Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 11, 2007 16:48:18 GMT -5
Full Character Name: Lucille Hanley Spencer
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: Junior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Lucy is a slim girl with a slight athletic figure. Her eyes are a sparkling shade of brown and hazel. Lucy has bright red hair, but her hair color often changes, so don't expect it to stay crimson for long! On her bottom lip, directly in the middle bears a lip ring with an interesting history. [She had been dared as a freshman to get her lipped pierced and did!]
Lucy's style is related to that of a 'punk, goth or emo'. She loves to wear bright colors and flashy belts, but has those days where she would rather throw on a striped long sleeved shirt, and a pair of black straight legged jeans. With of course- her favorite converses. [she owns about 30 pairs of them, all with different designs.]
Picture:
Personality:
Lucille is a very outgoing girl. She loves to party and have the greatest time possible. Lucy is very creative, and that reflects her personality quite a bit. She has an undying passion for music, and would never be able to live without it. Whether in a good or bad mood, Lucy is more than likely to always have a smile on her face. If you get Lucy angry, she'll just tap her shoulder and wipe it off. Just like that- no big deal. Lucille is a big negotiator and will try to work out anything. She wants what is best for her and you both.
History:
Lucy grew up in a crazy household. Her mother was very ill and had five children. Lucy, being the oldest of them all had to take a job as being the mother. She hated it; caring for four small children day after day and having to miss out on school. It was never fair, and her childhood had been cut short.
On one gloomy day, her mother passed away and father returned from his airplane job. He saw that his wife was gone, and had nothing left -- in his mind. He rummaged around in the storage closet while Lucy sat there, holding twin babies, and shouting at him. He pulled out a large, black pistol and shook his head to Lucy. That was the last time that she would ever see the shining blue eyes of her father that she loved so much - it was what made him comforting in some strange way. She closed her eyes and winced as the gun went off, and opened them to find her father in a pool of blood on the floor, dead. The children were all screaming, and now Lucy had absolutely nobody to turn to. They were orphans.
She was forced to leave her family- that of it that she had left, that is. Lucille was sent to live with an aunt in another state, far away. The babies had been forced into foster care, and she knew that she would never see them again, Lucy was completely alone in the world with a seventy year old aunt.
Special talents:
Graphic Design Goddess & Plays Electric/Acoustic Guitar & Sketches
Role Playing Example:
Lucy shivered as the nurse exited her mother's room. She looked up from her seat in the hallway, Dalton and Bradley grasped gently in her arms. Her lip quavered as she heard the news, and broke out into a cry. The boys did the same, and it was one loud mess. Lucy sat there, holding her twin baby brothers, with nothing more to do but cry. She heard the door to the front of her house slam as the nurse exited.
Moments later, Lucy realized that her father was home. He was trying to make it back in time to see his wife before her death, but fell short. Lucy screamed as he rummaged through the closet, searching for the emergency pistol. He pulled the gun out, and pointed it at his head. His soothing blue eyes fell over Lucille and gave her a sad look. A long sigh emitted from his throat as he pulled the trigger. Lucy squeezed her eyes closed so she wouldn't see it, she was speechless and could do nothing, but blamed herself.
A scream rose from Lucy's throat as she opened her eyes and saw her father on the floor in a blood pool. The babies were screaming, and so were her little sister somewhere in the house. She couldn't breathe and needed air. They were orphans- all of them and Lucy knew that they would be seperated.
She placed the boys into a nearby crib, and covered them up, giving them both bottles to keep them occupied with and picked up the reciever. She punched in '911' as quickly as she could, just as an ambulance arrived to transport her mother's body to the hospital. She slammed the phone down and ran outside, and screamed the story to them as quickly as possible. They rushed inside to carry away both of Lucy's parents that she loved so dearly, as she stood at the door way with a tear streaked face, her mouth being covered by her hands, and staring at the covered up bodies of her parents.
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: Junior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Lucy is a slim girl with a slight athletic figure. Her eyes are a sparkling shade of brown and hazel. Lucy has bright red hair, but her hair color often changes, so don't expect it to stay crimson for long! On her bottom lip, directly in the middle bears a lip ring with an interesting history. [She had been dared as a freshman to get her lipped pierced and did!]
Lucy's style is related to that of a 'punk, goth or emo'. She loves to wear bright colors and flashy belts, but has those days where she would rather throw on a striped long sleeved shirt, and a pair of black straight legged jeans. With of course- her favorite converses. [she owns about 30 pairs of them, all with different designs.]
Picture:
Personality:
Lucille is a very outgoing girl. She loves to party and have the greatest time possible. Lucy is very creative, and that reflects her personality quite a bit. She has an undying passion for music, and would never be able to live without it. Whether in a good or bad mood, Lucy is more than likely to always have a smile on her face. If you get Lucy angry, she'll just tap her shoulder and wipe it off. Just like that- no big deal. Lucille is a big negotiator and will try to work out anything. She wants what is best for her and you both.
History:
Lucy grew up in a crazy household. Her mother was very ill and had five children. Lucy, being the oldest of them all had to take a job as being the mother. She hated it; caring for four small children day after day and having to miss out on school. It was never fair, and her childhood had been cut short.
On one gloomy day, her mother passed away and father returned from his airplane job. He saw that his wife was gone, and had nothing left -- in his mind. He rummaged around in the storage closet while Lucy sat there, holding twin babies, and shouting at him. He pulled out a large, black pistol and shook his head to Lucy. That was the last time that she would ever see the shining blue eyes of her father that she loved so much - it was what made him comforting in some strange way. She closed her eyes and winced as the gun went off, and opened them to find her father in a pool of blood on the floor, dead. The children were all screaming, and now Lucy had absolutely nobody to turn to. They were orphans.
She was forced to leave her family- that of it that she had left, that is. Lucille was sent to live with an aunt in another state, far away. The babies had been forced into foster care, and she knew that she would never see them again, Lucy was completely alone in the world with a seventy year old aunt.
Special talents:
Graphic Design Goddess & Plays Electric/Acoustic Guitar & Sketches
Role Playing Example:
Lucy shivered as the nurse exited her mother's room. She looked up from her seat in the hallway, Dalton and Bradley grasped gently in her arms. Her lip quavered as she heard the news, and broke out into a cry. The boys did the same, and it was one loud mess. Lucy sat there, holding her twin baby brothers, with nothing more to do but cry. She heard the door to the front of her house slam as the nurse exited.
Moments later, Lucy realized that her father was home. He was trying to make it back in time to see his wife before her death, but fell short. Lucy screamed as he rummaged through the closet, searching for the emergency pistol. He pulled the gun out, and pointed it at his head. His soothing blue eyes fell over Lucille and gave her a sad look. A long sigh emitted from his throat as he pulled the trigger. Lucy squeezed her eyes closed so she wouldn't see it, she was speechless and could do nothing, but blamed herself.
A scream rose from Lucy's throat as she opened her eyes and saw her father on the floor in a blood pool. The babies were screaming, and so were her little sister somewhere in the house. She couldn't breathe and needed air. They were orphans- all of them and Lucy knew that they would be seperated.
She placed the boys into a nearby crib, and covered them up, giving them both bottles to keep them occupied with and picked up the reciever. She punched in '911' as quickly as she could, just as an ambulance arrived to transport her mother's body to the hospital. She slammed the phone down and ran outside, and screamed the story to them as quickly as possible. They rushed inside to carry away both of Lucy's parents that she loved so dearly, as she stood at the door way with a tear streaked face, her mouth being covered by her hands, and staring at the covered up bodies of her parents.