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Post by Natasha Tanner on Oct 10, 2007 9:54:35 GMT -5
CHARACTER INFO
Full Name; Natasha Olivia Tanner
Age; Sixteen
Year; Sophomore
Birthday; July 18th
Gender; Female
Clique; Queen Bees
History;
FAMILY;;
Mother; Maddalena Russo
Maddalena was born and raised in Italy with both her parents and her brother. She met her husband, Gregory, in college. She and him moved to California and later had five sons and one daughter, not that they planned to have six children. It just happened.
Father; Gregory Tanner
Not much to tell about Gregory. He grew up in North Dakota, had one sister and one brother. Both of his parents lived an equally boring life.
Brothers;
Alexander Jesse Tanner [31]
Alexander was first born. His profession is landscaping. His wife is Jenny Tanner [Biendon]. They have two children: Jacob, male, 6 years; Mazzie, female, 3 years.
Adamo Rian Tanner [28]
Adamo was second born. He is an LAPD police officer. His wife's name is Lilian Tanner [Jaynio]. They have three children: Brian, male, 4 years; Jill, female, 2 years; and Brayson, male, 8 months.
Grayson Scott Tanner [26]
Grayson was third born. His profession is author. His girlfriend was Mary-Anne Housler, but she died during childbirth. He is single, he has two children: Sophie, female, 2 years; and Ray, female, 4 months.
Austin Derek Tanner [23]
Austin was fourth born. He is currently enrolled in the University of Pittsburgh in Pennsylvania. His girlfriend's name is Aubrey. She is 3 months pregnant with a girl, but they don't know it yet.
Zeke Allan Tanner [20]
Zeke is the fifth born. He is enrolled in New York Film Academy. He has no girlfriend but is interested in a girl named Molly Hays.
Sister-In-Laws;
Jenny Tanner [30] married to Alexander
Lilian Tanner [28] married to Adamo
Nieces;
Mazzie, female, [3] daughter of Jenny and Alexander
Jill, female, [2] daughter of Lilian and Adamo
Sophie, female, [2] daughter of Mary-Anne and Grayson
Ray, female, [4 months] daughter of Mary-Anne and Grayson
Nephews;
Jacob, male, [6] son of Jenny and Alexander
Brayson, male, [8 months] son of Lilian and Adamo
Brian, male, [4] son of Lilian and Adamo
On July Eighteenth, 1991, a new life, along with many others, was welcomed into the world. A young girl, born exactly two weeks, four days early. The child was painfully small, though she wasn't too premature, and her parents worried constantly of their only daughter's health. At the age of one year, she was already competing perfectly fine against the average child weight, and she had begun to walk and was babbling away like a small child would. Her parents were relieved to have the burden of their daughter's health off of their minds and got back to living their money-lacking lives in their small town.
Natasha met her best friend, Ellen, when they were in pre-school. The two grew up, Ellen much more girly than Natasha, considering the small girl had grown up in a family with five boys. They were always rough-housing, and when Natasha turned fourteen, her and her best friend applied for the same schools, and decided on Orphino.
But they didn't come from pre-school to high-school, there are still those in-betweens. Natasha was the youngest of her siblings, and she grew up with her older brothers roughhousing, but when she wanted to join they would go all protective and tell her it was too rough for a girl to handle. This angered the small girl, and she would walk of in a huff.
With these restrictions from her brothers, she didn't have much to do. Nor did she have much of a chance to have a good boyfriend that her brothers approved of. Natasha took up photography and has loved it since her tenth birthday, when she got her first camera.
She loved taking photos of the beach, because Santa Monica beach was so beautiful. The white sand. The blue ocean. It was just perfect. She has a zillion pictures of that beach. She loves printing black and white and color, and doesn't really have a favorite.
Natasha's father died of lung cancer because he smoked cigarettes more than needed, and always said, 'someday I'll quit,' but someday didn't come soon enough. Natasha wasn't allowed to cry around her dad when he was dieing, because criers weren't allowed in the room if they cried. She put on a smile she could not keep as she went into the hospital room and watched as her father passed away, all five boys and their mother in the room.
After Natasha's father passed away when she was fourteen, her mother wanted desperately to move away, but Natasha knew how unstable she was. As the youngest of her sons graduated from high-school, the mother was a wreck. When Natasha turned fifteen, her mother and her were driving back from a school play, in which Natasha had starred in, and they were in a fatal car crash. Her mother died in the process. Some truck ran a red light and bashed right into her mother's side of the car.
Though all of the children were in grief, Natasha was the worst. Her mother was all she had, except for her best friend. She watched her mother's eyes as they blinked for the last time, and made out the last word that her mother's lips formed. Hope. Hope is what her mother wanted Natasha to know. [Natasha later goes on to name her first child that]
Natasha's brothers didn't know what they were going to do to help their sister, and they decided that they would send her, and Ellen, to where they had already decided to board at. Orphino. On holidays they would all gather at one of their houses to spend the holiday. These reunions were always fun, but without their parents it wasn't the same. Natasha loves playing with her nieces and nephews and sometimes babysits them on holidays.
She mainly depends on her best friend, Ellen, if she needs support. Because she's always there.
Plots With other Cannons;
Plot 1. with Ellen Patternson
Personlity; Growing up in California you'd think a girl would be as spoiled as could be, but Natasha was never really spoiled much, or taught to get everything she wanted. Actually, it was quite the opposite. Living in such a town like Santa Monica, California, was the nicest it could be. To both Natasha's family, and Natasha. Natasha always loved photography. When she was young, her mother and father would show her pictures of where they had been when they were young - and in love. They traveled all over the United States. An adventurous couple indeed. Anyways, their photographs inspired their young daughter. She spent most of her time photographing their nearby beach, the hills, even the far-off mountains. She found a hint of beauty in every little thing, that girl did.
Growing up in a small town, in a small house with small money wasn't always easy. Natasha never realized how hard it was for her parents to take care of her and her brothers. Four children were hard to take care of. Natasha was always out doing something, while her brothers got into trouble. At first she was so caught up with having three older brothers to hang out with. But it got boring quickly. They were always doing boy stuff, like going to the beach and checking out 'hot', or what they considered to be, girls. She got very bored, always begging her brothers to go swim or surf, or even boogie board with her. So she found her own ways to have fun. Even today, photographing is her favorite hobby.
Along with photography comes singing. Natasha has been singing since she was a little girl, and has always loved it. She not only loves it, but she's good at it. Which makes singing a lot more enjoyable, getting compliments and such on something you love to do. She sang for church choir, school choir, girl's choir, even private lessons her mother had payed for. Well, neither her expensive camera nor the expensive lessons came from her parents. They came from her grandparents.
Being off along so much at a young age didn't help her much - socially, of course. In school her grades were as high as ever, and she got more points for creativity for projects, but less participation. She was no naturally-born leader, not at all. She has always been a very reserved girl. She keeps to herself what she can, and she has never talked much. She's very timid and very sensitive, so when you're with her you've got to watch what you say. As small as she tries to be, she always has to stick out in just some way.
Natasha is rarely angered by anyone, but when she is angered it isn't very horrible. She never yells very loud, and never changes face coloring [you know, normal to pink, to red, even to purple]. If something bothers her, she usually tries to ignore it. This method is not always - scratch that, usually, not very affective, or it is affective, but later on makes everything a whole lot harder for everyone, especially Natasha. The girl can be stubborn sometimes, but everyone has those moments, don't they?
Good Traits;
+Friendly
+Shy
+Hardworking
+Can Be Funny
+Never Very Grouchy
Bad Traits;
-Procrastinator
-She bites her lip whether she's nervous or not
-Not exactly the best school worker
-Sometimes she bugs people too much
-Gets too self-conscious
Appearance;
Hair: Brownish/Blackish
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Tan
Build: She was premature, therefore she is small.
Style: Preppy look, sometimes a bit nerdy.
Overall Appearance:
As her mother had always told her, Natasha Woolf was one of unique beauty. Not like Hollywood, plastic, fakey beauty. But the real deal. The genetically clear skin [which could just be because she has washed her face since she was in the fifth grade], the beautiful black/brown locks of hair, which often curled into soft, cork-screw curls. Her hair would fall down her back, long and beautiful. She was, and still is, used to her hair being long, but a year back she cut it to her shoulders, so it still has yet to grow back to it's original length.
Sometimes during the summer Natasha gets freckles on her nose, but usually her skin just keeps to tanning in the sun. Which brings the subject to her skin color. Her skin is naturally fair, but as long as she has grown up in California, her skin has naturally tanned, even as a child. Now she mustn't worry about picking this time for tanning. Her skin has grown used to it's skin color. If she begins to look pale, she usually just needs to step into the sun for about ten minutes, and her skin color will come right back.
Clothing Style: While Natasha can be somewhat of a nerd, the girl always has the right sense of style. Whether it's helping her brothers pick something out that fits them, or just picking something nice out for herself to wear. She's very into the 'preppy' look. Though comfortable clothes certainly fit this girl, you won't see her walking around in stretchy shirts and sweats very often.
Natasha loves jeans. She has so many kinds. Lighter colored, darker colored, torn, worn, new, unworn, wrinklie, ironed, whatever it is - come to Natasha. She has so many, that she could go maybe...two years, without having to wear the same jeans twice. Thought those are just her jeans. You should count her skirts, shorts, capris- you could live off this stuff people! She doesn't need to shop much anymore - not that she doesn't she want to. Her mother, though, always had the best sense of style. That would be why she has so many clothes. Her mother would buy her anything she thought was cute - including those with more flaws that Natasha would wear on her body.
Actress/Actor Claim; Vanessa Hudgens
Sample Photo;
  
  
Likes;
- Photography
- Singing
- Animals
- Singing
- Shirley Temples
- Her Brothers
- Her mother
- Reading
- Friends
- Guys
- Listening to Music
Dislikes;
- Los Angeles
- Babbling like an idiot around guys
- Snobby Girls
- Rudeness
- Family [they can be embarrassing...sometimes]
- Smog
- Math [even if she is good at it]
Goals;
- Graduate Highschool
- Go to College
Fears;
- Spiders
- Being in a small space [claustrophobia]
- Bats
- Sometimes, the dark
Sample Roleplay;
[Just so you know, this example is from another site.]
Brushing her darkly colored hair out of her face, a young girl blinked her chocolate brown eyes into the glaring sun, a glint of the bright sunlight catching in the corner of her sly eye. Her black camera hung from around her neck, as she peered down at it, as if to make sure it was still there. As she did this, her brown hair fell at the sides of her face, and she did but nothing that would indicate she noticed, or even cared for that matter. Looking at her feet as she walked, her navy blue jeans jumped into view at each step, the wrinkles noticable. One small tear stood lonely just below her knee-cap, and along with those jeans came her shirt. Not that it was anything special. She wore a navy blue t-shirt, under it a stretchy, long-sleeved, winter pajama top. Yellow, the undershirt was. Anyways, the t-shirt read one thing: Eeyore University. Along with those simple words, came the large letter, E, on the back, and the adorable picture of the childhood cartoon character on the front. She loved this shirt, it was so cute. Just that Eeyore was on it, was what made it that way. For some reason, the depressed little thing was her favorite character in Winnie the Pooh. Excluding Piglet, of course. Oh, Piglet... Right! This is no flash-back of Riley's past.
As she walked, her brown hair had lumped into cork-screw curls that hung from her head and down the sides of her face. A headband held them back, which was actually a navy-blue ribbon, which was usually what she called a headband. Sand tingled in between the fifteen-year-olds toes as she made her way down the white, Miami Beach. This place seemed so much different than Dillon Beach, though it was beautiful there, too, it was a different beauty. The sand was not thick here, but more grainy, less fun for a five-year-old to build a sand castle with. The water, though, looked totally different. Instead of the bright, clear blue in California, it was more of a murky blue, maybe greenish color that invaded the water of the Atlantic.
As she found the perfect spot, above the ocean on a rock-bar, she brought the camera lens to her eye. Because of the time, being five o'clock AM, no one sat in the sand, sunning themselves. Considering most people that did sun themselves were still asleep, she took the advantage of insomnia and used it for the better. Bringing the area into proportion, it looked absolutely breathtaking. The early-morning sun glinted off the oddly colored water at just the right angle; the normally bright blue sky was a faded orange, pinkish color as the sun rose, and the white sand seemed actually tan, as if it were the sunbathers taking in the warm rays. Clicking the button carefully, she took three exact clicks, one right after the other, and took one fourth, just in case.
"Perfect." smiled Riley as she placed the black lens cap back over the glinting glass that magnified the world. Tucking some of her hair away, behind an ear, she stood from where she squatted, on one knee, to find someone standing in front of the brightly-shining sun. Because their shadow was darkened, she couldn't make out any facial expressions, hair, clothing, jewelery, even the gender because the person who stood in front of her, was barely visible.
RPer INFO
Name; Eva
Age; Thirteen
Years of Experiance; Three now?
Favorite Flavor of Jelly Beans; Hmmm...Watermelon?
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Post by Natasha Tanner on Oct 17, 2007 9:51:49 GMT -5
Well, I did have her first and last name on the account first, and an avvie and siggie, but then the admin deleted it untill the application was accepted.
Second, I asked the admin how I was supposed to reserve it, because I don't get it. I don't know, and I'm at school right now and can't really fix this. When I get home I will, and I will add the siggie/avvie and her full name. But can you explain to me how I'm supposed to reserve her? I read the rules but still don't quite get it... |
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