SEARS, evangeline scarlett

[EVANGELINE SCARLETT SEARS]

FULL NAME Evangeline Scarlett Sears.
NICKNAMES Evan, Eva, Eve, Angie.
AGE Twenty.
SEXUALITY Straight.
MEMBER GROUP Students.
OCCUPATION Artist, translator.
GRADE Junior in college - double-major in art (drawing) and foreign language.
HEIGHT Five foot four.
HAIR Red, curly, reaches mid-back.
EYES Bright blue-green.
PLAY-BY Amy Adams.

LIKES Long walks on the beach, sunrise, sunset, sleeping, feeling secure, animals, compliments, ice cream, drawing, feeling accomplished, finishing a piece of artwork, meeting new people.
DISLIKES Being judged, not knowing something, feeling like she failed, pain, fear, people who talk too much, drama queens, being insulted, being cold, being hot, foods that're too salty, waking up and not being able to fall back asleep.
DREAMS To be a full-time artist.

OVERALL PERSONALITY Witty, tempermental, feminine, easily amused, intelligent, romantic, astute, confident, intuitive, impatient, friendly, compromising, professional, willful, creative, dreamy, insecure, terrified.

MOTHER Vivienne Sara Niden; fifty; sculptor.
FATHER Frederick John Sears; fifty-three; astronomer.
SIBLINGS None.
PETS A Bengal cat named Spoon.
OTHER FAMILY N/A.
WEALTH CLASS Upper middle class.
HOMETOWN Seattle.

OVERALL HISTORY Evan's life started out a complete disaster - no exaggeration. Her parents were married, completely in love, and had been trying to have a child for nearly a year, and as such were as thrilled as they could possibly be when they found out they were pregnant. However, she was born two months premature and was forced to live in the hospital for nearly three months due to a lack of development in her lungs, heart, and kidneys. Her parents were told at four separate times that she was going to die overnight - but, by some miracle, the tiny thing kept fighting and obviously pulled through. When she was finally brought home, she was still very weak (not to mention small), and she didn't regain the size/strength of an average child her age until she was three years old.

She led a fairly normal life from the age up three up until the age of twelve or so, with the exception of having pneumonia at least twice a year (which still happens but rarely gets bad enough to worry about) and asthma - again, an effect of her lungs' failure to develop or work properly. By use of four different inhalers and all sorts of medication when she got sick, Evan managed to function like any other child/preteen and maintained a completely positive outlook on life that charmed all who met her. Getting frustrated or upset for her was the exception as opposed to the norm, which was largely what helped her through the next stage of her life.

At age thirteen, Evangeline began to experience serious abdominal pain - mostly around a week before her period, but sometimes just at random times during the day. She was assured that some women simply had that sort of pain and that it was utterly normal, so she did what every other child did and indulged in advil, ignoring it. When it seemed to be getting progressively worse, however, her parents finally convinced the doctor to do an ultra sound, revealing a small lump on her left ovary. It was, again, dismissed - she was told it was an ovarian cyst and that it would be gone within a few months, but she went in for regular check-ups even so. It wasn't until nearly seven months later that the doctors realized that not only was the cyst not going away - it was getting bigger, and the poor girl seemed to be in more pain by the day.

A biopsy revealed the worst: it wasn't a cyst but a tumor, and a cancerous one at that. Surgery was performed immediately in the hopes that they could simply the tumor (and a bit of surrounding tissue) and that that would fix it, but it in fact seemed to trigger it to grow even faster. The doctors played catch-up with the rapidly growing (and spreading) cancer for three and a half full years by means of operations, chemo therapy, and radiation. By that point, however, it had spread to her other ovary and had somehow inched upward to the point where they found a tumor on her stomach (which was removed within two weeks of its appearance and never regrew). It appeared to be a losing battle, not that the teenager knew that - every time she went in for treatment, she was informed that it was getting better and better, for the sake of her own mental health.

The doctors considered very heavily removing both ovaries, but at the insistance of her parents (who knew what the side effects, both long term and short term, of that would be), they consented to one final round of six treatments of chemo, practically on top of each other, along with intense radiation directly following. Even now, Evan would pinpoint that as the absolute worst month of her life - she was sick and vomiting literally every single day, she couldn't wear anything below the waist (or even sleep with sheets) because of the severity of the burns, and instead of eating, she was administered nutrients through an IV. Despite the odds, the torment paid off - by the end of the month, she was in active remission, and two months later, she was announced completely cancer-free.

After four years of being homeschooled and constantly sick or hurting, it was incredibly difficult for Evan to get into the whole social thing. The friends she had had before her cancer were no longer in her life - after things had gotten bad enough, she simply hadn't had the time (nor the desire) to be around anyone, and neither did they want to be around her in such a condition. She went back to high school for her final two years and, though she had quite the rough start, managed to connect with some old friends as well as gain new ones. Her hair had grown back and so, too, had her self confidence with it, and she became something of a queen bee at school. She even discovered a new passion (and, for that matter, talent): drawing. Whatever she saw, she could put down on paper in flawless detail.

Having done her best and mostly succeeded at putting the cancer behind her and forgetting it entirely, Evan attended the local university for two years without declaring a major. Then, the summer after her sophomore year, when she went in for the check-up she had every two months, they found what appeared to be a tumor. This time, thankfully, it was the other way around - it was actually just a small ovarian cyst that cleared up within the next month. It was enough of a scare, however, to make her realize that she was doing nothing meaningful with her life. She continued to go to the college for another semester while she debated what she wanted to do, and finally decided to transfer, much against the will of the friends that had been attending it with her.

After some research and reworking of credits, she applied and was accepted to attend UCLA, where she decided on a double major - drawing and foreign language (Romanian and Spanish). She now serves as a part-time translator through the college and sells individual pieces of artwork to galleries as well as buyers and such, though she obviously doesn't have much time for it all because of her school work. She appears confident, happy, and completely at ease with her life, and while these attributes are not entirely untrue, they are not considered one hundred percent correct, either. Almost every night unfailingly, she has a cancer-related nightmare, and every time she has so much as a cramp from her period (which remains irregular and likely always will), she becomes incoherently terrified. Her future, as well, is uncertain, because it is yet unclear whether the harsh treatment of her organs has left her infertile or not. Despite all of this, Evan combats life with all she as, and never a day is wasted in her eyes.

NAME/ALIAS Raven.
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE Six-seven years.
OTHER CHARACTERS Audriana, Brett, Spencer, Clarisse.

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