Post by Tigress on Dec 14, 2011 16:00:03 GMT -8
Name: Katara
Age: 14
Movie/Show: Avatar: Last Airbender
Picture: theblueraft.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/katara1.png
Other: N/A
Personality: After losing her mother, Katara vowed to fill the void that she left. Ever since that day, Katara became more motherly. Caring for those around her, having a sense of justice, and never abndonning those who need- or needed- her. Though at times she does lose her temper and control of her tears, she's usually a calm girl who wants nothing but the best of those around her. She does have little patience with her brother, but would still be there for him.
History: After losing her mother at a young age, life changed in a drastic way for Katara. Her father and most males left, leaving the women, the elderly, and the children. Katara and Sokka were part of the children category. Losing her mother, Katara became much more like a mother should be, caring for the closest thing to a child she had. Her brother, Sokka. Years flew on by, and a meteor crashed down while her older brother was out hunting.
Ever since that day, she found out that she was a witch. The element of water. She lost her brother after that day. Having the need to find him, she went out on a journey to locate Sokka, but instead had been taken in by Gothel when the trail was getting close.
Family: Sokka~Older brother.
Father~Hakoda.
Mother is deceased.
Element: Water
Class: Witch
Allies: Sokka, TBD
Enemies: TBD
Sample Post:
Katara was hardly able to sleep that night. Her head rested on the pillow, she was tired, but the only thing she could dream about was her brother's death. What if he got himself killed out there? What if this trip was all for nothing? What if... Gothel killed him? Her hands gripped her blanket tightly. There was something weird about this place. Katara couldn't put a finger on it, but it seemed odd.
To keep from demolishing the blanket with her hands by accident, she sat up, beginning to play with the glass of water at the desk by her bed. Up. Down. Up. Down. The water rising and sinking kept her calm. It gave her hope. Maybe, just maybe, she could find her brother somewhere in this awful town.
Dead or alive.
Age: 14
Movie/Show: Avatar: Last Airbender
Picture: theblueraft.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/katara1.png
Other: N/A
Personality: After losing her mother, Katara vowed to fill the void that she left. Ever since that day, Katara became more motherly. Caring for those around her, having a sense of justice, and never abndonning those who need- or needed- her. Though at times she does lose her temper and control of her tears, she's usually a calm girl who wants nothing but the best of those around her. She does have little patience with her brother, but would still be there for him.
History: After losing her mother at a young age, life changed in a drastic way for Katara. Her father and most males left, leaving the women, the elderly, and the children. Katara and Sokka were part of the children category. Losing her mother, Katara became much more like a mother should be, caring for the closest thing to a child she had. Her brother, Sokka. Years flew on by, and a meteor crashed down while her older brother was out hunting.
Ever since that day, she found out that she was a witch. The element of water. She lost her brother after that day. Having the need to find him, she went out on a journey to locate Sokka, but instead had been taken in by Gothel when the trail was getting close.
Family: Sokka~Older brother.
Father~Hakoda.
Mother is deceased.
Element: Water
Class: Witch
Allies: Sokka, TBD
Enemies: TBD
Sample Post:
Katara was hardly able to sleep that night. Her head rested on the pillow, she was tired, but the only thing she could dream about was her brother's death. What if he got himself killed out there? What if this trip was all for nothing? What if... Gothel killed him? Her hands gripped her blanket tightly. There was something weird about this place. Katara couldn't put a finger on it, but it seemed odd.
To keep from demolishing the blanket with her hands by accident, she sat up, beginning to play with the glass of water at the desk by her bed. Up. Down. Up. Down. The water rising and sinking kept her calm. It gave her hope. Maybe, just maybe, she could find her brother somewhere in this awful town.
Dead or alive.
