Post by Aleksia Jacki Benedict on Oct 30, 2011 11:38:29 GMT -7
ALEKSIA JACKI BENEDICT
What am I supposed to do?
Oh, oh, when she's so damn cold
Like twenty below?
That girl, that girl,
She's such a bitch
But I tell myself I can handle it...
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I AM BEYOND GOD
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Full Name: Aleksia Jacki Benedict
Nickname(s): Lexxy
Gender: female
Age: sixteen
Birthdate: October 24th, 1995
Sexuality: straight
Reincarnate: Yes
I am: Abigail Williams
Played By: Cassadee Pope
Grade: sophomore
Boarding: yes
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OUR SHINING FUTURE
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Height: 5'1"
Weight: 7.14285 stones
Eye Color: hazel green
Hair Color: chocolate brown and blonde
Build: petite
Scars: nope
Piercings/Tattoos: ears. no tattoos for now
Personal Style: Aleksia really likes colors (her favorite being pink). She is NEVER found in all black—it reminds her of those awful Puritan days. Lexxy always pairs blacks with a bright, bold color. Her clothing style depends on how she's feeling when she gets up. Sometimes, she'll wear more pants and have a punk tomboy look, but if she's feeling flirty, she'll throw on a skirt or a cute dress to help bring attention to her. She owns and wears a lot of converse. In her opinion, converse look good with everything. She'll wear heels every once in a while, but they're not her favorite shoes to walk in. She's not really big on jewelry. She mainly sticks to post earrings. She does like cute little necklaces and bracelets are okay depending on the outfit.
Appearance: Aleksia is a petite girl and she isn't likely to grow much taller. She has delicate, feminine hands that are always soft due to excessive scented lotion use. She keeps her nails short otherwise she'll chew on them, but she keeps her nails painted to keep them stylish.
Used to the California sun, Lexxy likes to keep her skin looking slightly sun-kissed. Though she prefers tanning the natural way (laying outside on a hot afternoon with her sunglasses, an ipod, and a fresh glass of lemonade) she is not above using some bronzer or fake-baking in the winter too keep up a year-round tan to mask the fact that she's naturally quite pale. She refuses to leave the house without eyeliner and a bit of pink lipgloss on. When she's feeling fancy, Lexxy will put on some blush. Lucky for her, her skin is naturally relatively clear and she doesn't worry much about acne.
She keeps her hair in a short, feminine bob. Her hair is naturally a dark blonde, but she dyes it chocolate brown and bleaches sections of her bangs and a bit underneath her hair. She straightens out her natural curly hair almost everyday to get her hair to shape into a perfect bob.
Lexxy's face is almost always light up with a smile, but 95% of the time, it's fake. She laughs and smiles all the time, but that look can easily be replaced with a darker, sarcastic look the moment your back is turned and she begins to talk about you.
HOPE AND HORROR
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Likes: gossip, drama, attention, the color pink, gum, oreos, sleeping in, shopping, boys, looking cute, pop music, sunshine, beaches, bikinis, getting everything she wants, disney princesses, lemonade, manipulating people, causing drama, presents
Dislikes: bad hair days, pimples, rain, getting caught in a lie, gym uniforms, out-of-style clothes, cafeteria food, gym class, being ignored, being quiet, not getting her way, oldies, video games, books
Dreams: to become someone big and important somewhere in the world someday. then she'll get lots of attention and people will ALWAYS listen to her.
Fears: getting caught in a lie, most bugs, really big dogs, snakes, having no future — just like her last life
Habits/Hobbies: gossiping, compulsive lying, shopping, stuttering and tripping over her words under pressure, trying to act "cute" for the boys, chewing her nails
Secret(s): she doesn't like people know that she is also a reincarnate...especially the reincarnate of Abigail Williams of all people! she also hides that she's a compulsive liar
Personality: Aleksia Jacki Benedict is NOT a good person. Ever seen Mean Girls? She's a lot like Regina George. She is the type of person to smile and be your friend one moment, but the moment you've let your guard down, she'll come and stab you in the back with the sharpest knife in her arsenal. Lexxy seems to have completely disregard for the concept of loyalty. She is untrustworthy and nothing more than a two-faced, drama-craving bitch. She's your friend until she's learned all of your secrets. Once she knows everything she needs to, she'll turn and sell your secrets away to the highest bidder.
However, if you haven't told her anything, that's fine too. Lexxy is an excellent liar. She can bend and manipulate both fact and fiction into a rumor she's satisfied with it, and because she's so charismatic, she's often believed. Aleksia has no problem talking to other people, be they friends or strangers (mostly because she likes hearing herself talk and she likes the attention she gets). She loves the attention she gets when she speaks. She loves it so much that she craves it. Lexxy needs the spot light. She needs to get everyone's attention. She can't function well without it. ...Yeah, she's a bit of a nut.
Her favorite attention to receive is from the male population. Oh yes. Lexxy is a flirty young woman. She knows exactly when to smile, when to giggle, when to bat her eyes, when and how to pose a certain way, when to do everything to get a guy to give her all she wants. She's had many boyfriends in the past, and there will be, no doubt, more to come. She's not good at staying single. Yet, at the same time, she's also horrible at keeping a relationship.
But despite her bitchy attitude, Lexxy does harbor a secret guilt. It's the same guilt that keeps her far from the RSOR. She's guilty for all the innocent people she had killed in her past life. If she had ended up someone important in her last life, she probably wouldn't regret their deaths and consider it a sacrifice for a better cause. However, after the witch trails, Abigail Williams left town to become a prostitute. During those nights, she had plenty of time to think about what she done. She inflected pain and reaped no benefit...she felt and still feels awful about it.
PRETTY BOY, PRETTY GIRL
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Mother: Meghan Benedict-Van Ravensway - 45 - Dentist
Father: George Benedict - 48 - business man
Siblings: none
Other: Brad Van Ravensway - 45 - Doctor - step father
Pets: none
Hometown: San Francisco, California
History: Aleksia always knew she was different. From the moment she could retain memories, she knew she was a very special little girl. Something made her different. Something made her better than everyone she interacted with. She didn't exactly know why. For years, she simply thought it was because she was rich.
Mommy was a dentist. Daddy was a very successful businessman. Mommy divorced Daddy when Aleksia was two and married Brad by the time Lexxy was three. Brad was a doctor. Where ever Lexxy turned, there was money to go around. Being an only child, the money went to her. All of her desires. All of her dreams. She got what she wanted. She liked getting what she wanted, but there was always one desire she never had fulfilled. With her parents constantly busy, Lexxy never got the attention a small child needed. To compensate, her parents just spoiled her. Her nanny also spoiled the adorable little girl and as a result, Lexxy never really was taught manners. She did learn, however, that acting out got her attention. If she was dramatic, if she told certain lies, if she simply looked a certain way, adults would stop ignoring her.
She carried over this behavior when she went to school. In school, Lexxy quickly became one of the most popular girls. Girls wanted to be in Lexxy's clique more than anything. It was easy to get in Lexxy's circle of friends — the more she has, the more she can manipulate to do things for her. She never really liked or trusted any of them. They were just pawns in a bigger game for her own benefit. When boys and girls started developing in middle school, Lexxy was able to capture attention from the boys as well, having her first boyfriend by fifth grade and losing her virginity only two years later at age 13.
So, since she was rich and got attention from everyone but her parents, Lexxy firmly believed she was special. She learned at differently 14. Her pretty face and crappy home life was not the reason she was so different.
In her freshman year of high school, her English teacher handed out copies of the literary classic, The Crucible. Her teacher explained the story to the class and Lexxy's blood ran cold. Something was all too familiar about the story of Abigail Williams and her lies in Salem. As the class went through and read the story, Lexxy found herself skipping class more and more. While the stuff about the affair with John Proctor was bullshit, Lexxy couldn't shake the feeling of deja vu and the guilt that came with it. The guilt overwhelmed her at one point, resulting in Lexxy taking her lighter and igniting her copy of The Crucible.
She tried to forget Abigail Williams, John Proctor, Elizabeth Proctor, Sarah Good, Giles Corey and all those other familiar damned names. For a while, she kind of could. While they were never erased from her mind, they were pushed to the back of it, which made it easier for her to ignore the lingering guilt she could not explain. Every now and then, she would have various nightmares, usually pertaining to Abigail. Sometimes, she'd have awful dreams about the courtroom where she stood where the accused usually stood, being sentenced to death in order to repay the families she had destroyed with her lies. Other times, she'd dream she was walking the streets as a prostitute, thin and sickly, letting men pin her against walls and take advantage of her in exchange for a few coins. She ended up seeing a psychiatrist about her dreams, and he explained she had repressed guilt. But for what?
Her answer came later on in her freshman year in her World Studies class. As the teacher went over the notes about India, the concept of reincarnation came up. The idea of it intrigued Lexxy and she listened closely. After class, she did something she had never done in her life before:
She went to the library.
She checked out books about Salem Witch Trials and a few books on reincarnation. After many nights of reading, Lexxy began to piece things together.
She wasn't special because she was pretty, popular, and rich. She was popular because she had the soul of Abigail Williams — the girl who damned many to die an innocent death. This new life she had was a punishment, she figured. A punishment to let her live in guilt for all she did.
So, what does Abigail do when faced with guilt? Hint: She doesn't repent.
She ran away. Lexxy figured that if she left the origin — her hometown of San Fran where she discovered what she was — she could start over and just forget. So, Lexxy chose a random school across the country, Riverdale High. She left as soon as she could and found herself in Riverdale, North Carolina, alone and a completely new face in a crowd of students. Though she knows who she used to be, Lexxy is determined to start over. She could not change the hand she was dealt, but rather, play it to the best of her ability.
She would soon find that her troubles had followed her from California to North Carolina...
I AM WHO I AM
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Name/Alias: Tina Auditore da Firenze!
Other Characters: *deep breath* talia,jennah,hayden,wes,freddie,lena,marcus,lily...pretty sure that's it, actually.
Age: 17
Time Zone: central
Post Sample:
Bob was a lonely fellow. He was a 41-year-old man with hair everywhere on his body except the top of his head. He was rather pudgy and he often smelled because he could not reach under all of his folds of fat and wash himself and he profusely sweated. He wore thick glasses, black slacks and pit-stained, short sleeved shirts everyday. He resided in his mother's basement with nothing but his computer, bed, Xbox, Playstation and wide assortment of Asian porn. However, Bob was quickly growing tired of his porn collection. While fapping to the breasts and behind of a perfect Japanese girl was nice, Bob decided that 41 was a good age to finally get out there and attempt to experience the real thing.
So, Bob bid his mother good bye (she refused to kiss him due to his smell) and he set out on the streets of New York to find his perfect, Level 86 Elf Mage Princess. ...Bonus points if she was into tentacles. Bob walked up and down the streets of New York City, looking for his special someone. However he was unable to find his dream woman. Dejected, he retreated to Central Park. He settled himself onto a bench as the night time snow began. He watched the white flakes pile up on his protruding gut and he sighed. It was hopeless. There would never be a woman for him. He might as well take the subway home and retreat to Mommy's basement for another night of Asian porn.
Bob stood, the snow pile still perfectly balanced on that stomach of his, and he began to waddle out of the park. On his way out, he passed what looked like a pile of rags however, a pile, clawed hand reached out and snatched the edge of his coat. Startled, Bob jumped (which probably caused an earthquake anywhere between a 6 through a 9 somewhere halfway across the world) and turned to look at the rags. Upon further examination he saw the creature that had grabbed him was a woman with matted black hair with a few silver and garbage-green streaks. Her teeth (what was left of them) were jagged and yellow. Her eyes were watery and grey and her skin was a yellowish-white and stretched over her bones. Her smelled just like Bob. She was beautiful. "Excuse me, sir," She rasped, only one eye actually looking at Bob, "Could you spare a dollar?"
But Bob did not hear her speak. He was taken with her beauty. In return to her question, he asked, "Are you into tentacles?"
She let his jacket go. "...Sure?" She answered, arching half of her bushy unibrow.
Ecstatic, Bob scooped up the breath-taking homeless woman into his arms and carried her all the way to his mother's home. Upon entering, he announced to his mother that he had found his one and only. His mother, unfortunately, did not answer him because the stench of the two combined had killed her. Bob did not take notice. His eyes were only on his new homeless bride. They used Bob's inheritence to travel to Vegas where an Elvis impersonator bound them together in holy matrimony.
And Bob and the homeless woman lived happily ever after...
Until they were caught trying to reenact 21 by counting cards. Once they were caught, the casino security, which was run by a bunch of coke-dealing-and-consuming Mafia thugs, took them to the back and beat them with baseball bats until they were dead.
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application format by dante/dante in ze pot. lyrics from 'wreak havoc' by angelspit. nothing will chase you down if you remove the credits, but i'd rather you not. that is all.
