Post by eve on Jul 27, 2009 22:50:12 GMT -5
••Who am I to not be known?
EveNeuschvon Stein
[/size][/color]EveNeuschvon Stein
♦♦I am a girl and I am about 17. You can contact mepm. I currently live in the EST time zone.[/center]
••''Let Me Tell You Something Here...
Interests:[/font]
- Motorcycles
- Fashion
- Manga
- Strong men
- Zero
Fears:
- Water
- Dying Young
- Being kidnapped
- Being alone
- Getting fat
Addictions:
- Energy Drinks
- Modeling
- Dancing
- Singing
- Pleasing others
Characters Position:[/font] [Other]
If Other, what is it?: Model/Spy
••''My Once Upon a time...[/i][/color][/size]
Family:
Unknown – See character history
Description:
Personality:[/font]
Eve has a very bouncy personality. She loves being the center of attention and is always the life of the party. Although Eve comes off as kind of airheaded, she is like a totally different person when she’s at work. She loves to say, “You don’t become Area 11’s number one model by simply smiling and looking cute.” Eve is dedicated to her work and is determined to stay on top.
When it comes to cute strong men, Eve freezes up. She instantly becomes shy and blushes like crazy if the man talks to her first. If she starts the talking she rambles on and usually scares the guy away. Zero also fascinates her. There’s something about him that Eve respects, but with so much mystery about him she finds herself doing research and staying on top of the news surrounding him.
History:
Eve has a dark past. When she was merely a small child, roughly the age of 4, an unknown man took her family from her. Her mother managed to hide her in a secret compartment in the floor to keep her from harm. Although she was never discovered during the massacre, the damage was already done.
She has a vague recollection of what happened that day and she can only remember it in her dreams. Her mind blocks the memory as a defense mechanism. Following her entire family's massacre, Eve wondered the streets for years scrapping by day to day until she was found by a mysterious man whom she came to later call her father. He trained her day after day in the art of stealth, combat, and information gathering.
After a few years of training, Eve had finally mastered everything her "father" taught her and became his personal spy. Of course, being able to spy and actually spying are two different things. She needed a job that would work along side her being a spy. While wondering Area 11 for the first time she found a fashion show going on at a small high school. She realized then that being some kind of performer would work perfectly with her spying on the government.
It only took a year before Eve was Area 11's number one model. Of course she had tried acting, singing, and dancing before that. Although she was good with the other arts, modeling was the one thing she enjoyed and excelled in. She does report in to her "father" and his associate Hebe from time to time when he is unavailable with the information she has gathered. She has yet to rely any useful information that he needs and hopes that one day she will so that he will finally praise her and be proud of her.
Goal or Dream:
To be needed and loved by a strong handsome man.
••'' Hey! I am not done yet...[/color][/size]
Faction: Geass Directorate
••'' Something is not quite done here...[/color]
About you:
[/color]{* = Required}[/center]*Login Name: eve
Location:
*Brief example of Role Play:[/font]
"I need you to turn to the left darling~"
It was always the same old thing with this guy. Eve would make a simple mistake, such as turning right, and he would instantly yell at her. He always called her darling and that drove her insane. It as time for a break. Or at least she hoped she could get one. The moment she sat down she heard the annoying chuckle of a fellow model.
"Do you hear that ladies? I think I hear a seam ripping." She chuckled a bit more to herself.
"You only weigh two pounds less than I do Kurumi. Besides, who is still ranked at number 12?" She smiled inwardly.
The other model scowled and stomped off. Eve sure knew how to rub the other girls the wrong way. It was sort of a hobby of hers. She hated how all models acted like they were better than everyone else when the truth was, everyone else were better people than them. Eve enjoyed keeping to herself, she didn't want the attitude of the other models to rub off on her. Her thoughts were broken when she heard two girls talking at the other end of the dressing room.
"Did you hear, there's supposed to be a Masquerade Ball tomorrow night at the Pendragon in Britannia?"
"No way! I bet it's royalty and nobles only. It's a shame famous people like us can't get in."
The two girls continued to talk while Eve began developing a plan. If I could disguise myself and get into the ball, who knows what kind of information I could gather. Looks like I should go dress shopping later. A devious smirk graced Eve's face as she began changing into more suitable clothing for shopping.
*Role Playing Experience in Years: I think I’m good here. I’m known well enough. XD [/left]
