Post by avery on Aug 25, 2008 19:22:29 GMT -5
[/size][/color][/font]welcome to the palace,
Avery Victoria Huntington!
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so we'll just sing it for them,[/size][/font]
the roleplayer,
name: Sierra[/blockquote]
age: 16
gender: Female
years roleplaying: four or five
other characters:None
you remind me of a few of my famous friends,
the character basics,full name: Avery Victoria Huntington
nicknames:Ava, Aves, smalls
gender: Female
age: twenty
birthday: March 10th, 1988
orientation: Straight
relationship status: Single but looking
member group: Locals
do you know what i'm seeing,[/color]
appearance,
appearance:[/blockquote]
Avery is a short girl she stands at about 5'3 and weighs in at around 95. She's a stick yes, but she doesn't have an eating disorder of any kind, she just has an extremely fast metabolism. She eats like a fat kid stuck in a sticks body. But very being so tiny it doesn't look so horribnly unproportional as the five foot seven models do when they go all skinny. She actually has abs too. Not very defined, but defined enough to impress people. But she does have a short torso and long legs, which makes finding jeans that fit right extremely hard. She's got very pale skin during the winter time, but during the summer her tone darkens slightly to have a nice even glowing tan, but nothing that'll make her look orange or leathery. That's just gross. Her complexion is fair, everyonce in awhile she'll get the occasional annoying zit but who doesn't.
Aves has long almost white blonde hair. She's a natural blonde but she did dye it to be lighter(by an extreme) but it suits her very well. Her hair reaches to about her waist, she hasn't cut it in years. Most of the time she leaves it down and naturally wavy given her that kind of beachy girl look even if there isn't a beach nearby. Her eyes are an icy blue, but not exceedingly cold. They're almost inviting like you want to know about her. They suit her personality perfectly. On Avery's right hip she has a burn scar from a house fire when she was younger. It doesn't hurt her anymore -emotionally or physically- but she embraces it and it makes her proud to show it off.
Now onto her style of clothing. It's very ecclectic. Anything she finds cute she'll wear it doesn't matter if it's from the 70s or brand spankin new she'll wear it as long as it looks good. But really she's into dresses, but if she's not wearing dresses it's stight skinny jeans with any tops she pulls out of her closet. Any top ranging from band tees to something flashy. She's not one for tennis shoes or shoes in general but because she has to wear them she relaly only wears flats and flip-flops most of the times if she could she'd go barefoot all over everywhere. But people stop her from doing this, because they think it's crazy.
played by: Miss Mosh
it seems i'm someone i've never met,[/color]
personality,
likes:[/blockquote]
- Sunrises
- Getting up at the crack of dawn
- Staying up as late as possible
- Reading
- Cuddling by a roaring fire
- Romance
- Partying
- Standing out
- Taking care of others
- Honesty
- Having control
- Lillies
- Fairytales
- Having a good time
- Hanging with people
- Being able to trust
- Painting
- Dancing
dislikes:
- Spiders
- Meat-eaters(but still friends with them
- People disturbing her morning routine
- Screaming babies
- Know it alls
- Snobby Bitches
- Inconsiderate drivers
- Art trashers
- Extreme heat/or cold
- Backstabbers
- Liars
- Being alone
- Silence
- Overthinking things
strengths:
- Her amazing listening skills
- Great advice
- Stands up for what she believes in
- Painting
- Dancing
weaknesses:
- Her big mouth
- Being slightly too bluntly honest
- Stubborn as a mule
- Boys in general
secrets: She actually started the fire, but by accident
personality summary:
PASSIONATE Avery has always been a very passionate girl. Ever since she was little anything she wanted she'd go for it with all of herself. Throwing her heart into it, and next her head, and often when she becomes so passionate about something she becomes very stubborn and doesn't seem to listen to reason very well. Also a wise thing is don't hurt something she's feeling passionate about, it will mean a world of hurt for you. Unless she doesn't know you did it.
STUBBORN You have no idea how stubborn someone can be until you meet Avery. She's very stuck in her ways, and rarely anyone can change her mind. You can try but it won't work and often leads into fights between her and her friends, but that's rare. She doesn't even think she's being that stubborn, and most of the time thinks she's in the right to believe what she wants and no one has any business telling her what to do.
OUTGOING Avery is a little firecracker. She may look innocent at first glance but later she'll be the one you find dancing on the tables like a maniac. She's not afraid to be the center of attention, but she usually knows when enough is enough. Someone has to keep the people happy, right? If it's her job then so be it, it's not like she really gives them too much to talk about. She's not afraid to be the first to make friends with new people, as well.
WORRISOME Even though Aves doesn't seem like the mother hen type, she sometimes drifts toward that nature when she's with her friends, and worries about everyone's health. Mostly this has to do with her being a vegetarian she takes the vitamins she needs and eats quite healthily, but that's hard to say for her band mates. So she often keeps them in check, and worries over them like their little mother hen, but really that's the only time she becomes smotheringly motherly
BLUNTLY HONEST Avery hates liars. If you ever lie to her prepare for a verbal bashing you never expected. Of course everyone lies and she understands that little white lies are okay at times, but honestly not all the time like most people do these days. So if someone asked her if those jeans made their ass look like a hideous hippo ass she say yes and that they should change before being publicly humiliated. But this isn't always the best route to take, and Avery doesn't quite understand that too much honesty can be a bad thing. But a lot of the time people like that she's not afraid to speak her mind.
things have changed for me,[/color]
history,
nationality:German, Scottish[/blockquote]
hometown: New York City
parents:
Jonah Huntington, Fifty, Painter
Madison Huntington, fourty-nine, Dance Teacher
siblings:
none
other important people: none
pets:Greater Swiss Mountain Dog Puppy, Dakota
history summary:
PRENATAL Jonah and Madison met when Madison was with her girlfriends at the opening of an art Gala. THis is where the two met, it just happened to be Jonah's art she fell in love with and then him, and his charming boyish good looks and personality. Two years later they got married, and a year after that Avery came along. It was a hard nine months for the family even though they had a little one on the way it seemed like their elderly parents or their own grandparents weren't staying around to see their grand daughter. There were three funerals in the span of nine months, her mother was having a hard time with it all three of the family members were hers. This continued stress rose her blood pressure up, and she went into early labor two weeks before her due date. But Avery was healthy as any little baby, tinier than most but they didn't care.
TODDLER As a little toddler Avery would some how get her hands on everything. She was very active, and pretty smart for a little one. Her parents would attempt to keep things out of her reach but with out them knowing she'd get to them again. Her parents could hardly keep her contained inside the house, and had to take trips to the park everyday so that they could tire her out. She never took naps so she was a constant terror to them, but that just made them love her more. Her blonde curls, and blue eyes, she just sucked people in and wouldn't let them go.
KID As she grew into being a little kid she often liked to spend the nights at her friend's houses. She enjoyed having friends, and spending time with them. But one common evening turned disastrous as she stayed at her friends house. She had gotten up in the middle of the night and hadn't wanted to wake anyone, she made way to the bathroom to go potty and as she was pulling down her pj bottoms she lifted her head up and hit a curling iron dumping it into the sink. She didn't think anything of it. As she finished her business, and went back to sleep she was woken up a half hour later to the smell of smoke, and the said of a roaring fire. In panic she had hid in a closet from the smoke and dangerous flames. If it hadn't been for a brave fireman she probably would've died. She'd passed out from smoke inhalation, and had been burned severely on her right hip. After a while it donned on her (from listening to what her parents were saying) that a curling iron had short-circuited and started the fire. So it had been Avery's fault. She never told anyone.
TEENS Just like when she was a toddler she was hard to handle. But through her preteens she had a hard time speaking to people, and making friends. Her parents sent her to a psychiatrist and her prescribed maybe doing some after school activities to get over the fire that had traumatized her. After school activity number one: Dance Team. At first Avery hated it,. but as she learned to feel the beat, and was constantly praised by her teacher she started enjoying it. She then aspired to be a a dance teacher like her mother. But as she reached high school art classes reached out to her and she started dropping the ball when it came to dance. But her friends talked some sense into her and kept her balanced with dance and art.
PRESENT There's not time like the present time. Avery lives by herself and works as a dance instructor for little kids at one of her mother's dance studios and in her free time she paints as much as she can. But some how she keeps running into thos selfish brats that MTV is now centered around. TV just sucks if you ask her.
if all our life is but a dream,[/color]
for the admin,
time zone: WEst Coast, Pacific. -8[/blockquote]
minimum word count: 400
roleplay sample:[taken from This Disaster Tour rp]
Seb laughed silently, just her body shaking was the only way you could tell she was laughing. That and the smile on her face. It almost looked as if she was having a seizure, but she wasn't. When she laughed she made no noise, except when she needed air, and sucked in the oxygen deeply. Sebby could just imagine Braydin at ninety pulling into the park on his scooter, and then getting out(using his cane of course) and heading over to the slide, and attempting to climb up the ladder, just so he could slide down. This image had made her day, by far, the best day ever. Hilarious!
Well she had not been expecting that question. What had happened when came to his pictures. Sebastiana searched her memory. Oh right, his band had all the cuties. Well one of the bands with cute faces. Now it was all coming together. Blood rushed to her cheeks, and turned them a light shade of pink. "Well...I'm pretty sure I was quite distracted." she gave him a wink, and tried to play it off like she was just awesomely awesome, and could do anything. Which she often tells people she can, whether they believe her or not, is up to them. Seb has a way of saying she dominates and making her ego seem huge when in reality she's just a tiny bit insecure about her own personality. That's probably why she hides behind her falsely huge ego. But it's not like she goes around telling people she's God (unless people have light sabers near her and she grabs them, and tells them she's God because she's holding onto a light saber beam). Hopefully her pink cheeks hadn't betrayed how she had tried to play off the small arising crush.
Heh. She hadn't had a crush on anyone since she was 15. Paris was his name. Hottie, popular (like her), and could play the guitar amazingly well. She was hooked from the first chord he'd played her. Seb was a sucker for anything acoustic, it'd probably be her one downfall in the world, but she didn't care. Of course the two never hooked up because, some whore had stolen him away from her, and the two ended up not talking. Maybe at the highschool reunion she'll take him out, and show him what he really missed out on. That's if she's not completely busy being famous. A part of her still wasn't sure that this isn't all just some crazy wacked out dream. A lot of the time she expects to wake up to the real world.
"See your story is so better than mine. I auditioned. So unoriginal. But yours has history. Feelings. I wish I could play the guitar. I've only ever sang. I can play piano though, if you wanna here some mad jazz piano I'm your gal!" She giggled, and kicked at the ground, sending her swinging back and forth again. She had started to come to a stop. Sebby looked out at the horizon. Trees, buildings, streets, and the sun. "Here we are." she repeated after him, slowly drifting into a slight daze. But her broke her free of the spell by asking her about the tour.
"It's the best thing ever! I'm having so much fun, and I think it's really bringing the band closer together. We're finally reaching the point of, 'Oh God! This is really happening!'. You know what I mean?" She ripped her gaze off the horizon and placed it upon him. He looked to be the essence of a boy in a band. The hair, the clothes. Sebastiana didn't really ever resemble anything like a girl in the band. She often wore vintage dresses, and any type of vintage clothing. Occasionally she wore a band T-shirt, and jeans, but even though she only looked like a groupie. "I wouldn't trade this for anything in the world, not even college. Tell me if you weren't in a band and making it big, what would you be doing right now?" She was really curious. She knew what she would be doing. Taking nursing courses. All her life she'd wanted to help people, and nursing had seemed like the best way to do that. But through music she's found a new way to reach out to people, and help them that way.
this application was made by edi, lyrics belong to panic at the disco and this format was inspired by valkyrie academy
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