Post by Taylor Lanceton on Sept 3, 2007 17:39:43 GMT -5
&______the player
name;; Farris
age;; 15
experience;; 2.5 years
graphic ability;; maybe seven I guess
route;; ummsss link on another site
&______the puppet
appearance
full name;; Taylor Adrianne Lanceton
age;; 14
grade;; 9th
height;; 5'3
weight;; 120 lbs
general appearance;; Taylor is what a lot of people would call a pretty girl. She has beautiful blonde hair. Her wide eyes go back and forth between Green and Blue and all the colors in between those two. Her style is all her own, especially when it comes to socks.
Taylor's medium length hair is blonde and beautiful. It's one of her best traits, in her opinion at least. She works hard to keep it silky and perfect. She spends amazing amounts of money on hair products.
Her eyes are second only to her hair. The wide orbs change color depending on her mood and outfit. They go from the purest of blues to the deepest greens. Her eyes almost literally are a window to her soul. Unless she's lying, a talent of hers, Taylor's eyes show all her emotions. She has often been complimented on them.
Her clothing style is what people tend to pay attention to the most though. She has her own style, but in a nutshell it's a layered princess look. She loves torn jeans and ripped up leggings. She has drawers of short skirts and shorts to layer with and other things. She can often be found in thrift stores, buying old clothes to revamp. Her Sewing machine is one of her best friends.
personality
specific traits;; random, energetic, bratty, spoiled
likes;;
[x] painting
[x] sports
[x] getting her way
[x] music
[x] starting problems for others
[x] shopping
[x] quill pens
[x] Sharpies
[x] Cookies
[x] Converse shoes
[x] Vans slip ons
[x] Books like Pretty little liars, Bard Academy and the seven deadly sins
dislikes;;
[x] Coke (The soda)
[x] being told what to do
[x] Being told she's wrong
[x] admitting she's wrong
[x] Classical music
[x] wannabe angst ridden brats
[x] jelly
[x] yogurt
[x] small children
[x] homework
[x] Sitting still
fears;;
[x] Needles
[x] Dark Enclosed places
[x] waking up forty years from now and finding she's done nothing with her life.
goals;;
[x] Become a fashion designer
[x] live in a loft apartment above a coffee shop
[x] write a novel
general personality;;
Taylor is one of the strangest yet normal people you will ever meet. She is overly energetic, constantly on the move. She loves sports, football, quidditch anything that keeps her moving, and her competitive nature happy. At the same time she is really girly and usually has a mirror and brush on hand.
Diaognosed with ADHD at the age of seven, Taylor has been taking pills for it for years. Even with the pills she has a tendancy to go running randomly, whether it be through the school or out on the grounds. She is the kind of girl that says random things at random times, just because it popped into her head. If you're having a conversation with her there's a good chance she'll end up going off on another topic in the middle, but she'll get back to the original topic eventually.
Taylor is a huge sports fan. She loves to play them, hates watching them. She couldn't tell you who was on what football team or whatever. She loves to play the games. Soccer, Volleyball, football, whatever it is. She just loves the rush you get after winning a game and the detirmination it takes to get there.
Even though she loves sport, Taylor is a girl. She isn't extremely girly, she has no problem running around in her sweats and a messy ponytail, but she does love to dress up, especially in her designs. She has her certain make up she wears every day, mostly just her lip gloss, and every night before bed she washes her face and brushes her hair, 100 strokes per side. Nevermind the rest of her hair care regiment. Taylor is proud of the way she looks and wants to keep in that way.
So Taylor is basically an everday teenage girl, but even though there are millions of teenage girls on the planet, you'll never find one exactly like Taylor. She is different without sticking out too much and does whatever it takes for her friends. She will stand up to anyone if they pick on her first and has gotten in many a fist fight over things like that.
history
family
father;; jacob lanceton
father's occupation;; mayor of holyoke
mother;; anastacia lanceton
mother's occupation;; baker
siblings;; brother; Jerrid Anthony Lanceton, 17, Senior. sister; Aurora Christina Lanceton, 16, Junior
general history;; It was way back when, down at Colorado State University when Anastacia and Jacob met. They fell in love almost immediately and soon found that they had a lot in common. However, when graduation day came, Jacob would be leaving for Holyoke, the town where he would ultimately become mayor. Anastacia had wanted to be a fashion designer in new york, however she went and lived with Jacob. They gave birth to their son about a year after they were married.
The next child that was born was Aurora, their first daughter and only planned daughter. When Rory was one, her grandfather died and her father inherited his ranch, which was a big moneymaker. The family moved from their small house in town to the ranch and they were able to have a good life. A year later, Jacob and Anastaica found that they were expecting another child. That wasn't in their plans, however they accepted this baby graciously.
other
keyword;; -admin edit-
rp sample;;
How can you see into my eyes
Like open doors?
Lading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb
Like open doors?
Lading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb
Harper hated her job. It was the worst thing on the planet, in her mind at least. She knew she didn't need the job, her parents could pay for everything, but she wanted to have her own money. For too long everyone thought of her as the spoiled rich girl who had her parents pay for everything.
She walked down the hall, coffee in hand. She Sipped the warm liquid as she hurried away. She, unlike everyone else in the ministry, wore muggle clothes. She was proud of her body and wanted to show it off, and bulky robes did nothing for her figure. Harper didn't care about the looks she got from the others, they could kiss it.
Her black mini skirt was just barely past her finger tips, showing her long, tan legs. Over her white button up shirt she wore a black and green blazer. Always the heartless, ex-slytherin bitch she wore a frown and a 'I dare you to mess with me' look. She had unbuttoned the top few buttons of her top, showing a good amount of clevage.
After another woman glared her down as she walked by, Harper couldn't help but let her frown slide into a smirk. She loved to make other's feel uncomfortable. And if there was one thing she knew, watching a beautiful, sexy young girl walk around made older women uncomfortable and self concious. Hence why they didn't like it.
She walked past someone, her shoulder ramming into theirs. "Damn it..." she muttered, her coffee falling to the ground. "Good job." She snapped at whoever she ran into.
anything else?;; nope