Soap?
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Thread Topic: Soap?
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This good? I was sleepy typing it.
And whenever we start, could you please?)
Name: Estelle "Stella" Miles
age: 19
gender: female
race: English/canadian mix
hair: she was born with dark blonde hair that she cut short, barely touching her shoulders, that she usually leaves loose. She also has sideswept bangs, leaning to mostly the left side of her head.
Eye: She has somewhat big eyes, that are a pale blue in color with hints of a soft green within.
build: slim and a little curvy, not alot, and a bit short at 5'3"
skin: slightly pale skin.
scars: she has a few along her arms she got when she was younger and climbed trees alot.(not really noticeable)
history (optional):
sexuality: Lesbian
pets: she has a pure black great dane.
family:
-Her father is a English man, born in London, named Benjamin Miles. A tall man, with blonde hair and green eyes who works as a doctor.
-Her mother is a Canadian woman with who was born in Toronto Canada, named Victoria Miles. Tan skin, with light brown hair and blue eyes and a bit tall. She works as a high school math teacher.
-She has an older sister named Trinity Miles, who has tan skin, green eyes, and light brown hair. Also standing around 5'10" who works as a hairstylist.
accessories (piercings, ect.): simple earrings shaped as hearts, and on her left wrist she has a tattoo of an infinity symbol.
facts:
-She has a fear of heights, which started one day after she fell high from a tree(thus leading to her not climbing trees anymore)
-She works a simple job as a cashier at the moment.
-She dislikes being called Estelle, so she usually goes by Stella.
-She likes to sing and dance, but usually in private. -
brightfire NoviceAlright!)
Angel sighed, hearing the snow crunching her her feet as she looked at the cabin. Decent, she supposed, and well built. Quickly she grasped the frosted, cold metal of her suitcase handle and felt herself force her feet to move forward until they reached their within reach destination. She tapped politely on the door as she waited, fiddling with her lip piercing before she heard the thin ice over the door crack break and she looked, smiling. "Hey, stella! Your parents invited me up here and said you'd be glad to see me, so I decided to come check!" -
Stella sat patiently in a small rocking chair as she waited for her parents to get back to the cabin they were going to stay in for the holidays. They had left earlier and should be back soon she thought to herself as she gently pushed her feet on the floor, rocking the chair slowly as she relaxed. A few moments after, she heard tapping on the cabin's door. Pushing herself to her feet, she slowly made her way over to the door to open it for who was likely her parents finally getting back. Unlocking the door, she gently pushed it open to let them in, cracking some ice around the door. But when she looked up at the person who stood on the otherside of the door, she didn't believe her eyes, or her ears as her mouth opened to say something, but all that came out was silence.
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