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Joined: Aug 2006 Posts: 2 Karma: 0 |  | Diana Cross « Thread Started on Sept 1, 2006, 7:58pm » | |
Name: Diana Cross
Age: 26
Sex: Female
Faction: Citizen
Physical Description: Diana has a average body structure, not to skinny, not to fat. Sort of a track lady, with some mucels. Her skin is rough, and is pale white, for such weak exposure to the sun. Her hair is sliky and brown and stops at her shoulders. Her finger nails are painted a dark blue, and are clipped and havn't grown. Her fingers are long and skinny. Her arms are long, and her shoulders are broad. Her chest is an average cup size, around the normal size for a grown woman. Her eyes are dark green, and her nose is short but pointy. Her cheeks are faintly blushed, by makeup. Her outfits usually inculde of something pink and black. Not matter what kind of style.
Personality: Diana is a soft, cushiony person. She is smart, but is always in depth into what she thinks. She doesn't smoke, or drink, and when she's nervous, she drums her thumbs on the edge of something. She tends to also bite her lip, and look saddened or greift struck. All in all, Diana is an honest person, and isn't greedy or a lair, at least when she needs to be. She is someone who you can respect and put your trust into. Although, she has a thingyy attitude towards challanges and something,... fun.
Profession/Occupation: Feild reporter, for the news station in Raccoon City.
Rank: Feild reporter
Equipment:
Video camera to shot things off air.
Roleplay Sample:
Diana coughed lightly, as she brushed a stand of hair from her face behind her ear. Her eyes cast lightly on the video camera in front of her. She sighed, as the microphone moved from hand to hand. Taking a deep breath, she looked at her index card again. Nothing out of the ordinary, a break in and entry. Her right thumb fiddled around the corner of the index card. She cast a light glance at the camera man to notice that all of the 3 crew members had their eyes on her. She gave a quick smile, and said in a soft voice, "Well, let's get this show on the road."
The camera man sighed, as he lifted the camera on his shoulder. The rolled up TV flickered on, there was static for a moment, and then, the screen turn on, with the anchor's sitting in the station. Directing the attention to the robbery. "Today at 6:32 a.m, six men walked into a super market, carrying lethal weapons. The men killed two of the employees, and.." "get ready in three" began Joe, "took all the money in the registers." Two, he signaled "Diana Cross is live at the sceen,.." One, he motioned. The woman anchor waved her hand, as the screen was cut in half, a split into to.
Diana put a horrific look on her face, mixed with soddenness and grief. "Today, as you have been informed, a group of criminals, have committed a crime at the local supermarket, in raccoon city. They have been caught and are now in police custody," She took a breath, slightly afraid. "Two employs of the supermarket have been shot and killed, and one is severely injured in the leg." Her hand skimmed up her face, and to her ear, where someone for the station was telling her something about the money. "About 7hundred dollars was stolen from the market," She paused, taking a breath, and try to hear the voice, "Police have captured all links to this stalling, and are looking now, for the trial next Tuesday."
The camera went of, and the anchor woman nodded gruffly, but she didn't look so sad. They wouldn't let her talk about the weapons, they hadn't even explained how those men had gotten a hold of it. Sighing Diana put the Mic down, and the camera men started packing up. Casting a glance at the super market, she felt so much discomfort.
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