ALEXANDAR, vanessa thursday

[vanessa thursday alexandar]

VANESSATHURSDAYALEXANDAR ,


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there, there baby it's just textbook stuff ,,

character's name: Vanessa Thursday alexandar
nicknames: van, nessa, ness, tizz
birthday: 12th march
age: nineteen
usergroup: local

it's in the ABC of growing up ,,

play-by: Jessica alba
likes: Animals, Penguins, Drawing, Reading
taking photos, big dogs, animals ,white chocolate, strawberries, pudding ,building sandcastles, macadamia cookies, bubble baths, bubbles , listening to the rain , boys , classical music, singing in the shower, dancing, the beach, waves, Water, nature , cloud watching, skipping, running, jumping, being herself, waterfalls, rainforest, theatre, colour, life, sports, scented candles, exotic languages

dislikes: sexism[x billion], sci-fi, , required reading, long queues, weak coffee, the term ‘fat free’, dieting, being rushed, being judged, seeing people sad, making people sad, polka dots, the quiet, early mornings, headaches, hangovers, arrogance, elitism
secrets: blegh…cant think of anything right now that not like totally cliche
• personality: Unpredictable "yeah, never get too comfortable….” 'ness is the type of girl who is prone to spontaneity, she likes to catch people by suprise, and in turn, loves to be suprised herself.
• Mischievous “spawn of the joker..I swear” Ever the prankster, nessa loves nothing more than getting up to some kind of mischief.
• Genuine "Cant tell a lie, that one..shes got it worse than pinocchio" nessa is very straightforward, and to the point, she'll tell you just how she feels most of the time, the only exception is when shes attend her mothers parties.
• Inquisitive " she likes to know a little about everything....or a lot" She loves to learn, loves to find out things or see something in a new way...she is undeniably curious about everything.
• Aloof "seriously, you'd have to wear a neon flashing sign boys.." She has no idea about flirting, or even when a boy likes her...totally no game at all.
• Opinionated "its best just to agree...because you'll never win." Dont get nessa started up on a subject shes passionate about, she had strong beliefs and values and will always hold true to them.
• Indecisive "dont take her to the icecream shop..you'll be there all day" She finds it very hard to make snap decisions about most things....except when it comes to pranks and mischief.
• Hyper "energiser bunny on speed...and then some"
• Outdoorsy "can you say... twenty mile hike?" This girl loves nothing more than being out in the sun and air, she cant stand being inside for very long.
• Athletic "gymoholic much?" She is always invovled in some sort of sports team or activity..she can be a hard girl to keep up with at times.
• Gusty "we dont play truth or dare...just dare and dare" 'Nessa will do pretty much anything in a dare, shes shameless as, the only time her confidence ever falters is around boys...they are her weakness.
• Tomboyish "the only one I know that can make cargos and plaid sexy" Having two brothers means that she is always much more at home around the guys and is hasnt much interest in being girly..
• Sweet "toothache worthy, that girl" Always a kind word or gesture for those around her. she seems to hold that sweet and innocent charm.
• Funny "yeah, yeah..shes usually the only one laughing" nessa has a killer sense of humor and her sarcastic dry wit has had many a causality over the years.
• Two sided "like bonnie and clyde.." ness around friends and ness around her mother are two strikingly opposite people, on one side she is fake, prim and proper...but when she gets around friends..thats when her real personality shines through.

now, now darling oh don't lose your head ,,

hometown: Virginia beach, virgina
history:
Vanessa. Much loved and doted upon daughter of Emmaline and Michael. But same blood type is about all the girl has in common with her mother. She’s been polar opposite since the day she was born – and nothing has changed. Her dark hair, naturally olive skin, beautiful brown eyes and long dark lashes are all from her fathers genetic pool, and are of stark contrast to her mothers blue eyes and golden blonde, dead straight, hair, sometimes its hard to tell that they’re even related. Even in temperament they vary greatly, Emmaline is cool calm and collected, and ‘ness is vibrant and fun, with a friendly recklessness for life that see’s her up to no good most of the time.

Her mother met her father vacationing on a hot blue-skied day, on a beach, in fiji, on that same beach, a year later, they married. Bryce soon made his way into the world and three years later came vanessa. ness was very outdoorsy as a young child, and loved to climb, run and play with the local boys. Which is, incidentally, who she got the scar on her left thigh. This was something that was quickly knocked out of her by her militarianloving mother, instead she was primped and preened, sent to ballet classes, singing lessons, art workshops, and made to play tea party with her ‘friends’ – rich girls with long family lines and lots of old money. Of course, May-Lynne was not evil, just misguided, she wanted so much for her daughter, and heiress, to turn out well and be happy that she didn’t realize she was actually preventing her from being so.

Her relationship with her mother is --- strained, to say the least.

As soon as she graduated from high school she moved out of home, but it hasn’t really stopped her mother from trying to run her life. To keep her nagging to a minimum the girl shows up at the various parties her mother throws, and maintains the air of social finesse and calm she is supposed to – just barely. Even with all that conditioning she is nothing like the other girls, heiresses and such.

Vanessa and her older brother are super close, the girl was like his little tag a long most of the time, which it must have annoyed him, having her, his dorky little kid sister, hanging around with his teenage friends, but he was always cool about it, as were his friends. But that is nothing compared to the attachment she has to her younger brother Landon, the only reason the girl will even bother going home really…just to spend time with him.

cause none of us were angels ,,

your name/alias: affy
your age: old
roleplay experience: I dunno, at least three or four
read the rules: 'loose lips sink ships'
roleplay sample:

IT'S ALL ENDING
STOP PRETENDING

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Anyone who knew the girl would have noticed distinct changes in her behavior as of late, for one, she had developed rather fond affection with her bathroom toilet. “oh ceramie, we certainly must stop meeting like this” she would mutter woozily, brushing her long hair from her face, after once again purging her entire stomach contents into it. At first she had blamed alcohol, she’d been drinking a little more than normal, and she thought that perhaps her body was sending her a firm reprimand about it. After that, it was most definitely food poisoning, she’d had sushi the previous day, so it was highly plausible. But then, then ---

She’d run out of reasons.

Pregnancy hadn’t even occurred to her until her friend had brought it up casually as a joke, to which Emmy had quickly discarded, she’d broken up with her boyfriend over six months ago…it couldn’t be that. And then, thinking about it later on, she felt her stomach drop as her mind danced with the hazy recollection of one very drunken night a month prior. She’d been with Liam and some other friends, that much she knew, and they had both been drinking pretty heavily, her from a fight with her older sister, him from his fresh break up with carling. But that hadn’t hooked up, had they? She couldn’t remember, there being a distinct gap in her memory stretching between being at the club, knocking back vodka shots, to waking up in her bed – alone – feeling sick and hung over. There was only one way to find out, and she felt herself tremble at the possibility.

It had come back positive. All five of them had. In a fit of fear fuelled anger she had thrown the lot hard against the wall, along with some other readily available objects that currently adorned her room, before pacing, and yelling, and tearing her clothes off, and finally curling up in her bed and crying herself to sleep. The next morning she had pulled herself together enough to make an appointment with a doctor, she need to know for sure, she needed to hear it from someone else’s mouth, she was still hovering in denial. She could feel the pity in the young doctors demeanor as he looked at her, as well as the judgment, another teenage mother, they probably trolled through the place in hoards.

“positive, miss johannas” the doctor had said, his smile warm, she stomach knot, and she tried to fix the smile on her face, the one that had become distinctly lopsided, almost tremulous. Somehow she had managed to get home, to her room, without breaking down and inflicting some sort physical harm to herself. She wanted to die. After a repeat of the events from when she had taken the home-pregnancy test, she had pretty much locked herself in her room, turned off her phone, and sulked. She didn’t eat, and didn’t sleep, she just cried, and threw up, though after a day it had become a redundant action, her body had nothing left to purge now. She had gotten away with this until her father had returned from a business trip and demanded to know what was going on, she’d told him she’d broken up with her boyfriend, which had sated him for another couple of days. But then he was at her again, consumed with worry, and threatening to wheel in psychiatrics and counselors.

After a week, she remerged from solidarity, but with little flourish, and she looked like hell, she didnt even bother to dress up, or put on make up. The sun felt like an unwelcome guest upon her her skin, and after so many days spent indoors, in the dark, it almost stung. She headed to a small café in Lakeview mall, one so far out of the way she would surely not find anyone she knew there, most of them shopped at the bigger malls, taking her coffee from the waiter she slumped into the first available seat, only to brood on how her life had turned in such a horrible direction.[/blockquote][/color][/size]
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