Post by kristakalon on Dec 12, 2010 0:48:55 GMT -5
VICTORIAHOPEJEAN !
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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: only one person has called her Tori, but she mainly goes by Hope
age: sixteen.
gender: female.
grade: junior.
sexuality: straight.
played by: selena gomez.[/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]
She always wears makeup, for she hates how she looks without it. Her family always hated how she did that; especially her brother. He thinks that she's a natural beauty. And that's true. She has naturally tan skin, for her mom being half latino, dark brown eyes and hair, and pink lips. She has a heart shaped face, and some people say that she looks more like a child than she does a teenager It's not often that she smiles anymore, but when she does she can light up a whole room. Her brown hair falls just below her chest, but she will sometimes put it up so that it looks like a bobcut.
personality:
Hope is an overall nice girl. She always tries to put others before herself, always trying to make others smile. She hates seeing someone upset, and if she does, she'll stop what she's doing to go talk to them. She's the girl that always talks to the outcasts and the so called 'losers,' knowing what it was like when to be an outcast before she moved. If she sees someone sitting alone, she'll see if they want to join her, and if they decline, she moves to sit with them. She always makes sure that someone is happy, even if she isn't.
Even though she seems like the nicest person in the world, she's really not. She has a terrible temper. If you make her mad, she'll go on a rampage. She doesn't know how to stop most of the time when she's mad. She's went as far as hitting one of her best friends. She tries to calm down, but it just doesn't happen a lot of the time.
She is also easily upset. She has a past of depression, and when someone that knows about it brings it up, she'll automatically go quiet. She can go hours without talking when she's upset and just wants to be left alone. She doesn't show any emotion on her face when she's upset infront of people.
likes:
singing
playing piano
playing guitar
sleeping
writing poetry/songs
helping people
flowers
pink
shopping
her credit card
riding horses
her little sister
the beach
any type of music
dislikes:
being alone
silence
labeling people
people that think they're better
writers block
jerks
not being able to stand up for herself
the smell of cherries
the smell of cigarettes
parties
alcohol
drugs
strengths:
stubborn
determined
caring
compassionate
kind
weaknesses:
weak physically
depression
suicidal tendencies
quite gullible
easily angered
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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: Arthur Jameson Jean (45 years old)
siblings: Conner Davis Jean (18 years old)
Annabell Promise Jean (12 years old)
significant other (s): not applicable.
pets: 3 horses, 2 dogs
hometown: Houston, Texas[/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
best way to reach you: None yet.(:
RP sample:
She was pretty tired, but she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in her bed for hours, having went to bed at 8:30, and now it's 11:45. She groaned and looked at the ceiling. She knew why she couldn't sleep, but she'd rather not think about it. She didn't just want to lay here in the dark when she had no ways of going to sleep. She turned on her bedside lamp and put on her slippers. She ran a brush through her hair and grabbed her guitar before walking quietly out of the dorm. She didn't know where she was headed; just somewhere to relax and play.
Hope ended up in the common room. She bit her lip and slipped off her slippers, sitting down on one of the sofas. She pulled her guitar up onto her lap and started tuning it. Once she'd gotten the tune that she wanted, she started playing One Day Too Late from Skillet. "Tick tock hear the clock count down. Wish the minute hand could be rewound. So much to do and so much I need to say; will tomorrow be too late?"
She closed her eyes and let herself get into the music. It wasn't that hard for her; music was her passion. It's all that she wanted to do in life. Whether it be teaching it or playing it. All she wanted to do was what she was doing now. "Today I'm gonna try a little harder. Gonna make every minute last longer. Gonna learn to forgive and forget, 'cause we don't have long, gonna make the most of it."[/i] She was playing the guitar so hard, she was kind of afraid that a string was going to pop her in the eye. She knew that it was possible. "Today I'm gonna love my enemies, reach out to somebody who needs me. Make a change, make the world a better place, 'cause tomorrow could be one day too late. One day too late.."[/i] She played for a few moments, just enjoying it, before whispering the last words of the chorus, "One day too late.."
She continued playing the song, but she didn't sing anymore. She was afraid that she would wake someone, oddly enough. She just stared off into space and thought about her time here at Hawthorne. It had all started off great, but now she was back where she started. She hated herself, but this time she also felt guilty about things that she'd done not too long ago. She really wished that her mom could be there beside her, so she could just lay in her moms lap like she used to when she was upset. But that wasn't going to happen, because she was here. Her mom sent her here so she could be better, but she knew now that it wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
Hope let out a breath and set her guitar to the side, before pulling her knees up to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. She really missed her family, and she hadn't even been there for that long. She missed fighting with her brother, and teaching her sister to play piano. She missed shopping with her mother and riding horses with her dad. She was just homesick and she couldn't do anything about it.
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