Post by allison hermione delancy on Jul 3, 2009 3:04:24 GMT -5
show the world a little style,
a little attitude
[/color]a little attitude
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sup, my name is RACHEL
been breathing air for NINETEEN years now
but only been living for THREE
you can drop me a line at PM
hey teachers, hey creatures,
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nicknames: allie, al
age: seventeen
birthday: november 16th
gender: female
orientation: heterosexual
school year: junior
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just wait
take a breath of air before you faint
[/color][/font][/center]take a breath of air before you faint
height: 5'9 1/4"
weight: 120 lbs.
build slim/tall
eyes: One can tell much detail from the eyes. Allie's eyes are pools of blue inherited from her mother. Many say her eyes are very pretty, very emotional she has trouble hiding her emotions because of her eyes. People of all age groups, both sexes are captivated by her eyes taken in by how much depth and feeling are in them. Allie believes her eyes are definitely her best feature to her body.
hair: Allie has naturally blonde hair inherited from her mother but she dyed it a dark chocolate brown. As a young girl she was not satisfied with her golden locks she didn't like what they did to her face. Her parents wouldn't let her dye it but when she reached the 8th grade she told the stylist she wanted chocolate brown hair. The texture of her hair is thick very curly. Allie hates her hair she finds it too hard to work with.
distinguishing features: Although she does consider herself very boring looking and plain she does have a birthmark on her back which is only noticed when she has a bathing suit on. Her height is also very distinguished she is one of the tallest in her grade.
tattoos and piercings: Only the ears.
personal style: Allie really doesn't care as long as it is modest. She tends to lean towards the preppy styles, plaid, sweaters etc. She usually wears a watch and has a pencil in her ear. Books aren't really accessories but Allie carries them around with her like they are.
appearance: Allie is preppy and dorky with curly which she doesn't use any styling utensils (ex. curling iron, curling creme), she just washes it with special tamer shampoo and is out the door. Her clothes are preppy, plaids, sweaters, jeans, skirts every so often but mostly jeans and a sweater. Her eyes are blue and they do not need help she has very good vision. Her ears usually suit pearl or diamond studs. Her wrist always has a watch and she always has a pile of books in her hands.
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do you think you're right,wronged,
or do you think you'll fight?
[/color][/center][/font]or do you think you'll fight?
dislikes: being wrong, rude people, running, getting teased for being smart, popular people, failing, swimming, hot days, poorly written books, cucumbers, winter
strengths: academics, trombone, writing, public speaking, crossword puzzles, word searches, singing
weaknesses: dancing, sports, too smart, her father, a well written book
greatest fear: Drowning and losing her father
greatest desire: To go to Yale and become a lawyer
habits and quirks: correcting people on every little mistake, nail biter, stuttering when lying
overall personality: Allison is a very preppy and smart individual. She aspires to be an accomplished lawyer and to attend Harvard or Yale, any Ivy League would do but those two are at the top of her list. She is in band and is a bit of a band geek. She plays the trombone which is known as a boys instrument but she is the first trombone which puts that stereotype to shame. She can not lie at all she stutters all over and it is very obvious when she does. Her biggest pet peeve is improper English, if someone says 'me and her' Allie will always correct them saying 'her and I'.
Allie is afraid of drowning because her mother drowned she never goes swimming and is afraid to. Her father is all she has and she has to take care of him if her father was killed Allison wouldn't be anything. Allie really doesn't bother with makeup or shopping she is more concentrated on being valedictorian and getting a massive scholarship, she is not at school to make friends she is at school to succeed. Underneath all of this tough exterior is an insecure girl who has lived all of her life without a mother. She never cries in public but at home she will let it all out.
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we are young, we are done
we ain't fighting nothing
[/color][/font][/center]we ain't fighting nothing
father: Liam Delancy//age 40//architect
siblings: None
extended family: None
pets: andromeda - jack russel terrior
nationality: British, Australian, American, Irish
birthplace: Princeton, New Jersey
history:
Allison Hermione Delancy was born on November 16th in Princeton, New Jersey. Her mother was only 23 when she gave birth to Allie and her father 24. Allison's parents married young at 20. Allison never really knew her mother because on July 23d when her mother was out swimming at the ocean she drowned and died. Allison was only 6, she didn't understand why her mother didn't come home, why her father was so tired all the time. She always asked and always got the same answer 'mommy's on a long trip'.
Allison tried hard through her pre teen years but she was never socially connected. She didn't have a mother to tell her what a period was, or how to put on mascara, or the right shade of pink for her lips, she didn't even know what outfits were in style nor did she care. Allie and her father barely made it through one salary was hardly enough and Allison was far too young to work the only thing she had was her intelligence.
Allison Hermione Delancy was possibly a genius at age 12. She knew everything about genetics, physics, english, history, and above all music. She had a natural aptitude for the trombone. Everyone teased her for playing such a masculine instrument, that she was in boy territory, or that she should have picked flute or clarinet. She didn't listen and she didn't care she kept on playing the trombone and she rocked it big time.
During Allie's last day of middle school her father had possibly the best gift he could give the young teen. Her father had gotten a huge job as an architect in New York City. The news was incredible the job offered a more than generous pay, and picture perfect hours, good insurance. Allison was more than happy to move she had wanted to move since the day she figured out her mother had died.
Her first day at East high was easy the curriculum was a breeze for her and she was automatically labeled as the school geek. Every time she got an A or anything like that she would always be called 'nerd'. She didn't care it didn't fluster her the only thing she was concentrated on was the crown as valedictorian at the end of the year. Her father's job brings in a lot of money which kids don't know because she dresses herself like a normal preppy teenager. She doesn't go to parties but studies, and she never swims which kids find weird nobody knows of her mother's death except for her father and her.
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way outside yourself
there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
[/color][/center][/font]there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
member title: --
roleplay sample:
Nicole examined his bodily movements he was acting strangely. Almost as if the question was unbearable, had she said something different? Other than the words she had thought she had said? No it couldn't have been yet she couldn't help but think she did.
And then he said it. It made everything so clear now. Why everything was so solemn and depressing in the Ravenclaw common room, why he wasn't at meals, or classes, or study hall. She couldn't cry she couldn't say anything she was just frozen, standing there in complete consternation this had been a total shock horrific in all ways. She gripped her mouth how could this have happened? She was just about to ask this it was like he had read her mind.
"God rest his soul." She said softly before closing her eyes. "At least he died a heroic death." She said again softly her voice lifeless she was still shocked it was a wonder she could even speak. "Who did this?" She asked a small tear streaming down the side of her cheek. She had not known Scorpius for the longest amount of time but that one night in the common room was different they had become connected not as deep as friends but not as low as acquaintances somewhere in the middle.
Devon was not taking this well she could tell, his movements were getting near the breaking point, there was so much a person could take and for him this was pretty much the last straw before he was completely broken. She had been that person years before although she was young she was broken and now after she would leave her friends and Devon she would be broken she was right now near the edge as well but years of practice helped her to mask it.
His quote tugged at her heart what was this? She was so good at hiding sad emotion but his words caused her to cry. Small tears left her eyes what was going on? Devon's sorrow was traveling to her very soul. She wiped her eyes but inside she was numb she was still upset.
"They they are very stubborn people." Her voice was faint she couldn't speak he had left her breathless. "They think I am a baby they don't want to believe that I - Marcus and I are almost eighteen they still think we are ten." She said softly again barely able to speak. "The idea would work if only the Buckinghams and Ashleys weren't so proud if only they were commoners." Her voice was a bit stronger.
"I could try but I would need help lots of help." She said with a soft voice of course she didn't want to go. "I want to convince them but I am unsure Devon." Standing there with him made her feel strange inside, a warm feeling. "Can you do something for me?" She asked with a warm voice. "If I don't stay if I do leave and we never see each other again will you kiss me?" She asked with a hopeful voice.
And then he said it. It made everything so clear now. Why everything was so solemn and depressing in the Ravenclaw common room, why he wasn't at meals, or classes, or study hall. She couldn't cry she couldn't say anything she was just frozen, standing there in complete consternation this had been a total shock horrific in all ways. She gripped her mouth how could this have happened? She was just about to ask this it was like he had read her mind.
"God rest his soul." She said softly before closing her eyes. "At least he died a heroic death." She said again softly her voice lifeless she was still shocked it was a wonder she could even speak. "Who did this?" She asked a small tear streaming down the side of her cheek. She had not known Scorpius for the longest amount of time but that one night in the common room was different they had become connected not as deep as friends but not as low as acquaintances somewhere in the middle.
Devon was not taking this well she could tell, his movements were getting near the breaking point, there was so much a person could take and for him this was pretty much the last straw before he was completely broken. She had been that person years before although she was young she was broken and now after she would leave her friends and Devon she would be broken she was right now near the edge as well but years of practice helped her to mask it.
His quote tugged at her heart what was this? She was so good at hiding sad emotion but his words caused her to cry. Small tears left her eyes what was going on? Devon's sorrow was traveling to her very soul. She wiped her eyes but inside she was numb she was still upset.
"They they are very stubborn people." Her voice was faint she couldn't speak he had left her breathless. "They think I am a baby they don't want to believe that I - Marcus and I are almost eighteen they still think we are ten." She said softly again barely able to speak. "The idea would work if only the Buckinghams and Ashleys weren't so proud if only they were commoners." Her voice was a bit stronger.
"I could try but I would need help lots of help." She said with a soft voice of course she didn't want to go. "I want to convince them but I am unsure Devon." Standing there with him made her feel strange inside, a warm feeling. "Can you do something for me?" She asked with a warm voice. "If I don't stay if I do leave and we never see each other again will you kiss me?" She asked with a hopeful voice.
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I WANTED TO BE ME !
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