Post by BRODY CHARLENE JANSEN on Jan 9, 2010 12:54:38 GMT -5
NAME: brody charlene jansen
NICKNAME: bee, brod, brod-ster, bj (giggle giggle), jansen
GENDER: female
AGE: eighteen
ETHNICITY: caucasian
RELIGION: born and raised in the southern baptist church. she still shares most of these beliefs however can't help when certain vices get the best of her.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
STATUS: single
OCCUPATION/GRADE: senior
HAIR: blond
EYES: green
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 130
DISTINGUISHED FEATURES:
- pierced ears
- multiple small scars scattered over her body collected over the years of her life
- light dimples in her cheeks
PLAY BY: amber heard
[/i].' Brody spends a lot of her time focusing on her hobbies including working on classic cars in her dad's garage, exercise, sports, and occasionally playing her guitar. Certain "masculine" activities she enjoys taking part in are part of the reason why she has earned the title of a "tomboy" in the past. She does prefer spending time with males as opposed to females; many people would relate this back to her childhood where she nearly idolized her older brother who played a very active part in her life along with her father. She has never really been able to connect with many girls, from time to time she'll develop a strong friendship with a member of the same gender, however this is a rarity and has yet to happen at all in New Hampshire. She has dealt with multiple rumors about her sexual preference throughout her life, though these claims have all been quickly thwarted.
LIKES: classic cars, soccer, football, baseball, laughing, parties, drinking, driving, men, hot weather, her guitar, dirt bikes, smoking, exercise, competition, sleep, her dog, her brother, her parents, cowboy boots, motorcycle boots, sunglasses, reading, working on cars, time with friends, making awkward silences even more awkward
DISLIKES: "scene" kids, cold weather, gold, waking up, coffee, cats, rain, doctors, casts, crutches, stitches, brats, lies, religious ceremonies she is forced to attend, small-cramped spaces, the dark, hangovers, annoying trends, people making her say things just so they can hear her say them in a southern accent, butterflies, romantic comedies
FEARS: the dark, small-cramped spaces, loneliness, doctors, needles
SECRETS: nearly charged with multiple counts of assault
HOBBIES: exercise, reading, playing guitar, working on cars,riding her dirt bike through the woods
PERSONALITY:
Everyone knows how cruel adolescents can be, this being one of the many factors in Brody's general outlook on life. Comparatively to many others in her age group she is far more aggressive, far more hot-headed, she is prone to fights and to disagreements or shouting matches. Some may say she has issues controlling her temper, she would have to agree with them. She was raised to be as strong as she could be, to never allow anyone to try to put her in what they thought her place might be. As a result she is somewhat cold in most situations and rarely lets her guard down, even around the closest of friends. She is tenacious, energetic, and spunky, and all of these together in one hormonal teenage girl results in one who is quick to take offense at many things, and when this happens it is not uncommon for her to act upon her emotions. She has been threatened before with being charged for assault, and even kept in a holding cell for a few hours for unnecessary roughness. She may be characterized by undue haste and lack of thought or deliberation when it comes to these certain acts, but it shows she had enough confidence to carry through with anything she starts, whether it be a fight or something with a little more meaning in her life.
Some may hypothesize that she makes up with her over-all lack of femininity personality-wise with the way she carries out in sexual endeavors. She is the first to admit her promiscuity in a sense that she is more casual and unrestrained in her sexual behavior. To Brody: sex is sex. Nothing too meaningful behind it, it's part of the reason why she sees no real point in relationships. She isn't distasteful or completely irresponsible on the matter though, she refuses to allow a male to follow her back to her home, and she refuses to allow just anyone to (for lack of a better term) get into her pants. Boys - she will make you work for it. In a sense she has succumbed to the cardinal sin of Pride since she is fairly vain, especially when it comes to her looks. She works to make her body the way it is and to keep it that way, and she will be the first to admit that her face really isn't that bad to look at. In nearly everything she does there is an air of flirtation, whether it be intentional or not. There have been many situations of guys her age trying to turn their friendship into something more because they thought her little giggles and sexual nuances were something genuine when none of it was meant as some form of advance on him.
With a fairly rough front there is always the girl she can be underneath it all. She has the potential to be sweet around the right people, the has the potential to be wholesome and unassuming. There is just the issue of her actually letting her guard down for someone to see. Around friends she is laid-back and entirely casual. She makes no attempt to try to elevate the atmosphere of any situation in any way. she has been told in the past that she is "easy to be around" and that people feel like they "don't have to pretend" when around her. She never understood what anyone meant by this, she still doesn't. Though isn't that how every friendship should be? Apparently it isn't. Though she has the ability to freeze someone's spine with a simple cold glance she apparently also has the ability to make someone feel comfortable. It could be her easy laugh or her ability to find humor in nearly everything and her disinterest in conventional issues such as relationships, but whatever it is it's been working for her for eighteen years.[/ul]
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FATHER: Rob Jansen, 52, Contractor / Garage Owner
MOTHER: Abigail Jansen, 51, Unemployed
SIBLINGS: Parker Jansen, 23, Soldier
PETS: Jake, 2
HOMETOWN: Austin, Texas
HISTORY:
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NAME: haley
GENDER: female
AGE: nineteen
OTHER CHARACTERS: none, yet
EXPERIENCE: about five-ish years
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:Dec 6, 2009 23:10:51 GMT -5 @haley2 said:
I AM NOT MY OWN FOR I HAVE BEEN MADE NEW
PLEASE DON'T LET ME GO, I DESPERATELY NEED YOU
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There was something about weddings that always made Gaby feel uneasy. She wouldn't deny that she was one of those girls who always had dreams in the back of her mind of being a bride one day. Late in high school she, as well as nearly all of her friends and boyfriend at the time, was convinced that day might have been upon her sooner than it would have been for the others. The family saw it as Gaby being the one to settle down early with a big wedding and a big family and a sweet husband, and Alex was most likely to be in jail or rehab. But Gabrielle wouldn't have had it any other way than how it was today. She loved seeing Matt so happy when he realized that he had just married the woman he loved. She loved seeing it finally hit Alex half way down the aisle that she was ensuring that she would spend the rest of her life with the man she loved. The sight of Alex giggle nervously but with excitement and happiness would never find its way out of Gaby's mind. It would have been nice if that little sensation had hit her a few months before hand so that she could have planned her own wedding rather than having Gaby hold her hand and pressure her into making most of the executive decisions, save a few.
She was, however, thankful for the fact that it allowed her some time she would not have had otherwise with their event planner whom Gaby had developed somewhat of a crush on that she had yet to enlighten anyone about. Her love life had been something she constantly avoided with that certain group of friends in the past few years though they did like to tease her about it half of the time, and the other half of the time it seemed like they were trying to make honest efforts to set her up with guys that Gaby never was interested in for longer than a month. Leana had already tried to do it multiple times this evening as did Jeanae, both girls tired of seeing their friend not on the arm of a man like they all were. At this point all Gaby wanted to do was sit down and not have to try to be polite or interesting. She was tired from the whole wedding process, her shoes were hurting her feet, her dress was squeezing her chest and restricting her breathing, she was slightly tipsy, and all she really wanted was to be around her dad.
How convenient though who her father was sitting next to, laughing as if he had forgotten where he was, and almost as if they were old friends. Was it weird that she had a crush on a man around her father’s age? Probably. Jake Saunders had already tried to hide some tears from his daughter and niece earlier that day upon realizing once more how grown up they were. Gaby had already danced with him a few times and laughed with him, trying to cling on back to the days when it was just the two of them together in Chicago. She adored her father so much, but right now he was in the most perfect and worst place at the wedding. Gaby abandoned her glass of champagne and walked over to their table, near abandoned except for the two men and now the young woman who had her arms around her dad’s neck from behind, nearly burying her face in his shoulder until she looked up at Shane and offered a brief smile before she stood up from being hunched over and took the seat between them. She felt more at ease with them than she did with anyone else, at least she didn’t feel like she had to be the overly excited maid of honor. At least she could carry on conversation without clutching her teeth and begging for a way to get out of it. There was a brief pause in the conversation when Jake took a moment to look at his daughter again, only able to see the baby girl she used to be. He nearly shot up from his seat announcing he needed more alcohol before he left Gaby, feeling that clenching feeling in her chest again and growing slightly uncomfortable.
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