Post by shea melanthe duff on Aug 11, 2009 19:18:20 GMT -8
``SHEA MELANTHE DUFF
Got a secret, can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save.
Better lock it in your pocket, taking this one to the grave.
If I show you, then I know you won't tell what I say.
'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.
The christened me Mary and I’ve fought through Sixteen summers. They say I’m short, mentally-ill, weird and I’m not planning to change any time soon. I read carefully and I have found that the magic words are admin edit. Many masks hang upon my castle wall, but I hide behind Aithne Endellion, Les Alistair, and now Shea<3 and I’ve been playing this game of Risk for six years and people say I’m d*** good at it.
♠ ♠ deep in the h e a r t l a n d ♠ ♠
[/color]>> Born in Sceith, raised in Ireland.
Nickname(s) >> None.
Age>> Eighteen.
Gender>> Female.
Date of Birth>> October 31st.
Kingdom
Social Class>> Low-class.
Occupation[/color]>> Fortune-teller.
Religion>> Unsure, but just says that she's Roman Catholic.
Race>> Human.
Martial Status>> Single.
Sexuality[/color]>> Heterosexual.
Face Claim>> Michelle Trachtenberg.
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♠ ♠ we stand like b r o t h e r s ♠ ♠
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FAMILY>> Shea has good relations with her family. Even though her parents are separated, she doesn't blame anyone. She believes that love can come and go, no matter how painful. Though, her relationship with her half brother is strained, because he thinks she's evil and a witch.
Father >> Simon McGerthin.
Mother>> Penelope Duff.
Siblings>> James McGerthin (younger half brother, seventeen).
Extended Family
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♠ ♠ raggle taggle g y p s y - o ♠ ♠
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WEIRD QUIET BLUNT STINGY SELFISH
FULL PERSONALITY>> To be blunt, Shea is rather paranoid, but not to the point where she‘s afraid. She believes in ghosts and the supernatural, even immortality. She used to be haunted by it, so she just turned to it. Being a sensitive, she was able to see flashes of the future, but when she would either warn a person or even ask if they would like their fortune to be told, they would push her away and call her a witch. But, the future is suggestive, and it always changes. Shea likes to try to communicate with the dead, and often times it works, but it's always vague.
In no way is Shea a witch, even she is quite fearful of them (if they threaten to cast a spell on her). Often you might see her sitting, even in the rain, just meditating, to check if she can see anything. If you bother her while she is in a vision, even if she is doing it for you, she will get rather angry and might blow up in front of you. Shea is, also, rather selfish and often wants and thinks she needs what she cannot have. She often finds herself envying the rich and royal, because they live pleasant money-filled life while most of their subjects wither away.
Her usual personality is nice, yet mysterious. She can be very rude, persistently blunt, and notably courageous, even if it means certain death to her. Sometimes her personality can appear drab, like she doesn’t care about anything. Nonchalant, you may say. The only thing she really cares about is her visions, the dead, and alcohol. She usually doesn’t drink to the point where she’s fully intoxicated, but probably buzzed. But who really knows what happens after that point?
Usually her personality may attract few men, but she never accepts any offers by them, marriage or not. Shea considers herself "unobtainable," and she doesn't like the idea of needing a man to protect her. Sure, being protected is always nice, but forever? She wishes to learn and fight on her own. She also uses her toned body as a weapon sometimes if needed. Do not be confused though, she is not that great of a fighter, but she is rather physically strong.
Strengths >>
- Her sensitivity to the future.
- Arguing.
- Keeping her composure, unless provoked multiple times.
- Communicator for the dead.
- Her strong body.
Flaws>>- Considers herself “unobtainable.”
- Her selfishness.
- Is quick to jump to conclusions.
- Is not a good fighter.
- Can be a little “too” honest around people whom she doesn't know.
Likes
[/li][li] Cemeteries.
[/li][li] Ghosts.
[/li][li] Visions.
[/li][li] Presents.
[/li][li] Rain.
Dislikes[/color]>>
[/li][li] Needles.
[/li][li] People obsessed with love.
[/li][li] Too much noise.
[/li][li] Humid weather.
[/li][li] Closed-minded people.[/li][/ul]
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♠ ♠ shoulder to s h o u l d e r ♠ ♠
[/color]>> One-hundred and fifteen pounds.
APPEARANCE>> The first thing you will notice about Shea is that she has a nice, toned body and is not afraid to show it off. Her height reaches only to five feet and five inches, but her body somehow looks long and lean. Her heart-shaped face adds some kind of beauty to her. Her skin is a nice light peach color, but often looks pale in winter. Her eyes are a medium blue color; her black, long eyelashes brush her cheeks every time she blinks. Her deep brown, thick wavy locks bounce past her shoulders; her hair usually smells like fresh flowers or scented oils.
Other than her intense blue eyes and nice face shape, Shea is considered rather plain. Her finger nails are always short, and so are her toe nails. She doesn't have a really 'curvy' figure, unless she's wearing something particularly revealing or tight.
Hair >> Pale blonde.
Eyes>> Blue.
Height>> Five feet and five inches.
Weight
Skin Tone[/color]>> Light peach.
Body Type[/color]>> Toned, lean.
Distinguishing Marks[/color]>> None.
Clothing[/color]>> Shea’s clothing consists of the colors red, black, and grey. She usually wears a long, deep-colored tunics with a pair of Moccasin-like, tan shoes all year round (when it’s colder, she’ll wear light colored pants underneath). The tunic(s) have a long, horizontal cut in them along the belly, which exposes her toned stomach and belly button. Shea will tie her hair up into weird or bizzare fashions, which is common to see.
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♠ ♠ forever ireland's c a l l ♠ ♠
FULL HISTORY>> It was a dark night, and her parents were coming back from the kingdom of Soar. Her mother, Penelope was pregnant with a baby girl, and was expecting soon. They were traveling through Sceith, when her mother suddenly went into labor, even though she was due in a few weeks. The contractions were horrible, and within an hour, Shea was born.
They went back to Ireland with their new baby girl. Shea was raised by her two parents until the age of two, when her parents suddenly separated. Her mother never told her, but her father was cheating on her with another woman. Her mother kept it a secret from everyone, and soon Shea's father married another woman and had her half brother, James.
Shea was raised only by her mother, for her mother never got remarried, and occasionally Shea would visit her father and half brother. It was when she was fifteen that she was "touched" by something supernatural, and became fully sensitive to the paranormal around her. After a few more years, she began to receive visions of the future, but her mother said this visions were often inaccurate, though most of the time they weren‘t. Shea still lives with her mother, because she is unmarried with no place to go. Her mother doesn't mind, but wishes that Shea would open her heart so that she could love a man. Will that ever happen? Ha -- you’ve got to be joking!
National Heritage >> Irish.
Accent>> Shea has a light Irish accent.
Languages Spoken>> Mostly English.
Other>> None.
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♠ ♠ caledonia, you're calling m e ♠ ♠
Role Playing Sample>> It was a nice cool, crisp day. It wasn't too hot nor too cold, the wind was blowing at a lukewarm temperature, and there sat Shea on a large boulder, with her eyes closed. She felt the energy around her, feeling it move around her body. But, even though the place felt peaceful, there was something telling her that nothing was what it seemed.
The day turned into sunset, and she place quickly became eerie. "Who are you...?" she whispered out loud. No answer came so she repeated herself in the same tone, "...who are you?" Just then, a sudden wind caught her hair, and then it disappeared. "So you wish not to be known," she spoke calmly. Usually, if any other person were around, they'd think that she were crazy.
But no one was around, other than the energy that circled around her. Her breeze would pick up and die back down again mysteriously. The spirit seemed friendly, and with that thought, a small smile lit up Shea’s face.
Credits
This application was made by The Infamous Peregrine (me) on Swords of Speirling. The lyrics were taken from Celtic Thunder's Heartland, Raggle Taggle Gypsy-o, Ireland's Call and Caledonia. Do not steal.
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