Post by tifa on Apr 20, 2011 2:46:48 GMT -5
Tifa Scarlett Lockhart
Today was a fairytale, you were the prince
[/color]Today was a fairytale, you were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Name[/color]: Tifa Lockhart
Age[/color]: 23
Grade[/color]: 4th Year
Gender[/color]: Female
Sexual Orientation[/color]: Heterosexual
Face Claim[/color]: Tifa Lockhart
Canon or Original[/color]: Canon
Today was a fairytale, I wore a dress
[/color]You wore a dark gray t-shirt[/font][/color]
You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess[/color] [/center]
Height:[/color] 5’5”
Weight:[/color] 135 lbs
Eyes:[/color] Reddish Brown
Hair:[/color] Dark Brown
Scars/Tattoos/Other Markings:[/color] n/a
Summary: [/color]
Tifa usually wears her hair in a loose pony tail or completely down, framing a fair face. She often wears very light make up or none at all. She stands at 5 feet and 5 inches, most of her height deriving from her legs. She’s usually seen in a white tank top and any variety of black bottoms, whether it be shorts, jeans, or skirts. Though it may not obviously appear to the naked eye, Tifa is toned under the fabrics she wears and is often underestimated.
You've got a smile that takes me to another planet
[/color]Every move you make, everything you say is right[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Likes:[/color]
Family
Friends
Martial Arts
Distractions
Drawing
Dislikes: [/color]
Snobby Attitudes
Strobing lights
The Dark
Fire
Repetitive trance music
Strengths:[/color]
Physical Prowess & Agility
Weaknesses:[/color]
Children & Her extreme care over her friends
Personality:[/color]
Tifa holds her family and friends close. Closer then she should. She adopts a motherly role in her group and even though she is 23, sometimes succumbs to weakness and acts younger than her age, resulting in reckless behavior and sporting the “I’ll live forever” attitude. She likes to drown out reality in her martial arts and drawing, which is what one would see her doing with most of her time. Her actions are often more clear then her words which usually results in her frustrations along with outside pressures of others which she often says “You’ll never gradually become an adult. You simply wake up and are one.” Tifa has trouble expressing herself to others, though she gets by just fine.
She’s quite selfless and a lot of the time doesn’t realize the lack of care she gives herself. Somewhat self destructive, Tifa is not fully aware of the trait nor proud of it.
SCHOOL ID:[/color]
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] Kingdom University | |
 | Name: Tifa Scarlett Lockhart Age: 23 Grade Level: 4th Year Residence: |
All that I can say is that it's getting so much clearer
[/color]Nothing made sense until the time I saw your face[/font][/color]
Today was a fairytale[/color] [/center]
Mother:[/color] Celine Lockhart -Deceased
Father:[/color] Anders Lockhart -Deceased
Siblings:[/color] Only Child
History: [/color]
Tifa lived a pretty standard life up until the age of 8, which isn’t something she likes to admit. When she turned 8 years old, her mother passed away from an illness. In her young mind, she assumed she would be able to see her mother again if she were to make a trek through a mountainous terrain. She ventured on her little journey only to get seriously injured at a rickety bridge which fell apart, sending the young Tifa down to the ground below. Upon impact, she was sent into a coma for a time. Her father tended to her while in this state and after awhile she came to.
At the age of 14, Tifa’s father was murdered by a visitor in her hometown. Still impressionable, Tifa was sent into a rage, attempting to attack her fathers murderer only to be injured herself. She doesn’t remember a face, doesn’t remember the whole event in general but she next remembered being taken to a hospital and then to an orphanage by her martial art trainer. Tifa hoped from foster home to foster home until the age of 18 where she gained many scholarships to attend the University she is still attending today.
Time slows down whenever you're around
[/color]I can feel my heart, it's beating in my chest[/font][/color]
Did you feel it?[/color] [/center]
Your Name:[/color] Emily
How Did You Find Us?[/color] Advertisement on Kingdoms Unleashed
Play Any Other Characters?[/color] Nope
Contact Info:[/color] e.lopez3092@Gmail.com
RP SAMPLE:[/color]
Red hinted hues gazed out the window of the moving vehicle, water droplets hitting the glass pane and blowing off to the side. Tifa sat in the back of the car, legs bent at the knee with her arms resting on top of them. The driver hummed to himself, his fat fingers thudding against the steering wheel with what seemed to be a rhythm of some sort but Tifa couldn’t figure out the song he was entertaining himself with. The young teen put her forehead against the glass, her breath fogging the area where her lips were. Her gaze flicked to the clouded spot, bringing a finger to idly draw circles within it.
”You got all your stuff right?”
The overweight man at the steering wheel looked into the rear view mirror, his drooping eyes on her. Tifa returned the gaze, her finger freezing mid circle. His voice was either extremely encouraging or really eager for her to leave the car. The brunette nodded silently. This seemed satisfying enough for him as his eyes moved away from her and on the road again. The man driving the car was her most recent foster father, a rich man in stock marketing who refused to hand over a single dollar in her account. He wasn’t her worst foster father, but he was the cheapest. Tifa looked down at her knees, bringing her legs off the car seat and planting her feet to the floor. It was her first year at Kingdom University and she found herself to be the opposite of nervous. She was relieved.
”Alright, we’re here. Get your stuff and uh… have fun.”
The brunette lifted her eyes to look out the window, the rain making it somewhat hard to see the university clearly. Tifa hesitantly reached for the door handle, expecting something more to come from the man that had taken somewhat care of her for the passed year or so but after a few moments of silence, she realized that her expectations were too grand. ”Bye.” She exited the car, jogging to the trunk that was already unlocked for her to grab her bag, a hand over her head to shield what little rain from her person as she could and slammed it closed. The moment the trunk door was set in place, Tifa couldn’t remember another time when she heard the screech of her foster fathers tires be so loud as it did when he peeled out of the campus.
But can you feel this magic in the air?
[/color]It must've been the way you kissed me[/font][/color]
Fell in love when I saw you standing there[/color] [/center]
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