Post by sic on Jan 14, 2011 21:28:15 GMT -5
EMILYKATRINEECHELBERGER !
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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: Ems, Em, whatever.
age: Nineteen.
gender: Female.
staff position: Writes, takes photographies, sells shirts... Lives mostly from the money her aunt sends to her.
sexuality: Straight, though it depends on how high she is.
played by: Candice Accola.[/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: While Emily is very sweet and kind, there is yet this mysterious part of her that can look intrigunig but yet scary. It is almost as if you can never let your guard down around her, mostly because it is sensed that she never will to nobody. In fact, the girl is never seen with the same people for long. She is never seen doing anything for long! Constance is not a word for her and routine creeps the hell out of her. She won't make plans, she won't take responsabilities and she won't care. She will never see someone crying and just pass by - no, she will have the need to go away ONLY when that person is already smiling normally - but when it comes to herself... Yeah, Emily is pretty relapse. Pessimist, disillusioned, not someone who dreams much and definitely not idealist. It is a big flaw of hers, using too much brain and ignoring her heart needs - though other hearts are a major priority for her. Yeah, Emily is an angel towards other people, but when it comes to herself... Already forgotten.
Thinking is a major hobbie, seriously. It feels great to imagine all the possibilities, all the point of views, and sharing all her opinions to people who actually has an opinion about everything as well... That's heaven! She has a tendency to be violent and harsh sometimes, though, and measuring words won't be something she will ever do. Sometimes overly authentic, doing something against her mind is not even a potential happening! Which should be good, but that means she will put her feet on the table on a fancy restaurant and won't stop saying fuck just because you are whatever respectful. Yeah, Emily isn't into authorities either. But she is considered obsessive when it comes to jealousy. Really, really possessive, maybe because she is used to neglect things before actually like them enough to care... So if you passed all the barriers, losing is definitely not an option.
likes: Flowers, candy, drugs, series, movies, drawing, writing, taking photos, just walk around, abstracting, new things, her life, her aunt, animals, zoo, spontaneity, silence, music.
dislikes: Routines, authority, dependency, clichés, attaching, tomato, tall people, kids, cooking, cleaning, dates, birthdays.
strengths: caring, sensitive, protective, decided, creative.
weaknesses: drugs, low self-esteem, irresponsible, bad temper, distant.
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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: Robert Marshall Echelberger.
siblings: Patrick Richard Echelberger.
significant other (s): Her aunt, father's sister, Julia Lorena Marshall Echelberger.
pets: She has a fish for every important person who crossed her life. For now, there are four of them - Jully, Patty, Susy, Manny.
hometown: Jacksonville.[/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]
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RP sample:
Dotia was in her train, relaxing, when she heard something. A song. That song. Disaster! Yes, that's what those notes announced. One of the most beautiful songs she has ever heard, merely because of its meaning. As the notes infested the room, she just closed her eyes and let her hands dance with the wind, enjoying the peace found in chaos, screams and despair... There were enough people to help contain whatever it was happening, so she shouldn't have to worry. As usual, there was an excuse to escape to an own dimension... This time with a soundtrack! A soundtrack that she hasn't heard for a while already - oooh, how she missed it. Her mind sang together with that mellody, ecstatic.... Heaven didn't take long, though, but for a good cause. When the bonderies of time and space was about to be lost, the person who shared the train with her came in, desperatly saying things about fire and the menagerie and the animals... Useless try to aware her, as this mind stopped listening to any word said after 'fire'. Quite predictable.
A curiosity; Dotia "Fegron" Lovell. Fegron. That was a middle name she adopted few years after entering the show, uniting two of her most beloved beasts: the fenix and the dragon. It is her dream to become both of them, those two metaphors that meant so much for her. Funny thing a fenix has a lot to do with life, in contradition to the girl's personality; well, it was claimed that what amazes the most is having the opportunity to taste the ashes and come back to tell the history later, for those beloved friends. Layla would be the one who would be more curious about it, most definitely. Let's skip those personal definitions, however - maybe one day we can come back to them, who knows? -, and let's just think about what those two creatures have in common...
Yes. Fire. Forget the wings, silly.
Those blue eyes sparkled together with the flames pictured mentally, which made her stand up quietly and walk away in direction of misfortune. Her partner didn't even feel frustrated with the lack of response - it wasn't something uncommon, anyway; plus, it was funny to watche the way she walked, looking everything around and seeing so attentive, yet disperse... Her eyes never stopped changing focus and her hands were still dancing with the wind. There was no elegance in it, but yet if you didn't see her feet quickly moving it would look like she was floating. As usual. Float away, in its many defenitions, is one of Dotia's favorite hobbies. It didn't take long until she saw closely the disaster - much bigger than she had immagined - and started smiling, clapping and jumping in sign of pure joy.
Given how worried people were, running here and there to make it all stop, nobody saw her and, hypnotized by those colors, Dotia didn't see anyone as well. Still, she wanted, needed more. So she started walking around the place, eyes closed, enjoying all those sounds. All those screams, the smell, the feelings dissolved between breeze and smoke. Her legs moved unconsciously, probably guided by inconvenience.
Even with eyes closed, it was easy to notice the heat going away. When least expected, it just felt too far and Dotia just opened her eyes, spotting an interesting peace of meat doing something even more curious. For the distance and angle, it wasn't possible to clarify who it was, but she didn't want to scare him and make him stop doing whatever it was; so she just sat on the ground and watched the man burn the big top as well.
A huge grin. A huge surprise. More chaos! As soon as the flames started to show up, there was Dotia, clapping loudly and screaming childishly. "Fiiiire!". Oh, how she wished Tomtom was here, to enjoy this whole spetacle with her. Well... Maybe this man could replace him (obviously, just for tonight!).
A curiosity; Dotia "Fegron" Lovell. Fegron. That was a middle name she adopted few years after entering the show, uniting two of her most beloved beasts: the fenix and the dragon. It is her dream to become both of them, those two metaphors that meant so much for her. Funny thing a fenix has a lot to do with life, in contradition to the girl's personality; well, it was claimed that what amazes the most is having the opportunity to taste the ashes and come back to tell the history later, for those beloved friends. Layla would be the one who would be more curious about it, most definitely. Let's skip those personal definitions, however - maybe one day we can come back to them, who knows? -, and let's just think about what those two creatures have in common...
Yes. Fire. Forget the wings, silly.
Those blue eyes sparkled together with the flames pictured mentally, which made her stand up quietly and walk away in direction of misfortune. Her partner didn't even feel frustrated with the lack of response - it wasn't something uncommon, anyway; plus, it was funny to watche the way she walked, looking everything around and seeing so attentive, yet disperse... Her eyes never stopped changing focus and her hands were still dancing with the wind. There was no elegance in it, but yet if you didn't see her feet quickly moving it would look like she was floating. As usual. Float away, in its many defenitions, is one of Dotia's favorite hobbies. It didn't take long until she saw closely the disaster - much bigger than she had immagined - and started smiling, clapping and jumping in sign of pure joy.
Given how worried people were, running here and there to make it all stop, nobody saw her and, hypnotized by those colors, Dotia didn't see anyone as well. Still, she wanted, needed more. So she started walking around the place, eyes closed, enjoying all those sounds. All those screams, the smell, the feelings dissolved between breeze and smoke. Her legs moved unconsciously, probably guided by inconvenience.
Even with eyes closed, it was easy to notice the heat going away. When least expected, it just felt too far and Dotia just opened her eyes, spotting an interesting peace of meat doing something even more curious. For the distance and angle, it wasn't possible to clarify who it was, but she didn't want to scare him and make him stop doing whatever it was; so she just sat on the ground and watched the man burn the big top as well.
A huge grin. A huge surprise. More chaos! As soon as the flames started to show up, there was Dotia, clapping loudly and screaming childishly. "Fiiiire!". Oh, how she wished Tomtom was here, to enjoy this whole spetacle with her. Well... Maybe this man could replace him (obviously, just for tonight!).
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