Post by Jacelyn De Lamarliere on Oct 23, 2011 21:46:49 GMT -5
uJ A C E L Y Nv
"Are you having trouble finding sleep at night,
Or does your lack of conscience tell you every-thing's alright,
I trust your good intentions, that you're watching over friends,
But you must think that I"m crazy, if I don't see through that grin"
|Barbara Palvin|
JACELYNROSE DE LAMARLIERE
full name: Jacelyn Rose De Lamarliere
nick name: Jace, Jacie
age: Seventeen
birthday: July 15
ethnicity: French
gender: Female
sexuality: Bi-curious
species: Were
Animal: Bunny
occupation: Student
cannon: N/A
height: 5'7
weight: 118
hair: Long, chocolate brown, Slightly wavy
eyes: Bright blue
build: Tall, lean
tattoos/scars/distinguishing features: Belly button pierced, birthmark on her left shoulder
anything else:
likes: Chocolate covered strawberries
Dancing
Berets
Heels
dislikes: Commitment
Judgmental people
Those tiny little shy girls that everyone finds adorable
Competition
People who try to imitate her accent
quirks/habits: Tends to. . .nibble on things
Hard time sitting still
weaknesses: Cute boys with attractive smiles
Cant commit to anything
Bunnies
Kids without parents
Over confident
strengths: Dancing
Speaks french
Persistent
Creating awkward moments
Independent
fears: Heights
Needles
secrets: She keeps the fact that she's a foster kid a secret
goals: Make some kind of difference in the world
Travel all of Europe
alignment: Neutral
key traits:
Persistant:When she has her mind set on something, there's no stopping her
Confident: Some could say too, but she believes she can do anything
Hyper: Jacie is almost always bouncing or moving in some way
Commitment:She has a hard time commiting to anything.
mother: Camille De Lamarliere , 43, MIA
father: Unknown
siblings: N/A
other: N/A
pets: N/A
history:
When Jacelyn thinks back she can't remember if her mom really ever did care. Anything that may of happened before she was eleven is all a blur. The only thing she actually knows about her mom is a name and a small picture kept inside a locket of a beautiful brunette french maiden.
Though there's one memory that Jacie can never seem to get out of her head, it was a clear as day to her. A younger version of herself five or six she didn't know. Just a kindergartner waiting for her mother to pick her up, playing hop scotch as the time ticked by waiting for someone who would never show.
Little Jacelyn waited hours, the sun started going below the horizon before she started realizing that something was wrong. A teacher came out of the school on his way home and noticed the young girl crying on the steps, asking where her mommy was. The teacher asked where she lived but being so young Ana couldn't answer, so he took her to the only place he could think of, the police.
They looked up her address and took her home to where they figured her mother would be. Only she wasn't, gone without a trace, no one could figure out if she simply left her daughter, not caring about her, or was kidnapped. The police set out an investigation that led to nowhere, and since Jacelyn didn't have any known relatives she was sent to foster care and bounced from family to family for most of her life.
A couple months after she turned sixteen child services sent her to America where she found House of Night, she ran away from her current foster family and proved to them that she was a Were and enrolled her to the school.
name: Violet!
age: Thuuuuurteeeeen
experience: About a year-ish
discovery: ELEPHANT IS MY BIG SISTER, not really but ya know. I just found this site in my bookmarks XP so she prolly gave it to me at some point or another
other characters: NO ONE. . yet
The haunted house, could she look more out of place? Maybe if she dressed up as something remotely scary shefd look more natural. But scary just wasnft. . . her. She was more of the pretty pretty princesses type, which is exactly why she was dressed up as sleeping beauty. There really wasnft any other option for her except Cinderella but Analeigh didnft like to put her hair up. She liked the way it flowed down her back in gentle curls. Twirling one of these strands of curls around her finger she glanced around nervously. Maybe she shouldnft have come, Shefd only been there a week and the few people she had managed to become friends with were nowhere in sight.
The line edged its way forward as her stomach churned, she knew it was silly to be scared. Haunted houses were just for fun right? But she couldnft keep her mind from wandering over to all the things that could possibly go wrong. The list was relatively short but her anxiety kept them swirling through her mind. She tried to distract herself by looking at other peoples costumes. She saw the typical things, like superheroes and zombies. Some of the outfitfs the girls were wearing though. . . How could they not be freezing? It made her relieved that she had a costume that covered her whole body, perfect for keeping herself from the wrath of October air.
Almost there, just a couple more people and Ana would be walking into this (hopefully not to scary) haunted house. Though the fact that it was made by demigods had to be taken into consideration, for all she knew they used real monsters! Not that that would be very likely since everyone seemed to want to kill the monsters but it was still a possibility! Oh great there was that feeling again. A familiar voice broke through her thoughts. Thank the gods! The person she would be going in with wasnft just someone she knew, but also someone whom she considered a friend. gDepends on what your definition of excited ish She replied with a nervous chuckle, her ethnicity obvious with every word.
The line edged its way forward as her stomach churned, she knew it was silly to be scared. Haunted houses were just for fun right? But she couldnft keep her mind from wandering over to all the things that could possibly go wrong. The list was relatively short but her anxiety kept them swirling through her mind. She tried to distract herself by looking at other peoples costumes. She saw the typical things, like superheroes and zombies. Some of the outfitfs the girls were wearing though. . . How could they not be freezing? It made her relieved that she had a costume that covered her whole body, perfect for keeping herself from the wrath of October air.
Almost there, just a couple more people and Ana would be walking into this (hopefully not to scary) haunted house. Though the fact that it was made by demigods had to be taken into consideration, for all she knew they used real monsters! Not that that would be very likely since everyone seemed to want to kill the monsters but it was still a possibility! Oh great there was that feeling again. A familiar voice broke through her thoughts. Thank the gods! The person she would be going in with wasnft just someone she knew, but also someone whom she considered a friend. gDepends on what your definition of excited ish She replied with a nervous chuckle, her ethnicity obvious with every word.
