Tarja Castello

[tarja castello]

Tarja Castello
Behind the character

Alias: Kendall
Age: 13
RP experience: Eh... Not too long. But I don't.. suck. Since September of 07.
Codeword: greentea
Where did you hear about us?: Oh.. I was just randomly clicking affiliates and this was one of them. I was attracted to it by the pretty advertisement...
RP sample:

Shadowsong sighed as she dropped the meager vole she had caught into the fresh kill pile, and went to sit down. Her soft paw pads seemed to make the only sound as she made her way towards a certain spot. Not wanting to attract attention, she quickened her pace and kept her head down. Finally, she reached her designated spot and flopped onto the cold cave floor. Ouch.... she quickly thought as a few of her bones struck the cave flooring. She moved around until she was satisfyingly settled in just the right spot. She sighed once again as she laid her head back onto the stone floor. She loved where she lived, but she would kill just about anything for some heat. The only warmth you get really get was by being close to the other cats, but she grimaced at the thought of it. She disliked being around other cats. No, detested it. Some were ok, like their leader, but others were way too nosy for her tastes. She might warm up to them if she gave them a chance... but they did not deserve it. No one knew what she had gone through. Having to see her father lying dead on the forest floor. Having had her mother's last words be "Goodbye." She sighed, yet quickly stopped herself. She seemed to be doing that way too much these days. If only there was someone there to understand, to help her. She was sure the other cats would not really care. And besides, what do they know?

[[That was an rp that I did for a Warrior Cats site. ^^]]

The basics

Character Full name: Tarja Castello [First name pronounced: tar-ee-ah]
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Human or vampire: Human
School & sport or club (if human): South Bend High, Art
Grade (if human): Junior

Digging deeper

Personality: Tarja is a very solitary character, and prefers to avoid anyone. She thinks better when she is alone, and often makes it known she doesn't like being friendly. Only very few can crack her shell, but she'll pore her heart out to anyone who is persistent enough.

Tarja tends to snap at anyone she has a gut disliking about, which is often. Overjoyed people annoy her, and she often turns away at any such person. But in her heart, she's just... sad. She's always been sad. It takes all her strength to just not start crying at any second. She keeps her heart locked in a box, and guards it with care.
Likes:
-- Being Alone
-- Shy & Quiet People
-- Any shape or form of art
-- Gory Movies
-- Plays
-- Black, Purple, Navy, Any Dark Color
-- Rock & Metal Music
-- Her Combat Boots
-- Dirty Books
-- Making Out
-- Drowning Her Sorrows In Her Art, Or In A Nice Glass Of Vodka

Dislikes:
-- Perfume
-- Hyper People
-- The Sun (Or Any Other Kind Of Light)
-- Preppy People
-- Pink
-- Classical Music
-- Suck Ups
-- People Who Think They're Better Than Everyone Else
-- Any Adult
-- Little Kids

Fears:
-- Being The Center Of Attention
-- Nightmares (She Has Many)
-- Fire
-- Big Dogs
-- Having To Act Like Someone She Isn't

Flaws:
-- She's Very Clumsly
-- She Often Snaps At People Much More Than She Should
-- She Isn't Very Polite, Especially Towards Adults
-- She Lies~~ A Lot
-- She Isn't The Most Mentally-Stable Person Out There

It's all in the past

Personal history: Tarja hasn't had the best life anyone could ask for. When she was young, she had an older brother named Chris. He was diagnosed with cancer, and was pretty bad off. So, lucky for her, she was whisked off to... military school. Apparently, her parents couldn't handle the stress of both children. With one sick, they didn't have any time for Tarja, so they shipped her off to her new life. Of course she hated it from the start; getting up early, doing the drills. It was pointless to her, so she was often found causing havoc around the camp. But finally, after 3 long years, she went back to her parents. Her brother had died, much to her parent's grief. But eventually, the emotional pain let up, and her parents focused all their attention on Tarja, unfortunately.

Tarja hated her parents. Detested them to the largest extent. She had always been an artist; drawing whenever she found paper and a bit of time. Her parents sent her to art classes, and practically doted on her. Tarja couldn't stand the attention, and caused as much trouble she could to make her parents hate her. But they ignored her troubles. They just wanted her to go to a good school, be the best she could be. And Tarja hated it, and hates it still.
Parents: Mum & Dad
Siblings: Chris(Dead)
Kids: None

When I look in the mirror

Hair: She has black, long, silky tresses that go down to her waist. They're often just left alone, but it never looks messy. Most of them are curled into delicate ringlets. Her hair is also extremely thick and luscious.
Eyes: A Bright Green
Height: 5'5
Weight: About 120 Pounds
PB: Not sure. >.<
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