Post by Brie Stark on Apr 16, 2009 1:27:02 GMT -5
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Name: brie ann stark
Age: sixteen
Gender: female
School: breeze
Appearance:+Background Information+
Personality:There are hundreds of words that can be used to describe Brie’s personality but, there are only six that can BEST describe her; adventurous, polite, mature, cunning, sarcastic and wise. She can also be called, free-spirited, flirtatious, talkative, humorous and compassionate but, mind you those are the POSITIVE qualities of her personality. She also has some nasty traits you could live without; blunt, vengeful, jealousy, rebellious and a gossip. She is one mixed girl to have such a variety of traits.
She has had a strange emotional past and that is probably the reason she is the way she is personality-wise. She lived her parents beliefs to a T by their standards are it has been a little troubling for her. She hasn’t been able to have a true relationship whether it is friendship or romance with the 'bad boys' of the city. She finds the whole thing time consuming and so she pulled away from her parents beliefs, as best as she could.
She still struggles with her parents and their beliefs but, she has pretty much rebelled against the whole thing. Now she goes out and does her own thing, not listening to a thing her family has to say. She is often found drinking with some type of biker gang or businessmen whining down from a long day at the office. She has been caught with a fake ID but, she doesn’t really think about it anyways.
She loves to press her luck so she does the most daring of things. She sneaks out, drinks and even hangs out with the 'bad' boys when ever she gets the chance. She love pushing her parents buttons, as well, she lets them see who she hangs out with but, she doesn’t give in when they accuse her of it.
All and all, she loves to be ‘daddy’s little girl gone bad.’ She doesn’t plan to change her ways but, she also doesn’t plan on going on with her little charades.
History:Brie Ann Stark, Brie for short, grew up in her parents hometown, Albany, NY. She was a popular girl throughout grade school and soon became one of the populars in junior high. She was popular by many different aspects of the student body's point of view. She soon was accepted into the school's main stream populars. She had the life all until she injured herself in a soccer game. She was put to bed rest for a couple week, to left her knee heal.
She had been running to make the winning goal when one of the opposing team members ran into her, tearing her ligament. She was put to bed rest after the surgery and was thrown out of the loop. She she claims into to be second worst memory but, deep down it felt like the worst. She soon recovered and returned to school, the populars accepted back in but, she was the lesser member now. She soon completely feel away from the group.
Such an agonizing final month of sophomore year, do you think so? Well that didn't get Brie down because she got to move to the city of NYC that summer. She looked forward to her fresh start and her new profession of singing. She spent the summer online, looking for things to do with singing. She got some jobs here and there as an extra but, nothing to fancy. She craved more, she lived for the rush of singing for people. She needed to feel that high once more.+School Information+
Grade: junior
Extracurricular Activities: photography and dance team+Rp Example+
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Brie sat at table by herself, something she did often due to the fact that she was usually writing something down or flipping through her phone. Either way, she wasn't much for talking to anyone, especially during her lunch time, which was her alone time at school. Today was no different, except for the fact that she craved the company of someone, anyone to keep her from doing insane with undying boredom.
She watched as people walked by, not even saying hi or whats up. She didn't find it odd but, she wished they'd be bold enough to sit with her, keep her company, get to know her. She sighed, resting her chin on the back of her hand, which sat on top the other which was resting on the table that sat before her. Her brown eyes watched everything she could without being noticed as a 'stalker'. The word was used so randomly and loosely now, did anyone really know what a stalker was.
She sighed again, turning her attention to her bag which sat on the floor next to her feet. She grabbed her iPod a pen and some paper, where she started scribbling down lyrics to her new song 'lunchtime blues'. Now she never was the type to finish her songs and she only had a hand full songs that were actually finished to the end. She needed someone to talk to, it was going to drive her to the brink of insanity otherwise.
Other: she has a rat terrior named artemis[/size][/blockquote]
