Post by Melissa McGuire on Jun 3, 2007 14:29:11 GMT -5
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Your Name:Caitlin
Age: 14
RP Experience:almost 3 years
__________aboutyourcharacter.
Character Name:Melissa Lauren McGuire
Nickname(s):Mel,Melon,anything else that can be made with her name
D.O.B:October 31
Age:16
Grade:Junior
Orientation:Bi Sexual
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Appearance:Weight: Lets put it this way: Shes been accused of anorexia or bulimia on so many occasions she's stopped counting. Does she have either of these qualitys about her? Nope. Shes in love with food more then shes inlove with Oliver Sykes. Whats her weight exactly? 104. Blame the high metabolism and vegitarian odditys about her.
Height: She hates talking to tall people,it hurts her neck. She stands at about 5'4, and is essientially proud of it. Maybe its the fact that shes afaird of heights, and being so low to the ground makes her feel safe...sort of. There is a few things she hates about being so short. for example: when sitting at the movies a person thats 2 inches taller then her can sit infront of her and shes instantly screwed.
Face/Hair: Her face has that flare of the early decades to it. Bright eyes, prominant cheekbones and a small nose that flattens out slightly at the end. Her eyes are that uncanny color of green that can show off her pure lust or anger at any situation. Her hair color changes weekly, wether it be black and hot pink or purple and neon green, its alwawys an entertaining sight. The cut is long and shaggy, ending just below her shoulders. Usually pushed up into a messy ponytail or straightened so its flat as a board. You'll be lucky if you ever see this girl even attempt some curls.
Clothing Style: Casual. She can usually be found wearing a cherished pair of jeans and a t-shirt showing off some kind of band. Her shoes are mostly vans, converse and the rare pairs of etnies that she uses for skating. Her jeans are in 3 colors: black, dark blue or dark grey. She's a regular rainbow. T-shirts are usually black, same with hoodie. She's unsure how many bright t-shirts she has, but probably less then you can count on one hand.
The stores she shops at are usually Hot Topic, Tilly's, Spencers, Zumies and Pac Sun. If it's not from there, then it means it's either stolen, or bought from a bands own store. As for things like headbands, bracelets and necklaces. She only wears one necklace: a black X that belonged to her father. If anything's found in her hair, it's usually a bandana and probably black. That's just how she is.
Celeb/Model:Audrey Kitching
Desired Cliques:Dangerous-G&G-United
Personality:Outspoken: Always popping up with random words of insult or advice shes a helpful person. It doesnt matter who you are or what click your in or even if your a man or women. its as simple as this: She doesnt take nuts from anyone, and to top it off she holds grudges. You cross the line with her and you'll be remembered forever and usually plotted against. Shes not afaird to fight or to argue. Its apart of life.
A Little Random: She may have a tough exterior but on the inside its a mixture of the two. She loves to laugh and smile and to have a good time but shes also very protective of her friends. She doesnt like to see them hurt. As for herself, shes had alot of hurt in her life but hides it all. Her emotions are masked and she only opens up to the closest people in her life at the time.
A Quiet Girl?: Yeah right! Shes in love with the nightlife and everything about it. The drinks;the people and the music. It seems like everyones true self comes out at night. So maybe shes a tidge of an alcholic but atleast shes grown a small immunity to it. The girl can drink as much as any person just with less effects. While others are falling over drunk she just has a buzz going. As for the daytime, well she can be found hiding at random areas or lost skateboarding. It all just depends on her mood
Likes/Dislikes:Music<3
Singing<3
Skateboarding<3
Sketching<3
Confrontation<3
Reading<3
Vampires<3
Tattoos<3
Peircings<3
Hello Kitty<3
Cigarettes<3
people who judge someone by their appearence
spiders
birds[they tend to divebomb her]
those small little yappy dogs
attention seekers
people who just dont give a nuts
when you talk like 'ohmygod becky did you likeeeeeee, see her shirt?" it just plain bugs the hell out of her
Hobbies/Interests:
Melissa is a sucker for cameras. There is just something about the click of a shutter that get her blood pumping. She loves taking picture of bands playing at concerts or just of her friends being strange. Its always interesting to see how a person will react once they see the flash of that bulb and the words "say cheese".
Another thing she loves is sketching. Its an escape from the real world. You can take a look at a normal garden, and in a few minutes and a sketch pad you could have a magical fairy type place..thing.[aha] But Melissa's first and foremost loves are shared between skateboarding and music. Shes been skating for as long as she can remember, and singing for even longer. And shes pretty good at both of em.
__________&anythingelse.
History:I was born under the maiden name of McGuire, prodigy of Robert and Linda, though all expectations for me were dropped at an early age. We were happy together, had family outings and all that suburban crap you do on summer days. My father was one of those men you can’t help but love. A laugh like a wave and crinkles in his cheeks that could turn any child’s frown upside down. My mother was well, my mother. I take after her in ways of emotion and looks right down to the wrinkle between the brows when façade is sullen. I remember the day that my world crashed and burned clearly. Bright lights, strangers voices, my mothers cries and the sound of a phones ringing. The disaster that sent the house into an uproar? The death of our patriarch Robert. That is all the information you need about the man, but the events that came after are a completely different story.
My mother became a drunk and abuser of all substances, liquid and powder alike. Druggies were in and out of the house continually, sometimes staying for long periods of time passed out or strung out. I was only 10 at the time. During the next few years of my pre-adolescent stage I acquired quite a few scars, both emotional and physical. Cigarette burns, punches, bruises, scratches, cuts, biting. You name it and I most likely have a scar to prove it. When I reached the age of 14, everything took a turn for the better.
My mother met and married a man named Andrew, whom apparently had a plentiful amount of money that i became a sole heir to. My mother was cleaner then shed ever been, and happy. Actually, happy for once. I was proud of her, and i didnt want to mess it up if i could help it. We rose in stature to upper middle class, which i welcomed easily for i would rather live in a nice house then a nutsty, drug filled one.
Then it happened. That one night that ruined everything and pushed me to here. I can still hear the sirens in the background and the snapping of the handcuffs. The biggest part was, the accident wasnt even my fault, id been pushed to do it.[more detail will come as she gets better known.] Cut off from my family and everything that went along with it but the money in my savings account, which i admit could last me for a few years. With my posseions at my side im here, and only the future can tell what will happen to the rest of my life
Family: Linda Mary Stone-40-Housewife
Andrew Ray Stone-44-Ceo of some computer company;; or better a professional nerd
Anything Else:errmm,nope xD[/ul][/blockquote][/color]
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