Garden of Shadows [Inactive since 28/01/2013]

[SoaringAway]

[wolfgirl56]

((I think I'm going to have to leave. I've lost interest in this roleplay. :/))

[Zarorah]

Name: Izabel Faryse (Far-ee-say)

"Hi there!  I'm Izabel!"

Nickname: Izzy, Izza

"A lot of people call me Izzy or Izza, though. Whatever floats their boat, I suppose."

Age(4 to 14): 13

"I actually turned thirteen just last week!  January 15th, to be exact."

History: Izabel was shuffled around quite a lot as a child due to her mother's almost constant travel, thanks to a job as a consultant.  As a result, she never really had a chance to make "friends," per se.  More... acquaintances that would come and go with her changing life.  She would often sit by herself at recess, reading a book like Harry Potter.  She often found herself becoming enthralled in fantasy worlds; at least, for the amount of time that she spent outside.

At home, Izzy would often stay in her room, out of her father's way.  He was a recovering alcoholic, after drinking for upwards of 20 years, and was sometimes prone to violent outbursts.  When this happened, she would just head out to the backyard, which was lined with large pine trees, and climb them for a few hours.  This would give him enough time to calm down and straighten things back up.  More or less, Izabel's childhood wasn't too bad; sure, her father had his episodes, but they never lasted long.

One day, Izzy was presented a Newfoundland puppy, whom she named Calliope, or Calli.  The pair was playing in the backyard when the puppy started barking at something in the trees.  Before Izzy could say anything, Calli had taken off into the forest, seemingly chasing after nothing.  Izzy took off after her, but by the time she had caught up, she was far from home.

"I... I don't remember much.  Just that I'm supposed to take care of Calliope here."

Personality: Izabel is shy around people that she doesn't know.  She'll look at her feet and play with her hair, yet not utter a word.  She takes a while to warm up to someone new, especially if they're older.  However, once she's warmed up to you, she'll want nothing more than to talk with you.  She can get a bit annoying because of this, but she usually picks up on it before it gets too bad.  She suffers slightly from an overactive imagination, and sometimes sees things that aren't really there...

Or are they?

Eye color: A blue-green color (more on the blue side)

Hair Color: A fiery red with lighter shades of red spread throughout

Extra: She has a five month old Newfoundland puppy named Calliope that she takes everywhere with her.  Calliope is quite friendly around other animals, even if they happen to be four times her size.   That's her ^^

[emmiere]

((  Accepted :3  ))

[Zarorah]

((Whee! ^^ Shall I just sort of hop in?))

[SoaringAway]

[[ Go right ahead~. This thread needs to get out of coma.  ^^ ]]

[Wolfie_Lover]

Hopefullyit will, Soar.))

[emmiere]

((  Sorry guys ): I'll try to post sometime today or tomorrow. I'm having major writer's block.  ))

[Wolfie_Lover]

I would post something today, besides this, but I'm kinda sick. And I've been posting stuff all day. -_- *I'm so tired*

[ShadowClasher]

[[ Eeeep. Writer's block. .__. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the roleplay. Just have no idea what to do. >.> ]]