Post by Isabella Parker on Jun 8, 2008 20:35:09 GMT -5
'Isabella Parker;
'Things are Shaping Up to Be Pretty Odd;
About The Character
Name: Isabella Marie Parker
Nicknames: Bella, Bell, Bells
Age: Seventeen
Birthdate:January 1st
Gender: Female
School Year: Junior
School: Lucy Madison High
Sexual Orientation: Straight
'What You Do on Your Own Time's Just Fine;
Likes:
xDrawing
xDancing
xMusic
xMovies
xJunk Food
xShopping
xPartying
xSoda
xCoffee
xPizza
xHistory
xChilling with friends
Dislikes:
xSnobs
xBitchy girls
xReading
xCocky guys
xMath
xBugs
xHomework
xHaving a broken heart
xLiars
xSnakes
Hobbies:
xDancing
xDrawing
xRunning
xCooking
Habits:
xShe plays with her hair when she’s nervous.
xShe bites her fingernails when she’s bored or worried.
xShe eats a lot when she’s bored.
Goals: She wants to move to New York and be a professional dancer. She also hopes to be able to one day selling her drawings.
Fears:
xThe dark.
xSpiders and Snakes
xHeights
General Personality:
Bella is a very outgoing person. She loves to smile and have a good time. Life is an open book and she knows how she wants to write it. Ever the optimist, Bella likes to look at the good side of just about everything. She’s a the glass is half full kind of person. She is a trusting soul, which leads her to have many friends. Many of the people she hangs out with are people that others find intimidating or freaky. She doesn’t like to judge a person by their appearance and just doesn’t care how someone looks. Her trusting nature tends to get her hurt from time to time. People can sometimes take advantage of how nice she is. Despite that, she doesn’t want to change her ways. She can’t really say that she has a social circle. She hangs out with who she hangs out with.
It’s not easy to get Bella angry, but when she is angry, you better watch out. She can come at you so fast you don’t know what’s going on. Her biggest passion in life is dancing. She has always regretted that her parents didn’t have enough money to send her to a school of the arts. But she knows that when she goes to college, dance will be her major. She always loved it, having discovered her love at the age of seven. Along with dancing, she has realized that she quite likes to draw. Drawing is one way that she lets her emotions out. It’s a good escape from the real world and something she’s had to resort to quite a few times.
'You Are My Heroine;
Looks Like: Vanessa Hudgens
Appearance:
Bella can be and has been called petite. She has a small, yet curvy figure that gets her called cute quite often. Her hair is a medium black, and her eyes are a chocolate that compliment it nicely. Her skin is a golden color, half from her heritage, and half from being out in the sun all the time. She has a small amount of muscle because of her dancing years. She’s actually rather athletic but doesn’t like to get into too many things. She prefers just working out to song.
Clothing Style:
Isabella has her own sort of style that takes from many. It mostly depends on her mood. If she is in a good mood, she will wear bright colors and more of the preppy clothing. When she is sad or just not in a good mood, she will wear darker colors and usually tends to bundle up more. She realizes that quite a few styles will work on her body so she tries to switch it up every now and then. She does have quite a large closet. The only way she affords this is because she has a job. Her parents can’t afford to spend a lot of money for clothes.
'The Hours That Were Left Behind;
Family:
Deryck Parker – Father; 44, Policeman
Victoria Parker – Mother; 42, Elementary school teacher
Chace Parker – Brother; 16, Sophomore at Lucy Madison
History:
Isabella Marie Parker was born on New Years Day at 12:01 am. Many find it hard to believe when she tells them, but it’s true. Ever since that fateful birth, her parents have always thought of her as special, or fated for greatness. Deryck and Victoria Parker were never very rich, but they were happy. They met at Victoria’s sister’s cookout. Deryck was one of her husband’s friends. They grew close very fast and after a year of dating, got married. A few months after that, Isabella came into the world. Her first year of life was spent in complete splendor. The family may not have had much, but they gave her everything they could.
When Bella was a year old, her brother, Chace was born. At first they thought he was just as happy and healthy as Bella had been, but they soon discovered that he was not. It seemed that the boy had heart problems and throughout his first few years of life was rushed to the hospital many times. Bella never complained about the late night trips that woke her in the night. Even at the ripe age of five, she knew that her brother was horribly sick. She had loved him since day one and was scared every single time they had to hurry to the emergency room.
Finally, when Bella was six and Chace was five, they got his problem under control. Her mother told her that there was no more need to worry for her brother’s safety, but she has never stopped wondering if it will come back. Chace and Bella rarely ever fought and could even get along for long periods of time. They are as close as siblings can be expected to get and are very good friends. They even hang out with many of the same people.
At the age of seven Bella found her true passion. And that passion was dance. Her mother took her to see a professional dance group at the local theatre and she was instantly in love. The young girl was dazzled by the beauty and awed by the grace with which these people seemed to move. She immediately begged her mother for lessons and she gladly let her take them. At first her parents were sure that she would give it up after a while, but shocked them by taking every dance class that she could get into. Her first class was ballet, but she quickly moved on to jazz tap, soul and a few more.
High School was a big deal to Bella. She had hoping and praying that she could somehow afford to attend Lordings in order to be able to really expand her dancing career. Sadly, there was just no way she could get in and she has regretted it the entire time. She often passes the school and pictures herself walking through the doors to her classes. The fact that she was forced to attend the public school has made her work all the harder for scholarships and such so she can get into a really good Arts university.
In her Freshman year she discovered that she has some talent with drawing. She has taken a few art classes and has realized how much she loves to draw as well. She one day hopes to be able to sell some of the things she draws.
'Imagine Knowing Me;
About you
Name: Ash or Ashies as Wolfie so lovingly calls me.
Age: Nineteen
Experience: Too much. About five years.
Contact: PM please.
Other: I heart Wolfie!
How You Found This Site: I helped make it, fool!
RP Sample:
The school was starting to get a little too cramped for Melissa's liking. Yes, the small town was a break from the ordinary for her, but she was getting sort of bored with the same old scenery every day. So, she'd decided that the only way to remedy this was to go somewhere she hadn't since she'd started attending Hastings. She'd gone through town, into the many shops, and she'd even already visited Hartford. Of course, in a place like Hartford, she wasn't going to be able to see the whole place in one visit.
Still, she had no urge to drive all the way there. For a while, her plight seemed hopeless. She was almost afraid that she would be doomed to wander the halls of the school in search of something to do. Which, as everyone knows, is totally cool. Her spirits were lifted, though, shen she finally remembered a place she had yet to see.
The park in the middle of Easton was said to be a peaceful place. She liked peaceful places. It wasn't very far, which was promising. In case she got bored, she could quickly return to her oh-so-eventful existance at the University. Dressed well for the slightly cool weather, she wore jeans, a couple layers of tee shirt, and a cute jacket. Who says one can't look good on a bum day? Ari Porter would surely agree with her on that aspect of life.
As she entered the park, her eyes brightened up at the amount of green that was still left. This far into September, she was glad to see that the summer was trying to hold on. Fall was a great time of year, and all, but summer was just so much more lively. And it was warmer. Melissa hated being cold. She was not looking forward to the Winter, that much she was certain about. When that time came, she would be found bundled up next to a fire as much as she could waiting for spring to rear it's lovely head.
Melissa walked non-chalantly through the trees, no real destination in mind. Her head perked up as she head music playing in the distance. As she got closer, she realized that she recognized that voice. She could feel a blush rise up on her cheeks but she shoved it away with a shake of her head. It was dumb to be getting worked up. She might have been hearing wrong, and it was someone completely different.
Alas, it was not. She rounded a corner and came upon a familiar sight. A smile reached her lips as she got closer to him. It wouldn't hurt to start a conversation, right? No. They were friends, after all.
"Hey." she said, sitting down next to him. "Getting rich, are we?"
Still, she had no urge to drive all the way there. For a while, her plight seemed hopeless. She was almost afraid that she would be doomed to wander the halls of the school in search of something to do. Which, as everyone knows, is totally cool. Her spirits were lifted, though, shen she finally remembered a place she had yet to see.
The park in the middle of Easton was said to be a peaceful place. She liked peaceful places. It wasn't very far, which was promising. In case she got bored, she could quickly return to her oh-so-eventful existance at the University. Dressed well for the slightly cool weather, she wore jeans, a couple layers of tee shirt, and a cute jacket. Who says one can't look good on a bum day? Ari Porter would surely agree with her on that aspect of life.
As she entered the park, her eyes brightened up at the amount of green that was still left. This far into September, she was glad to see that the summer was trying to hold on. Fall was a great time of year, and all, but summer was just so much more lively. And it was warmer. Melissa hated being cold. She was not looking forward to the Winter, that much she was certain about. When that time came, she would be found bundled up next to a fire as much as she could waiting for spring to rear it's lovely head.
Melissa walked non-chalantly through the trees, no real destination in mind. Her head perked up as she head music playing in the distance. As she got closer, she realized that she recognized that voice. She could feel a blush rise up on her cheeks but she shoved it away with a shake of her head. It was dumb to be getting worked up. She might have been hearing wrong, and it was someone completely different.
Alas, it was not. She rounded a corner and came upon a familiar sight. A smile reached her lips as she got closer to him. It wouldn't hurt to start a conversation, right? No. They were friends, after all.
"Hey." she said, sitting down next to him. "Getting rich, are we?"