Defining Your Characters

[FOFadmin]

A rectangular room. Chairs are set by desks around the room, textbooks open on the desks. The teacher, a nervous-looking girl looking hardly old enough to teach, is standing at the front of the class, waiting to see if anyone comes.

[mattiStar]

Eleniel walked into the room. She sat in one of the desks at the front, put her bag next to her and took out a notebook and a pen. She then looked at the teacher expectantly, waiting for the start of the lesson.

[Carry_on]

Jakob sauntered in, barely concealed distain at the teacher on his face. He flicked his gaze round the room, seeing only one girl already here, he sat down leaving one desk inbetween him and the other pupil. A razor blade already spinning on his fingers.

[FOFadmin]

The girl paused for a moment, then cleared her throat. "Today, we are going to look at how to define your characters."

She glared at Jakob, who was wearing an expression that clearly said, "You're the best they could come up with?"

"First of all, you have to create your characters. The sheet on the board may help."

(You may have already seen this around the site)




Character Type:

Goal:

Gender:

Age:

Appearance
Height:
Body Type:
Hair Colour:
Eye Colour:

Mannerisms:

Distinctive Speech Pattern:

Personality:

Background:

Personal Life:

Private Life:

Work Life:

Strength:

Weakness:

Name:

[Carry_on]

He gave am mutter covered with a sarcastic fake cough, /how had i even chosen this class? Pathetic place/ he thought, not even sparing a look at the board. He shifted in his seat, looking with more interest then he showed the subject on hand, the other student. He'd been studying people's faces alot recently trying to figure out who they were and more importantly what side they were. Right now he was just watching for amusement, seeing how the girl would react to the lesson and it's feeble teacher.

[FOFadmin]

Carrie sighed inwardly as the boy ignored her, watching the girl there instead. She couldn't help it. She walked up to him and sharply demanded, "Excuse me? Are you listening to a word I've said?"

She paused, then added, "If you think this lesson is as pointless as you seem to, why have you come here?"

[mattiStar]

Eleniel picked up her pen and copied clearly into her notebook:
Character Type:

Goal:

Gender:

Age:

Appearance
Height:
Body Type:
Hair Colour:
Eye Colour:

Mannerisms:

Distinctive Speech Pattern:

Personality:

Background:

Personal Life:

Private Life:

Work Life:

Strength:

Weakness:

Name:

[Carry_on]

Jakob gave a differential snort,
“/Madam/” he answered, stressing the word ever so slightly so that it showed he thought the term of respect for teachers wasn’t to be used on her.
“I came here to whittle away an empty afternoon and also to learn the lesson. The lesson was how to define your characters, not I believe, to create characters. That is why I am taking no part in this lesson if it is to be about the afore mentioned subject instead of the one that was detailed in the lesson plan."
He leaned back from his forward position, shrugging back his shoulders and still managing not to wrinkle his waistcoat. He stole a glance at the other girl and gave a miniscule shake of the head, almost in pity /foolish child, blindly following teacher/. "Well? Are you actually planing to teach us the subject we came here to be taught or are you still going to continue you efforts to teach the wrong lesson."

[mattiStar]

Sensing Jakob's thoughts, Eleneil giggled and thought, hoping he would realise, 'Not foolish. I'm not foolish enough to think things like that, anyone could hear'. Then she sucked the end of her pen for a moment and filled in the form she had copied. She wrote:

Character Type: Rebel elf

Goal: Rid the kingdom if evil

Gender: Female

Age: 11

Appearance
Height: 4" 1'
Body Type: short. slim
Hair Colour: black
Eye Colour: grey

Mannerisms: ?

Distinctive Speech Pattern: quiet but clear

Personality: friendly but shy. has a short temper

Background: Orphan. Lived on streets for a few years.

Personal Life: ?

Private Life: ?

Work Life: Used by the rebels as an assasian, they think i child will not be cought so easily

Strength: She can sense what people are thinking so she can act before they do.

Weakness: She is easily persuaded to do things

Name: Eruraina
(Air-oo-rine-ah)

(? means I don't understand what to put here)


((OOc: this is me as an elf ))

[Carry_on]

Jakob proceeded to ignore the teacher after asking his question but straightened when the other girl gave a giggle. He peered at her face, eyes searching for any clue to why she'd laughed openly, it was clear it was something to do with him, as the work wasn't funny and you didn't laugh at teachers.

He knew someone had heard something from him, intuition told him that, and as Jakob thought it over, it clicked. Leaning over the desk that separated them, he whispered,

"I'd thank you to keep your prying mind out of my thoughts, it does not concern you and it would be such a shame for you to get a shock from such a silly thing as overhearing something."
He was idly spinning the razorblade again in his left hand as he spoke and it slipped lightly from his fingers, nicking the edge of her finger. He leant back over his desk carving a shape, a figure eight on it's side, on the desktop out of boredom.

[mattiStar]

"Sure. But it isn't hard to hear when you don't mean to"

[danielle9292]

A girl walks into the room, surveying it. She notices a boy and girl sitting at the front of the room, one chair seperating them. A teacher that looks younger than Esael herself is next to the boy. I thought I was late. She decides to sit at the desk behind the desk between the boy and girl. Sitting down, she ruffels through her things. Paper- no, folder- no, book- no, Notebook- yes. She places the rest of her things on the floor under her chair and then sits back up. Out of the spiral on her blue notebook she takes a pencil made from the bark of a rowan tree. Opeining the spiral notebook, she begins to write what is up on the board, filling it in as she goes.

Character Type: human
Goal: To learn more about my past.

Gender: female

Age: 13

Appearance: purple dress, green and blue necklace, grey shoes, white-tan skin,
Height: 5' 3"
Body Type: Average
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Blue

Mannerisms: Polite when I want to be

Distinctive Speech Pattern: English

Personality: I'm nice... I think. Maybe a rash when I get angry?

Background: Leon tried to kill me, but instead I lost my memory, and was left on a hill to the north of here, near the old shed.

Personal Life: none

Private Life: none

Work Life: none (I have a very boring life)

Strength: I have good intentions, and learn quickly

Weakness: I get mad very easily, and when I get mad, I tend to be very rash, such as banashing people to places that not even I know where they go.

Name: Esael Danielle

[Carry_on]

Jakob ingnored the new girl for the moment, instead taking her diversion to turn back to his desk and continue etching, not listening to the comments from the other girl. He looked up, having not heard the teacher speak for a while, she didn't seem inclined to reply to his remark so he gave up on the carving and went back to spinning the blade over his fingers, between, under, over, through, across. It spun lightly and he took a small pleasure from it going from hand to hand, so very dangerous but delicatly balancing, he was sure it would not falter.

[FOFadmin]

"To define your characters," Carrie told him sharply, "you need to understand them first. First create them. Then decide what they would do in certain situations. Only then can they really exist. And only when they exist can you define them in any stories or prose you would use them in."