Post by Audrey Autopsy on Mar 16, 2007 22:24:41 GMT -5
Full Character Name: Audrey Leanne Smith Autopsy
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: Senior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Audrey = Scene Queen. Multicolored hair reaching all the way down her back, side bangs/fringe, loud make-up, piercings and wild clothes. She's pale, with luminescent skin, and big brown eyes, that sometimes can be a goldy/hazelly color in very bright sunlight. She is an expert hairdresser and is constantly re-doing the colors and highlights in her hair. She always wears leave-in extensions, and so when she takes them out, she looks like a rat. Or so she thinks. She has her nose pierced twice - one on her left nostril, the other in the middle cartlidge - but only ever wears one. She used to have both sides of her lip pierced, but stopped wearing them after a while. She may get them re-done, it depends. She has a multitude of holes in her ears, and - this one is a secret - she has two piercings on her chest, above her breasts. They look like snakebites. She has a few tattoos, but only small things - two small pink bows on both of her hips, and a tiny skull and crossbones on her right wrist.
Picture:
Personality: She has many personalities. Angry Audrey - where she is a total b*tch. Happy Audrey - completely hyper and talkative. Loves her friends, and is never happier than when she is partnered up. And sad Audrey - this side rarely comes out, but when it does, she is antisocial and will stay in bed all day, only allowing bestest bestest bestest friends to see her without her makeup on, slouching in bed watching Sleepless in Seattle.
History: Audrey was born to rich parents - her mother was a model, and her father owned a record label. So she was introduced to the hip, scene world of music, fashion, hair and makeup from the very start. Her older sister, Rosie, rejected this life, and moved, marrying a doctor and becoming a lawyer. Audrey, however, thrived on it, and changed her last name to Autopsy when she was 16, just for the fun of being named Audrey Autopsy instead of Audrey Smith.
When Audrey was 14, her parents divorced. It was an amiable split, and they have remained friends. Nothing bad has really happened to Audrey... except for this one thing. Her best friend and boyfriend died in a car accident when she was 15. That was awful. Audrey has never really gotten over it, and as a result, tries to hold back from getting too close to someone, in case they are taken away from her again.
Special talents: She has a knack for taking awesome photos. She's also a part-time model, but nothing huge. Mostly stuff her mom sets up for her, through her contacts. Audrey does have a kick-arse voice though, and she likes to sing. Though photography and modelling is her first love.
Role Playing Example:
[This is a post from another site, Lakeland High. In this post my character, Riley, has been attacked by her father's girlfriend, and she's at her best friend Ryan's house. Just so you know, Riley and Ryan don't really feel for each other as just-friends, if you get what I mean. ;] ]
Riley raised her wide, red, bloodshot eyes to his face. Ryan. He was always there, solid, strong, dependable. But she didn't think she'd ever needed him as much as she needed him now. His shocked expression and the tone of his voice told her exactly how bad it looked. Fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks; the mixed water and salt scouring away away last trace of make-up, revealing the blossoming purple, green and blue bruises on her delicate cheekbones, and the tell-tale black circles under her eyes from two lost nights' worth of sleep.
"I, um... I was... "
She trailed off, unable to finish. He would realise what had happened anyway. You don't get injuries like that from a regular fight, and Riley never fought anyway. These were injuries of an intentional attack. She bit her lip, accidentally biting the huge slit in her busted lip, and winced in pain.
It was too much. She stepped forward uncertainly, hesitating before coming toward him and resting against his familiar chest. She buried her face in his T-shirt, inhaling his familiar scent. She let out a short, sharp gasp of pain as her ribs cracked again; shit. Tracey had really done a number on her.
Riley felt so helpless, so weak and pathetic. Her purple-and-black striped shirt hid all the bruises, running in a gruesome pattern up both arms, and her jeans covered every one on her legs. Her old, faithful, worn-in purple Cons sat loosely on her feet, though she didn't really care. She didn't care much about anything at the moment... only Ryan. God, how she was grateful that he'd been home.
Character Gender: Female
First Grade Preference: Junior
Second Grade Preference: Senior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Audrey = Scene Queen. Multicolored hair reaching all the way down her back, side bangs/fringe, loud make-up, piercings and wild clothes. She's pale, with luminescent skin, and big brown eyes, that sometimes can be a goldy/hazelly color in very bright sunlight. She is an expert hairdresser and is constantly re-doing the colors and highlights in her hair. She always wears leave-in extensions, and so when she takes them out, she looks like a rat. Or so she thinks. She has her nose pierced twice - one on her left nostril, the other in the middle cartlidge - but only ever wears one. She used to have both sides of her lip pierced, but stopped wearing them after a while. She may get them re-done, it depends. She has a multitude of holes in her ears, and - this one is a secret - she has two piercings on her chest, above her breasts. They look like snakebites. She has a few tattoos, but only small things - two small pink bows on both of her hips, and a tiny skull and crossbones on her right wrist.
Picture:
Personality: She has many personalities. Angry Audrey - where she is a total b*tch. Happy Audrey - completely hyper and talkative. Loves her friends, and is never happier than when she is partnered up. And sad Audrey - this side rarely comes out, but when it does, she is antisocial and will stay in bed all day, only allowing bestest bestest bestest friends to see her without her makeup on, slouching in bed watching Sleepless in Seattle.
History: Audrey was born to rich parents - her mother was a model, and her father owned a record label. So she was introduced to the hip, scene world of music, fashion, hair and makeup from the very start. Her older sister, Rosie, rejected this life, and moved, marrying a doctor and becoming a lawyer. Audrey, however, thrived on it, and changed her last name to Autopsy when she was 16, just for the fun of being named Audrey Autopsy instead of Audrey Smith.
When Audrey was 14, her parents divorced. It was an amiable split, and they have remained friends. Nothing bad has really happened to Audrey... except for this one thing. Her best friend and boyfriend died in a car accident when she was 15. That was awful. Audrey has never really gotten over it, and as a result, tries to hold back from getting too close to someone, in case they are taken away from her again.
Special talents: She has a knack for taking awesome photos. She's also a part-time model, but nothing huge. Mostly stuff her mom sets up for her, through her contacts. Audrey does have a kick-arse voice though, and she likes to sing. Though photography and modelling is her first love.
Role Playing Example:
[This is a post from another site, Lakeland High. In this post my character, Riley, has been attacked by her father's girlfriend, and she's at her best friend Ryan's house. Just so you know, Riley and Ryan don't really feel for each other as just-friends, if you get what I mean. ;] ]
Riley raised her wide, red, bloodshot eyes to his face. Ryan. He was always there, solid, strong, dependable. But she didn't think she'd ever needed him as much as she needed him now. His shocked expression and the tone of his voice told her exactly how bad it looked. Fresh tears cascaded down her cheeks; the mixed water and salt scouring away away last trace of make-up, revealing the blossoming purple, green and blue bruises on her delicate cheekbones, and the tell-tale black circles under her eyes from two lost nights' worth of sleep.
"I, um... I was... "
She trailed off, unable to finish. He would realise what had happened anyway. You don't get injuries like that from a regular fight, and Riley never fought anyway. These were injuries of an intentional attack. She bit her lip, accidentally biting the huge slit in her busted lip, and winced in pain.
It was too much. She stepped forward uncertainly, hesitating before coming toward him and resting against his familiar chest. She buried her face in his T-shirt, inhaling his familiar scent. She let out a short, sharp gasp of pain as her ribs cracked again; shit. Tracey had really done a number on her.
Riley felt so helpless, so weak and pathetic. Her purple-and-black striped shirt hid all the bruises, running in a gruesome pattern up both arms, and her jeans covered every one on her legs. Her old, faithful, worn-in purple Cons sat loosely on her feet, though she didn't really care. She didn't care much about anything at the moment... only Ryan. God, how she was grateful that he'd been home.
