Post by Laula Henderson on Aug 8, 2009 13:14:26 GMT -5
T.N.T. I'm Dynamite
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.T.N.T. And I'll win the fight.
Name: Laula Henderson
Age: 13
Race: Human
Side: good
T.N.T. I'm a power-load
History: Laula Henderson was named based off her mother’s nickname. Her mother’s name is Layla, which resulted in the pet name from her friends, which resulted in Laula’s name. Laula grew up in a ‘complete’ home, aka mom, dad, and one kid, which was Laula herself. With so much attention, she excelled and began to look out being, curious. Things couldn’t keep her attention and her mind processed things at a brilliant speed. She could keep up and when she finally entered kindergarten, she was at a second-grade reading level and quickly rising.
By the time she was seven, she could read Tom Sawyer without being confused. She worked quickly and was able to quickly understand things. With that, at age eight, she skipped a grade into fourth grade, and remained that way, not even falling behind.
She is now a 13-year-old Freshman in Tranquility High School. She is entirely too curious to have a self-preservation instinct (so, yes, she would approach a Decepticon because she would be wondering about him and forget that canon pointed towards her would obliterate her in less then a second).
She is extremely smart, but also easily distracted. If you want to get her off a line of questioning, just give her something else to be curious of, which is what her parents do, especially her father, who works for the government (as in NEST...yes I became specific).
Likes: her family, her friends, being curious, hugs (and hugging things), high places, running around, being excited, giant robots, almost anything in this universe, trying new things, and learning
Dislikes: being kept in the dark, the fact she’s easily distracted, that she skipped a grade, the fact that (as of this point) she has no friends
Fears: losing her family
Weapons:
T.N.T. Watch me Explode
Sample RP: Laula smiled brightly as she ran through the hallways of the highschool, enjoying life. She squealed loudly as she rushed through, her back pack bouncing against her back, her brown curly hair falling from her behind her headband. It was only curly because her mother had curled it and her hair held onto curl extremely well.
Her warm, dark, eyes, searched for anyone to hang out with and she stopped running. She shifted slightly and slumped a little before getting distracted and running off again. Sometimes, her distraction-bent personality was a blessing.
Custom Title: Genius in Making
How did you find us: Carwen, Leo, TempBee, and Nightracer
RP Experience: years
Password: Transform and Roll Out…oh! Look! A giant robot![/center]
Credit where credit is due! This app was created by Ciel of Look To The Horizon.
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