Post by Heather von Trampp on Nov 9, 2006 17:23:21 GMT -5
About You//
Name: Lindsey!!!
Age: 17
Gender: female
How many hours do you spend online daily? mehh, 3?
Your Character//
Name Heather Faye Cartier
Age 17
Gender female
Race caucasian persuasiannn =)
Look-a-Like Jessica Simpson
Personality Heather, Heather, Heather. There's no one in this world like Heather, and everyone around here, guys and girls alike know it. Guys trip over themselves to get to her, and girls go out of their way to try to be her best friend. She's "the cat's meow". She's quirky, and a bit cocky. She has a contagious laugh that rings out above all else. Bitchy? I think not. Intimidating? Oh yes. Get in the way of what she wants, you better watch out.
Appearance A 5 foot 10, blonde with gorgeous emerald green eyes. Who could ask for anything more? Her 34D's are always a hit with the guys, and girls are always gossiping about them. All real, ladies and gents. Her athletic, yet bodacious frame has come from pure genetics. How many times does she go to the gym a week? Try zero. But Heather's not a completely bum, she does play volleyball and is pretty good at it. Her smile is as smooth as honey the way it widens slowly into a grin that blinds you. Basically, she's a golden girl.
Background Born and raised in New York, her father is the co-owner of world renowned Barney's New York. No wonder she always has the cutest clothes. Her mother is a well-known socialite throughout the Upper East Side and would like for her daughter to become one as well.
Sample of Role Playing ((Any Genre))Lindsey was a girl of 17. She was 5'9 with a toned build. Her wavy brunette hair gently rested on her shoulders. Her eyes,emerald green, were lined with green eyeliner and black mascara. Her body was covered with a baby blue Juicy Couture hoody, a pair of black skinny jeans and black low top Converse. On her neck was a string of pearls,that rested on her collarbone.
She stood at her locker, spinning the combination, 31-23-16. She looked in the mirror and ran her fingers through her sun streaked hair. In her locker was a picture of her and three other girls, smiling on the side of a boat, arms around each other. It was Lindsey and her three best friends from her old school in the Hamptons. She smiled at the picture but didn’t dwell on it.
She rubbed her glossed lips together, getting a little bit of the watermelon flavor on her tongue, then shut her locker and turned around, facing the crowds of students. She leaned against it, resting her left thumb in the waist band of her jeans and with her right hand, adjusting the strap of her Dior handbag that rested on her shoulder.
With the thumb that rested in the waistband of her jeans, Lindsey was able to feel the tattoo that she had just below her hipbone. It was a picture of Tinkerbell, her childhood hero. It symbolized the way Lindsey was, always a believer. She waited patiently for the first bell like this
Name: Lindsey!!!
Age: 17
Gender: female
How many hours do you spend online daily? mehh, 3?
Your Character//
Name Heather Faye Cartier
Age 17
Gender female
Race caucasian persuasiannn =)
Look-a-Like Jessica Simpson
Personality Heather, Heather, Heather. There's no one in this world like Heather, and everyone around here, guys and girls alike know it. Guys trip over themselves to get to her, and girls go out of their way to try to be her best friend. She's "the cat's meow". She's quirky, and a bit cocky. She has a contagious laugh that rings out above all else. Bitchy? I think not. Intimidating? Oh yes. Get in the way of what she wants, you better watch out.
Appearance A 5 foot 10, blonde with gorgeous emerald green eyes. Who could ask for anything more? Her 34D's are always a hit with the guys, and girls are always gossiping about them. All real, ladies and gents. Her athletic, yet bodacious frame has come from pure genetics. How many times does she go to the gym a week? Try zero. But Heather's not a completely bum, she does play volleyball and is pretty good at it. Her smile is as smooth as honey the way it widens slowly into a grin that blinds you. Basically, she's a golden girl.
Background Born and raised in New York, her father is the co-owner of world renowned Barney's New York. No wonder she always has the cutest clothes. Her mother is a well-known socialite throughout the Upper East Side and would like for her daughter to become one as well.
Sample of Role Playing ((Any Genre))Lindsey was a girl of 17. She was 5'9 with a toned build. Her wavy brunette hair gently rested on her shoulders. Her eyes,emerald green, were lined with green eyeliner and black mascara. Her body was covered with a baby blue Juicy Couture hoody, a pair of black skinny jeans and black low top Converse. On her neck was a string of pearls,that rested on her collarbone.
She stood at her locker, spinning the combination, 31-23-16. She looked in the mirror and ran her fingers through her sun streaked hair. In her locker was a picture of her and three other girls, smiling on the side of a boat, arms around each other. It was Lindsey and her three best friends from her old school in the Hamptons. She smiled at the picture but didn’t dwell on it.
She rubbed her glossed lips together, getting a little bit of the watermelon flavor on her tongue, then shut her locker and turned around, facing the crowds of students. She leaned against it, resting her left thumb in the waist band of her jeans and with her right hand, adjusting the strap of her Dior handbag that rested on her shoulder.
With the thumb that rested in the waistband of her jeans, Lindsey was able to feel the tattoo that she had just below her hipbone. It was a picture of Tinkerbell, her childhood hero. It symbolized the way Lindsey was, always a believer. She waited patiently for the first bell like this
