Post by Kelsey Hilton on Oct 17, 2007 20:39:57 GMT -5
CHARACTER INFO
Full Name; Kelsey Norma Hilton
Age; Fifteen
Year; Tenth
Birthday; October 1
Gender; Female
Clique; Goth
History;
What happens when you combine a drunken stripper and one of Nevada’s most prominent men? You get little miss Kelsey. Natalie Hilton, also known as Sugars the Stripper, was born in Nevada and planned on leaving once she graduated. The only problem for her was that her parents never saved any money and she was forced to get a job straight after high school. In her opinion, if you have a face like Jessica Alba and a body like Carmen Electra, why not put it to good use? She adopted the name of Sugars to keep her real name a secret.
Natalie is a professional, sure her profession isn’t a great one, but she’s still a professional with professional rules. One of her rules was, don’t sleep with the people you strip for that. That’s called prostitution, and it could get her fired from her job. Sometimes when you get drunk though, you can’t control your actions. That’s what happened to her one Saturday evening and she ended up sleeping with a man by the first name Lewis and she knew he was in the state office. That’s all she knew about him and she never even cared to find out more.
Nine months after their little rendezvous, a little baby girl was born into a messed up world. Kelsey may have been a mistake, but that didn’t mean her mother didn’t love her. It was actually opposite that, Natalie would have given the world to her daughter. Alright so fast forward to when Kelsey was five. For the past five years, she knew nothing about her mother’s night life and that was what Natalie intended. The only problem was that Natalie was beginning to get into some hard core drugs that really messed her up. Though she was only five, Kelsey knew her mother was different and it was the end of their perfect relationship.
By the age of nine, Kelsey had lost all hope in her mother and was beginning to fend for herself in the world. She was naturally smart, and used that to her advantage in school to keep a 3.5 average. At home she was normally by herself, having to buy groceries and cook for herself, which sprung up a love of cooking that she never would have thought possible. At the age of nine, she had already developed an outcast persona and few people knew that she existed. It didn’t bother her though, she liked being different from all the rest of the kids.
It wasn’t until she went into eighth grade that she finally found the perfect place for. She realized that she was destined to be a Goth. She was instantly accepted into that lifestyle and it became apart of her. Finally, she belonged somewhere. At home, things were at their worst. Kelsey saw her mother once a month and they never talked. Truthfully, she was embarrassed by her mother. Only the select few people who had gotten past her cold exterior knew about her mother, and she had no desire for anyone else to find out.
By her sophomore year, she had been fully adopted as a Goth, and if anything she was accepted by everyone in the group. The summer before sophomore year she finally got up the courage to talk her mother into giving up drugs and trying to start their relationship again. She wanted the two of them to act like a family again. Her mother was starting to do well, but who knows how long that’ll last.
Plots With other Cannons; 2. Thinking, "Oh, Is It Love?"
Personality;
Being born in Las Vegas means you are automatically a major partier, right? Not for Kelsey. Drugs and alcohol are on her list of things she doesn’t like. No, she’s more of the stay at home with your friends and just relax. Simple is better. She does enjoy the occasional party when her friends ask to her go, but she’d never go by herself.
Kelsey would do anything for her friends. She’s the girl you call at four in the morning when you’re too wasted to drive home, even though the whole ride you’d deal with her telling you how bad it is to drink so much. She’s very critical and truthful with her friends. If her friends do something wrong she’ll point it out and tell them off. She’d much rather not have to yell at her friends because then that ruins the time that they could be having fun. Even though she’s a little shy around new people, when she’s around her friends she just wants to have fun.
She’s a good shoulder to cry on and nothing more. With emotions, she has no idea what to do and freezes up. She has an even harder time letting people know her emotions. The only people who have actually seen her cry are her closest friends. Another emotion she tries to avoid is anger. She doesn’t like for people to know what makes her tick because it gives them an advantage over her.
It is no surprise that Kelsey has slight trust issues. It takes a very long time for her to become friends with a person. One of the worst things to do to her is to become a friend, then do something to ruin her trust. Once someone breaks her trust, it’s the end of their relationship. Once you’re in her circle of trust though, she’ll tell you anything. Only people that she trusts really know who she is.
Good Traits;
[x]Determined
[x]Caring
[x]Truthful
[x]Intelligent
[x]Open minded
Bad Traits;
[x]Pessimistic
[x]Critical
[x]Short attention span
[x]Shy around new people
[x]Insecure
Appearance;
Normally you can find Kelsey wearing a black casual dress with brightly colored beads. There are plenty of times when she wears jeans and a T-shirt, though she prefers dresses. Ever since she was little, she was afraid of needles. She has no piercings, but did suck it up to have a small black outlined star on her right wrist. She did it one night to support her friend that was getting one. It is the only tattoo she’d ever get.
Makeup is always a necessity for her. She wears a thick coat of eyeliner at all times that normally extends past her eye. Every once in a while she’ll wear a dark red lipstick, though most of the time she puts on a swipe of clear coated lip gloss or light pink. Standing at five foot four, she is at the average weight for her age and height. Her weight goes up and down because of her unstable diet. Sometimes she appears two inches taller because she likes to wear high heels.
Actress/Actor Claim; Lara Jade
Sample Photo;
Likes;
[x]Cooking
[x]Photography
[x]Beads
[x]Shoes
[x]Music
[x]Vegan anything
[x]Singing
[x]Animals
[x]Books
[x]Scary movies
Dislikes;
[x]Rain
[x]Cold
[x]Lies
[x]Mornings
[x]Planes
[x]Meat
[x]Needles
[x]Emotions
[x]Guns
[x]Drugs/Alcohol
Goals;
[x]Help her mother become sober again
[x]Become a famous photographer
[x]Leave Las Vegas
[x]Never fall out of love
Fears;
[x]Her mother goes back on drugs
[x]Falling out of love
[x]Living in Las Vegas forever
[x]Being alone
Sample Roleplay;
RPer INFO
Name; Emily
Age; Sixteen
Years of Experience; Roughly two
Favorite Flavor of Jelly Beans; I’ve never liked jelly beans, so I don’t really have a favorite.
Full Name; Kelsey Norma Hilton
Age; Fifteen
Year; Tenth
Birthday; October 1
Gender; Female
Clique; Goth
History;
What happens when you combine a drunken stripper and one of Nevada’s most prominent men? You get little miss Kelsey. Natalie Hilton, also known as Sugars the Stripper, was born in Nevada and planned on leaving once she graduated. The only problem for her was that her parents never saved any money and she was forced to get a job straight after high school. In her opinion, if you have a face like Jessica Alba and a body like Carmen Electra, why not put it to good use? She adopted the name of Sugars to keep her real name a secret.
Natalie is a professional, sure her profession isn’t a great one, but she’s still a professional with professional rules. One of her rules was, don’t sleep with the people you strip for that. That’s called prostitution, and it could get her fired from her job. Sometimes when you get drunk though, you can’t control your actions. That’s what happened to her one Saturday evening and she ended up sleeping with a man by the first name Lewis and she knew he was in the state office. That’s all she knew about him and she never even cared to find out more.
Nine months after their little rendezvous, a little baby girl was born into a messed up world. Kelsey may have been a mistake, but that didn’t mean her mother didn’t love her. It was actually opposite that, Natalie would have given the world to her daughter. Alright so fast forward to when Kelsey was five. For the past five years, she knew nothing about her mother’s night life and that was what Natalie intended. The only problem was that Natalie was beginning to get into some hard core drugs that really messed her up. Though she was only five, Kelsey knew her mother was different and it was the end of their perfect relationship.
By the age of nine, Kelsey had lost all hope in her mother and was beginning to fend for herself in the world. She was naturally smart, and used that to her advantage in school to keep a 3.5 average. At home she was normally by herself, having to buy groceries and cook for herself, which sprung up a love of cooking that she never would have thought possible. At the age of nine, she had already developed an outcast persona and few people knew that she existed. It didn’t bother her though, she liked being different from all the rest of the kids.
It wasn’t until she went into eighth grade that she finally found the perfect place for. She realized that she was destined to be a Goth. She was instantly accepted into that lifestyle and it became apart of her. Finally, she belonged somewhere. At home, things were at their worst. Kelsey saw her mother once a month and they never talked. Truthfully, she was embarrassed by her mother. Only the select few people who had gotten past her cold exterior knew about her mother, and she had no desire for anyone else to find out.
By her sophomore year, she had been fully adopted as a Goth, and if anything she was accepted by everyone in the group. The summer before sophomore year she finally got up the courage to talk her mother into giving up drugs and trying to start their relationship again. She wanted the two of them to act like a family again. Her mother was starting to do well, but who knows how long that’ll last.
Plots With other Cannons; 2. Thinking, "Oh, Is It Love?"
Personality;
Being born in Las Vegas means you are automatically a major partier, right? Not for Kelsey. Drugs and alcohol are on her list of things she doesn’t like. No, she’s more of the stay at home with your friends and just relax. Simple is better. She does enjoy the occasional party when her friends ask to her go, but she’d never go by herself.
Kelsey would do anything for her friends. She’s the girl you call at four in the morning when you’re too wasted to drive home, even though the whole ride you’d deal with her telling you how bad it is to drink so much. She’s very critical and truthful with her friends. If her friends do something wrong she’ll point it out and tell them off. She’d much rather not have to yell at her friends because then that ruins the time that they could be having fun. Even though she’s a little shy around new people, when she’s around her friends she just wants to have fun.
She’s a good shoulder to cry on and nothing more. With emotions, she has no idea what to do and freezes up. She has an even harder time letting people know her emotions. The only people who have actually seen her cry are her closest friends. Another emotion she tries to avoid is anger. She doesn’t like for people to know what makes her tick because it gives them an advantage over her.
It is no surprise that Kelsey has slight trust issues. It takes a very long time for her to become friends with a person. One of the worst things to do to her is to become a friend, then do something to ruin her trust. Once someone breaks her trust, it’s the end of their relationship. Once you’re in her circle of trust though, she’ll tell you anything. Only people that she trusts really know who she is.
Good Traits;
[x]Determined
[x]Caring
[x]Truthful
[x]Intelligent
[x]Open minded
Bad Traits;
[x]Pessimistic
[x]Critical
[x]Short attention span
[x]Shy around new people
[x]Insecure
Appearance;
Normally you can find Kelsey wearing a black casual dress with brightly colored beads. There are plenty of times when she wears jeans and a T-shirt, though she prefers dresses. Ever since she was little, she was afraid of needles. She has no piercings, but did suck it up to have a small black outlined star on her right wrist. She did it one night to support her friend that was getting one. It is the only tattoo she’d ever get.
Makeup is always a necessity for her. She wears a thick coat of eyeliner at all times that normally extends past her eye. Every once in a while she’ll wear a dark red lipstick, though most of the time she puts on a swipe of clear coated lip gloss or light pink. Standing at five foot four, she is at the average weight for her age and height. Her weight goes up and down because of her unstable diet. Sometimes she appears two inches taller because she likes to wear high heels.
Actress/Actor Claim; Lara Jade
Sample Photo;
Likes;
[x]Cooking
[x]Photography
[x]Beads
[x]Shoes
[x]Music
[x]Vegan anything
[x]Singing
[x]Animals
[x]Books
[x]Scary movies
Dislikes;
[x]Rain
[x]Cold
[x]Lies
[x]Mornings
[x]Planes
[x]Meat
[x]Needles
[x]Emotions
[x]Guns
[x]Drugs/Alcohol
Goals;
[x]Help her mother become sober again
[x]Become a famous photographer
[x]Leave Las Vegas
[x]Never fall out of love
Fears;
[x]Her mother goes back on drugs
[x]Falling out of love
[x]Living in Las Vegas forever
[x]Being alone
Sample Roleplay;
“Would you like anything for desert this evening?” Isabella Carlo asked quietly in her innocent voice. The boyfriend of the couple she was currently serving waved her away as he leaned in to start making out with his girlfriend, yet again. Rolling her eyes, Bella turned around and strode towards the kitchen in disgust. Why did she choose this job of all her choices? So what if she was a people person, having to sit through couple after couple making out had turned into pure torture. Not to mention disturbing; she now knew almost everyone at her school’s relationship status. Bella knew what guy had more than two girlfriends, who was currently in the closet but wanting to break out, and who was dating certain teachers.
Her pitch black, non leather boots took her to the touch screen computer monitor just outside of the kitchen. She punched in the cost for the meal and printed the receipt on the ancient printer. Who would have thought that this nice of a restaurant wouldn’t update their printer. Her dark eyes looked around the restaurant while she waited, searching for someone she knew. Bella was happy to discover that there were no students from Westchester Heights Academy there for the time being. Nothing was worse when people she knew would come to La Chantel and sit at their table making fun of her just because she wasn’t rich or perfect. A sigh escaped her light pink lips. Only an hour left till I can leave. Isabella thought to herself.
Forcing a smile back on her face, she grabbed the receipt as it finally printed. Walking back to the table, she noticed that the restaurant was starting to fill up which meant she would probably end up leaving later than an hour. ”Here’s your check. You can pay whenever you’re ready.” Bella said louder than she was used to, hoping that the couple wasn’t too consumed with each other. Giving up, she went to her next table; black curls bouncing with each delicate step she took. A groan came from her as she saw the group of men at her next table.
“Hi I’m Isabella, I’ll be your waitress for the evening. Is there anything I can get you to start off your meal?” Bella asked in a trained tone once she had approached the table. Those exact words she had repeated exactly thirty six times this past night and at least four hundred in the past months. One of the only good things about working at this time was that she was getting great tips. The group of middle aged men ordered their drinks, all of them with alcohol. Great. Nothing was worse than having a bunch of drunken older men who would spend the rest of the night harassing her. Then again, they were better than drunk teenage guys who “forgot” to tip and harassed her.
Balancing the three drinks on a tray, she returned to the table with her fake smile plastered on the bottom of her face. She had to admit that she was always proud of herself when she didn’t spill any of the drinks. She was a lot more coordinated than she was given credit. Putting the drinks on the table she asked if they were ready to order, which they weren’t. Of course. “Well I’ll just leave you all alone a bit longer to decide. Call me back when you’re ready.” She said with her forced smile and turned around, going to table five. From behind her retreating back, she could faintly hear the men saying rude things about her that caused her cheeks to burn red as she arrived at table five, her face almost as bright as the red button up shirt that adorned her upper torso.
“Hi I’m Isabella, I’ll be your waitress for the evening. Is there anything I can get you to start off your meal?” Bella asked again, for the thirty seventh time that evening. Annoyance was very noticeable in her tone as she reached down and grabbed a pad of paper and a pen from her black, required pants. Glancing at her watch, yet again, she sighed as only five minutes had passed since the last time she had checked. This was one of the longest nights she had since she begun working here.
RPer INFO
Name; Emily
Age; Sixteen
Years of Experience; Roughly two
Favorite Flavor of Jelly Beans; I’ve never liked jelly beans, so I don’t really have a favorite.
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