Post by Chief Williams on Jul 18, 2013 15:48:26 GMT -7
Name: Ashley Williams
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance:
-Eye Color: Brown
-Hair Color: Black
-Skin Color: Slightly tanned
-Markings of any kind: None
-Height: 5’6”
-Body Type: Athletic
-Style: Uniform
How Intelligent: Combat ready, very tactical
Blood type: B+
Family:
-Parents: Father deceased, Mother
-Siblings: 3 sisters, Abby, Lynn, and Sarah
-Other Relatives:
Powers:
-Physical Abilities: Strong combat skills
-Magical Abilities: None
-Talents: Is poetry a talent?
Personality Description: Ashley Williams is intense and could blow your head off if you give her the chance. However, she also has a sensitive side that she lets out through poetry. Williams always had a high belief in God during life and still reguards him in the highest manner after death.
Friends: Few, all angels, still thinks of her friends in life often
Enemies: Anyone not of the angels
Love Interest: Up to RP
How Died: Chief Williams died on a mission on the planet Virmire. The enemy swarmed both her troops and the bomb site with Lieutenant Alenko. Her commanding officer only had time to rescue one of them and choice the Lieutenant, giving Williams a more poetic death and redeeming her family name.
History/Back Story/How they chose the angel side: Williams always had huge beliefs in God, thinking her father was with him after he passed. Once death took her, it only seemed natural for her to join the angels.
Sample Post:
Williams looked out over the horizon. She was waiting for another attack from those who thought God to be unjust. Who were they to decide? Life was God’s decision. He gave it to them in the first place. They were the ones who messed it up, it was not his fault. God would have accepted them with open arms. They were the ones who chose battle. She sat there ready for anything, no sneak attack going to come up on her watch. Her troops of angels often complained that the leader should not be the one staking out all day and night but she wouldn’t listen. She trusted them all but knew she was better than the rest. She had earned this position. Unlike life, she was not blacklisted. She had Commander Shepard to thank for that. Had she not died on Virmire she probably never would have gotten this chance. She knew this was right.
Every so often she would look down over the clouds and see how life was doing. She would check up on the Shepard and Alenko, making sure they were still thick as thieves. She would glance over the Citadel Council, making sure humanity still got a fair shot. Things were good down below. She didn’t know why anyone would come after God in death. She raised her weapon, feeling a change in the air. They were coming soon and she knew it.
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Appearance:
-Eye Color: Brown
-Hair Color: Black
-Skin Color: Slightly tanned
-Markings of any kind: None
-Height: 5’6”
-Body Type: Athletic
-Style: Uniform
How Intelligent: Combat ready, very tactical
Blood type: B+
Family:
-Parents: Father deceased, Mother
-Siblings: 3 sisters, Abby, Lynn, and Sarah
-Other Relatives:
Powers:
-Physical Abilities: Strong combat skills
-Magical Abilities: None
-Talents: Is poetry a talent?
Personality Description: Ashley Williams is intense and could blow your head off if you give her the chance. However, she also has a sensitive side that she lets out through poetry. Williams always had a high belief in God during life and still reguards him in the highest manner after death.
Friends: Few, all angels, still thinks of her friends in life often
Enemies: Anyone not of the angels
Love Interest: Up to RP
How Died: Chief Williams died on a mission on the planet Virmire. The enemy swarmed both her troops and the bomb site with Lieutenant Alenko. Her commanding officer only had time to rescue one of them and choice the Lieutenant, giving Williams a more poetic death and redeeming her family name.
History/Back Story/How they chose the angel side: Williams always had huge beliefs in God, thinking her father was with him after he passed. Once death took her, it only seemed natural for her to join the angels.
Sample Post:
Williams looked out over the horizon. She was waiting for another attack from those who thought God to be unjust. Who were they to decide? Life was God’s decision. He gave it to them in the first place. They were the ones who messed it up, it was not his fault. God would have accepted them with open arms. They were the ones who chose battle. She sat there ready for anything, no sneak attack going to come up on her watch. Her troops of angels often complained that the leader should not be the one staking out all day and night but she wouldn’t listen. She trusted them all but knew she was better than the rest. She had earned this position. Unlike life, she was not blacklisted. She had Commander Shepard to thank for that. Had she not died on Virmire she probably never would have gotten this chance. She knew this was right.
Every so often she would look down over the clouds and see how life was doing. She would check up on the Shepard and Alenko, making sure they were still thick as thieves. She would glance over the Citadel Council, making sure humanity still got a fair shot. Things were good down below. She didn’t know why anyone would come after God in death. She raised her weapon, feeling a change in the air. They were coming soon and she knew it.
