Post by andiejones on Jul 27, 2010 2:33:17 GMT -5
FULL NAME brooklyn nicole lima
NICKNAMES brooky
AGE nineteen
MEMBER GROUP townie
OCCUPATION waitress
GRADE n/a
HEIGHT 5'4
HAIR light brown
EYES hazel
PLAY-BY Alessandra Ambrosio
LIKES flowers, ocean, studying, boys, laughing, being accepted, sand, apples
DISLIKES bratty girls, her ex-boyfriend, being used, haters, the desert, whores
DREAMS I wanna be a mother and to have a family one day.
OVERALL PERSONALITY an extensive list of traits or a paragraph.
MOTHER caroline lima
FATHER david lima
SIBLINGS little sister, charlie lima, sixteen
PETS a fish named pedro
OTHER FAMILY none
WEALTH CLASS lower class
HOMETOWN napa, california
OVERALL HISTORY three paragraphs or a detailed list of major events.
NAME/ALIAS Shan
ROLEPLAY EXPERIANCE Two Years
OTHER CHARACTERS None
ROLEPLAY SAMPLEAndie was at her max. She was not sure that she could handle anymore stress on her and she was so confused and scared that she did not even know what to do with herself. Usually Andie would be running, running far away to avoid her problem and not have to deal with it, but this time she stayed. She stayed to face it and all she wanted to do was give up and hide in her room for the rest of her life because she was so scared and confused. She did not know how to explain the feelings she had, all she knew what that she was going to break. Sure Andie had a few good friends, but that could never seem to make up for anything. It seemed like she always ended up getting hurt anyways and that more and more people were leaving her or doing things to the poor girl.
She made her way down the football field and looked around. It was empty for the moment because it was a holiday, but it was not like Andie had anywhere to be that day. Kent was with his girlfriend, Austin was working, or getting ready for work she was not sure and so Andie was stuck alone again. Taking a breath Andie looked around, tighten that jacket she had on around her as she made her way past the fifty yard line, letting everything just run through her head. She was not sure what to think about first, and the truth was she did not want to think at all. But that was the catch to being alone, you always were thinking about something. She always had something on her mind because she always just felt alone. Even if she was sitting there talking to Kent, she knew it was never going to last long, after all she would have to leave anyways, and where would that leave her? Alone in her room thinking once again.
Kris was on her mind, but not really him, but the fact that he was going away. That and the fact he was dating the bitch who ruined her holidays. She did not understand the things that Aiden did to her and this was the worst thing that she had done. Andie was just handing out gifts over at Omega, when a boy, who Aiden paid, picked her up and dragged her out of the house. Andie kicked and screamed, held onto door frames and did whatever she could to get out of the grasp of the boy but nothing happened. The fear that ran through Andie she could not even want to think about again as they made it to beta and another girl helped the boy drag her into the beta main room. Dropping her off for Aiden, Aiden roughed her up a little by locking her in the bathroom as all of the beta’s there watched and laughed. Finally Aiden let Andie out and with her clothes ruined she looked like a mess crying and weak as they all laughed at her.
Andie let a few tears drop from her eyes as she thought about it making her way to the end zone. As she did she saw the football equipment. There was the large red bags, that almost looked like punching bags that the players would have to push across the field. Andie was not sure what they were called but she knew what she was about to use them for. Picking up her pace she ran to one of them and hit it with an over hand hit. Her frail hand hit the red leather as she hit it more and more letting out all the pain she was feeling as she hit it more. “Why?” She cried hitting it. “I don’t understand what I did wrong.” She cried, collapsing on the grass in front of it, holding her head in her hands.
