Assasin Rule. {An Assasin RP.} [Open!!]

[LikeABoss..]

(ok I guess we can start and then maybe other people will join)

[WildWhiskeyTales]

(Sounds good.;D )

[Simon-Says]

(alright, where do we start?)

[LikeABoss..]

(here I guess. I'll try to make the first post but JCgirl may want to do that)

[WildWhiskeyTales]

(I'm fine with anyone starting. But since I'm posting now I'll start. Lol)

Cassandra walked over to the punching arena and started punching the bag. Her arm had been hurting last time she did this excercise and she wanted to make sure it was healed now.

[belle.]

{{ F o r m }}
Name:
Coraline Jones.
Nickname:
Stitches.
Age:
Nineteen.
Gender:
Female.
Rank:
Newbred Assassin.
Personality:
Stitches is a cold girl; there's no other way to put it. Coraline generally comes off as an
antisocial person, she has a very hostile personality and a 'take no prisoners' attitude
towards life; making her one of the better assassins emotionally. Stitches is very straight
to the point; no sugar-coating, she tells it like it is. She is also fairy cocky.
History:
"..That's a little personal.. You don't want to go there."
Looks:
x
Coraline is a small girl; standing short and thin. However, the girl doesn't let this disadvantage
her at all. Coraline is extremely flexible and also stealthy; using her size to her advantage.
Stitches has fox-red hair and green eyes, making her somewhat pretty; somewhat a waste as
she isn't exactly the most appealing person on an emotional level.
Special Talents:
"Stealth, speed and aim.."
Fears:
The Ocean or large bodies of water in general. Growing old.
Theme Song:
Paramore :: Monster

[LikeABoss..]

(accepted. You can start)

[belle.]

{{ C o r a l i n e :: S t i t c h e s }}

Coraline let out a low sigh as she wandered along; gaze set straight ahead. The girl had her hand slid inside the pockets of her jeans as she walked along the corridor; making a point to stride straight through the middle. Stitches gaze faltered only to shoot a glance over her shoulder, quickly scanning the area for others; others that weren't currently present.

[Thanks C:]

[LikeABoss..]

Death came walking in. He saw his second in command practicing. He saw another girl. Probably a newbie. He smirked on the inside. Death didn't show any emotion. That was like asking a tiger to become a zebra. He sighed and walked to yr other side of the gym.

[belle.]

{{ C o r a l i n e :: S t i t c h e s }}

Coraline caught Death' stare, holding it only for a second before looking away. Coraline moved her gaze back in front of her, Mental note: He doesn't look like one to mess with. The girl thought to herself, a smile tugging at the side of her mouth; Coraline wasn't easily intimidated by anyone, and this man was no exception.