Post by ashley on Jan 12, 2011 23:37:49 GMT -5
EVANNARUBYCARSON !
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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: Vannie, Evie, Ev, Arna… any abbreviation works with her name, since it’s hard enough to pronounce as it is.
age: Eighteen.
gender: Female.
grade: Senior.
sexuality: Heterosexual.
played by: Blake Lively.[/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]
Otherwise, Evanna's features appear rather delicate and, in words that some have used, striking.
Styllistically, Evanna used to wear only the best clothes. You know, the ones that were in fashion, that all the girls were wearing and the ones that made her look the best. After all, her parents were rich, most of her friends were relitively rich. Now, though, she doesn't really put a lot of thought in. While she still does the shallow 'oh, does this make me look fat?' 'hmm... does this go with that?', she's not so picky on brands or whatever now. Generally, your more likely to spot Evanna these days with her hair tied up messily, wearing something casual, like jeans and a shirt, or a cute dress. After all, shes still a 'girly girl' and all.
personality:
INTELLIGENT, CALCULATING [/b]
Even Evanna wouldn't be the first to admit that she was what can only be considered as 'book smart'. Sure, she has some natural intelligence that somehow helps her fluke her way through many academic subjects. No, instead Evanna takes pride in being able to 'see outside the square', if you will. She notices things that some people would never have even thought of, and can usually utilise it to form some great plan that will usually result in her getting what she wants. Also, her 'intelligence' or ways of seeing things, sometimes makes her appear as dumb. After all, she is totally the type of person that says whatever she's thinking without actually putting any thought into the whole 'think before you speak' scenario... But she's fine with being seen as a bit of a 'blonde'. The people who matter know that she's not, and she's not that insecure to care about what everyone thinks about her.
OPINIONATED, STUBBORN [/b]
Probably because she was the youngest in a family of boys, Evanna seems to feel that she has to be both loud-mouthed on her opinions, just to make sure that everyone hears her, and stubborn to keep to her ideas. After all, it would have taken a freaking amazing amount of talent to convince any boy to play dolls with you, let alone her brothers. So yeah, Evanna is an accomplished arguer. Once she picks a side, she sticks to it like super glue and glitter. So just a word to the wise, don't argue with her. You'll almost be doomed to lose.
BUBBLY, BRIGHT, CARING [/b]
Most people are fortunate to see this side to Evanna. Evanna’s the type of person who believes that it’s better to just give people the benefit of the doubt and not get too hung up on first appearances, which can lead to the often misleading assumption that she’s ‘nice’. Whilst ‘nice’ wouldn’t be a good term to describe Vannie (as she does speak her mind a lot, which can often lead to compromising comments), she’s a bubbly person who most people enjoy to be around. She has an easy charm and is fairly out-going, so she makes friends easily enough and makes good company. She’s also a caring person, and puts a lot of time into people who she deems are ‘worth it’. She’s there if you need her, no matter what.
EVER SO SLIGHTLY BITCHY [/b]
And now to completely contradict the above point, once Evanna has decided that she doesn’t like you (and this is usually after you’ve done something to her to really piss her off; example, she wouldn’t get mad at you if you hid the remote when her favourite show came on, but she would get mad if you took the batteries out as well), she can become a completely different person around you. Not many people get to see this side of her, more her closest friends who hear the rants and then those, of course, on the receiving end, but it’s still there, lurking beneath her pretty face. It also fits in nicely with the whole ‘not thinking before speaking’ aspect above, as she can often say things that hint towards her less-than-appealing bitchiness.
KIND OF SNOBBY, ‘RICH GIRL’ IDEAL [/b]
To build off this, Evanna’s family are pretty wealthy. They’ve made their fortune from sticking their fingers in a variety of fields- her mothers father (who’s Italian, by the way. Hence the Italian name, Evanna) is an established vineyard owner, and sells the finest wines in Italy. To sort of double this, her father is an accomplished race-horse breeder, and has a lot of clients who are willing to pay more than what one would expect for his horses. Evanna herself has a job to keep her humbled, but she developed the ‘rich girl’ persona when she was young, and is kind of snobby at times without meaning to be. She expects the best from her life, despite her less than ideal circumstances, and doesn’t understand why others don’t do the same. This often makes her seem judgemental and snobby, but she just doesn’t know any better.
HOPELESS ROMANTIC [/b]
Despite what her brain tells her, Evanna is a hopeless romantic. She can't help but daydream of the day that her prince in shining armour will come and rescue her one day, and they'll live happily ever after. She also can't help but think that things will work out with Travis one day, because that's how it happens in the movies and fairytale endings. But, on the other hand, she was locked in a loveless tower and tortured by her horrible ex who can only be compared to an ogre, and not the cool Shrek kind... What's a princess to do?
MOTIVATED, PROACTIVE [/b]
Well, the bolded heading there pretty much sums this up for us. Evanna is a hard worker and doesn’t really leave much up to fate. She works hard at everything she does, because if her name is attached to it then she wants to make sure that it's worth showing off and boasting about. She isn't really one of those people who does something half heartedly, instead she motivates herself to put 110% into everything that she does. It's just more rewarding, that way. It also fits in well with her stubborn nature, because she just doesn't give up.
SURVIVAL INSTINCT [/b]
Evanna is not one of those pathetic girls who take things lying down, not anymore. Sure, maybe when she was fourteen-fifteen-sixteen she was, but she soon changed her ways after her relationship didn't work out and she was left with a child. Instead, Evanna decided that she would never be the victim again, and instead work towards getting even instead of lying low and feeling the pain intensely. No, Evanna is a survivor and doesn't let other people's opinions on her, or the actions that she takes, affect her life in anyway whatsoever.
HATES LETTING PEOPLE DOWN [/b]
And finally, Evanna is one of those people who love to make everyone else happy, even if she doesn't really benefit from herself. To be honest, she's just not one of those people who can go out of their way to hurt someone else, no matter what they did to her in the first place. She can forgive, forget, and make it up to the person, no matter what she does. But instead of getting into the situation, she'll just go out of her way to ensure that she doesn't let you down at all, and if she does, she'll do it as gently as possible .
likes:
- Music
- Her son, Axel.
- Men, boys... Males in general are alright by her.
- The sun, the beach, summer (she likes how people always seem to be happier when they're somewhere sunny)
- Dogs, she's definitely a dog person
- Being a mom.
- Her brothers.
- Those friends who stuck by her through the pregnancy and then the break up with Travis
- Tennessee. It was a rad place to grow up.
- Meeting new people
- Italy. She's been there a few times.
- Parties. Although she can't go as much, she still likes it.
- Not living with her parents.
dislikes:
- Her mother, for how she treated her after the baby was born.
- Alcoholics.
- Stuck up girls who don't realise the world expands past their own noses and daddies credit cards.
- Spray tans, and those who follow them religiously.
- Being degraded because she's a girl
- Having her son so young. She wished she had been a little older.
- People looking down on her because she's a teen mom.
- Being abandoned.
- Being lied to
- Feeling vulnerable.
- CLOWNS. really, who likes clowns?
strengths:
being indepedent, writing.
weaknesses:
emphasising expression, her son, .
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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: Jude Xavier Carson.
siblings: Two older brothers, Lucas Carson (22) and Stephen Carson (19).
significant other relative: Her son, Axel Travis Carson.
pets: A few horses in Nashville, but other than that, none.
hometown: Nashville, Tennessee [/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:
Christmas. What a joke. He couldn’t think of anything worse at the moment, then celebrating a phoney holiday that he didn’t want to believe in. Like Hana, Ayden Vaisey had gone home for the holidays. His parents were there, ready to welcome him back and eager to hear of all the exciting things that had happened since they last saw him. When he was going to move into his new house. Oh, and when they were going to meet this elusive best friend of his, Hana. Just hearing her name made Aydens stomach drop. He knew he had upset her, and he knew that he had to make it right. But, to be honest, he didn’t know what he had done wrong. He didn’t understand why she had expected any different from him. Maybe if he started drinking shitloads and acting like that Hopkin’s fag she’d understand where he was coming from in sleeping with so many girls. Or, alternatively, he could just become a smooth talker like Ashton Flint. Or an ass like Spence. Either way, he didn’t know how she had remained so ignorant. He was one of them, he was just another playboy from Hogwarts. He was one of those guys who couldn’t commit to any girl, He was one of the guys that liked to have a good time. So maybe it was time Hana got to finally see what he was really like. If she couldn’t handle being Ayden’s friend when he was the Ayden that everyone else got to see, then why was she his friend at all? She could live without him. She had Potter, and Hal. Oh, and the rest like Kate, Kendal, probably even Nadia Grayson. Even other people she didn’t like, like Spence, would help her out. She didn’t need him. She’d be fine if he never talked to her again, and lived out his life with the apparent train of STI’s she thought he was going to get.
But Ayden couldn’t live without Hana. Sure, he was angry. He wanted nothing more to go and sleep with a million girls just to show her what he was really like so she wouldn’t live in her little bubble about him anymore. He wanted to show her who he was before she knew him, he wanted her to know the guy that everyone else saw. But, then she wouldn’t want to know him anymore. And he’d never get to see her smile again, or hear her laugh. He’d never get to see his Hana again, the girl who made him laugh and smile and act like someone that he wasn’t used to seeing. He would never get to try and make her feel better about those petty girl problems that he would never understand, and he’d lose his breakfast buddy. Hana was meant so much more to him than he could ever even begin to describe. She was like the cheese to his macaroni, the peanut to his butter. The sour to his skittles. The Mary-Kate to his Ashley. Life wouldn’t be the same without Hana, and as mad as Ayden was, he could see that.
It was a pretty miserable day when Ayden decided what he was going to do to try and let Hana know how much she meant to him. He had spent the entire day thinking about his life, and where it was heading. He wanted to end up in education, preferably teaching quidditch and flying to the future generations of Hogwarts. He also knew that one day he would inherit the Vaisey title, and the whole expected Vaisey persona. He’d have more little Vaiseys, and then he’d die. It was pretty much how his life was looking to pan out at the moment. It was weird when he pictured it though, because he pictured it with Hana. She was there in almost every scene of his premonitions about his life. It was fitting, considering she was in all his best memories. The thoughts about their could be future made Ayden smile, and almost laugh in some bits. He could actually see it, and it felt more comfortable to him than his own skin. Hana was, after all, his better half. Hana made him a better person that what he believed he could ever be. It was weird to think about, but so much of him depended on her. He depended on her. And, after he realised that, it didn’t take long for him to spring into action, quickly pulling on some of his nicer looking jeans, and a black button up shirt. Long sleeved, of course, it was freaking cold outside. He boosted down the stairs, to tell his parents where he was going. It was sad, he was practically twentyone now, but he still had to clear his actions with his parents at times. He figured it was because they didn’t see him as much anymore, but either way. It was alright with him, just as long as they didn’t stop him.
It took another hour before Ayden finally reached the Noelle residence. He’d never been here before, so it was a hell of a hassle trying to get himself there. He remembered Hallee boasting about it on more that one occasion, and after asking around, he finally found himself outside Hana’s front door with the help of a family about two or three houses down. That was an awkward conversation. After asking politely for Hana, Ayden had to resort to the old ‘Look, I’m her boyfriend. We’re having a huge fight, and I’m here to make up. I know it doesn’t mean much, but she’s the love of my life. I need to see her.” Trick. One look at the lines under his eyes and the huge bouquet of flowers Ayden had brought with him to give to Hana, they finally relented and Ayden began to run up to Hana’s house. Not walk, run. By the time he got there, the bottom of his jeans were wet from the snow, his hair flattened. He looked a mess when he knocked on her door. But he didn’t care. All he wanted was to talk to her again.
”Yo, Hana, it’s me.” He said, after hearing her voice. It sounded strained, sad almost. He wanted to barge in there, throw the flowers and chocolate he brought her away and hug her. But, he knew better than that. He stood at the door, his head leaning on it slightly. Man, it’d been a hectic night. ”Han, please… I’ve been an ass, I know that. But please, give me a chance. Or at least five minutes to explain…” He said to the door again, hoping she’d let him in. It was starting to get cold out here now, and he was getting an unwanted audience from the family who had offered him Hana’s address. Please, Hana, please… He thought desperately as all that met him from the other side of the door was a stony silence. Okay, he deserved that. But, he was trying. He was trying for her, which was more than any other girl could say. He’d never fought this hard for anyone to talk to him again. Not even his ex. Surely, if Hana knew that, she’d understand. She’d give him the benefit of the doubt. She’d forgive him. But for now, all Ayden could do was hope that she would come around, and at least let him in.
But Ayden couldn’t live without Hana. Sure, he was angry. He wanted nothing more to go and sleep with a million girls just to show her what he was really like so she wouldn’t live in her little bubble about him anymore. He wanted to show her who he was before she knew him, he wanted her to know the guy that everyone else saw. But, then she wouldn’t want to know him anymore. And he’d never get to see her smile again, or hear her laugh. He’d never get to see his Hana again, the girl who made him laugh and smile and act like someone that he wasn’t used to seeing. He would never get to try and make her feel better about those petty girl problems that he would never understand, and he’d lose his breakfast buddy. Hana was meant so much more to him than he could ever even begin to describe. She was like the cheese to his macaroni, the peanut to his butter. The sour to his skittles. The Mary-Kate to his Ashley. Life wouldn’t be the same without Hana, and as mad as Ayden was, he could see that.
It was a pretty miserable day when Ayden decided what he was going to do to try and let Hana know how much she meant to him. He had spent the entire day thinking about his life, and where it was heading. He wanted to end up in education, preferably teaching quidditch and flying to the future generations of Hogwarts. He also knew that one day he would inherit the Vaisey title, and the whole expected Vaisey persona. He’d have more little Vaiseys, and then he’d die. It was pretty much how his life was looking to pan out at the moment. It was weird when he pictured it though, because he pictured it with Hana. She was there in almost every scene of his premonitions about his life. It was fitting, considering she was in all his best memories. The thoughts about their could be future made Ayden smile, and almost laugh in some bits. He could actually see it, and it felt more comfortable to him than his own skin. Hana was, after all, his better half. Hana made him a better person that what he believed he could ever be. It was weird to think about, but so much of him depended on her. He depended on her. And, after he realised that, it didn’t take long for him to spring into action, quickly pulling on some of his nicer looking jeans, and a black button up shirt. Long sleeved, of course, it was freaking cold outside. He boosted down the stairs, to tell his parents where he was going. It was sad, he was practically twentyone now, but he still had to clear his actions with his parents at times. He figured it was because they didn’t see him as much anymore, but either way. It was alright with him, just as long as they didn’t stop him.
It took another hour before Ayden finally reached the Noelle residence. He’d never been here before, so it was a hell of a hassle trying to get himself there. He remembered Hallee boasting about it on more that one occasion, and after asking around, he finally found himself outside Hana’s front door with the help of a family about two or three houses down. That was an awkward conversation. After asking politely for Hana, Ayden had to resort to the old ‘Look, I’m her boyfriend. We’re having a huge fight, and I’m here to make up. I know it doesn’t mean much, but she’s the love of my life. I need to see her.” Trick. One look at the lines under his eyes and the huge bouquet of flowers Ayden had brought with him to give to Hana, they finally relented and Ayden began to run up to Hana’s house. Not walk, run. By the time he got there, the bottom of his jeans were wet from the snow, his hair flattened. He looked a mess when he knocked on her door. But he didn’t care. All he wanted was to talk to her again.
”Yo, Hana, it’s me.” He said, after hearing her voice. It sounded strained, sad almost. He wanted to barge in there, throw the flowers and chocolate he brought her away and hug her. But, he knew better than that. He stood at the door, his head leaning on it slightly. Man, it’d been a hectic night. ”Han, please… I’ve been an ass, I know that. But please, give me a chance. Or at least five minutes to explain…” He said to the door again, hoping she’d let him in. It was starting to get cold out here now, and he was getting an unwanted audience from the family who had offered him Hana’s address. Please, Hana, please… He thought desperately as all that met him from the other side of the door was a stony silence. Okay, he deserved that. But, he was trying. He was trying for her, which was more than any other girl could say. He’d never fought this hard for anyone to talk to him again. Not even his ex. Surely, if Hana knew that, she’d understand. She’d give him the benefit of the doubt. She’d forgive him. But for now, all Ayden could do was hope that she would come around, and at least let him in.
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