Post by A.D.Madigan on Mar 29, 2011 22:07:43 GMT -5
Name: Ms. Amara Deidre Madigan
Date of Birth: 29th October, 1923
Place of Birth: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; At the oldest hospital in America
Age: 21
Profession: Aesthete, Pre-Raphaelite
Appearance:
She is very proud of the fact that she looks like her Latin Mother and is most often found in deep reds or black, sometimes the rare dark greens or blues get thrown in and even a gold dress when her mother is around (it saves her from some of the nagging), with her dark hair hanging down past her waist.
Personality: Quiet and solitary in society and around people she doesn’t know but confident in her own setting and around the people she holds dear to her heart.
Blood Type: O+
Race/Special: She is a human of Fae ancestry (father’s side).
History: Amara’s father was a doctor at the hospital across the street from her childhood home for all his professional life. His family had, had money that he inherited at a young age which suited him just fine because Pennsylvania Hospital is a charity hospital. They served the poor first and the paying patients only if they have room. She was raised on this ideal just like she grew up on the hospital grounds. Amara has a much older brother who followed in their father’s footsteps but always tried to make the time for her. She had a happy, loving childhood before going off to finishing school and finding her own way to help people. Her mother may have been a poet but she is a writer who found love in illustrating her own stories and sharing them with the patients at her favorite place in the world; Pennsylvania Hospital.
~Family~
Parents: Alexandria Day (poet) and Christopher Rayn (doctor) Madigan, Alive and traveling to see the world.
Sibling: Gaelen Zephrum Madigan (doctor, tavels A LOT)
Children: None
Sample Post: Quietly; Amara sat back in her favorite seat that was in her favorite room and across from her favorite patient. Her memories of childhood involved almost always one of two things. Either a, the hospital she now sat in or b, kind hearted and goofy man named Mr. Donald. So maybe he was in a coma and had been since she was fifteen years old. She still visited him every day.
He once was a doctor who worked alongside her father till he went away for the war. Three years later he came back hurt and with no family to help take care of him. That’s when she started writing stories so she had something to read to him and that’s what she still did this very day as she had every day. So she read, lost in her own world.
Date of Birth: 29th October, 1923
Place of Birth: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; At the oldest hospital in America
Age: 21
Profession: Aesthete, Pre-Raphaelite
Appearance:
She is very proud of the fact that she looks like her Latin Mother and is most often found in deep reds or black, sometimes the rare dark greens or blues get thrown in and even a gold dress when her mother is around (it saves her from some of the nagging), with her dark hair hanging down past her waist.
Personality: Quiet and solitary in society and around people she doesn’t know but confident in her own setting and around the people she holds dear to her heart.
Blood Type: O+
Race/Special: She is a human of Fae ancestry (father’s side).
History: Amara’s father was a doctor at the hospital across the street from her childhood home for all his professional life. His family had, had money that he inherited at a young age which suited him just fine because Pennsylvania Hospital is a charity hospital. They served the poor first and the paying patients only if they have room. She was raised on this ideal just like she grew up on the hospital grounds. Amara has a much older brother who followed in their father’s footsteps but always tried to make the time for her. She had a happy, loving childhood before going off to finishing school and finding her own way to help people. Her mother may have been a poet but she is a writer who found love in illustrating her own stories and sharing them with the patients at her favorite place in the world; Pennsylvania Hospital.
~Family~
Parents: Alexandria Day (poet) and Christopher Rayn (doctor) Madigan, Alive and traveling to see the world.
Sibling: Gaelen Zephrum Madigan (doctor, tavels A LOT)
Children: None
Sample Post: Quietly; Amara sat back in her favorite seat that was in her favorite room and across from her favorite patient. Her memories of childhood involved almost always one of two things. Either a, the hospital she now sat in or b, kind hearted and goofy man named Mr. Donald. So maybe he was in a coma and had been since she was fifteen years old. She still visited him every day.
He once was a doctor who worked alongside her father till he went away for the war. Three years later he came back hurt and with no family to help take care of him. That’s when she started writing stories so she had something to read to him and that’s what she still did this very day as she had every day. So she read, lost in her own world.
