Post by Wolfie on Aug 29, 2007 1:32:06 GMT
THE ACTOR
[/size][/b]Name: Wolfie or Chelsea
Age: Fourteen. =D
Means of Contact: [Yim and Email: Mamawolfie@ameritech.net]
Role playing Experience: Two years.
Your Activity Level: 10! I'm almost always one when everyone isn't. xD
Other Characters: Other characters?
THE PART
[/center][/b]Full Name: Savannah Leigh Jones
Nickname
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty Years Young. (=D)
Date of Birth:May 20th
Mother:Marie Anne Ragsdale
Father: George Anthony Jones
Siblings: One younger sister, Jessica
Sexuality: Straight
ON THE OUTSIDE
[/center]Appearance: Savannah was always described by herself, and others, as plain. She was just your average girl, very typical. She stood at five feet and five inches, one of the things she hated about herself. She had always felt that she was too tall, though she was average she wanted to be shorter. Her hair fell down past her waist, she refused to let scissors get anywhere near her head. Just think of the damage it could do! Her eyes were wide, usually occupied by a dazed look, and a deep brown color. Her skin was fair and freckled across her cheekbones and nose. She had a sweet, well intentioned heart shaped face. Most of the time, she looked like she could do no wrong, or as if she would rather be somewhere else. It was usually true. She was slim, not necessarily attractive, often times people asked her if she was anorexic. She wasn't, she just didn't eat as much as others. Most of her calories were burned struggling anyway. She was built boyishly with no hips or a chest to speak of. That was her biggest problem. How she longed to be like those other girls, even the ones that thought they were "fat". They didn't know how lucky they were.
Image:
It's close enough, sort of. Only Savannah has freckles. Anyone know where I can find good pictures? =O
Celebrity Portrayal: Emmy Rossum
ON THE INSIDE
[/center]Personality: Savannah was almost always good intentioned. She thought of herself above all, of course, though some special other people came very close. Most of the time she sat alone, thinking or day dreaming. It was her favorite hobby, drifting off to other places and lives that didn't belong to her. That was probably the reason she ended up in this hell. She often confused her own life with the lives of others, and forgot who she really was. Once, she had thought she was a billionaire that lived in Russia. She called herself "Olga" for a month. That, along with others like it, was the event which drove her parents to put her in the asylum. She deeply envied the "normal" girls, particularly her own little sister. She was her parent's favorite, blonde and blue eyed, sweet as a peach, and she didn't have the strange fascinations she did. She was perfect. Unlike Savannah, however hard she tried.
Likes:
Pink
Day Dreaming
Brushing her hair
Dancing By Herself
Reading
Music
Dislikes:
Black
"Normal" Girls
Loud Music
Asylums
Home
Her Parents
Un-friendly people
Habits:
Playing with her hair
Rambling
Drifting off in the middle of a sentence
Changing her walks frequently
Changing her habits and adapting to other's habits
Quirks:
Day dreaming too much
Tripping
Dazing off
IN THE PAST
History: At Four was when her parents started noticing problems. She was different from the other children. Instead of playing with them, she swung on the swings at the playground by herself. She hummed and talked to herself. At this age, her parents ignored it and brushed away their worried thoughts. At ten she started to watch more television and pretended she was the people on the television for long periods at a time. At time she often had to ask for her own name, when her parents wanted their real daughter back. At fifteen the changes were more drastic, and longer. She would "Be" someone else for months upon end, one time even a year. By eighteen she had lost it and developed the personality of a convict she had seen on Television. She became violent and had to be restrained forcefully. This event spurned the move to the asylum. Savannah was devastated, she didn't understand what was wrong with her.
Relationships with Parents: Savannah had always loved her parents, and still did. She longed to please them and make them think that she was the perfect one. Even after she was sent away, she continued to write and talk to her parents.
Relationships with siblings: Savannah loves her sister, and envies her more than envy else. She believes that she is perfect and therefore what she needed to become. She has not spoken to her sister since before she left.
BACK TO THE PRESENT
Role play Sample:
((Vampire Roleplay, my character was the mortal. =D))
Carmina Agnes Boudoir. Heiress of her mother's fortune, great dresser, and arrogant snob. Carmenia was her given name, though she much proffered to be called Carmen instead. Whenever anyone dared to call her 'Agnes', she made sure that they were sorry for it. They always were.
The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, give or take a few years. She walked along a busy street and past a bus stop. She turned to examine whoever was unfortunate to actually be taking the bus. Of course, she was far too good for the bus. Instead she walked by in disgust, staying as far away from it as possible. Just think of how many germs were there! She much proffered her nice clean, 2006 Porsche Carrera GT. It was her favorite color, cherry red with a leather interior and all of the best gadgets installed inside of it. It was a beautiful car, and of course, she had the money to afford it. She lived in a large enough house to be considered a mansion on the outskirts of the city. It was a grand house, inherited from her dead parents. She had grown up there and had no plans to move anytime soon.
She tossed her perfect golden curls behind her shoulders and fished for her keys inside of her Louis Vuitton bag. The bag was cluttered with her favorite lip gloss, her compact and all of her keys. She finally found her car keys and unlocked the doors of her Porsche. She climbed inside and set her bag down.
She made it a habit to dress her best where ever she went. Today was no exception. She wore a crisp white women's suit complete with a blouse, jacket and proper knee length skirt. With it she wore white heals to match. Her hair was a very light blonde color and curled to perfection. It was pulled back with a designer silver headband, only the best for her. Her complexion was fair and wonderfully paired with her bright blue eyes. She stood at around five foot four. She had a slim build, enough curves to handle and not so much that she wouldn't look good in a leotard. Which brought her to her next love, beside fashion.
Ever since she was a child she loved the art of dancing, especially ballet. Due to her competitive nature she did go far. She was accepted into one of the most prestigious schools in America, the Kirov Academy. She remained there for two years, until she was kicked out for pushing one of her peers down the stairs. It was an accident after all. The girl had snatched the lead role in the Spring Production right out of Carmenia's grasp! It wasn't her fault that the girl happened to...trip, down the stairs and break her leg. After all, Carmenia would be a better Odette then her anyway. It was only for the best.
Though she looked sweet on the outside, looks could be very deceiving. The ballet incident was not unlike the "accidents" that occurred at her high school, or at the University either. Someone danced with the guy Carmenia wanted, they would become ill with the flu. A girl got the lead in the school musical, she would suddenly trip into a wall, or fall down the stairs. Once she had hurt a girl so badly, they had been forced to leave the school.
Carmenia didn't care. After all, she always got what she wanted.
« Last Edit: Aug 14, 2007, 5:26pm by Wolfie »
The magic phrase:'In a world as big as this it's not hard to feel alone...'
