PLAYER Name: Mandi Personal Journal:thedarknesswithin E-mail: deadlyalice@gmail.com AIM: DmnsAngl
CHARACTER Name: Lois Lane Canon: Smallville Timeline: Post Season 10
Personality: Lois Lane is a very persistent person. Someone who doesn't like hearing the word 'no' and won't take it for an answer. Everyone that knows her would say that she is head strong. Someone who has a stubborn streak a mile wide. When in situations she often uses her sarcasm and random unknown (or known) references to get to whatever point she is trying to make. If anything else she is brave. Though that might stem from the fact that she's a General's daughter and was moved around from army base to army base as a young child.
Though preferring life over death she will risk her own life in a dire situation to the point of needing to defend herself physically or verbally. And even though those situations can and would be scary she doesn't show the person she's addressing fear. That in itself is shown in her sarcasm.
When it comes to friends and family she is VERY protective (Because of this she is close to her cousin, Chloe). Someone they can turn to if and when they need help. An example of that would be Clark Kent or "Smallville" as she's so dubbed him. His friendship is one that she values not that she'd admit willingly. It'd be done with a reluctance that could only be classified as Lois Lane.
There is a side of her that no one truly sees. The side that has insecurity issues. A side that seeks approval from her father who is a General in the army. She won't hesitate to say how much of a screw-up she is and will tell you if she's made a situation worse than what it already is. Another downfall is she talks before her brain can process what is being said and stop her. So because of this she seems to be rather insensitive though in truth she's far from it.
First Person: [The last thing she remembered was being with Smallville. They'd been working out on the farm. Something that they had no intentions of giving up. Not after everything they'd found out. This wasn't it though. It wasn't...
What it was; was moving. This was as bad as the Legion ring but... that hadn't brought her onto a perfectly capable train. Standing she moves up to the front only to hold onto one of the poles when it comes to an abrupt stop. She hadn't noticed the watch or anything else just yet... not when there was a vast land to admire. It was beautiful even if she didn't know what this was or how she'd come to be there.]
This isn't Kansas and I don't know how I got here... Come on Lane, how did you manage this one?
[Shaking her head not expecting an answer she steps off the train and heads toward the nearest city she can find. She needed to find answers. Maybe she'd find out how she got there and then get back to Clark. Or maybe he'd find her. She was good with either result. For now though she just wanted answers.]
Find something here and try to contact Smallville.
Third Person: Coming into the Kent home she hadn’t bothered knocking. Why should she? It wasn’t like there were any secrets there that needed to be kept. On top of that she was hungry and waiting for Smallville to get his ass moving. Something that seemed to be taking forever in her opinion. But that was a typical male for you. Take longer than a woman when getting ready for an event.
“Move it, Smallville! We need to get going.”
That didn’t seem to get a response which made the young reporter scowl. It wasn’t that he hadn’t come straight down, it was the fact that he hadn’t answered her. And what kind of friend did that? Grabbing a donut off the counter she moved towards the steps heading up them and towards the bathroom where she’d last left the farm boy. Without bothering to knock, yet again, she walks into the bathroom catching an eyeful of one of Smallville’s finest. Eyes widening a bit she slams the door firmly shut and can’t help but smile. After all, it wasn’t every day she got to see some nice assets like that
“Let’s go. You’re making us late. And you know how I hate to be late.”
Once back downstairs she sits down waiting, tapping her finger on the table. “There he is.” She says giving a knowing grin and watching the blush creep up his cheeks. “Now can we go or what?” Without waiting for an answer she turns heading towards the door leaving him to follow.
[Canon] Lois Lane || Smallville || No Reserve
Name: Mandi
Personal Journal:
E-mail: deadlyalice@gmail.com
AIM: DmnsAngl
CHARACTER
Name: Lois Lane
Canon: Smallville
Timeline: Post Season 10
Personality: Lois Lane is a very persistent person. Someone who doesn't like hearing the word 'no' and won't take it for an answer. Everyone that knows her would say that she is head strong. Someone who has a stubborn streak a mile wide. When in situations she often uses her sarcasm and random unknown (or known) references to get to whatever point she is trying to make. If anything else she is brave. Though that might stem from the fact that she's a General's daughter and was moved around from army base to army base as a young child.
Though preferring life over death she will risk her own life in a dire situation to the point of needing to defend herself physically or verbally. And even though those situations can and would be scary she doesn't show the person she's addressing fear. That in itself is shown in her sarcasm.
When it comes to friends and family she is VERY protective (Because of this she is close to her cousin, Chloe). Someone they can turn to if and when they need help. An example of that would be Clark Kent or "Smallville" as she's so dubbed him. His friendship is one that she values not that she'd admit willingly. It'd be done with a reluctance that could only be classified as Lois Lane.
There is a side of her that no one truly sees. The side that has insecurity issues. A side that seeks approval from her father who is a General in the army. She won't hesitate to say how much of a screw-up she is and will tell you if she's made a situation worse than what it already is. Another downfall is she talks before her brain can process what is being said and stop her. So because of this she seems to be rather insensitive though in truth she's far from it.
First Person: [The last thing she remembered was being with Smallville. They'd been working out on the farm. Something that they had no intentions of giving up. Not after everything they'd found out. This wasn't it though. It wasn't...
What it was; was moving. This was as bad as the Legion ring but... that hadn't brought her onto a perfectly capable train. Standing she moves up to the front only to hold onto one of the poles when it comes to an abrupt stop. She hadn't noticed the watch or anything else just yet... not when there was a vast land to admire. It was beautiful even if she didn't know what this was or how she'd come to be there.]
This isn't Kansas and I don't know how I got here... Come on Lane, how did you manage this one?
[Shaking her head not expecting an answer she steps off the train and heads toward the nearest city she can find. She needed to find answers. Maybe she'd find out how she got there and then get back to Clark. Or maybe he'd find her. She was good with either result. For now though she just wanted answers.]
Find something here and try to contact Smallville.
Third Person: Coming into the Kent home she hadn’t bothered knocking. Why should she? It wasn’t like there were any secrets there that needed to be kept. On top of that she was hungry and waiting for Smallville to get his ass moving. Something that seemed to be taking forever in her opinion. But that was a typical male for you. Take longer than a woman when getting ready for an event.
“Move it, Smallville! We need to get going.”
That didn’t seem to get a response which made the young reporter scowl. It wasn’t that he hadn’t come straight down, it was the fact that he hadn’t answered her. And what kind of friend did that? Grabbing a donut off the counter she moved towards the steps heading up them and towards the bathroom where she’d last left the farm boy. Without bothering to knock, yet again, she walks into the bathroom catching an eyeful of one of Smallville’s finest. Eyes widening a bit she slams the door firmly shut and can’t help but smile. After all, it wasn’t every day she got to see some nice assets like that
“Let’s go. You’re making us late. And you know how I hate to be late.”
Once back downstairs she sits down waiting, tapping her finger on the table. “There he is.” She says giving a knowing grin and watching the blush creep up his cheeks. “Now can we go or what?” Without waiting for an answer she turns heading towards the door leaving him to follow.