Post by Elena Rose Flint on May 2, 2012 11:39:56 GMT -7
ELENA ROSE FLINT
"Na na na na
Na na na na yeah
You are the music in me
You know the words
"Once Upon A Time"
Make you listen?
There's a reason."
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I AM BEYOND GOD
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Full Name: Elena Rose Flint
Nickname(s): n/a
Gender: female
Age: seventeen
Birthdate: May 5th, 1995
Sexuality: straight
Reincarnate: No
I am: ---
Played By: Olesya Rulin
Grade: junior
Boarding: lives at the school
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OUR SHINING FUTURE
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Height: 5'6'' (5'8'' in heels)
Weight: 130 lbs.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Brown
Build: muscular and lean
Scars: there's a few scars: a small one on the bottom of her right foot from accidentally stepping on broken glass as a kid...one on her forearm, from burning herself on accident...
Piercings/Tattoos: a simple tattoo, on her lower back, of a rose.
Personal Style:
Elena has a unique sense of style, some would say. Others have declared her as a tomboy. She doesn't wear high heels, skirts, or dresses very often. Her hair is usually pulled back or tucked up in a hat. Most of the time, she's wearing glasses. Once in a while, it is off with glasses and in with the contacts. When she does ever dress up for the occasion, she does clean up really good. Be sure to have a camera handy! Hats are somewhat of her thing, so she can hide her face a bit. Why? I don't have no idea..
Appearance:
Dark brown hair that's no longer than below her shoulders, but sometimes it's hidden away. Blue eyes, framed by beautiful and full lashes, seem to hold a lot of emotion and speak without her saying a single word. She has a bit of a curve to her lean frame, though sometimes hidden by her clothing. She isn't tall or short like other people in her class, so Elena can easily fade right into the background and blend into a crowd. Her skin is light, barely even kissed by the sun's rays.
Elena has a rounded face, which can be somewhat hidden by a book or the rim of her hat. She may appear to be frail-looking & small, but not one to be underestimated. There is some muscle upon this girl's lovely frame. She doesn't stick to just one side of the color palette, when it comes to clothes. Depends on the day and what color is needed, if it's an important occasion. Her hair has a natural wave to it, so Elena doesn't really require the use of a curling iron.
HOPE AND HORROR
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Likes:
Singing, Creative Writing, Being outdoors, Playing on the piano, Action flicks, Dancing, Playing with her dog, Reading, Hanging out with her friends, Smell of vanilla..
Dislikes:
Gossip/Rumors, Being betrayed, Smell of cigarettes, Cockiness in men, Mushrooms (she's allergic), Violence, Being taken advantage of, Bullies, Feeling vulnerable, Hearing her parents fighting..
Dreams: To perform her own songs someday onstage, whether she's singing or playing on the piano or singing AND playing..
Fears: Losing a loved one, being betrayed by a friend or loved one, Spiders, Clowns..
Habits/Hobbies:
Plays with a piece of jewelry that she's wearing or bites her nails when nervous, Taps her foot when she gets impatient, Tends to pace around a room when worried about something or someone she cares about, Reading whenever she can, Songwriting...
Secret(s): The truth behind her burn...
Personality:
Elena may seem shy and quiet, but if you are patient and crack open the shell that protects her, then you will see a sweet and creative individual who has had her own issues too. She can be somewhat of a hopeless romantic, but is also realistic about the whole thing as well. Stubbornness is a trait that she seemed to inherit from her mother..or at least that's what her father says. Though it can be construed as determination too. Once she has her mind set upon something, she doesn't stop until it is met. A trait that has gotten into some trouble a few times.
Creativity is her niche. She plays the piano, dances, sings. Miss Elena enjoys doing what she loves and hopes to continue with her passion. Her father would rather she picks something else, like being a teacher or doctor. Her mother supports and it often leads to fights between parents. Elena can be a little sensitive, but only on some subjects. She has a bit of a tough skin, but it has some soft patches throughout. She doesn't talk very much when she doesn't know somebody well, but that goes down in time. Once she's comfortable. She can be a bit hesitant to trust people, especially men. Past issues may be involved..
Anyway, moving on... Elena is fiercely loyal to whatever friends she has. At times, slightly protective. You mess with them, then you mess with Elena. Remember what I said about this girl isn't one to be underestimated? Yeah, don't forget that. She will get right in between you and her friend, telling you to back off. She hasn't failed yet on that. Hardly anyone expects it from her. It's the fact that she's quiet that people underestimate. Elena likes who she is and isn't afraid to defend it. Understand?
PRETTY BOY, PRETTY GIRL
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Mother: Catherine Minin-Flint, 42, registered nurse
Father: Henry Flint, 44, an auto mechanic
Siblings: Derek Flint, age 19
Other: Nancy "Grandma" Flint, age 72
Pets: none with her at the school, but at home, Elena has a dog named Patch.
Hometown: Houston, Texas
History:
Elena Rose was born on May 5th in Houston, Texas. Her brother Derek is three years older than she is. Like most siblings, Derek and Elena would pull pranks on each other or get into fights. In spite of all that, they grew close as siblings. Their mother works as a registered nurse, specializing in rehabilitation, and father is one of the local auto mechanics. They're both good at what they do, but try to be at home as much as they can. Elena and Derek grew up on the outskirts of Houston, a nice house with a veggie garden in the back. Life seemed to be good, but little did any of them know, a dark cloud was approaching..
Meanwhile, Elena found her passion to play the piano. Her mom signed her up for lessons straight away and fights ensued. Dad worried about money and thought that Mom didn't, whatever it was about, Elena didn't want to listen. Derek could see that she didn't like them fighting, smart enough to know it was about her and whatever, so he comforted her until they calmed down. She stuck with her passion, knowing what it could lead to. But then, there was a twist thrown in.
One that would leave a burn scar on her arm. You see, the Flint household lived down the street from a man and his son. Frank and Greg Jenkins was their names. The son, Greg, was taking a liking to little Elena. They grew up on the same street the entire time, but hardly knew each other. And well, when Elena was 15 years old, Greg started to show her. It started small, a present left on the doorstep on her birthday, letters, etc. They met once on the sidewalk and something seemed off about the kid. Elena didn't know what it could be and her mom seemed to sense the same thing. Elena told him that she was flattered by his actions and all, but wasn't interested. Who knew that he would end up being the obsessive type?
Standing outside her house at night. Every other night, it would seem like. Elena was freaked. Then one night, he decided to be bold and climb his way into her bedroom. Greg was a bit bigger, so he easily overpowered her and slipped them both out of the house. He held her hostage for two days possibly, before Elena slipped from his clutches. But not before, he burned a cigarette right on her forearm. Multiple times in the same spot. Of course, that will leave a scar there. He was leaving his mark, staking his claim upon her. But in spite of all this, he never raped her. Well, maybe not in the traditional definition of it anyway. Greg teased her, but never went inside. I guess, in his mind, that was meant to be saved for the moment...when she says that she loves him back. She never said it, so that never happened.
She escaped and he was later put into jail. Elena becomes wary of men, but never fears them. She was strong enough to escape from Greg, never gave into what he wanted. Her parents agreed that it would be best for a change of scenery, so they moved. It doesn't hurt that her mom got a job offer not far from Riverdale, not at all..
I AM WHO I AM
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Name/Alias: Jules
Other Characters: ---
Age: ask me and find out
Time Zone: EST
Post Sample:
The buzzing of her alarm clock was followed by a groan slipping from Eva Martinez's lips. She didn't get a lot of sleep the night before, it had been one of those nights. The gears in her head had refused to be silent, replaying memories like a broken record. She rolled over onto her side and turned off her alarm. The room was quiet once more, aside from her breathing and the noises outside. Eva then took a deep breath. A moment came and went, as she sat up in her bed. Another day in the works. Well, then..gotta get up.., she thought to herself. She threw back the covers and climbed out of bed, her bare feet touching upon the hardwood floor. Before she did anything else, a hot shower was in order. To wake herself up a bit, before her daily fix of coffee.
10 or 15 minutes come to pass, before Miss Eva emerged. She shut off the water and wrapped herself in a towel. After quickly running her brush through her dark hair and pulling it back into a braid, she moved into her bedroom and started to get dressed. No time needed to be wasted with choosing her outfit. She had work today and that meant she had to wear a uniform. Not her favorite thing to wear, but it goes with the job. A few moments passed, as she took a look at herself in the mirror. A slow and deep breath escaped from her lips. Now that she was all-set, it was time for her morning coffee. She headed into the kitchen, getting right to work on putting the coffee on and all that jazz. Eva grabbed breakfast to munch on, while waiting for the coffee to brew. Half of a grapefruit and a glass of orange juice. Once that was done, she moved to toast a bagel. And as she was about to pull out some jam, her phone rang.
Eva quickly picked it up, seeing that it was her partner on the other end. "Martinez." she said, as she grabbed the jam and set it down. As she listened to her partner, Eva moved to get a butterknife to spread the jam. Then, a chuckle slipped past her lips. "You're kidding, right?" she responded, once she had stopped chuckling. A mannequin in the back of a van? Really?, she mused. "Alright. See ya in a few. I will be outside." she said before hanging up. Her partner was picking her up. Just then, the coffee and bagel were done. She grabbed the bagel to quickly spread some jam, but not before pouring coffee into a to-go mug to take with her. True to his word, her partner was pulling up as she was stepping outside of her apartment complex. Once in the car, her partner filled her in and she ate her bagel.
They pulled up to the scene. Eva was prepared to take a statement and was curious to hear why this man had a mannequin in his van. And just as she walked closer to the van, she could understand the investigation behind it. At a quick glance, it looked like a dead body. Blood and all. A moment passed by. Eva approached the man and almost did a double-take. He looked familiar...but for a moment, his name escaped her.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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.
