he was addressing her. Was that even her name?
“Where am I?” Mackayla voiced tentatively still pressed up against the wall slightly shaking. With as many doctors and nurses as were in the room she had no idea whether it was an actual hospital or a government facility.
“You’re in a hospital Miss Sherid… Mackayla, you were in an accident,” the same doctor who had tried to placate her before spoke again this time using her first name. “I am doctor Alderson, I have been treating you for the past five months.”
The brunettes eyes widened at the words five months. She had been there in that bed for five months. No wonder her limbs felt heavy and that her voice was raw. Why the hell couldn’t she remember. Her hands fisted into her hair and yanked as if trying to jog her memory. A raspy scream came from her throat painfully before resolving into sobs.
“You have been in a coma, and we need to examine you,” Dr. Alderson whispered kindly before coaxing the brunette back to her bed. Only now to find an unresponsive girl with a blank stare. “She’s gone into shock!’ He voiced before beginning treatment and finishing up his initial exam.
Mack’s mind totally shut off for the next few hours trying to process the fact that she had been in a coma. Her head felt as though it were hit by a bus and she later came to learn that it wasn’t a bus but a garage door. She felt nothing when told that her parents both died as a result of the accident, especially after learning they caused it. "
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