Post by lykomgitsashley on Dec 7, 2010 5:07:25 GMT -5
OLIVIAMAYWILDER !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: liv, livia and olive
age: twenty four.
gender: female
staff position: Librarian
sexuality: straight.
played by: CAMERON RICHARDSON.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
personality: Olivia is quite a nice young women. As previously stated she can be described as the girl next door. She's extremely creative and enjoys dancing and other forms of art. In high school she was a cheerleader, and was pretty popular. She usually gets along with most people she meets, and doesn't judge people by first impressions.
She has a pretty strong set of morals, but she finds that her morals are easily corrupted in the throes of passion, which caused her to cheat on her Fiancée Benjamin and inevitably lead to their break up. There isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't feel incredibly guilty for what she did, because it is so unlike her to do such things.
She recently moved to Jacksonville, from Hollywood, California because of her strong sense of moral value. She found that the Hollywood lifestyle wasn't the one that she wanted to live. She wasn't willing to take her clothes off, or sleep with directors to get parts. So she moved here to live with her Aunt.
likes: dancing, painting, books, having a good time, shopping for clothes, old black and white movies, spending time with people she cares about, working out, old cards, old music and swing dancing
dislikes: heights (terrified of), cheating on Ben and breaking his heart, rap music and screaming music, ignorant people, cheaters and cheating, cats (allergic), being bored, people who think to highly of themselves, the Hollywood lifestyle, smoking, and excessive drinking.
strengths: acting, painting and strong moral values, patience, kindness and consideration, creative, inspiring and a somewhat good role model.
weaknesses: can be somewhat implosive at times, starbucks, is at times to nice for her own good, sometimes talks to much, can be a bit naive, and has a tendency to be a blonde at times.
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: theodore edward wilder
siblings: only child
significant other (s): N/A at this time
pets: none
hometown: Chicago, IL[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: N/A at this time
best way to reach you: PM or Email
RP sample:
As Willow waited at the bar for Henri to come out, she could feel the knots in her stomach start to tighten. She had never been this nervous about anything in her life. She found it quite odd and confusing because of the fact that she was normally such a confident women. Nothing before Henri Devereux had made her feel this insecure about herself. She looked at herself in the mirror behind the bar just to double check and make sure that she looked good. The last thing that she needed to do was look a mess when she was trying to see him. That would be unacceptable, if she knew one thing, she knew that she never wanted him to see her at her worst, always at her best. There was something about him, that made something inside her want to impress him and she wasn’t sure what that was, or why she felt that way. Since Willow never felt like she had to impress anyone.
When she finally saw him come up behind her in the mirror of the bar, her heart started to race. It was beating so loud that she was sure he could hear it. She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself before he got to her, and then she turned around to face him. She gave him a sexy seductive smile, and batted her eyelashes at him a bit, not enough that it looked like she was over doing it, but enough to tease him a little.
She listened to his cocky comment, and most girls might have been turned off by it. But it turned her on even more. He was just like her, overly confident. He knew that she probably wanted him. But she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of knowing it. No, if he was truly like her then he could probably easily have any girl he wanted without having to work for him, and after he was finished with them he probably tossed them aside like used paper. No if he wanted her, he was going to have to work for her. He was going to have to court her, woo her, and romance her. She wouldn’t make things easy for him, no not at all.
“Joo’r alright I guess…” A kick to his ego seemed fitting. She didn’t want him to think that she thought he was the most beautiful thing god had ever made. That wouldn’t help her cause at all. She didn’t want him to know she wanted him. Not just yet, not till she had him where she wanted him. But she hadn’t really put a lot of thought into an excuse as to why she actually come to see him. Good thing she was quick on her feet, and was good at coming up with believable lies on the spot. It was how she got herself out of a lot of tough situations.
“I am actually ere’ on business.” She said, reading into her bag and taking out a business card that she used for herself, when she needed to do business transactions for her internship with teen vogue. She had signed on with them as an intern in their fashion department as a requirement for school. Basically she did most of the bitch work, nothing really pertaining to fashion design as of yet. But recently they had been giving her a lot more responsibility. The editor had noticed her eye for design and let her start picking clothing for photo shoots the magazine.
Her ambitions aimed for higher heights then teen vogue, but she wasn’t stupid. It was her foot in the door to the fashion world. If she could make it there, she could make it there and impress the editor, then maybe later on down the line she might be able to get some recognition in the magazine when she actually started to debut her line. So like everything else in her life, she strived to achieve greatness with in this job.
In the seconds after her comment, the wheels in Willow’s head were turning. Trying to think of a plausible excuse, anything believable. She knew that the young Hollywood party was coming up. Teen Vogue threw one ever year. True the space he was working with here wouldn’t be big enough to house the main event. But it would be perfect for a cocktail party to schmooze some venders, and other important people to contribute some money towards the event. Rich people did like to throw their money around, and see who had the bigger wallet.
Even though she hadn’t talked it over with her boss, she knew that she would love it. She wasn’t sure how she knew, but she just knew and even if she didn’t like the idea Willow would help her come around to it. Willow always got what she wanted…always. Convincing her boss wouldn’t be the hard part, convincing Henri to let her buy out his restaurant for the night probably would. Sure he would lose business from outside customers, but what he would lose in that he would probably gain double in quintessentially free publicity. After all they would be paying him to rent out the space and cater the event which if he did a good job, like she knew he would, he could probably get every person who showed up to the event to want him to do their events. The plan seemed completely genius. Now only to pitch it to him.
“I’m looking to buy out joo’r restaurant for the night for an exclusive cocktail party for our financial contributors. I’m zinking possibly a undred people, maybe a few more. Open bar, all joo vould really need to do, is cater the party. Nothing to over ze dop vood vise. Mainly horderves, vhich I can come by and sample at your earliest convince. We’re willing to pay you this amount….” She said then taking a pen out of her bag as well, and writing the offer on the back of her number. This was the tricky part. It needed to be a figure that he and her boss wouldn’t say no to. She aimed high, figuring that the number she write down would be impossible for him to say no to. It would probably be more then her boss would be willing to spend. But she could always throw in some of her own money. He seemed worth the investment.
club outfit | next day outfit
putting holes in happiness by marilyn manson 
hope this isnt suck tastic i was pretty tired when i wrote it..© lykomgitsashley | 1,087 words
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