Post by Callie Petros on May 27, 2014 0:39:57 GMT -8
CALLISTO SARA PETROS
Wherever she walks
She'll be captivating all the men
Don't look in her eyes
You might fall and find the love of your life heavenly
You want to know 'bout me?
* Full Name: Callisto Sara Petros; Callie for short
* Age: Nineteen
* Gender: Female
* Species: Human
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* Sexuality: Hetro
* What region would you like to live in? Eryxian
Well, I think I'm Sexy.
* Eyes: Blue
* Hair: Blonde
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* Distinguishing Features: Dimples on her cheeks
* Play By: Claire Holt
* Personality: Callie, at a first glance, can look like a sweetheart. She's always smiling and looking around, her blue eyes taking in everything. She is this very feminine, dainty thing who loves to put flowers in her hair and jump at the sight of bugs. Giggling and all that girly stuff are 'becoming of her' according to her father. But Callie, once she opens her mouth, doesn't speak like the little sweetheart people think she is. She doesn't talk foul or say things that disgust people, its just that she thinks she's a bit stuck up and doesn't filter out her opinions when speaking. Though, when she does cross certain lines, even she knows when she claim defeat and apologize; not that she enjoys doing so.
Flirting is Callie's favorite thing to do. A bat of her eye lashes, swirl of her skirt, twirling her hair in her fingers; the whole deal to get the attention of whichever male she has set her sights on. Callie's never actually had sex, she knows her father would kill her if she did, but that doesn't mean she hasn't done other things. Next to flirting, Callie loves to kiss and if she can say so, and every boy she's kissed, she is actually pretty good at it.
The Rest Might Be A Blur.
* What do you look for in a spouse? Someone who can take care of me and provide for me. I understand someday I'll have to play the part of the housewife, but I still expect to be dotted upon and given pretty gifts.
* Likes: Swimming, flowers, secret kisses, flirting, sewing, the ocean
* Dislikes: Cleaning, getting chastised, people who talk too much, being bossed around
* What color hair and eyes would you prefer? As long as their face is attractive, I'm not picky with the hair framing it or the eyes set in it.
* Turn-ons and offs: My mother says I have too many turn ons for a girl, well, at least for a single girl. I mean, just walking from the shore to my home could get me turned on, you know, because the ocean is so very pretty. But for turn offs, well, I hate too much talking; that's my big one. Next would be know it alls, I can't stand them.
The Rest Might Be A Blur.
* Family: Only child to Theron and Eirene Petros
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* Pets: A black kitten named Theo
* Anything Else:
* History: Callie has always lived a very simple life. She was the only child born to her parents and while they didn't have much, they very much dotted upon their little girl. Her father would always bring her flowers each day he came home and her mother would spend endless amount of time playing with her daughters long blonde hair. The pampering presented to her by her parents often led to Callie not getting along with the other girls her age. But just because she didn't get along with the girls, didn't mean she didn't get along with the boys. Callie didn't go run off and spread her legs for any boys, but she became pretty well known for having locked lips with quite a few boys in her region. No matter how much her father yelled and smacked Callie for her less than appropriate behavior, the girl didn't stop; even though she promised her parents she would.
Currently, Callie is more discreet in her doings. She's prone to sneaking out when her parents are asleep to share a few kisses with her fling of the moment. But when her mother and father are awake, Callie is often glued to one of their sides. Most days are spent with her mother, either sewing or learning how to cook; her mother is working on getting her to clean, but Callie isn't too keen on getting her hands all dirty. Time spent with her father though is out in the ocean, swimming and munching on a variety of fruits. Callie treasures the time spent with her father above all.
Time to see, the real me.
* Name: Manda
* Age: 22
* Where did you hear about us?: Support
* Rp Sample:
Callie hated the days her father brought fish back. Sure she loved fish, it was delicious, especially the way that her mother cooked it up. But the smell of it and the mess it left in their home was not one that she enjoyed. Then to make matters worse, her mother and father decided she was the one who would be cleaning up; according to them, her cleaning skills were less than what was expected. She hated that she was expected to have to clean house, along with cook and sew. Really, it annoyed her and that annoyance had been visible the whole time she had been cleaning up the mess left behind by the fish.
When she had finally finished, Callie stormed from their home, in one of her loud huffs that earned some grunted laugh from her father. Her blue eyes couldn't help but roll as she stomped her way down to the beach. They thought it was so funny; sometimes she just wanted to yell at her parents. Though the last time that had happened, she'd earned a smack across her face. Just the thought of that happening again made her shiver slightly. She didn't think back long on that moment though, because before she knew it, the beach was right in front of her.
She smiled at the sight, her dimples showing on her cheeks, and spend up her pace, holding her skirt up slightly as she moved. Right away, the blonde went for the water, letting her skirt fall as she wadded into the water, not caring that the bottom of her dress was now soaked. Callie leaned down slightly, brushing her hands across the water, a content smile on her face as she let her annoyance at having had to clean slip away. Goodness, she loved the ocean, it always made her feel calm.
When she had finally finished, Callie stormed from their home, in one of her loud huffs that earned some grunted laugh from her father. Her blue eyes couldn't help but roll as she stomped her way down to the beach. They thought it was so funny; sometimes she just wanted to yell at her parents. Though the last time that had happened, she'd earned a smack across her face. Just the thought of that happening again made her shiver slightly. She didn't think back long on that moment though, because before she knew it, the beach was right in front of her.
She smiled at the sight, her dimples showing on her cheeks, and spend up her pace, holding her skirt up slightly as she moved. Right away, the blonde went for the water, letting her skirt fall as she wadded into the water, not caring that the bottom of her dress was now soaked. Callie leaned down slightly, brushing her hands across the water, a content smile on her face as she let her annoyance at having had to clean slip away. Goodness, she loved the ocean, it always made her feel calm.
The credits YO!.
This was all made by Cvdude86, You steal, I will hunt you down, and fucking beat you to the ground.