EVANSON, mary jane vivian(finished)

[maryjane]

FULL NAME mary jane vivian evanson
NICKNAMESmj, jane
AGEeighteen
SEXUALITYheterosexual
MEMBER GROUPstudent
OCCUPATION N/A
GRADE senior
HEIGHT5'6
HAIRblonde
EYESblue
PLAY-BYalexz johnson

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OVERALL PERSONALITY
Mary Jane is a very down to earth girl. She doesn't ever want to start drama, or have bad vibs with anyone. She just wants to get along with everyone. Screw being the biggest bitch in high school. She actually wanted to have a lot of friends, unlike others. MJ is a very popular girl because of her out going personality, sparkling wit, and her sweetheart ways. She's not like most blondes, though. Unlike you're typical dumb blonde in a cheer mini skirt, MJ has an old, wise soul to her. She's a very intelligent girl, and she somewhat prides herself on her knowledge of things. She learns at a fast pace, and never really ever had trouble in school.

Especially when it came to English. Writing has always been one of her strong suits. In fact, writing is something that Bonnie does in her spare time. Poems mostly. She likes to express her feelings and thoughts on paper. It's almost a theriputic ritual with her. Every night, she writes something new. Whether it's about school, family, friends, life, whatever if on her mind that day. She will end up writing it down.

MJ also writes her own music, and sings. Writing music also helps her express herself and how she is feeling. No matter what it is, whether it be embarrassing, personal, a love song, or something angsty. She would sing it as long as it came from the heart. She's very passionate and driven when it comes to music. She's not nervous to sing her songs in front of people. In fact, she has performed at a couple school dances and coffee shops. This sometimes causes problems just because people think she's trying to become famous. This isn't the case, of course. She just loves performing her music. She's never once wanted that kind of fame, especially how she can turn the tv to TMZ and see what fame does to performers. MJ isn't as innocent as she seems to make herself out to be. She drinks, smokes, and parties all the time.

She just keeps quiet about it because she doesn't want to show that side of her. She has started dipping into harder drugs though than what she usually has. She's started taking Vicodin. Sometimes mixing it with weed. It helps her with energy during school, among other things. No one knows about her growing addiction. But, the drugs are slowly changing her. She has noticed her temper has become quite a lot shorter than it used to be. She has been expressing her anger a hell of a lot more than she used to. She doesn't know if it's her drug use that's making her act this way, but she knows it worries her. Especially since she now, all the sudden, has a certain urge to be sarcastic, and cold hearted.

She doesn't understand why all the sudden it seems like she's changing, but she is. And honestly, she's not too excited about the change. She's still trying to hold onto the old Mary Jane, but the thing was, was that she had been threw more this year than ever. She had never really went threw her angsty teen years yet. It seems that this might possibly be the year. She just hopes that nothing too horrible comes out of letting loose.

MJ is sort of a tomboy. When it comes to make up, clothes, and hair she's like a girl. Everything else about her is real chilled and relaxed. She has a lot of friends that are guys. In fact, she hangs around guys most of the time. She likes chilling with guys more because they don't start drama. She can't stand girls who act like everything is such a big deal. She's not afraid either to get in a fight. She's a sweetheart most of the time, but if anyone messes with her, or her friends, she's not afraid to fight. No matter who it is, she doesn't care.

MOTHERVivian Crystal Bennett-Thirty Six-Unemployed
FATHERBraxton David Evanson-Forty One-Unemployed
SIBLINGSCrystal David Evanson-Twenty-Older Sister-College
PETSA black cat named Onix
OTHER FAMILYSullivan Craig Bennett-Grandfather-CEO
WEALTH CLASSMiddle-High class
HOMETOWNSanta Monica

OVERALL HISTORY
Mary Jane was born June 18, 1992 in Santa Monica, California. She was born to the proud parents of Vivian Bennett and Braxton Evanson. Vivian had Mary Jane when she was twenty years old, while her father was twenty-five. Mary Jane's sister Crystal was two at the time when MJ was born. When Mary Jane was just born, Vivian and Braxton's relationship was perfect. They had a beautiful daughter, were already wealthy (thanks to Vivian's father), and were both just moving into a new condo together. Things couldn't get any better. Mary Jane's childhood was a good one. Her parents gave her anything her little heart desired. Her father and mother would take her to different amusement parks, and went shopping for new things all the time. Her childhood was short lived, however. Because after Mary Jane turned seven years old, her life took a turn for the worse.

Braxton had found out that Vivian had been cheating on him for two years with her boss. Her boss, Keith Elwood, was the head executive for Verizon Wireless. He was richer, and more powerful than Braxton. Braxton just being a simple accountant, bringing in the money good enough, wasn't bringing it in good enough for Vivian. Once Braxton confronted her, Vivian admitted the affair, and asked for a divorce. After Braxton pleaded her to stay, he finally went threw with the divorce. They were divorced not long after MJ turned eight. Mary Jane stayed to live with her father while her mother and Crystal went to go live their new life. Braxton did the best he could to take care of MJ and keep food on the table, but after Vivian left him, Braxton began to give up on life. When Mary Jane was thirteen, Braxton began a quick alcohol addiction. Braxton ended up loosing his job over his drinking habits. Soon, he was out of a job, and couldn't pay the bills. Which left Mary Jane to go hungry sometimes. Sometimes the bills wouldn't be paid, and she'd have to go for days without clean clothes, decent food, and a warm house to sleep in.

Mary Jane never complained. She was too scared to. She knew her father was hurting, but he began to bring her down with him. MJ took her first shot of whiskey with her father when she was fourteen. After that, everything went crazy. MJ would stay drunk for days in her room. She'd either take her fathers alcohol, or he'd offer it to her. Sometimes she'd go steal alcohol from gas stations and big supermarket stores. She had gotten caught twice before. Once when she was fourteen, and again when she was fifteen. Her second time, she was drunk at the time when she had done it. She was charged with shoplifting, and public intoxication. This landed her a couple days in juvenile. After that incident, she swore off alcohol for good. Her father, however, wasn't ready to quit. Mary Jane knew she would never be able to be sober and get her life together if she lived with him any longer. She had gotten a hold of her grandfather, Sullivan, and confessed to him the whole situation. That day, Sullivan moved her out of her fathers house, and into her grandfather's house where her mother now lived. She had gotten a divorce from Keith, and got a huge settlement. Which was the only reason why she was able to stay.

Mary Jane never said a word to her mother. To this day, she's still at odds with her because of her abandonment. Vivian doesn't see that she had done the wrong thing, but Vivian is quite selfish. Her and her sister Crystal hadn't seen each other since they were little kids. Crystal had changed for the worse, which makes her relationship with Mary Jane a stressful one. Mary Jane went from riches, to rags, to riches once again thanks to her grandfather. Sullivan got her whatever she wanted. All he asked in returned was good grades and the possibility of college. That's exactly what Mary Jane has given him over the years. Now, Mary Jane is eighteen years old. She's about to graduate with honors, and already is in the running to have a full scholarship to go to Julliard Performance Arts school. Surprisingly enough, her grandfather supports her music. As long as she's trying her best, that's all he wants.

NAME/ALIASCierra
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE7 years
OTHER CHARACTERSN/A

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

Something inside Lilly snapped as she watched the blood run down James's hand. It was as if the angel on her left was finally getting threw. Telling her everything she needed to realize. Oh my god, what have you done? What is wrong with you? What have you become that you'd stoop so low to throw yourself at the guy you've loved for years?! Do you honestly think this act of being the bad girl is gonna make him come back to you? Come back in your life? Grow up! "What the fuck am I doing? What the--" she couldn't believe what she had just done. The alcohol was wearing off, slowly but surely, making Lilly realize how much of an ass she was really being. She knew she was never going to get Jimmy back in her life if she was like this, but she was so far gone. She couldn't just become old Lilly again. She was still there, of course, harboring inside her as the new and reckless Lilly came out to play. She needed to find the old Lilly. The spunky, sarcastic, sweetheart she used to be. Well, she wasn't too sweet ever, but at least then she had some self respect. At least then she actually cared about other people, and herself. Now it was as if no one in this whole world meant anything to her. She was just using everyone for her own entertainment. To get what she wanted out of them, and leave them hanging. She had almost done the same thing to the guy she considered the best thing that ever happened to her. God, she felt like such an idiot.

Sliding out of the booth, she walked quickly over to the bar. "Hey Mikey," she hollered, getting the bartenders attention, "I need a cup of ice and a wash cloth for my...friend over there." she pointed to the still fuming James who was currently probably trying not to flip over the table they were sitting at. She looked down a moment, feeling the guilt almost choke her as she looked back at the bartender as he set the cup of ice and a white wash cloth on the table. He looked toward the table, then back at Lilly. "Well, tell your boy toy to chill out. Kid's fucking up my merchandise." Mikey said in a somewhat stern tone. "Don't worry about him, Mikey. It's my fault. I fucked up, lets just leave it at that. I promise he won't freak again. I hope anyways." she explained as she grabbed up the items to heal James with. It wasn't much, but it was good enough. Really for an injury like that he should've went to the hospital, but James was so stubborn. Guess they still had that in common, at least. She walked back to the table, hesitating almost because of how nervous she was. She wasn't smashed anymore, God knows why. Jimmy acting like this was a wake up call almost. She had never seen him get so angry with her in her whole life. He was always sweet to her, unlike most. He was like her in the sense that he kept to himself to protect himself, but with them it was different. Or, at least it used to be. She slid an ice cube in her mouth, hoping to releave the dehydrated feeling from her mouth as she sat back in the booth.

"Give me your hand." she said softly. Her tone had changed drastically. It wasn't so cold and harsh. It was more calm and rational. God knows she hadn't been rational that night. Not one bit. She sighed when he kept sitting there, finally just reaching over gently and grabbed his hand. She studied the wound, laying his hand softly in her palm, while her other hand went to pick out the glass in his hand. "This isn't the first time I've done this. One time I punched my mirror in my room. Glass was everywhere. In my hand, my feet, all over my room. It was crazy. Mom wouldn't take me to the hospital cause she said it was my problem. I spent about three hours picking glass out of my skin." she didn't know why she was trying to make small talk. Probably because she was scared of what exactly to say to him. She didn't want to say the wrong thing, then have him end up slamming glass into his other fist. There was enough blood, he didn't need that on top of it. She grabbed some napkin from a napkin holder on the table, holding it to the cuts on his hand to soak up the blood. She let go of his hand a moment, grabbing the ice and pouring it onto the wash cloth. She grabbed up the wash cloth that was currently holding the ice, grabbing his hand again as she carefully put the ice on top of his knuckles. "Keep that on there. It'll bring down the swelling." she looked him over, making sure he was okay, before she looked down again. "Look, I'm sorry. I know it doesn't mean much but....I'm fucked up Jimmy. I don't know what other way to put it. But," she sighed, "I don't want to be this way. I never did."

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