Post by maryssa on Aug 16, 2009 21:39:42 GMT -5
age and birthday ,[/color] eighteen, october thirteenth
height ,[/color] five feet six inches
body type ,[/color] slim, slender
sexuality ,[/color] straight
relationship status ,[/color] single
play - by ,[/color] alexis bledel
group ,[/color] high school student[/ul]
boys, food, reading, drawing, painting, laughing, smiling, shopping, shoes, clothes, purses, movies, secret love for disney, friends, the mall, fashion shows, video games, fantasy, 'magic', pastries, book shops, cafes, mountains, landscapes, photography, art galleries, museums, dogs, iguanas, cruises, reality tv, sundresses, family, football games, baseball games, swimming, showers, flowers, fields
dislikes ,[/color]
being wrong, illness, bad hair, being scared, when people call her a slut, when her family is angry, hospitals, death, fear, the ocean, sharks, whales, frowning, thing sthat smell weird, being unable to protect herself, being upset, people who can't have a conversation, rules, war, being bored, not having money
fears ,[/color]
the dark, whales, sharks, being alone
habits ,[/color]
twisting her hair, biting her nails, tapping her foot
flaws ,[/color]
stubborn, opinionated, hypocritical
personality ,[/color]
outgoing, loud, adventurous, complex, happy, stubborn, relaxed, learner, accepting, loving, kind, confident, determined, easily pleased, sociable, intelligent, conscious, aware, hard working, unintentional trouble maker, fun, energetic, dreamer, believer[/ul]
matthew lucas nixon , forty four , law firm partner
jacqueline anna harper-nixon , forty two , magazine owner
siblings ,[/color]
jackson tanner nixon , nineteen , college student
justing christopher nixon , twenty , college student
harrison jason nixon , twenty one , photographer
aric robert nixon , twenty two , tattoo artist
other family ,[/color]
morgana harper-cohen , aunt , thirty nine , doctor
jeffery cohen , uncle , forty one , doctor
history ,[/color]
on october thirteenth nineteen ninety, matthew and jacqueline brought their fifth and final child into their family. as the only girl in the family, savannah grew up protected and surrounded by family. she grew up in a wealthy family, in new york city until she was ten years old. her mother was the outcast in their family, being high fashion and rarely around. when savannah turned ten, their family decided to move to hilo, hawaii. it was ultimately to be a family again and get away from the scandal that was happening in new york. added to this was the fact that the rest of their family, which consisted of about a million give or take a few members. since then they've spent a good amount of quality time together. so if it weren't for the constant watch on their lives, the scandalous stories, and bitchy mother, really their life would be perfect.
unfortunately, her mother hates her. you'd think that her mother would love her, as a girl that she can dress up and talk about girl stuff with. however, savannah was never the girly girl that her name suggests. she was more into art than anything when she was younger. and not much has changed since. her mother belittles her and they have screaming matches, she dabbles in painting, sketching, and photography. she has gotten more girly, but does have her 'comfortable' days. more or less her family is normal and [/ul]
age ,[/color] sixteeeen
years of experience ,[/color] two
gender ,[/color] vagg
anything else ,[/color] i'm pretty bitchin' (:
role playing sample ,[/color]
june didn't know what she would do if destiny left her. she didn't think destiny would leave, she would probably think it was against her motherly instinct. or something of the sort. maybe it was just june's mind trying to make excuses for why destiny wouldn't leave. she couldn't deal with another one up and leaving. and she couldn't deal with another tub of ice cream. she didn't gain weight, it wasn't in her gene pool or some shit like that, but she felt sick and like throwing up after the last time she ate the entire tub of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. delicious, perfect, and heaven, yes. but was it really worth getting sick to her stomach? well, maybe in june's mind it was. she adored food so any food was worth whatever the reprecautions were. that wasn't the point though. the point was that she couldn't afford to keep eating this much, it wasn't good for her. that was what the doctors told her. okay, that's what she read. the doctors usually told her that she was perfectly healthy and would live a long life. it boggled them that such an unhealthy girl had such good test results. she was lucky, that was all. her plan was to teach hope to eat as much as she could to gain a fast metabolism like june.
hope is going to grow up to be just like you, a little tease. i can see it. but i'm definitely going to teach her a few things when she grows up. like eating is the way of life, the cuties aren't always the good ones. stuff like that. y'know. she waved it off nonchalantly. she adored hope. really she did. but the skating was all about destiny and june. their friendship. and their epicness. which if june did admit was pretty damned amazing. they turned all the heads when they walked into the place. june had missed this. she hadn't seen her best friend in two months. the longest she had gone without seeing destiny since she had met her. it was odd, knowing that destiny wasn't a phonecall away from hanging out. or possibly a corner away from going to grab coffee and lunch. crazy girl thought she could get away with it too. as if destiny could escape from june's nagging and joking blame. she would pick on destiny another time though, they were going to have memories and laughs and smiles all night. they would fall on their ass, be laughed at, talk back to the people laughing at them, and have a good time. afterwards june would hassle her. it was a very thought out plan. really, that was what june was all about.
luck was something she lacked in at times though. especially with anything regarding skating, coordination, and plain old luck. the skates she had gotten when they went to the counter were very difficult. it wasn't her, she could put skates on. these were evil though. after five minutes of struggling she flung her head up and blew the hair out of her face. her hair was down tonight, she had to look good for the five year old boys that were there didn't she? this meant that she would be struggling with her hair all night. oh sure, nag the girl who got the jacked up skates. if you had these you'd be taking a while too. these have something against me. see the horns? i do. they're evil. satan. whatever with you des! she huffed and struggled to get the second skate on. it only took two minutes this time. obviously this was the more angelic of the satans. snapped on, secure, and prepared for whatever came at her june stood up and grabbed destiny's hand. she looked into the little camera and smiled. audience! we are here! the one, the only, june and destiny! scream. now. cheer for us. we're epic. ah fuck you all. she smiled mischieviously at destiny and dragged her into the crowd of skaters. this was going to be a night to remember without a doubt. june was already struggling to stead herself and stand up.
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