Real Name & Age: Joan - 17
Character Name & Age: Rylie - 17
AIM/MSN/Yahoo: AIM- theatrecello MSN- email@example.com
Time Zone: Eastern Standard Time
Experience?: None, but everyone has to start somewhere, no?
Character's background info?: Rylie was raised by her Uncle, her only relative. What happened to her parents was unknown entirely to her. All her uncle would tell her is that they died in some type of "accident". She went to boarding schools starting at a very young age, and in the summers she lived with her uncle, mainly playing outside and staying out of the way. When she got old enough to ask questions, he had his servants give her instruments to play and paints to use to keep her quiet. Life went on like this for a long while until that fateful night when she disappeared...
Specie of your character: A human, or so she thought. A human-like being with magical powers that haven't quite been defined yet.
Why do you think you'd be good as this character?: I have a large imagination and have always thought about what it would be like to have strange, mysterious powers.
Where did you find out about the community?: a livejournal search for roleplaying communities
Livejournal username for this character?:(REQUIRED)I haven't gotten one yet, I will if this application is accepted.
Rylie didn't feel for a long while, and then the familiar sensations of life slowly creeped back into her weak and frail body. She slowly blinked her eyes open as she tried to remember what had happened. One minute, she was in the forbidden attic of her miserly uncle's mansion and the next she was here. 'Where is here' she thought to herself as she tried to sit up. "Owww" she let out a groan as she laid back down on the soft patch of moss where she had been lying. Realizing that she was in too much pain to physically move anywhere, she decided to be still and look around her as best she could and hope that someone would find her soon.