Oh holy Jumanji I haven't roleplayed in forever. I figured, what better way to see how bad I am then make a character and see what people think! Name: Azazaline Charlie (Short for Charlotte) Boer (Bow-er) Age: 23

Appearance: Her horns are long enough to curl, but the points are dull. They gleam with a diamond-like sheen, and are placed in front of her ears. Her ears, which she tends to drape over her shoulders, are white, as is the rest of her body, with the exception of ice blue wisps, as if the wind had stained her fur. Eyes devoid of colour, they are nothing special in shape or size. Neither is her tail, just white with the end the same blue as her fur wisps. Her toes, however, are grey.

Personality: She has only good intentions, but when under pressure, she shuts down. Reserved, and often times, for lack of a better word, cold, she has no desire to hurt anyone, but is usually fearing confrontation. Socially awkward and quiet, she is unsure how to control her emotions and nervousness turns into bursts of rage and fits. When people question her or argue too much, which isn't alot to begin with, she emotionally and physically turns off and refuses to talk of the subject anymore.

When showed kindness, she only shows more back, and is a firm believer in karma. She wants to be helpful and kind, and tries her best, despite failed attempts. her morality and honesty only goes as far as her patience. She spends nearly all her time alone, watching the group from the outside, wishing desperately that someone, anyone, would invite her to join them. Yet at the same time, she questions, what does it matter? Would she event trust them to not betray her?

Backstory: Azazaline's life was a normal one. She had parents and a brother, all three of whom she loved dearly. Modestly raised in a middle-class family, she was prepared to continue the family-legacy of normality. Her brother however, had higher ambitions. Several years older, her brother Samuel had a dazzling smile and a witty mouth to boot. He diligently took care of his sister, teaching her right and wrong, good and evil while her hard-working parents worked their long shifts, and before long Sam became her idol. However, as Sam and Azazaline became older, they changed. Azazaline noticed not Sam's evolving ambitions, he wanted to take his looks, charms, and talents elsewhere, outside of their little town of no ones. However, when both of their parents were fired from their jobs, the responsibility fell on Sam to bring in the income, and he resented it thoroughly. His dreams took a backseat to taking care of the family. Tentions rose among the family members, though never among Sam and Azazaline. Multiple times, Azazaline could smell alcohol on his breath, or cigarette on his clothes, and in their little downsized hovel, trouble was indeed brewing.

One day, however, the 17 year-old Sam came home after working hard all day, as school was out, in a drunken rage. To Azazaline's dismay, her parents were away, on another one of their doomed to fail job interviews. All Sam had to do was take one look at the run-down shack they had now been forced into, when his rage took over him. Grabbing the screaming Azazaline by the shirt, yelling at her about how he hated her and their family, how they were only weighing down his ambitions- his desire to be famous. With a mighty punch, he knocked Azazaline cold, and threw her to the ground.

When she awoke, her parents were above her. Mind and heart shattered, Azazaline rubbed her head in a haze, recalling the events that had just happened, and realizing, with a dull numbness, two things. Her brother, her beloved brother who had never once so much as said a harsh word to her, was gone. She also realized she would never, ever, be able to trust people again. If Sam could become such a cruel monster, then how terrible could the rest of the world be?

This by no means is a character you will see rampaging through the roleplay boards. I figured I'd design a character, and see if I had lost my touch (if I ever had one) or not.