Post by Francesca Delano on Jan 18, 2009 19:52:07 GMT -5
Username:bellajoles
Desired Character:Francesca 'Frankie' Delano
Original or Cannon:Original
Description of character:
Physical discription:Frankie has off the shoulder,earthy black locks and chocolate eyes. She stands at 5'5. Her frame is slim and well toned with soft curves.
Species:Werewolf [even though she doesn't know it yet.]
PB:Stacie Orrico
Bio:Frankie is a La Push native born and raised. She led a pretty normal, happy existence here. That is until like several members of the teen population on the reservation. She began to mature physically at an exceptionally rapid rate. Just last year she stood at a petite height of 4'11, and sprouted up an astounding six inches in 7 months. As if that wasn't odd enough. Now she's receiving sideways glances from the tribe elders and awkward stares from Sam Uley like she were some sort of a science project. It's enough to send the girl running for the hills.
Personality:Frankie is a very outdoorsy girl,very tomboyish. She is unafraid to get down and dirty in any sense of the phrase. She is very smart and perceptive,sometimes a little too much.---Damn that wolfy sense.--- She has a habit of getting into situations where she's not wanted or over hearing things she's not supposed to. Whether it is intentional or not. Frankie 's major character flaw is the fact she very impulsive by nature,and has difficulty following plans or strategy. Also does alot of things that come back to haunt her. She is quick tempered,but recovers quickly. In other words has no idea how to hold a grudge. She is known as one to push the rules likely to bend them til they break.She is very defensive of anything and everything she loves, and will do all necessary to protect.
Dreams/Wishes:Fran really wishes she could figure out what is going on with her body. She has never been too overly ambitious,but has recently gotten involved in the nursing program at her high school.
Loves:
Playing guitar
Singing
Music
Life
Family
Friends
Soccer
Football
Cars
Surfing
Cliff diving
Hates:
Restrictions
awkward situations
being underestimated
idle threats
shoes
clocks
RP Sample 1:Jolie sat in her room, laid out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was trying to remember last time she actually gotten a full night’s sleep. Her mind perpetually flooding, with faint flashes of memory from last night’s soiree. --- Soiree was soooo the wrong word for last night’s case of events. Orgy was much more accurately descript. --- She had been too stoned to truly appreciate any of it. Though the colours had been pretty brilliant Jolie thought to herself.
She continued to flash through what she could recall. She didn’t think she’d opened the gate for anyone. Then again as hazy as her recollection was she could have flown all the way to Timbaktu and back and not have even realized. Jolie forced her brain to push further….beyond merely her surroundings. She tried to see faces, to remember who had attended. There was…The Kingstons…Derek…James…Eh, Melanie?
“OH!!! Pearl!” She said overjoyed and relieved all at once
Pearl of course would know everything she needed to know. ---Since she could remember she had always been able to depend on Pearl for juicy gossip, dirt whatever she needed. She had even entrusted her with a secret of hers…not that anyone else would ever know.--- She started a frantic pursuit for her cell. She thumbed through clothes, papers, everything. Finally she saw it. She snatched it up went for the number pad and hit 2 on her speed dial list, and prayed Pearl could tell her what she needed to hear
~*Written as Jolie Whitmore.*~
Sample from Breakout!!!
RP Sample 2:It was 8:00,8:30 A.M. Frankie was spending a lazy,happy Saturday just like any other. Peacefully jogging up a small hiking trail a half mile up the road from her house. It was a wonderful run,her favorite place to go to think and clear her head. It was part of her normal day to day routine. However,even as familiar as the path was to her something felt...off key,out of range. As did almost every aspect of her life now. It was strange something Frankie couldn't seem to pinpoint. It all appeared to trace back to her rapid growth spurt atop other sudden physical changes she'd gone through.
While she still mentally remained the same person she'd always been. It was all so bizarre to even glance in a mirror now to see some stranger staring back at her. She felt like she was an alien to her own body. She knew nothing about it anymore,could predict nothing that happened to it. It was almost traumatizing to consider. Frankie just 7 months prior had been a happy, carefree teenager,height 4'11;weight 94 pounds. Now it was not that she wasn't happy nor that she was no longer a teenager.---not that you could tell based on mere visual judgment.--- It was that she was no longer peaceful. Frankie had reached was gradually approaching a state of paranoia.
Then again how could she not be with constantly being eyed by Billy Black and Harry Clearwater along with the other tribe elders. It was like they knew something she didn't. Like they knew what was the cause behind ths astounding "metamorphosis" that was taking place. Frankie had been mulling and searching for these answers to these questions for months now. ---She'd even finally worked up the gall to ask,her mom,one of the doctor's at the town free clinic to run tests on her, like some freak at M.I.T. Of course nothing had come of it. She was just told like everyone else she was over reacting--- And presently she had the nagging suspicion that she was going to get them very soon. Whether they were ones she wanted or not.
RP Experience:Breakout!!!,Twifantasy,FBH,Meez
Custom Title:The Deal Breaker
Quote:Bending the rules 'til they break...
Why you should get this character:I should have this part because she is my own brainchild, and I believe I am the only one who can accurately play the role.
How'd You Find Us?:An ad Bella posted on FBH.
Anything Else?:Here's a Avvie and siggie I would like to use.
Desired Character:Francesca 'Frankie' Delano
Original or Cannon:Original
Description of character:
Physical discription:Frankie has off the shoulder,earthy black locks and chocolate eyes. She stands at 5'5. Her frame is slim and well toned with soft curves.
Species:Werewolf [even though she doesn't know it yet.]
PB:Stacie Orrico
Bio:Frankie is a La Push native born and raised. She led a pretty normal, happy existence here. That is until like several members of the teen population on the reservation. She began to mature physically at an exceptionally rapid rate. Just last year she stood at a petite height of 4'11, and sprouted up an astounding six inches in 7 months. As if that wasn't odd enough. Now she's receiving sideways glances from the tribe elders and awkward stares from Sam Uley like she were some sort of a science project. It's enough to send the girl running for the hills.
Personality:Frankie is a very outdoorsy girl,very tomboyish. She is unafraid to get down and dirty in any sense of the phrase. She is very smart and perceptive,sometimes a little too much.---Damn that wolfy sense.--- She has a habit of getting into situations where she's not wanted or over hearing things she's not supposed to. Whether it is intentional or not. Frankie 's major character flaw is the fact she very impulsive by nature,and has difficulty following plans or strategy. Also does alot of things that come back to haunt her. She is quick tempered,but recovers quickly. In other words has no idea how to hold a grudge. She is known as one to push the rules likely to bend them til they break.She is very defensive of anything and everything she loves, and will do all necessary to protect.
Dreams/Wishes:Fran really wishes she could figure out what is going on with her body. She has never been too overly ambitious,but has recently gotten involved in the nursing program at her high school.
Loves:
Playing guitar
Singing
Music
Life
Family
Friends
Soccer
Football
Cars
Surfing
Cliff diving
Hates:
Restrictions
awkward situations
being underestimated
idle threats
shoes
clocks
RP Sample 1:Jolie sat in her room, laid out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She was trying to remember last time she actually gotten a full night’s sleep. Her mind perpetually flooding, with faint flashes of memory from last night’s soiree. --- Soiree was soooo the wrong word for last night’s case of events. Orgy was much more accurately descript. --- She had been too stoned to truly appreciate any of it. Though the colours had been pretty brilliant Jolie thought to herself.
She continued to flash through what she could recall. She didn’t think she’d opened the gate for anyone. Then again as hazy as her recollection was she could have flown all the way to Timbaktu and back and not have even realized. Jolie forced her brain to push further….beyond merely her surroundings. She tried to see faces, to remember who had attended. There was…The Kingstons…Derek…James…Eh, Melanie?
“OH!!! Pearl!” She said overjoyed and relieved all at once
Pearl of course would know everything she needed to know. ---Since she could remember she had always been able to depend on Pearl for juicy gossip, dirt whatever she needed. She had even entrusted her with a secret of hers…not that anyone else would ever know.--- She started a frantic pursuit for her cell. She thumbed through clothes, papers, everything. Finally she saw it. She snatched it up went for the number pad and hit 2 on her speed dial list, and prayed Pearl could tell her what she needed to hear
~*Written as Jolie Whitmore.*~
Sample from Breakout!!!
RP Sample 2:It was 8:00,8:30 A.M. Frankie was spending a lazy,happy Saturday just like any other. Peacefully jogging up a small hiking trail a half mile up the road from her house. It was a wonderful run,her favorite place to go to think and clear her head. It was part of her normal day to day routine. However,even as familiar as the path was to her something felt...off key,out of range. As did almost every aspect of her life now. It was strange something Frankie couldn't seem to pinpoint. It all appeared to trace back to her rapid growth spurt atop other sudden physical changes she'd gone through.
While she still mentally remained the same person she'd always been. It was all so bizarre to even glance in a mirror now to see some stranger staring back at her. She felt like she was an alien to her own body. She knew nothing about it anymore,could predict nothing that happened to it. It was almost traumatizing to consider. Frankie just 7 months prior had been a happy, carefree teenager,height 4'11;weight 94 pounds. Now it was not that she wasn't happy nor that she was no longer a teenager.---not that you could tell based on mere visual judgment.--- It was that she was no longer peaceful. Frankie had reached was gradually approaching a state of paranoia.
Then again how could she not be with constantly being eyed by Billy Black and Harry Clearwater along with the other tribe elders. It was like they knew something she didn't. Like they knew what was the cause behind ths astounding "metamorphosis" that was taking place. Frankie had been mulling and searching for these answers to these questions for months now. ---She'd even finally worked up the gall to ask,her mom,one of the doctor's at the town free clinic to run tests on her, like some freak at M.I.T. Of course nothing had come of it. She was just told like everyone else she was over reacting--- And presently she had the nagging suspicion that she was going to get them very soon. Whether they were ones she wanted or not.
RP Experience:Breakout!!!,Twifantasy,FBH,Meez
Custom Title:The Deal Breaker
Quote:Bending the rules 'til they break...
Why you should get this character:I should have this part because she is my own brainchild, and I believe I am the only one who can accurately play the role.
How'd You Find Us?:An ad Bella posted on FBH.
Anything Else?:Here's a Avvie and siggie I would like to use.