Post by Schiller Harlow on Jun 9, 2008 8:12:45 GMT -5
'Schiller Denise Harlow;
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'Things are Shaping Up to Be Pretty Odd;
About The Character
Name:Schiller Denise Harlow
Nicknames:Schills
Age:17
Birthdate:October 31st
Gender:Female
School Year:Senior
School:Lordings
Sexual Orientation:straight
'What You Do on Your Own Time's Just Fine;
Likes:
[+] Fun
[+] Bunking
[+] Sunshine
[+] Drama
[+] Alcohol
[+] Partying
[+] Music
[+] Drawing
[+] Laughing
[+] Chilling-out
[+] Weekends
[+] Coffee
[+] The occasional cigarette
[+] Freedom
Dislikes:
[-] Authority
[-] School
[-] Hallways
[-] Stereotypes
[-] Cliques
[-] Arrogance
[-] Food chains
[-] Her glasses
[-] Expectations
[-] Stress
[-] Exams
[-] Being told what to do
Hobbies:
[!]singing
[!]dancing
[!]swimming
[!]pilates
Habits:
[%]checking her reflection on any reflective surface (vain or self concious, its hard to tell)
[%]saying something at the wrong time
Goals:
[/li][li]to become a singer one day
[/li][li] find the one
Fears:
[=]Getting expelled
[=]Being alone
General Personality:
Schiller's personality is nearly impossible to sum up into words. It varies greatly and is extremely dependant on her mood. She is easily excited, be it happily or angrily, and she tends not to show much sadness. When she is genuinely sad, she generally hides it and pretends to be happy, or she takes it out as if it were anger. However, whether she is depressed or furious, she likes to keep to herself, and if somebody violates her privacy at such a time, there's hell to pay. She likes to get rid of bad emotions as fast as possible, and she does this through writing. She writes about how she feels, or she creates a character with similar feelings as hers, only exaggerates them to a point where their overreactions make her laugh. If she doesn't have the chance to purge herself of her unhappiness, she takes it out on other people.
When she's happy, she's chipper and bubbly and bouncy. If she wants to smile, it's almost impossible to get the grin off her face. She's also a really active person, and has very little regard for the personal space of close friends, despite how much she distances herself from strangers. She has an extremely dramatic personality, and tends to react to jokes or sarcasm that would be appropriate for what was said, not the way it was said, but still makes it obvious that she did, in fact, recognize that the speaker was not being serious. This form of sarcasm is also apparent in her own personality, accompanied by an ability to misinterpret nearly anything as a sexual innuendo; a trait that has become a trademark of hers that has been subject to much teasing throughout her life.
She tends to be both physical and verbal with her emotions. Running up to somebody, screaming as she tackles them, would not be an extremely surprising action for Schiller to do when she is in a particularly good mood. Another mark of her anger is when she begins to show extremely supercilious tendencies towards anyone who annoys her, determined to intimidate them with her intelligence until they leave her alone. This is also something that Schiller uses as a joke, being haughty towards her friends in such an obviously sarcastic manner that it is impossible to mistake for when she is actually being stuck-up. She is much more unique and varied on the inside than she is on the outside, that much is for sure.
Schiller might be considered stuck-up by some people, solely for the reason that she really couldn’t be bothered to argue with somebody who she thinks is an idiot. Some perceive this as her believing herself to be above the pettiness of teenage life, and to a certain extent, it’s true, but not as much as people often think. She is intelligent, opinionated, and completely unaffected by any problem you might have with her. She plays by her own rules (it’s not her fault that yours aren’t as good).
Schiller is also well-known for her flippancy towards her superiors. It isn’t that she completely disregards rules and order, in fact, these are things that she supports quite happily; her problem is that she refuses to be wrong. She defies her professors if they tell her to do something she believes is wrong, pointless, or otherwise unnecessary, and when she is having a disagreement with anyone, her sharp tongue does not willingly stay silently inside her mouth.
She is not, however, an angry person, as long as she doesn’t have a decent reason to be. She is generally quite pleasant towards those with whom she is comfortable, and on whom she holds no grudge. Of course, she is quite swift to judge someone- not necessarily on sight, but she is not very fond of second chances. The first impression is her only impression, and she will not hesitate to pass judgement on anyone based on the first time she meets them. Another thing that people find easy to recognize Schiller for is her ability to be completely and brutally honest, and her expectation to receive the same from you.
'You Are My Heroine;
Looks Like:Jessica Alba
Appearance:
Schiller Harlow is a lucky girl, that’s the only way that one could describe her and actually do her justice. She’s been graced with the looks that could help her get past in the world, if only she would bother to play with them once in a while. The first thing that the eyes are bound to land on with this young woman is the head of straight brown hair that bounces around, full of life because of the shampoo she pulls through it every night, alongside the conditioner.
Schiller has golden, slightly wavy hair, that usually reaches just below her shoulders. Sometimes she bothers to straigthen it, but usually she just lets it hang {brushed, of course}. Every now and then, she may decide to change the color of her hair depending on what her mood is. Schiller doesn't usually pull it back unless she's at an important event or if she's doing something where it would get in the way {like flying on a broomstick}. She likes the way her hair lies just below her shoulders and she likes to show it off to everyone else. There's no use in pulling back such great hair {in her opinion}.
The next thing that appears will be the bronzed skin and big brown eyes that sit within her pretty, petite face. Her eyes sparkle in the sunshine but they are nothing out of the way extraordinary, just like the rest of her. Schiller is beautifully inside and this sometimes shines through out of her eyes as well. Her eyes alight at one time and that is when music is pushed over her ears. Her entire face lights up like a light bulb and she loses all inhabitations about making an arse out of herself, simply letting go and letting her body relax to the beat.
Clothing Style: Her figure she will admit it something that many a girl envies, but she doesn’t like to brag. She’s worked for a while as a FHM model but she’s determined to put those days behind her and carry on with proper modelling, where she keeps clothes on her shaped body. Her figure is that of an hourglass and the clothes that she usually puts upon it is either made of jean or cotton. Jean on the bottom, cotton on the top. It is not like her to wear dresses but she will don one when she needs to, such as a prom or formal dinner with her family.
'The Hours That Were Left Behind;
Family:
Linda Crowell
Jake Harlow
History:
Linda and Jake had been friends for years before their parents finally locked them in a bedroom and told them to just admit how they felt about each other. The two families had always been clear and when they saw the two kids so in love and completely unable to admit it they had to take some sort of action. This was the reason that the two go together to begin with. It was an act of pushy parenting and their true feelings finally came spilling out aged 18. But what their parents hadn’t planned on was the two to have sex straight away with them sitting downstairs sipping at their tea. They casually forgot to wear a condom and this had a dire effect when Linda was forced to pee on a stick three weeks later, having missed her period and beginning to throw up in the morning. She was 18 and pregnant, she wasn’t even in a stable relationship as her and Jake had gone down the toilet after he had met another girl called Iris that stole his attention with her low-cut shirts and short skirts. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to be forced into marriage and so she hid the pregnancy well by eating a lot to make it appear as if she were simply gaining weight, thankfully she was one of those lucky few that pregnancy doesn’t seem to show upon.
When the baby came she was all-alone as Jake had since hooked up with Iris and was engaged to her as well. He couldn’t see what was wrong with Linda until he saw the little bundle she was carrying around about a week after the awful birth of Schiller Denise Winters. He yelled for a bit before he calmed down and realised that he had to stop playing around and marry the mother of his child, not the girl he had originally planned. Their parents made sure the agreements were made as soon as possible and the two were married despite the fact neither wished to be. Having to live together strained their already tenuous relationship and soon it was world war three, with Schiller caught in the middle. Soon they decided it just wasn’t going to work and Linda asked for a divorce, which was given to her on one condition. Schiller would come with Justin. However Linda would not agree to this and the decision was put to Schiller. Being only two years old she looked between her parents and simply burst into tears because she just wanted the fighting to stop so she could go back to sleep that night. Her little arms went out towards her Mummy to comfort her but Linda seemed to recoil from her daughter. She loved her of course but she also saw Schiller as the reason she was being trapped into a loveless marriage.
So Schiller ran to Jake who scooped her up and carried her away from her mother. Schiller was his and he was going to keep her from then on in. He divorced Linda and soon him and his precious daughter were on the road, travelling to a new town. Hopefully Schiller would be too young to remember her proper mother and so would grow up thinking whoever Jake chose as her mother if they spent enough time together. He met a wonderfully kind woman called Anna and they wed as soon as the divorce was through with. They could start again, which they did. Anna had a lot of money and she treated Schiller as her own because she was unable to have her own children and the little girl adored her to say the least. When asked who her mummy was, she would point to Anna without a moment’s hesitation.
Over the years she began to grow more and more rebellious because she hated being told what to do. Her parents accepted this and realised it might come from all the arguments she was forced to watch growing up. She linked people yelling with people ordering her around and had put up a mental block to any kind of authority. She began to bunk school when she reached High School and she was told that she had to go or she would have to find a new place to live. She’s settled down slightly but she’s branded a ‘rebel’ at her school because of her appearance and the way she speaks. She’s happy with this setting but can’t wait to escape. Hopefully still as herself.
She was discovered by a Lordings scouts performing at a local club during a school night. They saw a potential singing student and she recieved an acceptance letter the following day. Her parents were delighted when they heard the news. Not only because it was a prestigious school but also because it might be the thing that could set Schiller straight. At her new school, Schiller tuned down her rebellious streak, and has put all her pent up frustration and energy into singing. She aspires to be a famous singer one day. In addition to her singing classes, she has taken up dancing and drama to extend her range. When given the chance, Schiller can prove to be a hardworking student.
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How You Found This Site: through another RP forum
RP Sample:
"So you heard" Isabelle answered the blonde who had asked if she was 'the new girl'. Having been asked the question at least a hundred time before, Isabelle came to the conclusion that she didn't really like that title, it made her seem frail and lost and above all, weak. Three things, contrary to what most people would believe, she defiantly wasn't.
"I'm Isabelle Kim" she said pleasantly, fidgeting with the yoghurt pot she held in her hands. The blonde girl stood at least a few inches taller than her and Isabelle was starting to feel a little intimidated by the way she was looming over her.
The girl who had spoken to her seemed friendly enough towards her. But she looked like one of those girls who could spread rumours like wildfire, and the last thing Isabelle wanted to do was get on her bad side. She didn't want a repeat of what happened at her last school and the best way to avoid that was by trying her best not to piss off those type of girls.
Isabelle graciously accepted the girl's invitation to join her for lunch and followed her to the table at the center. She dropped her Ramona handbag onto the table and sat down on the hard plastic bench. She the uncapped her lemon yoghurt, dipped a tiny plastic spoon into the dessert, spooned out a satisfactory scoop and put it into her mouth. Mmm, bliss.
Dannielynn sat across from her watching her every move. Her eyes were fixed on Isabelle as she examined the little details about her, like how an artist judges a painting. Feeling as if she needed to start a conversation, Isabelle struggled to find a topic to talk about. Looking around the refectory, she saw Tristan peer at her from his table and to avoid making eye contact, Isabelle turned her gaze to Dannielynns earrings. Using her spoon she gestured to them "Hey, That's so weird. I got the exact same pair of earrings back home in Venice, except they are emerald ones. They're from Cartier right?" She scooped up another spoonful of yoghurt and ate it in her typical innocent and blissful manner.
It had always been one of Isabelle's flaw to trust people too easily, and she was certain that one day it would most certainly lead her to her downfall.