HARRISON, leanne whitley

[leanneharrison]

LEANNEWHITLEYHARRISON !

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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: Leanne Whitley Harrison
nicknames: Lee, Lele, Anything people think of that isn’t insulting!
age: eighteen
gender: Female
grade: Senior
sexuality: Straight
played by: Michelle Trachtenberg[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: She wears many types of clothing, from dark and black colors to faded low-rise jeans and baby blue sweaters. It just depends on the mood she is in for that day. She usually sticks with either her Converse’s or black knee-high boots, though...she’s in love with those shoes! She likes to keep her hair down and wavy, but she puts it up for high energy performances or dressy events...or when she’s skating.
personality: Leanne is sweet, funny, and sometimes shy. She has HORRIBLE stage fright at times. She is a crazy, clumsy, girl who loves exaggerating things, but not to an annoying point. She can sometimes be flirty, if she's in the mood...now when she's in the middle her drumming mode and you interrupt her, she's the type of girl that you would hate to get on the bad side of. I mean, she beats things for a living! Leanne is never afraid to stare you down and kick some hardcore butt when needed...She hates the rock star scene, though...This girl hates drugs and alcohol, and she usually yells at the other band members for their bad habits...

Ever since the incident in her family two years ago, she’s become more of a loner. She hates being near anyone who gives her the creeps, and she can’t look at fathers the same way. Her music has become her sanity, her reason for keeping control of her life, and she would never give it up for anything. At times, when she’s alone and thinking about her family, she cries and writes lyrics on her loss and pain. She’s never healed from seeing the gruesome murder of her family members two years back.
likes: Music; animals; figure skating(her secret hobby); guitars; boys; classic cars; cars in general; Smirnoff Ice; watching movies such as Monty Python and Mel Brooks classics; reading; practicing her drumming and secret singing; jogging; working out; performing; clothing; classic rock; Vin Diesel; and Lifehouse.
dislikes: Drugs; boys who don’t treat girls right; seeing violence that reminds her of her mother and brother; roaches; spiders; creepy stalkers; preppy cheerleader girls; crazy fans; rap music (she thinks those two words are oxymorons); the color pink; abuse; and broccoli.
strengths: ``Music``Her singing voice``Her charm``Fast runner``Hearing the notes in the music she listens to
weaknesses: ``Cute boys``Classic cars``Flowers (sometimes they creep her out)``Hot Topic``Music``Her past
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: Brianna Harrison, deceased
father: Peter Harrison, deceased; Foster father- Christian Ryers
siblings: Jacob Harrison, deceased
significant other (s): None yet
pets: Thoroughbred Horse named Roscoe
hometown: New Orleans, Louisiana[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: Whitney
other characters here: None
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RP sample:

Celta glanced sideways at him and cocked her head to the side, the hood moving at an angle. She saw him smile and was even more unsettled by the strange man since her stomach flopped once. He spoke again, quietly so that only she could hear, saying that a horse said a lot about the rider. That comment made her smirk and nod her head in silent agreement as he kept talking. He said that no man could afford her horse and that he knew by her posture and aura that she was a female. She frowned and thought to herself, I have to be more careful, then... All the while she never turned her attention away from him.

Then, he said she seemed like a woman who was either rich or knowledgeable, and she looked at her hands, taking a long sip of her drink and remaining silent as the words sunk in. She was still haunted by what had happened back in her kingdom. Every night she had nightmares about it, saw her parents’ faces before they were murdered. He also said she could be a fighter, and she thought how absolutely correct and even understated that statement was. He leaned slightly towards her, and she eyed him carefully, backing up just a bit as she moved her hands back to her drink and away from his. He seemed, by the quiet tone of his voice, that he did not want to be heard either, and she took that into account with everything she had memorized about him already. He was a tense man, always wary it seemed, and was obviously a trained warrior, as was she. She finally thought of more words for him.

“Who are you? You do not seem as though you are from this region...and you are very smart...smarter than most men in this God-forsaken tavern...” Her voice was so soft that if there was a breeze, he wouldn’t have been able to hear her. “And yes, I am not the poorest or dumbest woman you will cross paths with...” She had a bitter sound to her voice after that sentence, all her past memories flooding to the surface. She closed her eyes for a moment to rid herself of the sadness that crushed her chest and left her almost breathless, and she tried to think of other things. Although she did not want to lie to this man who seemed normal and polite enough, she could not reveal any part of her identity to him in case the worst should happen. However, she raised her hand out for him in greeting.

“I am Paedia Jhyrer,” she “introduced” herself. She was not outright lying to him, since that was the Elvish translation of her nickname, “Deadly Lotus;” however, she was not telling him her real name, Celta Meiru. She hoped her voice sounded reassuring and pleasant, using her soft charm and straightening her posture slightly.

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