Blythe-done

[Serenity]

You don't even know me

• ;Name; Blythe
  
• ;Nickname; None
  
• ;Age; 20
  
• ;Gender; Female
  
• ;Species; Feline American
  
• ;Sexuality; Straight
  
• ;Birthdate; July, 4
  

Can you see past my charade

• ;Hair; Black
  
• Tail; Long, fluffy and black
  
• Ears; Fairly large, pink insides, black fur outside
  
• ;Eyes; Brown
  
• ;Skin; Even tan
  
• ;Body Type;
  
• ;Tattoos;
  
• ;Piercings; None
  
• ;Apparel; At the moment? A white spagetti-strap tanktop, black mini skirt, tan sandals, and a midnight blue jacket.
  
• ;Accessories; A black collar around her neck
  
• ;Overall; Overall: Gorgeous! Short black hair, framing a face of and angel, large black ears with a soft pink inside on either side of the top of her head.
  
  

I'm no devil, but I sure ain't an angel either

• ;Likes; Cats, music, and friends
  
• ;Dislikes;Enemies, dogs(Werecat, duh) and Werewolves
  
• ;Good Points; Detrmind, cheery, talkative
  
• ;Bad Points; Talkative, little paitience
  
• ;Fears; being thought of as a monter
  
• ;Goals; Find other Mytics
  
• ;Dreams; Being happy and having friends
  
• ;Hobbies; Singing, playing flute, songwriting
  
• ;Overall Personality; Blythe is a talkative Werecat, she fears people thinking she is a monster. Blythe simply wants a friend and someone to be nice to her.
  

The Past is never left in the past

• ;Grade in School; Out of school
  
• ;Family
  

  • ;Father; Never knew im
    
  • ;Mother; Same as dad
    
  • ;Siblings; none
    
  • ;Room Mates; ?
    

  
  
• ;Pets; None
  
• ;Home; ?
  
• ;History; Blythe was born in San Diego, she came to this town when she was 17, she passed all grades despite constant "Absencess" after losing each hat she had or tearing her skirt. She never really liked anyone after her first boyfriend was killed by a werewolf. Since then she has hated werewolves.
  

Why would you want know more

• ;Powers; ?
  
• ;Anything Else; Nothin
  

Behind The Keyboard

• ;Alias;
  
• ;Age; 12
  
• ;Rping Experience; A fair ammount
  
• ;Where did you find us; Dyzz
  
• ;Other Characters you play; Serena
  
• ;Anything else;
  
• ;Roleplay Sample;
  Blythe stood in an alley, her dark eyes glinted in the passing car headlights. She glanced around and saw a group of men coming around.
  "Hey sweety." The leader said as the others surrounded her. She glanced around her. pfft! 6 humans versus a feline american! Barely a fair fight. She looked at the leader. "Why don't you all go home and play with your dollies. I don't have time to babysit little kids right now." She sneered. The leaders face turn a shade of Crimson as he ordered his men. "Restrian the girl." As they did, Blythe stood, unfazed. The leader came up and glared at her. "These kids are just about to whoop your a**." He sneered at her. She smiled wryly. "Or not." She said. She kicked him in a certain place and then hammered him out of the alley. She tore he arms from the other men's arms and slammed two of them into a wall. She snarled just a cat like as she was and scared off the last two. She smiled. "Too easy." She said aloud as the walked off, her high heels clicking on the ground until she began walking across the leaders, who moaned in pain as the hellian went over him. Blythe kicked him again as she left. She smiled at a passing stranger, not noticeing her hat had fallen off and her tail had come out from the hiding place, showing te fact htat she truly was a cat. She smiled as two of the boys from the alley came by and saw her catlike teeth. They ran off. She rolled her eyes and walked off, hands in her pockets.