The Society of Truth, an RP

(ok, thanks. here's the updated form)

Age: 17
Name: Isabel Wilson; Alias: Whisper
Gender: Female
Power (If a Protector): Transforming into animals at will
Description: Straight, two-toned blonde hair (second tone is more of a very light brunette); average height and size; stunningly beautiful; costume is deep purple and dark blue; good at winning arguments; very dark past
Personality: shy and hard to win her trust if she doesn't know someone very well, but opens up to them once she get to know them; has very high expectations for herself and often puts herself down if those expectations aren't met; can be slightly deceptive at times; rarely talks about her emotions; however, she is very adventurous and humorous around friends; though not the bravest in the world, she will stand up for people she cares about if they are in danger.
Relationship Status: open
 
Millie frowned watching them talk, clearly they hadn’t noticed her. “Okay Calder what was that? Why are you suddenly all friendly with Tara? I thought you had a heavy dislike for the girl” Millie asked looking at Calder after both Tara and Alina had gone
Calder turned with a patronising smile. "My dear child," he said, his voice betraying that he really was back to the usual sarcastic teaser. "It's not the sort of thing little girlies understand."

He would have turned and walked ou, but then he turned and as a parting shot, taunted, "Besides, you wouldn't recommend teammates dislike each other, would you?"
 
She stormed outside the house and went down the driveway, at this rate she was never going to meet someone she actually liked, she had really liked Matt and now everything was ruined. She threw open her car door having driven it back from where they had intercepted the van, she got in and slammed it shut. She sent a text to Matt having cooled off a little, I’m sorry I ended our conversation so abruptly I was just upset. I don’t think it would be right for us to go out tomorrow night with no future for us. I’m sorry it had to be this way I just think it’s best for both of us.
Charlotte.

She clicked send and shut her eyes allowing a single tear to roll down her cheek taking a stream of makeup with it and a line of mascara marked her cheek.
Matt read the text and couldn't bring himself to reply just yet. He lay there, motionless, trying to think of the right words to say, " we could make it work, but ..... How?!" he thought to himself, he new he wouldn't be able to, but he tried to sleep and cool off.
 
Now that she was by herself, Isabel took some time to think. Though she wasn't very trusting of newcomers, she wondered if this new Elsie person might be worth letting down her guard with. After all, she seemed pretty nice, and everyone else seemed to accept her. Maybe I should talk to Elsie sometime and get to know her, she thought. I mean, the only interaction we've had so far was meeting each other. We don't even know each other's powers yet! Isabel pondered this, though the warm cloak of sleep was starting to wrap itself around her. She dozed off, but always had one eye open, in case the Programmer and his most loyal Protectors came....
 
Calder turned with a patronising smile. "My dear child," he said, his voice betraying that he really was back to the usual sarcastic teaser. "It's not the sort of thing little girlies understand."

He would have turned and walked ou, but then he turned and as a parting shot, taunted, "Besides, you wouldn't recommend teammates dislike each other, would you?"
“Oh don’t give me that patronising tone! I only say this because I heard you complaining about her before and now your all buddy buddy with her I just wonder what happened to make you like her”
 
(ok, thanks. here's the updated form)

Age: 17
Name: Isabel Wilson; Alias: Whisper
Gender: Female
Power (If a Protector): Transforming into animals at will
Description: Straight, two-toned blonde hair (second tone is more of a very light brunette); average height and size; stunningly beautiful; costume is deep purple and dark blue; good at winning arguments; very dark past
Personality: shy and hard to win her trust if she doesn't know someone very well, but opens up to them once she get to know them; has very high expectations for herself and often puts herself down if those expectations aren't met; can be slightly deceptive at times; rarely talks about her emotions; however, she is very adventurous and humorous around friends; though not the bravest in the world, she will stand up for people she cares about if they are in danger.
Relationship Status: open
Hey mind if I ask what characters she was similar to?)
 
Without a response Tara went upstairs and shut her door before changing into her pj’s. They looked honestly like little kids, they were pink and white fluffy ones but they were all she had. “I better go wish everyone a goodnight” she muttered “um goodnight guys” she called deciding not to go to every individual person who was staying at the house. She climbed into the Bed and drifted off to sleep, she noticed a vision of the ghosts was drifting to her mind but she pushed it away and tried to think of happier nicer topics.
 
(well the original form for Isabel had a lot of things that were similar to Alina, like long curly hair, silvery blue eyes, tall and skinny, sensitivity to emotions, etc., also obnoxiousness similar to Calder, and a few things similar to Michaela, like outdoorsiness (if thats how you spell it). In addition, Tara hates it when her ideas are ignored.)
 
(well the original form for Isabel had a lot of things that were similar to Alina, like long curly hair, silvery blue eyes, tall and skinny, sensitivity to emotions, etc., also obnoxiousness similar to Calder, and a few things similar to Michaela, like outdoorsiness (if thats how you spell it). In addition, Tara hates it when her ideas are ignored.)
True true thanks for noticing this and changing them)
 

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