Post by elizabeth grace dealin on Aug 23, 2009 16:28:52 GMT -6
E L I Z A B E T H G R A C E D E A L I N
* run with the w i n d w i l d child and dance to the b e a t of you h e a r t .
HEY THERE. THE NAME IS LYNX MARIE LAVANDER, AND I AM SEVENTEEN.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT THREE YEARS
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE ELIZABETH GRACE DEALIN. OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES.
- - - - nicknames, ELLY
- - - - gender, FEMALE
- - - - sexuality, STRAIGHT
- - - - band & job, THIS IS NOT A TEST! && STYLIST
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- - - - hair, CURRENTLY BLOND
- - - - built, SLENDER
- - - - weight, 123
- - - - height, 5'6
- - - - fashion sense, PUNK, ROCK, SKATER - mixed
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[li]pie
[/li][li]puppies
[/li][li]her band
[/li][li]being a stylist
[/li][li]clothes
[/li][li]shopping
[/li][li]spending money
[/li][li]the night
[/li][li]stars
[/li][li]dancing
[/li][li]&dancing
[/li][li]&more dancing
[/li][li]being spoiled
[/li][li]getting her way
[/li][li]reading
[/li][li]coloring
- - - - loathes,
[/li][li]anything with more that four legs
[/li][li]burnt food
[/li][li]the smell of gas
[/li][li]getting wasted to the point she is sick
[/li][li]waking up
[/li][li]being wrong
[/li][li]being told no
[/li][li]being used
[/li][li]ignorant people
[/li][li]total bitches
[/li][li]not finding what she wants when she shops
[/li][li]not getting her pie
[/li][li]soda
[/li][li]gum
- - - - strengths,
[/li][li]scene of fashion
[/li][li]being smart
[/li][li]personality
[/li][li]smile
[/li][li]being with her band/family
[/li][li]when her boys look amazing in what they are wearing
- - - - weaknesses,
[/li][li]stubbornness
[/li][li]books
[/li][li]romance
[/li][li]being sick
[/li][li]pie
- - - - dreams,
[/li][li] that her band will make it big, and then she will make it big as a stylist, and they will stay together forever
[/li][li] that she might become a professional dancer
- - - - fears,
[/li][li] that one of her outfits for her boys will hit the rocks
[/li][li] that she will never find love
[/li][li] that she wont be able to find pie
[/li][li] failing
- - - - overall personality,
Dramatic -- is the understatement of the year when it comes to Elly. Everything to her is a performance. What really tears her life apart is when she can't tell her life-acting from her real relationships which sets her ascue.
Loyal -- Loyal to the death, once you have her trust you can't shake her. However sometimes she seems shaky, her faith is strong, but when she actually looses trust in you she is damaged. She is always the friend to go to in trouble because she will always stand by your side.
Cunning -- Elly is extremely school smart, but outside of that Elly knows how to get what she wants and won't let herself be cheated out of anything
Sparkly -- Yes, she sparkles. It’s almost as though she has too much charisma for her own good. People are drawn to her. She’s got an aurora of being open and fun. Unlike her best friend, Elly is rather personable and approachable. Good things come to her, without much of an effort at all on her part. She’s most always the center of attention, even when she doesn’t try to be. People like her, or like the idea of her. Blond and shiny and, in a lot of ways, fake.
Capricious -- A girl that can be described as whimsical, Elly lives from impulse to impulse. She doesn’t give much thought to things. Not really. If lying to save herself from explaining an awkward situation, then she’ll probably do it, and not even think about what lying will create. If she feels like pie, then dammit she’ll get herself some pie, even if it’s three am. She’s erratic at best, hard to pin down to any one thing and can often be seen as a little fickle. Changes of mind and personality aren’t odd for Elly. She can switch from Sweetheart to Bitch in a blink, then back again before you realize what’s happened.
Venomous -- While she may be one of the better loved socialites, Elly isn’t without her poison. Cross her, and you might just find yourself double crossed. She tries to be miss congeniality, and she’s no Blair Waldorf, but give her reason to, and she will fight dirty. Nails and hair pulling, and maybe even some backstabbing. After all, before she went to boarding school, she did rein supreme. She didn’t get there just on her sparkly smile now did she? After all, considering who her best friend is, Elly has to have some sort of backbone.
Charming -- One thing you may notice right away with Elly is the mysterious air that surrounds her. She tends to have an effect on people, making them want to know more about her, what she’s like, how she can see with all that hair in her face, you get the picture. Of course, this is all accidental. Never would Elly want to call for attention, at all. Lately, with everything she’s been through, Elly prefers to blend in with the crowd, ever since last year…
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- - - - family,
- - - - pets, none
- - - - overall history,
Tragedy seemed to have a hold on the little child and she hardly knew it. The reason why fate was so cruel was that of an impossible question. No, she had not been abused as a child; actually both had loved her to the end of the world. They treated her like their little princess. They had conceived another child, oddly, but gratefully no sibling rivalry had struck. Surprisingly enough, for the other infant had been male. No, the sister and brother had been the best of friends. Both protective and respecting their other. Her parents, Emma Marie Dealin, and Timothy Eric Dealin had been so appreciative and encouraging as they grew up. They owned a large property on the outskirts of California. Emma owned and designed her own clothing line, something Brooke one day wished to take over. Her dad was the company manager of a large real state agency. Giving them tons of cash to spoil their precious children with. But being so wealthy came with its hazards.
Hazards that no one ever really stopped to think about. Elly was only ten at the time, her brother eight. They had been upstairs watching a movie with the volume turned as low as possible. It was a rule that all TV was turned off by eleven…Their parents were working restlessly downstairs, and couldn’t be bothered at the moment to check if the children were asleep or not. Giving them many opportunities. The movie hadn’t lasted long before a deafening crash reached their ears. Alarmed, but realizing that she had power for she was the eldest, she took hold of her brother. Screams suddenly filled the once peaceful atmosphere. Along with a few loud bangs, that resembled gunfire.
Grabbing the phone in the doorway of their room, Elly grasped her brothers mouth and held it there to keep him from speaking. She dragged him along as she hurriedly reached their closet. She pushed him into the back first before entering also. Fear was pounding through her head, but all she could focus on was the echo of the yells.
As soon as the closet door had shut, the sound of another opening reached her ears. Biting on her lip she could hear things being rummaged through and thrown around but she continued to keep as still as possible, with her hand over her brother’s mouth. The noises had stopped, but she waited. Sitting there with him in tears for well over an hour before finally stepping from the closet. Their room looked as though a hurricane had been through it, things were torn about and scattered along the ground, but that’s not what worried her. She raced down stairs, ignoring her brother’s footsteps as he followed behind. Not even a gasp could leave her lips as she gazed down. Two bodies rest on the floor, blood pouring from their heads. Out of no where they came and the next thing she knew her brother was on the floor.
They had been sent to an orphanage, till Elly reached proper age to invest her parent’s money. She left to Tennessee, buying their own house and seeing this as a fresh start. A new slate for them to start again. She was only sixteen at the time, and that is where she came into what she considers her knew family. The band THIS IS NOT A TEST. she has been with them ever since.
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