Veranna Engelica, wanderer (WIP)

Name: Veranna Miso Engelica
Age: 15
Gender: Female
District/Area: Wanderer
Appearance:

So...I'm just going to follow a how-to for this, because I feel this is going to have about as much shape as a wet rag if I don't. With that said, I will show you the..*ahem* "wonders" Of my bio.*cough cough*

So, it looks like I'm starting with skin. Well, her skin was a, slightly tanned color. But, it's getting darker as the days go by. It's usually red and peeling nowadays, from the harsh sunlight of the islands. She absolutely hates these, but doesn't let on about it. Her skin has a few minor out breaks of acne, but she keeps herself relatively clean, using the fresh water streams that run through her favorite island. Several small scars from shark bites stand out on her legs, but her skin's tanning so much recently, it's almost the same color as the rest of her.

Her hair goes down to the bottom of her neck, where there is a ragged, badly cut line. She used to have it half way down her back, but the island heat was too much for that. One day, she just took a knife and cut it off there. It's wavy, as much as short hair can be, and hard to get tangled. It's very slippery, and impossible to arrange without hair products. The color is a fiery red, with orange highlights. All together, her hair looks like a bonfire on top of her head, signaling to others. But, this is dangerous for Veranna, living life like she does, so, she uses mud to cover it up, and makes it brown.

Her eyes are a dull, brown color. People always call them 'cow eyes', because that's what they look like. (duh) They are large and round, though slightly angled on her face. Her eyelids are thin, and papery. The faint memory he has of her mother, gives her the feeling that she inherited those from her. Her father may have had them too, but, she doesn't know. Her eyelashes are long, and quite luxurious. They span out like feathers from her eyes, shielding them from the harsh sunlight.

[/size][/color]Personality:

Veranna spends most of her time in the oceanic islands, where no one else can harm her. She craves social activity, but rarely sees other human beings on her island. And indeed, it it her island, where she had decided to make her home for many months. Her good looks would attract a lot of attention in the districts, but not in the wild, not where she lives her life. If she can find a boy, she's a hopeless romantic, and gobbles up every word they say- as you can tell, she's also gullible.

Distrustful of anyone until she gets to know them, her eyes always flit about, as if a tiger could spring at her any second- which it very well could. She tends to shuffle her feet when she gets, nervous, which many people find distracting and annoying, but it's a habit. Some people think that she tries to be anti-social. They're right. Veranna picked an island as far away from others as she could, so that she could avoid the awkward social situations that came up in other's lifes. Her motto for living is, 'Let them deal with it.' That's basically her attitude towards life. Let someone else take care of their own problems.

Veranna is independent, and a strong leader, though somewhat bossy. Some people might think that she enjoyed leading people, which she does not. It's a necessity sometimes, right? She's got a huge ego, because she alone feeds herself, and has a high self-esteem, which is somewhat abnormal for girls her age. She'd be willing to step into any argument as long as she could end it immediately. For the most part, she just sticks to the shadows, or the sun- wherever there are not people.

You'll never get Veranna to admit it, but under her confidence, is a teenager who shouldn't be alone in all her life. Sometimes, her resolve to survive falters, and she goes into her own world, one without food, water, and sleep. She has always found a way to rouse herself from these periods of depression, but someday, she might not. She's a vicious hunter, fast and deadly, though not necessarily silent. She runs towards her meal and hits it on the head with a rock. Yeah.

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History:

Born to District 4, Veranna has always felt an acute bond to the ocean and all of it's inhabitants. Her father had been killed by peacekeepers when she was a toddler, so she doesn't really miss, or remember him. Her mother on the other hand, was a tall, slim lady who spent plenty of time with her daughter, perhaps trying to make up for her lack of father. Either way, Veranna never wanted to leave her mother, who knew her better than anyone else in the world- her insecurities, her strengths, and all of her child hood memories. But she became sick with a terrible case of pneumonia, and became bedridden. Veranna couldn't bear to see her mother like that, so she left a note, and ran away one rainy day. One runaway 13 year old against the world.

When she arrived in the islands, it took her several months to find just the right island for her, the one she's on now.
[Codeword: odair
Comments/Other:

This is, in fact, a character I based on a song. So, I've decided to model my character here after the writer of the song, Rachel. I'm going to try not to ramble about it, but I will give you the address. www.youtube.com/watch?v=5I9XkHgveyg&feature=channel_video_title