Post by Korrie Eliza Beauchamp on May 3, 2012 16:55:42 GMT -7
KORRIE ELIZA BEAUCHAMP
"if the sky is the limit, then i'll build a bridge up to it."
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I AM BEYOND GOD
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Full Name: korrie eliza beauchamp
Nickname(s): if there are any
Gender: female
Age: sixteen
Birthdate: december twenty-ninth, 1995
Sexuality: bisexual
Reincarnate: yes
I am: isabella d'este
Played By: philippa coliass
Grade: junior
Boarding: yes
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OUR SHINING FUTURE
[/font]IN REVOLT
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Height: 5'2"
Weight: 110lbs
Eye Color: red-brown
Hair Color: hazel
Build: skinny
Scars: if any
Piercings/Tattoos: this is tattooed on the inside of her left wrist
Personal Style: as a repercussion of her past life and memories, korrie's always had a love for fashion and making herself look nice. her style is hard to pin down, as she loves to experiment- one day she could be in heels, leggings, and an embellished tunic. the next? a chic dress with flats. she likes to experiment with different styles, although she tends to like to stick around the indie style of dress. her style makes her come off as a respectable and well-kept individual, as she's rather picky as to how she looks in other people's presence. she likes looking nice, although she doesn't necessarily dress to put herself in the spotlight.
Appearance: korrie is a relatively small girl, and always has been. she's always been short and regarded as frail, due to the fact her mother's side of the family has always been small compared to others. due to that, she has been confused for a child on more than one sole occasion (although she's long passed getting offended at it. instead, for the most part, she just kind of laughs while she waits for people to figure out she's sixteen, not six). she is relatively pale (by choice, however; she is able to tan if she so chose, but she worries about damaging her skin so she tends to wear sunscreen when she's out at the beach and such) and has very few freckles and moles decorating her body. for the most part, she tries to keep her style to the natural minimum by avoiding overstyling her hair and overusing makeup.
because of that, more often than not, she'll keep her hair and makeup to the minimum. korrie has a tendency to keep her hair cropped short, just a bit lengthier than her shoulders. she doesn't much curl it because her hair is naturally straight, and from her own personal experience curly hair is often more annoying than it is worth to put the hours of effort into. that said, however, she is not above experimenting with her hair. her hair is naturally a shade of red-brown that isn't often seen, but she has dyed her hair on more than one occasion and is often seen with bright red hair. she has also for quite some time kept her hair parted more to one side, and kept her bangs long enough to brush off the side of her face so it isn't frustrating her. as for makeup, she prefers to emphasize rather than hide. she tends to avoid coverup and such, instead sticking with makeup and a bit of eyeliner and perhaps some pale eyeshadow if she's feeling up to it on that day.
HOPE AND HORROR
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Likes: fashion, writing, cartoons, history, drawing, nature, traveling, chocolate, flowers, gardening, archery
Dislikes: wasps, nuts, her father, writer's block, mismatched colours, messy handwriting/scrawl, people who abuse art supplies, reality television, liars/cheaters, rats (she's allergic)
Dreams: becoming recognized and renowned artist
Fears: her father, abandonment, heights
Habits/Hobbies: biting her lip when nervous, stopping halfway through a sentence, tapping her nails, bouncing her legs while sitting, tuning out the world around her when focusing
Secret(s): at age ten she lost one of her older sisters to suicide, she is actually relatively rich
Personality: korrie is a girl filled with many quirks. by most people she knows, she's known as being "that kind, odd girl in the corner". she has always been very quiet around strangers and often chooses to stick to herself rather than stick herself right in the midst of people, although she's not unfriendly. if someone came up to her and randomly started a conversation with her, she'd be friendly right back. it's not that she is unsociable, it just takes her some time to get to the point where she can be comfortable around people.
once she is comfortable around people, and warms up, however, she's quite a ball of animation. when she talks about something she's passionate about and very interested in, she tends to get very animated and loud, speaking with her hands. she tends to smile a lot and bounce around, and spill her heart to people she trusts. she's an avid listener and enjoys helping those she cares about as well, whenever she can. she has also been told she's very understanding. she gets very spacey when she's very interested in something, however, and tends to herself in creations of her own and could probably get run over by a truck and not notice when she is very wrapped up in something. not to mention is she passionate, she is also very intelligent and blessed with a fairly extensive talent in art. she was raised strictly, and with the bleedover from her reincarnation, she hardly has to spend much time studying to keep her grades up. because of her father constantly telling her she wasn't good enough and couldn't do some things, it has made her into a very determined individual. if you tell her she can't do anything, she most definitely will put all her strength into it, even if it kills her. she is nearly always a nice person unless given reason not to be, and even then, she tries to be as nice as possible.
and although she's understanding and reasonable with others, she's extremely hard on herself. if she screws up or makes one small mistake, she tends to beat herself up about it for weeks, or even months. she tends to be sarcastic, and hates herself when she makes a joke and someone doesn't realize it and it upsets them. she's also very stubborn and argumentative, and even if she knows she's wrong, she most definitely won't admit to it. korrie is also notorious for holding grudges against those who have damaged her trust, and her feelings an get hurt easily. she also tends to shut herself off from others when she's upset, because she always feels like she's bothering people when they're trying to help her and would instead choose to manage herself than make people deal with her. she also gets rather snappy when she's upset and people continue to prod her, and sometimes will say some harsh things if people really continue to get under her skin when they're aware she's upset. lastly, she gets very defensive when criticized and cannot take criticism well whatsoever.
PRETTY BOY, PRETTY GIRL
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Mother: alexandra beauchamp, deceased
Father: oliver beauchamp, 45, businessman
Siblings: names & ages, if any
Other: eliza ferguson, 35, aunt
Pets: none
Hometown: new york, united states of america
History: korrie eliza beauchamp was born the youngest of three daughters, to alexandra and oliver beauchamp. korrie was a very excitable and happy child, although she was shy when it came to strangers. she always loved to play with toys and work with her hands growing up, and she grew up relatively happily. her father worked a lot, but her mother was extremely loving and her and her sisters always got along well. her elder twin sisters were six years older, although they loved korrie and were always happy to play with her. her mother alexandra was an artist, and that's where her love of art grew. instead of dolls, she often got art supplies as presents.
however, once she was enrolled in school, she was viewed as being oddly intelligent for a child. she thought like children years above her, and grasped concepts quickly. she was young when she took a fascination in the renaissance, especially in the Italian renaissance. she immersed herself in it, asking questions wherever possible. there were even some words in italian and greek she recognized that seemed familiar to her, and some she even knew. it was the that someone mentioned isabella d'esta to her, and the name struck a familiar chord that she couldn't seem to place. she didn't have time to look more into it, because tragedy struck then. her mother was involved in a fatal car accident and died when she was only seven years old, absolutely shattering the family. her and her sisters were grief stricken, but her father was even worse. he launched himself into work, completely ignoring his family to make money. her mother's sister, eliza, however, stepped in to help take care of the three kids as much as she possibly could. she stepped over and took over her sister's role, and practically assumed her role as their mother.
a curse of bad luck and heartbreak seemed to follow the family, because merely two years after her mother's death, one of her elder twin sisters was lost to suicide. it shattered the family to the core, killing both korrie and her remaining sister inside. her family fell apart then, because her father stopped coming home. he began investing every waking moment in his work, and korrie was mainly taken care of by her aunt and elder sister. however, her father stuck around just to rant at korrie about how if she didn't do well enough and ace everything, she was a disgrace. he stated neglecting and verbally abusing his children, having turned to alcohol. it was then that korrie launched into her studies, practically going mute and ignoring everyone due to being berated every time she spoke to her father. it was then that she thought back to isabelle d'esta once again, and after looking up more on the information on the woman, she knew. that wasn't just some woman. it was her. she was the same woman who had walked the plains of italy so many years ago. but that was right around the time she was entering highschool, after her sister had already moved and graduated, to "further preen her studies." she was rather depressed within the first year of moving here, but in her sophomore year she joined the RSOR and soon her happiness began to return to what she used to be before. she chose to board, however, because her elder sister was working a job she loved, korrie told her to remain where she was instead of moving with her to riverdale.
I AM WHO I AM
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Name/Alias: steph
Other Characters: none! (so far...)
Age: sixteen
Time Zone: pacific
Post Sample:
(i'm just going to apologize for how horrendous this is, because all my posts from my last site were eaten and this is the only one i could find... and it's from like. 09. D: I'M BETTER NOW I SWEAR..... cal can vouch?)
The tall boy stretched slightly as his fingers flowed over the guitar strings effortlessly, the tune picking itself up and carrying itself across the beach. Anthonie Fairburn could feel the water lapping at his feet as he was perched on the dock, guitar strap around his naked torso glimmering in the sun. It had been so long since he'd been so carefree, without all the stress of trying to end the war and disarm everyone from hurting themselves. He smiled as he continued playing, singing the lyrics under his breath, completely oblivious to the small group of people that was watching the boy play. Though he tended normally to stay at his house in Devonport to play, he'd always had an attatchement to this marina here. It'd been one of his favourite places to hang out, and his prophecy gift had told him a large event was going to surpass here someday... so since then Anthonie had spent a lot of time at the marina, whether tanning, playing guitar, or anything.
Even though Anthonie was half vampire, the boy, luckily, inherited the werewolf skin. Though he was unsure why his body was so unevenly gifted, minus being the special ability to turn into an owl that was even rare among full vampires, Anthonie possessed it. Though he was unsure why he was so uneven, the only real thing vampiric he had was the ability to turn into an owl and the fact he needed blood every once in awhile.
Anthonie let out a delicate sigh as he finished the song, his fingers itching to start another song. He smiled as he thought about it and started playing it, half alive by secondhand serenade. Because of the great weather and great day, he decided to go along and actually sing aloud for others to hear. Though most of the time he didn't when he was at the Marina, there was the rare occasions that he did. Ever since he'd been young he'd always been very self conscious about his voice, even though many times people told him it was good.
When the song finished, he closed his eyes and smiled out into the sun. Today had the feeling of being an amazing day, and he knew that. There was just a special feeling that something life-changing was going to happen, though he was unsure why. With that, Anthonie pulled the guitar strap off, exposing his tanned, naked chest without the strap, and he placed in beside him, toes still touching the water. Today was going to be a good day.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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.
