The writer Name: Aimee Age: 20 Form of contact(Aim,Y!im,MSN,email): AIM: fingahpaintz Have you RP'd before? Many many times.
The Character Name: Ruby Fandom?: SPN Age Unknown Abilty: Demon Siblings?: N/A Brief Background:Ruby is just one of the many demons that broke out of hell. She is helping the Winchesters, targeting Sam mostly, and assisting them to defeat Lilith and win their war. Her reasons are unknown. The only thing they know is that she claims that she remembers what it’s like to be human, and still feels some emotions still embalmed in her, even though that she is a demon.
Before she was a demon, she was a young girl who supposedly a victim of witchcraft. The way she died way during the plaque centuries ago. Personality: Ruby is a tough, hard-core, sarcastic chick who isn’t afraid of a fight. Even though she is a demon, she claims to hold human traits. Unlike most demons, she remembers what it’s like to become human. Doesn’t take crap from nobody, and will mess you up if you try to mess her up. She is against the demons, even though she is one herself, and will do anything to stop Lilith PB: Katie Cassidy All you need is love?: Hours passed and she still counts the minutes that I am not there, I swear I didn’t mean for it to feel like this. Like every inch of me is bruised - “Bruised”
Writing sample:
Ruby strolled down the sidewalk, her hands shoved into her back pockets. Her eyes looked straight ahead, not stopping to smell the fresh air and shit. Her heels clamped roughly against the gravel as she walked over to the diner for breakfast ordering her usual. Fries with lots and lots of ketchup. More than usual this time. Her patience was running low, and it was killing her knowing that she had no control over this. No control at all, and that was something she wasn’t used to.
Quickly finishing her breakfast, she strode quickly out of the diner, her eyebrows furrowed this time. She sauntered her way through the heavy crowd, bumping shoulders as she walked by not having any consideration at all. She was Ruby after all. Consideration was not in her dictionary. Her teeth bit tightly on her bottom lip.
She needed something to take her stress out. Something to distract her from this frustration. Anything.