Post by analeigh on Oct 18, 2008 0:45:08 GMT -5
analeigh jane renyolds
[/i]"well behaved women,"[/size]
"never make history"
•• i just watched her make the same mistakes again[/i][/color] ••[/center][/size]
name: analeigh jane renyolds[/b][/i]
nicknames:ana, aj, analeigh
gender: female
age: twenty
date of birth: feburary 28th
sexuality: straight
heritage: french and italian
grade: sophomore
major: life sciences•• what's wrong, what's wrong now? ••
hair colour: dark brown
eye colour: honey brown
build: slim/slender
height: 5'2
weight: 107 lbs
piercings: ear lobes twice, belly button
tattoos: none
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with her intelligent and honey brown eyes and her savvy chestnut locks, analeigh isn't one to be passed by ; evenly put she's a beautiful young woman. she's got the imperative sense of beauty that's stereotypical now-a-days, but her beauty is a homely and comfortable one. even though that may said to be true, analeigh doesn't see her 'beauty' and is actually quite self conscious. analeigh's a femme-fatale without even trying to be. she developed quite early and it paid off in the long run. she's relevantly pretty without being barbie gorgeous or plastic, which tends to be a plus -considering she never really liked barbies anyways. with her huge, doe-like honey eyes and her chestnut brown locks ; she was much more then just a simple face. analeigh is a pretty girl, but her beauty was much more complex then the average teenaged girl. her smile, and her laugh tends to lights up the room, even though she denies it constantly.
and with analeigh's prominent facial features she likes to believe that her face is her biggest asset. she has the face of a classic beauty , serious while being slightly on the vulnerable side. she has locks of an off-set brunette, bordering a mixture of browns and black varied by the sunlight. they flow past her slender shoulders and down towards the middle of her back. naturally straight, easily managed the fronts of her hair are seemingly shorter then the rest and curve towards her neck instinctively. they add flare to her glowing, golden skin tone.
analeigh is built nothing like a model, she's shapely in the wrong places and she eats more than a celery stick each day. with her easy, pale skin tone and even with this she glows in the light no matter the colors she has on. at times she doesn't find it too desirable and most of the time she wishes that she was much more tanned than she is in reality. you can't place analeigh's clothing style into a category because it ranges from a wide variety of things. she'll be seen in anything from skirts to jeans and a tank and at times she even enjoys dressing up. however, she's a fashionista without even trying, she comes up with absurd clothing choices, but it always seems to work - and she doesn't know why.
played by: rachel bilson
•• too many, too many problems ••
[/b][/i]home town: manhattan, new york
mother: annette weathers
father: james renyolds
brothers: tyler, chase and matthew
sisters: none
other: none
•• don't know where she belongs ••
[/b][/i][/center]history:
n February analeigh jane renyolds was born to the renyolds family. analeigh had three older siblings, Tyler, Matthew, and Chase. Analeigh really enjoyed having older siblings, especially when she was younger. and being the youngest, and the only girl, always made things more fun. For her first couple years of life things were completely fantastic! She lived in Miami, Las Vegas and New York. She was the spoiled little princess in the family - without a doubt. Analeigh got whatever her little heart desired, and she hoped that it would always be like that. And being the fabulous child she was why would it not be. Besides she had to be her parents favorite, it was what she aimed for no matter what. And man did she succeed with that one. She had cause so many issues with the family that two of her brothers, Chase and Tyler, seemed to hate her... a lot. when analeigh was 7 or 8 and a half her family moved to Manhattan. [her father got transfered]
Growing up was less than average for Analeigh, she had a very large family, and she was teased most of the time. She went to school and got amazing marks, which was just another reason for Chase and Tyler to hate her. And part of her actually enjoyed the fact that they had always been so jealous of her, and the attention that she received from everyone. But Analeigh did have her ups, and most certainly ceratinly her downs. Throughout the primary grades in school she was teased a lot, and didn't have too many friends. Except for Haley, her best friend - who's a year older than Analeigh. And surprisingly this affected the poor young girl a lot more than it really should have. Analeigh became quite withdrawn whenever she left the house. Analeigh figured that if she was quiet enough she would disappear and then the teasing would stop. But it really didn't stop until she got a little bit older.
In middle school Analeigh started to open up a little bit more, and it helped. The boys and the catty girls had 'apparently' grown up a little bit since they were four and they stopped teasing and pestering Analeigh. However, this didn't change analeigh's social status, she still had next to no friends and she generally hung out alone. It wasn't until the eighth grade that Analeigh began to become popular. And once she tasted popularity there was nothing else she wanted more. At home she was still the princess, and she would always use that to her advantage. Her parents had no idea how Analeigh felt, or how she was being treated by her class mates. And it seemed as if they really didn't care. But that didn't bother Analeigh. She didn't want her parents to know that she had no friends at all. Analeigh believed it would change how her parents saw her... and she couldn't have that.
By the time Analeigh started high school she still loved the idea that her siblings were so much older than her. Her parents were still wrapped around her finger.. what could go wrong? Well nothing as of yet. Analeigh was sent to California, for a very short period of time. Her parents didn't want to have to take care of her for a little bit. Analeigh loved being at Prep school though, she loved meeting new people, but she hated being away from her friends. Analeigh made many friends, all of which were in the 'in' crowd, within the first week of being at prep school . Analeigh, however, was still a brilliant little thing, which always served her well. But even though Analeigh was enjoying herself, it didn't take too long for her parents to bring her back to Manhattan. It was a lot different from elementary school, and boy-oh-boy did she love that in high school, but she missed her friends, so she had to make new ones
That's when everything changed. Analeigh was still fifteen, and super excited to be starting junior year. But that's when things started to get weird. Her parents were all distant, as were her siblings. No one would tell Analeigh what was going on, and Analeigh didn't like that. To say the least. It turns out that her parents were getting a divorce, and no one wanted to tell her. Analeigh was upset, and didn't talk to anyone for weeks. And from that Analeigh began to get sick. Not the kind of sick you get medication for, but the kind of sick you make yourself. Analeigh blamed the divorce on herself, and then she began to take it out on herself. Her mom was leaving because she wasn't thin enough, pretty enough, so she started throwing up. Analeigh developed Bulimia.
Her parents never found out, but they decided that having her live with them while everything was going on was a bad idea. So they bought Analeigh an apartment of her own. See... a little bit more than spoiled -to say the least. Analeigh loved it, she was away from her family, and her problems.. Or at least that's what she thought. But as soon as things became stressful for Analeigh she began to throw up again, on a regular basis. No one knew, and she was able to keep it a secret. Analeigh suffered from bulimia for the next few months, and it was her who decided to get herself help. But she never really told anyone what was going on with her. Now she still gets ugres to throw up, but she does restrain herself. So Analeigh's now about to start her senior year. She still lives alone, and her parents are now divorced - and neither of them are re-married.
Her parents still aren't re-married. After she graduated Analeigh decided to apply to Royal Academy. It wasn't too much of a shock once she had gotten in, after all she did have great marks and both of her parents were very very wealthy. Now she's concentrating on graduating, partying, friends and of course boys..
personality:
Analeigh comes off to everyone as being a very outgoing, confident person, and she honestly, and truly never seems to care what everyone else really thinks about her. She's very insecure because of the fact that she’s so smart, most times she doesn't know how people will react , and a lot of the time she tries to hide it though, she doesn't want anyone seeing how vulnerable she can be. Analeigh's well aware that not everyone is in love with her, and most times is really doesn't even phase her. It used to when she was younger, but she grew out of it.. and started to be her own person. Analeigh is her biggest critic though, and most of the time impressing herself is hard than impressing those around her.
Analeigh is a bitch, flat out, no explanation required. Everyone who know her is well aware of the fact that if they catch her on a bad day, or they say something that upsets her or piss’ her off she will bitch them out – hands down. Analeigh has absolutely no problem being the ‘bitchy girl’, and she thinks that it does give her a sort of power over the people she hangs out with. They know not to cross her, or they will pay dearly. Maybe not with their lives, but with their reputations, and even relationships they have. This concept is nothing new to Analeigh, she’s been bossing people around, since she could talk. The bitchy attitude was just a additional bonus that came along with her bossy attitude.
Me, Me, Me... Generally that is all that Analeigh thinks about. Even when her decisions or actions effect others, she couldn’t care less. As long as she’s happy, and she gets what she wants she’s fine. It isn’t a stretch to say that Analeigh believes that the entire world revolves around her, and her wants. She couldn’t care less what they people around her are feeling, or what their doing. As long as she has what she wants, and she’s content that’s absolutely all that matters. Well to her, and her opinion is the only one that really counts anyways. That is unless you're a very close family member, or friend.. then she'll care. But that doesn't happen too often.
Party girl to the max! Analeigh is always looking for a good time. And good times with Analeigh normally contain drinking, drugs, partying and sex. She’s always doing something she either shouldn’t be doing, or she isn’t allowed to do. She’s a real rule breaker. But partying isn’t the only thing Analeigh participates in, oh no no no. Analeigh is surprisingly really big into running. It is quite simple to find Analeigh when she isn’t at home, chances are she’s out for a run. She loves to stay in shape, and she will do anything to achieve her weight goal. She's always been determined to do what she wants, even if it's again the 'rules'.
Analeigh, is very dominant, yet there is a sort of innocence to her. She grew up as quite a naive and innocent and she was generally influenced by the people around her. But ultimately that made her a stronger person, in her opinion. At one time, Analeigh was the kid who did absolutely anything, when told that it was 'cool' or that 'everyone else was doing it'. But since those days of her being easily influenced, she's grown up and determined what's right for her. Now, at twenty, Analeigh is know exactly who she is, and exactly what she wants. Being a naive child has shown Analeigh that she needs to stand up for herself, and not let people walk all over her.It's only thanks to her naivite that she already has a strong sense of self. That traslates into her bitchyness. but Analeigh's never really minded
likes:
partying,
fashion,
older guys,
acting,
boys,
gossip,
coffee,
breaking rules,
friends,
technology,
old movies,
good music,
manners,
being on top.
dislikes:
iars,
cheaters,
rumors,
immaturity,
pranks,
bad hair days,
listening to others,
people who are fake,
being bored,
death,
lack of hygiene,
being cold,
frenimies,
loud conflicts.
strengths:
fears:
clowns
heights
spiders
dying
being alone
criminal record:
n.a
secrets:
she's bulemic
she has a crush on kasper black [her teacher][/size]
•• she wants to go home
[/i][/color] ••[/center][/size]your name:melissa
age: not needed
experience: two years
password: *****[Edited by theDEAN]
sample:
bore-dom (n.) The condition of being bored. Everyone has those days where nothing seems interesting, where they'd rather do just about anything than sit around at home. Veronica had her far share of 'boring' days. especially recently. Today was definately one of those days and boy-o-boy was Veronica ever bored. In fact Veronica was so bored that she had decided to for-go the mall and take a walk around central park instead. She was at home for a quick visit, but even at home she was bored... What was wrong with this girl? First of all she loved shopping more than many things, secondly she HATED being outside when it was truly un-necessary, she missed her family, and wanted to spent time with them and finally the winter, the cold, and the snow were all definitely hated by this upper-east-side beauty. And still she decided to brave the cold, and set foot in the snow covered park. How out of character.
But on the other hand, Veronica was known for surprising people, mostly herself. So it really wouldn't come as such a big shock to those who knew her well, Veronica loved to shake things up. Even if that meant walking along the snow covered paths in Manhattan's Central Park. Her Jimmy Chu boots made a distinct clicking noise as they hit the cold, slate coloured stones which made up the path. The sound resignated through her body, and lead her around the park. Oh what a fun time she was having. Just her alone, with her thoughts, that couldn't be too healthy... Especially not for Veronica.
As Veronica looked around her all she could see were the couples sitting on benches, or walking around hanging off of eachother, which made Veronica feel sick. She could never comprehend how people could be so in love. She'd never been in love, and since her parents had announced that they were getting a divorce she didn't really believe in true love anymore. What was the point? You meet someone, you 'fall in love' and then you meet someone else, and have the smae feeling for them. It all seemed like one big vicious cycle, that Veronica wanted nothing to do with. Especially with Valentines day coming up. What a pointless day! Veronica thought with distain, as she rolled her beautiful blue eyes at a passing couple.
Veronica took in a deep breath of the 'fresh', frost bitten Manhattan winter air. How appetizing. Veronica continued to walk along the path, still alone with her thoughts. i wonder how i look today... she thought as she mind flipped from pointless couples, to her weight. Which has always been a very big issue for Veronica. Veronica had never been someone who was comfortable with who she was, but she always managed to hide it to everyone who wasn't in her head. But it was getting harder and harder. Most times Veronica just wanted to explode, and confess how vulnerable, and sick she always feels. It took ever ounce of Veronica's being to hold everything together all the time, and she was getting tired of it.
Veronica was also getting tired of walking. It seemed as though she was walking in circles. Her legs were getting tired, her brain was tired, and she was cold all over. It was completely ridiculous that Veronica was walking to get away from her problems, and yet they came along for the ride... or should i say walk. It was time for a change. A change of pace, a change of scenery, a change of anything. But Veronica needed to keep preoccupied. And that wasn't exactly happening. So she just continued walking. Like there was anything better she could possibly be doing with her time. Veronica sighed as she folded her arms over her thin framed body.
But on the other hand, Veronica was known for surprising people, mostly herself. So it really wouldn't come as such a big shock to those who knew her well, Veronica loved to shake things up. Even if that meant walking along the snow covered paths in Manhattan's Central Park. Her Jimmy Chu boots made a distinct clicking noise as they hit the cold, slate coloured stones which made up the path. The sound resignated through her body, and lead her around the park. Oh what a fun time she was having. Just her alone, with her thoughts, that couldn't be too healthy... Especially not for Veronica.
As Veronica looked around her all she could see were the couples sitting on benches, or walking around hanging off of eachother, which made Veronica feel sick. She could never comprehend how people could be so in love. She'd never been in love, and since her parents had announced that they were getting a divorce she didn't really believe in true love anymore. What was the point? You meet someone, you 'fall in love' and then you meet someone else, and have the smae feeling for them. It all seemed like one big vicious cycle, that Veronica wanted nothing to do with. Especially with Valentines day coming up. What a pointless day! Veronica thought with distain, as she rolled her beautiful blue eyes at a passing couple.
Veronica took in a deep breath of the 'fresh', frost bitten Manhattan winter air. How appetizing. Veronica continued to walk along the path, still alone with her thoughts. i wonder how i look today... she thought as she mind flipped from pointless couples, to her weight. Which has always been a very big issue for Veronica. Veronica had never been someone who was comfortable with who she was, but she always managed to hide it to everyone who wasn't in her head. But it was getting harder and harder. Most times Veronica just wanted to explode, and confess how vulnerable, and sick she always feels. It took ever ounce of Veronica's being to hold everything together all the time, and she was getting tired of it.
Veronica was also getting tired of walking. It seemed as though she was walking in circles. Her legs were getting tired, her brain was tired, and she was cold all over. It was completely ridiculous that Veronica was walking to get away from her problems, and yet they came along for the ride... or should i say walk. It was time for a change. A change of pace, a change of scenery, a change of anything. But Veronica needed to keep preoccupied. And that wasn't exactly happening. So she just continued walking. Like there was anything better she could possibly be doing with her time. Veronica sighed as she folded her arms over her thin framed body.
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