Post by Sannah on Jun 17, 2011 19:30:45 GMT
Sannah Kensington
Sannah Lynn Kensington
Nickname(s)
The gentle hand
Age
20
Gender
Female
Sexuality
BI
Occupation
Horse Mistress
Relationship Status
Single
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Survivor
Powers & Special Skills
Animal Friend-Can make friends with any with any animal.
Alliance
Good
Weaknesses
Sannah's weakness are that of stamina, a bit weak, this 20 year old cannot run/swim for too long, for some reason, since suriving, her stamina has gone down considerably, she cannot do things for very long.
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Sannah stands at a rather tall height of five foot six; her face is somewhat heart-shaped and angular with sharp, high cheekbones, large blue eyes, and a small button nose just off-center of her face. Her lips are a soft coral pink coloration. Her skin is a soft peach tinge, with a few freckles sprinkled here and there.
She’s not too thin, at a healthy thin-ness just right for her height Her blonde hairis about mid-back length and is down most of the time, it's got a slight natural wave to it, but not with much body and very fine, which is usually done in various styles (Even though the styling just doesn't work sometimes because of how fine her hair is). She has a rather high forehead, and tends to hide this with bangs across her brow to hide it.
Her attire consists of bright colorations, mostly jewel tones, as to compliment her skin. She wears kimono-sleeve wrap tops that hug her rather average frame, with a pair of black or blue skinny jeans, even though she can’t exactly pull the look off, but she really doesn’t care. She wears black knee-high boots with this, with stiletto heels to increase her height. The only jewellery she will wear is a simple black ribbon choker around her neck with lace around the edges, which has a small oval locket hanging from it.
Play By
Cameron Diaz
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Horses, helping those that are in need, people being nice, and not judging her for being just a bit different.
Dislikes
Spiders, any kind of bug, and judgemental, mean people.
Fears
Heights and dying because she can barely handle doing things.
Overall Personality
Sannah is a very kind, but somewhat naive person. She tends to see the good in people, despite the fact that this judgement is usually flawed.Non-judgemental, Sannah tries to get to know people before making her final decision. When angered, Sannah lashes out somewhat violently, but because of her poor stamina, this quickly abates. She's a very sweet young woman..but there are just some people that shouldn't have survived, because she did, Sannah fears dying and not being able to help people in need.
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Jackson Kensington (deceased)
Mother
Sherry Kensington (Deceased)
Sibling(s)
None
Children
None
Other
N/A
History
Born to Jackson and Sherry Kensington, Sannah's life was pretty good, until the BLISS virus struck. Her parents cared deeply for their only child and once she was older, Sannah realized that her mother had nearly died giving birth to her, hence why the woman could never have another child. About a week after the BLISS virus struck their homestead, killing both her parents. Sannah was only struck by a bright white light and only recently woke up. Lost in a chaotic World, Sannah has found friendship in the animals around her, being able to make friends with them, she is easily the best person to make friends with because of this gift that has been bestowed upon her.
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It wasn’t like the day wasn’t nice and sunny, so why was she sticking herself inside a library? It was warm out, but Cori wasn’t exactly in a sunny mood. The day had started off rather roughly for her, as she had gotten into a minor argument with her adoptive parents about her attitude lately. She had been getting more and more distant with them since joining the Resistance. Her light coral pink lips pursed in thought as she flipped a page of the book she was reading. It was a dark, almost gothic work, called “The Raven” by an ancient poet by the name of Edgar Allen Poe. Cori found herself rather enjoying it. She murmured the last stanza quietly to herself
“And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadows on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted--nevermore! “
She shut the book, sliding it on the table away from her carefully, it was an old copy, somewhat tattered from years of use and people flipping through it. She stood, and walked over to the nearest bookshelf, her index finger running horizontally along the spines of the books as she pondered the next book she would read. Cori rather enjoyed poetry, but few people knew this, as she kept these things to herself.
She pulled out a book of Shakespeare’s work and a smirk twitched at her lips. Dark, almost black gaze softened momentarily, and then returned to their guarded dullness. Seating herself in the chair, she leaned back a little bit, and she pushed her dark ruby kimono sleeves up her arms a bit, it was chilled in this part of the library, but nothing Cori couldn’t handle. She rather liked the cold, preferring the chill against her skin; it made her feel more human so to speak. She flipped open to Romeo and Juliet, then shook her head, and re-checked the index. “Ah..there it is..” She flipped to the correct page, and let Shakespeare’s words twist themselves into reality in her mind. Hamlet was such a beautiful piece of work, and one of Cori’s personal favorites.
Her dark gaze scanned the page by the dim, yellow light of the lamp nearby, and she put on a pair of black and red headphones, and turned her Lpod on, listening to dark, goth-like music as she read the tragedy of Hamlet. Being here, other than outside was much nicer at the moment. It was quiet, and dark, and she was alone. What more could she ask for?
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Experience I've been roleplaying since 2001
Abit About YouWell, I'm 24, and I love roleplaying..that's all you really need to know :P
Other Character(s) None :D
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