Post by Mercedes Love on Nov 7, 2006 20:36:38 GMT -5
A b o u t Y o u
Name: Madzzzzzzz
Age: 14
Gender: Fe to the male, fool.
Y o u r C h a r a c t e r
Name:
Mercedes Love Tritoni
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Race:
French and Italian with a dash of Brazilian
Personality:
Cede is spilt into 3 part. The good, the bad, and the bitch.
It’s very obvious that Cede is the Queen Bee. She knows she beautiful, and knows she comes from the richest family on this side of the Country. Mercedes, when she wants to be, is a little brat, and has some '‘Cede-Is-A-Princess” time, where murder anyone who doesn’t give her what she wants. Mercedes is stubborn, she thinks she’s right, always. Hearing the words ‘I’m Sorry’ out of her mouth, is like watching her go more them three weeks without getting her nails done. It doesn’t happen.
But then, Cede has this good part. It's the one where she's a pleasent person, very outgoing. Though she likes to be known as the big bitch, Cede is just...average. There is next to nothing special about her. She's an plain chick, living in the body of a brizian, bitchy, sex goddess.
And then there the bad girl. Ok, it's not really 'Bad Girl' it's more Mod-Mid-Night-Chic-Night-Walker. Really hot hun? This is the uausal Cede when she's a club. Well, then, she Mercedes. Or Toni, or what ever the bartender decides to call her that night. Ha. Like he's got time to talk to her between dance partners, hook ups, and drinks.
Appearance:
Cede knows how good she looks, and loves to flaunt it. Her curvy body is her friend and she takes it very seriously. Cede has one of those amazing tans that seem like then could only come from a tanning bed. Actually it’s natural. Her Italian and Brazilian heritage really works out for her, giving her that perfect shade of skin that men seem to die for.
Cede stands at a height of 5’10’’ and is never without heels. Her eyes are a beautiful shade of Grey Blue that works wonderfully with her dark brown, thick, shoulder length hair.
Flaws:
Mercedes is just… she makes the stupidest choice. She’s had run-ins with drug, she drinks like it’s a sport, and she a spoiled little brat. To top that off, she’s stubborn, and loves to gamble. Not on the card table, oh no, with cars. She loves a fast car, and can’t help herself to ush the limits, as car as they go, and then some.
But. There's more. Cede also has this slight men-problem. She is Loveless, and refuses to be in love. She will say it to no one, no matter how many times they tell her, no matter much it's true. She refues to use the words 'I love You'.
Background ((Keep this short)):
Mercedes has always been rich. And she’s always going to be rich. All of her 17 years of life, Mercedes has lived in the same pent house, with her mother and father, and sometimes older brother.
From the time of her birth until right now, Cede has been the pride and joy of just about everything. Yea, Everything.
Sample of Role Playing ((Any Genre)):
**This is an Intro from a High School Role-Play**
Elizabeth Martin stood looking into the full-length mirror hanging on her pure white walls. She gently applied another coat of Kiss This Gloss in Flirter pushed the wand into the tube and closed it before stepping into her pink round toe stelltio pumps, with white treading. Elizabeth pushed her blond hair back and took one last look into her mirror before leaving for the car.
Elizabeth’s shoes clicked against the tile as she walked down the spiral staircase, her French Manicure hands slid down the banister as she walked. Reaching the bottom step, Elizabeth Checked her make up one last time. Her gold eyeliner on her golden honey eyes was perfect. Lip gloss, perfect. Elizabeth pulled open the front French door of her home, and stepped out and waited for Mitch.
Mitch stood at her Black Range Rover, with the door open. Elizabeth slid in with a smile and a ‘Thanks, Doll’. Mitch closed the door and was in the driver’s seat quickly. Mitch pulled out of the horseshoe shaped driveway of the Martine’s Mansion. Elizabeth was off to school. A medium Latte from Starbucks, and a chocolate chip muffin. Elizabeth ate quickly, getting crumbs on her jeans.
Her jeans were her newest, the cutest from Nicky Hilton. White denim jeans hugged her hips unique with its green and pink contrast stitching, zip-fly closure, beige embroidery on right back pocket, and coin pocket on right leg. They had a stretchy fit with boot-cut leg opening.
To match, she wore a Pink ultra lightweight tank, semi-sheer, with button detailing in front and a deep scoop neck. Her 1" were great straps for support. It falls below waist. Underneath she simply wore a White Classic Tank.
“G’Day, Miss Elizabeth!” Mitch said suddenly. Elizabeth pulled open her door, and slid out. It was time to go pretend to be perfect and popular. Elizabeth pulled her oversized, white Channel sunglasses over her eyes, Time to be poised, and outgoing, a natural tennis star, and swim captain. Time to Be Liz Martin.
