Post by Saoirse Moran on Nov 28, 2015 13:48:40 GMT -5
Name: Saoirse (sheer - sha) Moran
Age: 16
Appearance: Saoirse is a young Irish gal, yet bit rough around the edges. With piercing green emeralds for eyes and sprinkled with freckles just below the eyes, she's bit of a tomboy. By no means is she considered to be "ladylike" and often get in scraps with other people, particularly the ones she absolutely loathes. She usually dresses like a man, and tends to keep her wild brown tresses somewhat controlled with a messy ponytail. For her school uniform, she normally wears a sweater over her top and snugged track pants. [fc: Sailor Jupiter (Makoto Kino) - Sailor Moon]
Height: 1.6 metres
Weight: 61 kg
Talent: Traceur (freerunner)
Grade/Year: 2
Personality: Saoirse is a true wild child, raised in the rural landscape of Duncormick. Witty and carefree, she isn't troubled with menial things like most folks, solely caring on what's her next meal or how much money she nicked. The girl is a natural thief with a uncanny sleight of hand, which makes her troublesome to begin with. Also, she's a bit of a hot-head and often opinionated on practically everything, making most people despise her and her chosen lifestyle as a vagabond.
History: Born in Ireland, Saoirse was the third child of triplets by her mother and father; Colleen and Rhys Moran. Her brother, Eoin and sister, Caitlin were natural two peas in a pod, whilst Saoirse was the black sheep of the family. Of course, all three of them were miscreants and often snatched things that weren't theirs to begin, but the blame was always laid upon Saoirse. To her, Eoin and Caitlin were a godsend to her parents, thus making her insignificant. She got the extra chores, the extra schoolwork and the extra scoldings. So, what's a better way to endure all that nonsense than to make off into the town, spending a great deal by her lonesome. However, she wasn't entirely alone since her siblings would naturally follow and being the not-so-babied child, Saoirse was tough as nails, finishing Eoin's fights. This went on for some time as Saoirse naturally defended her brother and sister, getting bruises and cuts and of course, getting yelled at. She didn't care so much about the latter.
By her early teens, Saoirse was a roguish one, going to places she wasn't suppose to be or being escorted home by the police. This was a normal occurrence, leading to a great deal of stamina and charm. Most of the time, she fast-talked her way out of the hands of the boys in blue and sped off with such tenacity. She could vault over rails, flip off buildings or even climb walls. Many folks said had one strong heart, but feared she was going nowhere. The girl got bored of school and skipped it every chance she got and headed to Dublin for some "freetime" of her own, freerunning.
For every trip in Dublin, the young one often raced against other freerunners, just for sport. It pushed her boundaries and often was amused about how sore the losers got. Time and time again, she ran against some pretty big names, putting some hefty cash her way on the side. It was a good way to make some dough, but the real prize was beating kids as a girl. She wouldn't let them down on it and it did raise some interest in her raw skill. A few athletes, elite traceurs, decided to take her up in a group and trained with her. At first, she declined because of her pride, but gradually came around when she got too many trips to the clinic from untimely jumps and broken toes. The group helped sharpen her skill, helping with her stride and exercises. Later on, when she was good enough, she participated in a few competitions in the country. Saoirse ate, trained and rode back home, repeating the regiment often to the point where her parents thought she was doing something bad. Little did they know, their little one was a star waiting to shine.
The day came for her first international compete in London, wherein she won and lost her first place standing due to her unruly behaviour and fight with other contestants. She was the talk of the month, noting her honed skill at parkour and abrasive attitude in the end results. Furthermore, she was subsequently banned from future participation for alleged aggravated assault on a judge and stating competition was a sad attempt to ridicule an otherwise, amazing skill. The people loved her back home, while her so-called teammates hated her for her betrayal, thus making it her mission to become way more important than any of them or their sponsors.
At other competitions, the girl competed to steal her former team's wins, drawing more and more attention to herself. Saoirse represented herself, thus gathering the attention of a very prestigious school.
Origins: Duncormick, County Wexford, Ireland
Likes: Saoirse loves to eat due to her hyperactive metabolism, secretly writes her own stories, pickpocketing others, and smart kids.
Dislikes: Impressionable folks, classical music, Thai food, cats, religious types, dumb people, and television because it's all garbage.
Favorite Color: Silver
Age: 16
Appearance: Saoirse is a young Irish gal, yet bit rough around the edges. With piercing green emeralds for eyes and sprinkled with freckles just below the eyes, she's bit of a tomboy. By no means is she considered to be "ladylike" and often get in scraps with other people, particularly the ones she absolutely loathes. She usually dresses like a man, and tends to keep her wild brown tresses somewhat controlled with a messy ponytail. For her school uniform, she normally wears a sweater over her top and snugged track pants. [fc: Sailor Jupiter (Makoto Kino) - Sailor Moon]
Height: 1.6 metres
Weight: 61 kg
Talent: Traceur (freerunner)
Grade/Year: 2
Personality: Saoirse is a true wild child, raised in the rural landscape of Duncormick. Witty and carefree, she isn't troubled with menial things like most folks, solely caring on what's her next meal or how much money she nicked. The girl is a natural thief with a uncanny sleight of hand, which makes her troublesome to begin with. Also, she's a bit of a hot-head and often opinionated on practically everything, making most people despise her and her chosen lifestyle as a vagabond.
History: Born in Ireland, Saoirse was the third child of triplets by her mother and father; Colleen and Rhys Moran. Her brother, Eoin and sister, Caitlin were natural two peas in a pod, whilst Saoirse was the black sheep of the family. Of course, all three of them were miscreants and often snatched things that weren't theirs to begin, but the blame was always laid upon Saoirse. To her, Eoin and Caitlin were a godsend to her parents, thus making her insignificant. She got the extra chores, the extra schoolwork and the extra scoldings. So, what's a better way to endure all that nonsense than to make off into the town, spending a great deal by her lonesome. However, she wasn't entirely alone since her siblings would naturally follow and being the not-so-babied child, Saoirse was tough as nails, finishing Eoin's fights. This went on for some time as Saoirse naturally defended her brother and sister, getting bruises and cuts and of course, getting yelled at. She didn't care so much about the latter.
By her early teens, Saoirse was a roguish one, going to places she wasn't suppose to be or being escorted home by the police. This was a normal occurrence, leading to a great deal of stamina and charm. Most of the time, she fast-talked her way out of the hands of the boys in blue and sped off with such tenacity. She could vault over rails, flip off buildings or even climb walls. Many folks said had one strong heart, but feared she was going nowhere. The girl got bored of school and skipped it every chance she got and headed to Dublin for some "freetime" of her own, freerunning.
For every trip in Dublin, the young one often raced against other freerunners, just for sport. It pushed her boundaries and often was amused about how sore the losers got. Time and time again, she ran against some pretty big names, putting some hefty cash her way on the side. It was a good way to make some dough, but the real prize was beating kids as a girl. She wouldn't let them down on it and it did raise some interest in her raw skill. A few athletes, elite traceurs, decided to take her up in a group and trained with her. At first, she declined because of her pride, but gradually came around when she got too many trips to the clinic from untimely jumps and broken toes. The group helped sharpen her skill, helping with her stride and exercises. Later on, when she was good enough, she participated in a few competitions in the country. Saoirse ate, trained and rode back home, repeating the regiment often to the point where her parents thought she was doing something bad. Little did they know, their little one was a star waiting to shine.
The day came for her first international compete in London, wherein she won and lost her first place standing due to her unruly behaviour and fight with other contestants. She was the talk of the month, noting her honed skill at parkour and abrasive attitude in the end results. Furthermore, she was subsequently banned from future participation for alleged aggravated assault on a judge and stating competition was a sad attempt to ridicule an otherwise, amazing skill. The people loved her back home, while her so-called teammates hated her for her betrayal, thus making it her mission to become way more important than any of them or their sponsors.
At other competitions, the girl competed to steal her former team's wins, drawing more and more attention to herself. Saoirse represented herself, thus gathering the attention of a very prestigious school.
Origins: Duncormick, County Wexford, Ireland
Likes: Saoirse loves to eat due to her hyperactive metabolism, secretly writes her own stories, pickpocketing others, and smart kids.
Dislikes: Impressionable folks, classical music, Thai food, cats, religious types, dumb people, and television because it's all garbage.
Favorite Color: Silver
