Maria wrote:Life can be tough... But if you don't keep going, you'll be stuck there forever!
Maria Anadoré Vasquez
Rank: I am a Teenager/Young adult
Wanted rank: I hope I live long enough to be an Adult
Age: I am 16 years old. What? Answer in moons? What are moons? Months? Oh, umm, I believe 195? Months? Or moons, I'm sorry.
Gender:I am a girl
History: Well, I've never really known my parents, since they both died in a fire when I was 4. I was the lone survivor of the fire, because I had been playing outside at the time, on a swing set. None of my pets survived either. Worried and curious, I had crawled towards the house. But when I got inside it was not the happy, exciting scene my 4-year-old self was expecting. Not sure what to do, I started crying. And I just sat there. Until a burning chunk of wood fell on my leg. I was lucky to have escaped with my life, and just a scar on my leg that day. For the next 8 years, I lived with my Papa, and Abuela, by SeaPort, and attended school there at the local Middle School. Then, one night my Grandpa died of a Seizure. We were watching a movie together, and he went to get more popcorn for Abuela and me. Then we heard a THUMP. We rushed into the kitchen. We checked for a pulse, but he had a small, very weak one. By the time the ambulance arrived, the little pulse he did have, was gone.The next 5 and a half weeks were terrible. Abuela would cry if I said anything at all because everything reminded her of Papa. I tried not to cry when I was around her, because I had to stay strong. But it was hard. I switched schools a total of three times, and Abuela finally settled to life without Papa in a Town called WestWay. She enrolled me in a Private school there, and I tried hard. She was finally no longer grieving but we had barely any money left. So I took up a job at the local cafe, which got me just enough money to pay for my tuition. Abuela started selling baked goods too, so we would have money to buy food and clothing, and to pay or electricity and heating. But I barely had any money, so I was often known as "That poor kid" At my school. Most kids at my school are prestigious and rich. I don't really have any friends either... So, onto the point. Why did I end up stranded on this island? Well, the ecology club was sponsoring a trip to the Galapagos Islands... I was excited, I could catch up on my photography, and the fee was only 5$! Well, then once everyone was on the ship, things took a turn for the worse, A hOrRiBlE Storm came up, and we crashed, definitely not on the Galapagos islands... So far I noticed, only 5 other people survived, and a cat is living on this island.
What I brought: I brought My camera, which is luckily still intact after the crash, A journal, and My kitten, Puff. I rescued her from a toxic drain pipe about a month ago. I carry all these things in a small hand bag.
Hobbies: Photography, Helping sick animals, Photography, Ecology club, Did I mention photography?
Kin: Do you mean family? Well... My dad and mom are dead, and my Papa. So technically Abuela, my Grandmother, is my only living relative.
Mate: What do you mean by this???
Crush: I kind of like Vance... But he's so rude! I wish he would be a little kinder...
Kits: Umm, I'm not a cat... And I am waaaaaay too young to have kids.
+ traits: Kind, Great at photography, Optimistic, Gentle, Calm, Smart
- traits: Shy, Oblivious, Not very physically strong, Kind of a nerd at her school, Poor.
Future names: Umm, I don't think my name is ever going to change... (Or so she thinks...)
Past names: I've always been Maria Anadoré Vasquez, and I always will!
Other: You ask some strange questions...
More:
Scent: Uhh, that's a strange question... I guess I kind of smell like, *sniff sniff* Cookies?
ThemeSong: Well, my favorite song is "Wait and see" So I guess that makes it my Theme song?
Request for a specific mentor or apprentice: What on earth are you talking about?
Eye color: Chocolate Brown. That's what my dad called it...Before he died.
Fur color: Umm, Do you mean hair? I have Dark brown hair.
Breed of cat: I am not a cat! But I am Caucasian. If you mean my race.
Battle marks/scars/injuries: Umm, I have a large scar on my left knee from the fire when I was 3.
Major disabilities (Deaf, mute, blind, can't walk...): Nope! And I'm lucky!
Favorite type of prey: Ummm, I'm confused... My favorite food is Macaroni and Cheese. And I'm vegetarian.
Hunting: 0/10 (No! I absolutely despise hunters, especially when it is only for game. )
Swimming: 5/10 (I took a few swim classes at my private school, but I wasn't very good...)
Fighting: 0/10 (I refuse to fight! I find it time consuming, and a waste of energy, and not to mention, pointless!)
Healing: 10/10 (I take care of animals I find that are injured. I want to be a veterinarian some day! Or a photographer.)
Belief in StarClan: 0/10 (What do you mean? I am Christian.)
Loyalty: 10/10 (I'm loyal, to many things.)
Speed: 9/10 (I'm in track, and usually come in first or second in the meets.)
Agility: 9/10 (I'm in track, and usually come in first or second in the meets.)
Climbing: 4/10 (I have pretty weak arms, and usually fall off the rock wall during P.E.)
Intelligence: 10/10 (I'm in all AP and College courses at my school.)
