Post by sundaecooper on Oct 9, 2010 0:54:51 GMT -5
SUNDAE
[/size] MARIE COOPER 
There was no living creature as foul as I,
and all of my poems were false.
I could feel my soul, dropping down through the mattress.
I had to leap up before it hit the floor.
and I'm so alone.[/size]
You want to know 'bout me? [/color]
* Full Name:[/color] Sundae Marie Cooper.
* Age:[/color] 20 years old.
* Gender:[/color] Female.
* Species: [/color] Immortal.
* Olympian Parent: [/color] N/A.
* Sexuality:[/color] Heterosexual.
Well, I think I'm Sexy. [/color]
* Eyes: [/color] Blue.
* Hair:[/color] Blonde.
* Birthmark:[/color] N/A.
* Distinguishing Features:[/color] Just her nice smile and beautiful blue eyes.
* Play By:[/color] Katie Babyface.
* General Appearance:[/color] She has her own style.
The Rest Might Be A Blur. [/color]
* Family: [/color] Mother: Karen Marie Cooper - deceased , Father: Jacob Adam Cooper - deceased, Evil Aunt: Doris Anne Cooper, No siblings.
* Abilities: [/color] She's an immortal so she doesn't have any.
* Pets: [/color] Frank - Her pet Rabbit, He's white with black spots.
* Anything Else: [/color] I LOVE AVERY! ♥ :]
* History: [/color]
Sundaes parents wanted their daughter to have a unique name so they gave her the name, Sundae. Plus, she reminded them of ice cream when she was a baby because she was so sweet and such a good baby. She learned how to walk and talk very quickly. Probably way before any other kids usually would. Sundae did pretty good in school and it wasn't hard to make friends for her. She was a very friendly kind of person. Her parents loved her greatly and wanted her to achieve anything that she wanted to do or be in her near future. Then one day the unthinkable happened and her world was turned upside down.
Sundae had just gotten home from school to find out that her parents were killed in a boating accident. Her parents would often go out to sea for a few weeks each month to just have a little time to themselves. Well, this trip they didn't make it back. She became depressed and barely did anything after that. Sundae began healing after a few months after her parents deaths. It still haunts her sometimes and she'll never forget the day they had died. What child would? But she continues with her every day life the best she can and hopes that they are looking down on her and are proud of her still.
She now goes to Camp Half-Blood but only because she now lives with her evil Aunt. Who is forcing her into going. So, Sundae knows that gods and other creatures exist. Some days she doesn't really believe but most of the time she believes that there is a greater being out there or in Camp Half-Blood. She sometimes wishes she was like one of them. Because let's face it, being immortal sucks half of the time.
Time to see, the real me. [/color]
* Name: [/color] Amber.
* Age: [/color] 22 years old.
* What do you want us to call you?: [/color] Ambercakes.
* Rp Sample: [/color] From another site.
Max had been wandering around the park for most of the day. There wasn't a zombie in sight for once. He decided he'd text his dear friend, Dexter. She was his best friend and had been since the day he had killed his folks. That day was such a terrible day for him and he felt like he was already dead. Or that he should've been killed for killing his parents. But what daughter/son would wanna see their parents walk among the living dead? He didn't know what kid would wanna see his/her parents turn into a undead being. He took out one of his ciggs from his pack. And flicked his lighter as the flame touched his cigg, he began to smile. He started smoking that very day. When he had killed his parents. Max shrugged and took out his cell phone. He began typing away at the keys. His text to Dexter said:
Hey, what's up girl? I'm just chillaxing in death valley park. There isn't much action over here but hey I decided that doing some killing today wouldn't be a bad idea. I have nothing better to do. If you wanna do some zombie killing with me, just text me back or just come on over. I'll be at the tree we met at that one day, our tree. Hopefully I'll see you soon. xoxox. Max.
Yeah sure, he had a crush on Dexter. Who wouldn't? She was gorgeous. But they were just friends and he didn't really wanna fuck their great friendship up because of his hormones or heart. Max had a big heart really but he never let anyone in. That was probably his problem with chicks. He could never keep a girl for too long. They ended up dumping his sorry ass or just going for some other schmuck. He really didn't know what he did. But he had somewhat of a clue. It was probably because he never let anyone into his feelings or thoughts. Maybe someday, he'd be ready for a committed relationship. For now he was just gonna work, do school work and just kill some fucking zombies. He could say one thing though, he never swore infront of Dexter. So, he did like her more than friend, probably way more than that but he'd never share that with her. She wasn't probably into him like that anyways. So, he'd be wasting his time.
Whiskey started barking. Max looked around and couldn't see anyone or any zombies. Maybe he could sense that Dexter was on her way. That dog had a thing for Dexter as well. He loved Dexter. It was kind of weird. Your dog being in love with your best friend. Max just chuckled to himself. "I'm sure she's on her way, boy." He said to Whiskey. Not like Whiskey could say anything back but Max knew he could understand him and what he was saying. He took another drag of his cigarette and smiled at Whiskey. Max reached down and petted him then looked around incase any zombies were going to sneak attack him. Zombies had now gotten smarter and quicker. He didn't know how but he wasn't going to go up to one and ask either. Still no sign of Dexter, he began getting tired but wasn't going to go asleep out in the open. That'd be stupid of him and he'd probably end up dead if he did fall asleep right now. Max waited and waited and waited some more. He was hoping she was okay. But then again, Dexter could take care of herself. And she knew how to use her weapons. Max was an "axe" kind of guy and he had a machete as well. But today he was using his machete. Just because it was bigger. (wink-wink, haha) He took another long drag of his cigarette.
Hey, what's up girl? I'm just chillaxing in death valley park. There isn't much action over here but hey I decided that doing some killing today wouldn't be a bad idea. I have nothing better to do. If you wanna do some zombie killing with me, just text me back or just come on over. I'll be at the tree we met at that one day, our tree. Hopefully I'll see you soon. xoxox. Max.
Yeah sure, he had a crush on Dexter. Who wouldn't? She was gorgeous. But they were just friends and he didn't really wanna fuck their great friendship up because of his hormones or heart. Max had a big heart really but he never let anyone in. That was probably his problem with chicks. He could never keep a girl for too long. They ended up dumping his sorry ass or just going for some other schmuck. He really didn't know what he did. But he had somewhat of a clue. It was probably because he never let anyone into his feelings or thoughts. Maybe someday, he'd be ready for a committed relationship. For now he was just gonna work, do school work and just kill some fucking zombies. He could say one thing though, he never swore infront of Dexter. So, he did like her more than friend, probably way more than that but he'd never share that with her. She wasn't probably into him like that anyways. So, he'd be wasting his time.
Whiskey started barking. Max looked around and couldn't see anyone or any zombies. Maybe he could sense that Dexter was on her way. That dog had a thing for Dexter as well. He loved Dexter. It was kind of weird. Your dog being in love with your best friend. Max just chuckled to himself. "I'm sure she's on her way, boy." He said to Whiskey. Not like Whiskey could say anything back but Max knew he could understand him and what he was saying. He took another drag of his cigarette and smiled at Whiskey. Max reached down and petted him then looked around incase any zombies were going to sneak attack him. Zombies had now gotten smarter and quicker. He didn't know how but he wasn't going to go up to one and ask either. Still no sign of Dexter, he began getting tired but wasn't going to go asleep out in the open. That'd be stupid of him and he'd probably end up dead if he did fall asleep right now. Max waited and waited and waited some more. He was hoping she was okay. But then again, Dexter could take care of herself. And she knew how to use her weapons. Max was an "axe" kind of guy and he had a machete as well. But today he was using his machete. Just because it was bigger. (wink-wink, haha) He took another long drag of his cigarette.
The credits YO!. [/color]
This was all made by Cvdude86, You steal, I will hunt you down, and fucking beat you to the ground. [/center]