Ivory Smith (character template)

Character Name: Ivory Lake Smith
Image: Not necessary, but please include if you can *MUST HAVE IF CANON*

Species:human
Age:19
Gender: female
Height: 5' 2"
Figure:slim
Eyes: crystal blue
Hair:up to her shoulders, curly, brown
Personality:she is a very quiet person when you dont know her, but she is very adventurous. if she is passionate about someone she
do everything to protect them. she has a very creative personality and tends to get into a lot of trouble and nearly dies every time. she hates guns and hates death, and loves to look at the stars
Family: Ivory has no family, her father was in the war and died of getting shot 7 times on the chest. she had a mother and sister but her mothers life was taken by lung cancer. at school with her sister one day, a fire started and her sister along with 14 other students got stuck in the school and burned to death, leaving her with no one
Likes/Dislikes: likes art, adventures and stars, dislikes guns fire and death.
Strengths/weaknesses: strengths are solving problems, fighting if needed and can tell a lot about someone by there eyes "they are like windows to your soul" she says. weaknesses are falling in love and caring too much
Dream: to travel among the stars and learn new things and to meet the man who saved her.
History: her history contains a lot of death, but before all the tragedies, people loved her, they always wanted to hang out with her even though she didn't say much. when she was younger she was outside at a park when a robot like thing came up o her, it looked at her "EX--TERM--INATE!!!!!!!" she looked at this thing and stared at it, so lonely she thought, so cold, so...evil... and all within a second, a man in a bowtie and suspenders stopped this "robot" before it shot her and her up, ivory stood up she looked at him, and looked away, when she looked back he was gone.

Other: searches for the man with a bowtie, and sh is determined to find him

Roleplay: it was a cold day in september and ivory was walking along when she cam across a blue box. 'police box' it read. "how old is this?" she said aloud. she got an eary feeling about it and tried to open it. "locked." she stared at it, all too familiar. then she though back to he man, with the bowtie, and the cue suspenders. she remembered how the last thing of him she saw was him getting into a box. *but how can it be here?* she thought, but sh sat down and waited for the man, positive she was going to find out.

The Code:

I think this is pretty good except one thing:
You gotta ask the person playing the character you mentioned before just making them do something. Also, the spelling and capitalization could use some work in some places.

~TaRDiS from staff

Overruled.

~Accepted~

She didn't rp Eleven and he is just part of her history. I am sure this is fine. Accepted.