Post by promisememywings on Sept 11, 2009 2:25:43 GMT -5
Name:
Trinity Bartek. Nothing more.
Age:
I've been around for 19 years.
Sex:
Female of course.
Sexual Orientation:
Men are my type.
Ethnic Origins:
I'm a Polish/ American mutt.
Family:
I have a mother by the name of Cerulean Hazard that I can only guess to be 41 years of age and of American decent. Where, or whether if, she lingers now, I haven't the faintest idea. She hasn't been in family photos for years now.
But my loving Polish father has been by my side since day one. He goes by the name of Artur Bartek and is 45 years young. As of now he resides in SnowPoint City, the town that we had both grown to love since moving there from Pastoria City.
Birthplace:
I was born in Pastoria City, but at the age of 16 my father gathered up our things and swept me away to Snowpoint City.
Ambition:
What dream am I chasing now? Simply to survive my past while striving to be the best trainer out there.
It was all simple words,
Playful at best.
Eyes:
So you noticed the color? Ocean green suits me very well if you ask me; not that you did.
Hair:
Like the coon tails? It took me well over six years of fighting off hair-tugging boys and cut-throat stylists to get them this long, and I take great pride in them. It's quite unusual, really, that the color of it for now is my natural roots. During the past few years, it has been every color under the friggin rainbow; from electric blue to a deep crimson. Though, there's nothing like getting back to the basics.
Piercings:
Yeah, I have quite a few, but you probably can't see most of them from my hair and clothes. I have at least 12 all together for my ears; six on each side. Each one is has a slick silver shine to it along with cravings of ancient symbols. Whatever the symbols may mean, I couldn't tell you. I found them in my mother's jewelry box many years ago while she was out to do some odd job and they've been in my possession ever since. As for my other piercings, I have a hooped eye-brow ring, a mon-roe piercing, and a silver lip ring.
Body:
Best way to go around this, I suppose, is to start off with my height and weight. I'm 5'4 along the latest pencil mark against my doorframe, and from the last reading of my scale read that I was 118 pounds. My skin is of smooth magnolia. My figure is not one to drool over or envy, but it does have a good amount of curves in all the right places. And as for my entire structure, in a nutshell, I resemble a ballet dancer; willowy and graceful.
Cloths:
For my shirt: you can plainly see in my picture.
For my pants: Skinny Jeans
For my shoes: Ballet shoes
Right away we fell into each other
Head first.
Personality:
I suppose now would be the best time to give a little forewarning. I was born with a somewhat common disorder that hurts not only me, but the others around me. My mood swings whichever way it desires to be at the moment and my attitude towards people changes from things simple as the wind blowing in a different direction. This, I call this hell, but the proper term for it would be Bipolar. It’s something that I still haven’t been able to control completely, but after years of living with it I’ve learned how to cope and handle my more raw swings.
Though, I do have a few stable traits.
Vindictive:
I’m definitely not one to tempt with.
Warm:
I never have a crude thing to say unless you give me a reason.
Spontaneous :
I rarely have a plan for anything; be it where I’m going, what I’m doing, or even what I have to say.
Faithful :
Once I learn to trust someone, you can bet I’ll always have their back.
Stubborn :
You have little to no luck trying to change my views on the world. Once my mind is made up, there’s no turning back.
Fierce :
I have a heart burning with the fire of passion, so you best believe that I’ll dive into anything without paying attention to the shallow sign; whether it comes to battles, survival, or love.
There is so much more I could tell, but I’m afraid I’ll have to digress. Basically, in a nutshell, I’m someone that would make a great companion or a hell of a rival.
Little did we know that it planted something
That would tear us apart.
Exerts from my life :
Age 8