Post by babette lane alorik on Jun 24, 2010 1:59:31 GMT -7
BABETTE LANE ALORIK ,
pessimistic, rude, partier, twisted, longing
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BASIC INFORMATION
NAME: Babette Lane Alorik
NICKNAMES: Babs, she doesn't ever let anyone call her by her real name because it reminds her of her uptight parents
AGE&GRADE: seventeen&senior
BIRTHDAY: may 7, 1993
GENDER: female
CLIQUE: goth
PLAY-BY: Zan3tka
PERSONALITY
LIKES:
- girls
- sex
- drugs
- parties
- violence
DISLIKES:
- populars
- christian goody-two-shoes
- parents
- hippies
- kids
HOPES: to leave her family soon
FEARS: that she will lose all her friends from sleeping with them, overdosing, sleeping with a boy on accident and getting pregnant
SECRET: I lost my virginity to my au pair at eleven
PERSONALITY:
- pessimistic- she doesn't have a good outlook on life. her life has been very depressing and she's never been good enough. therefore, she doesn't ever get her hopes up anymore.
- rude- because she is so guarded, babs doesn't often let people in her life. she has to be rude in order to make sure that the people that want to be around will stay around. plus, she pretty much hates everyone unless they give her a reason not to.
- partier- much of her life is based around parties and getting the rush and the high. she likes to hide behind the alcohol and drugs to hide how broken she is.
- longing- overall, babs has sort of been neglected throughout her life. she never got the attention she desired, and because of this she longs to have that connection. but this is a secret; she would never admit this to anyone.
- twisted- all of her factors of personality put together combine to create one twisted, strange girl. she can really only get along with those who are similar to her or into the same things as her.
APPEARANCE
EYES: blue, cold and haunting
HAIR: blonde, but she puts in a lot of extensions and dies it; she also wears wigs when she's having a particularly rebellious day
PIERCING/S: she has one lip piercing and her ears pierced as well as one in her netherregions
TATTOO/S: a small heart on her finger, another two hearts on her neck and a few symbols on her head; she never tells the meanings behind them because she doesn't quite know. except for the one on her finger - it reminds her that she doesn't need anyone but herself when things get bad
OVERALL: babs' style is very muchly gothic. she likes to dress dark but with random splashes of color. it's no secret that she loves to stand out, even if she is in a clique that isn't quite so popular. or popular at all. her makeup is very outlandish and edgy. though most would say it is freaky and they would never be caught dead in her company. except those who are in her circle or who just don't care.
BIOGRAPHY
MOTHER: Estar, 49, lawyer
FATHER: Lane, 56, plastic surgeon
SIBLING/S: Mayce, 8, ballerina
UNCLE: Jimmy, 42, unemployed
OVERALL: her whole life, babette has had workaholic parents. she can't remember a time when they weren't away, leaving her with au pairs, nannies, mannies, babysitters, etc. it was probably only for a short time after she was born that they would even consider that. because, why should they take work off to take care of their first born child. because of this, babs grew up underappreciated and pretty much neglected. she had to learn to fend for herself and to not rely on anything that had to do with her parents, except for their money.
it would be an understatement to say that babs grew up too fast. she was forced to. on her eleventh birthday, her au pair at the time - helena lamon - decided that this young girl needed to be taught everything there was to know. she threw a massive party for her, not a middle school party but a full-fledged high school party. it was complete with drugs and drinking and sex in every possbile room of the house. now, this should have scared the preteen girl, but instead, she found herself attracted to this sort of scene. and women, it so happened after she and helena ended up sleeping together that night.
it's safe to say, that woman didn't last long. soon the parents caught wind of what was happening with their daughter and since there was a new baby, they had to try and stop babs. she needed to be a good influence on their new daughter.
that goal didn't work. there was nothing lane and estar could to do keep their oldest child off the path of destruction she was paving. whilst, their youngest child was blooming fast into a perfect little angel. she was a star ballerina and had won kids' beauty pageants when younger. babs and mayce were like night and day when compared to each other. but the goth girl didn't care. she wasn't home much anyway. the town became her new family. the people she partied with were home, even if they weren't all that good for her. all she wanted to do, though, was fuck girls, get high, drink, dance and just all-over forget her life at home. which she did very well.
up until uncle jimmy lost his job and had to move in with them. he had so much free time on his hands that he tried to spend it all with his neices. mayce was very much into this. it meant no more strangers watching her everyday. but babs was a lot less enthusiastic. espescially since jimmy kept trying to pry into her personal life. he ended up outing her to her parents, which was by far the worse night she had ever had. and month. that was only just at the end of her junior year. and now she has to face senior year and then she'll be done.
but, it scares her. she doesn't have any plans. her grades are low. there is no way she will get into college and maybe not even graduate. which kind of makes her wish she cared a bit more. but she didn't care. and that's why she was in this situation...with no way out except to change her ways. which she sure as hell will not do!
CREATOR
NAME/ALIAS: Jesse
EXPERIANCE: zwei jahre
FOUND US: i created this site, bitch!
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:There is nothing worse than being single. Well, nothing worse than being single after dumping your boyfriend but not wanting to. After being told you're basically a nobody. That he doesn't believe that you can be successful in the only thing you absolutely love to do. Then being told that you're a horrible girlfriend and don't let that boy do anything he wants. That you don't take into account anything he wants. Though you know that's all a lie.
It all still baffled Lera. She wasn't sure how to exactly handle the situation. Everything was weird. One day they were having fun. They were going out to dinner. Telling each other that they were in love. After nearly nine months of a relationship, everything just all of a sudden changed. Aaden showed a side of him that she had never seen. This weird backbone that made no sense at all. Yes, she had wanted him to stick up for himself a little more. But not like that. The things he said...
They still brought tears to the young girl's eyes. Even as she walked to the kitchen from her dormitory, she couldn't hold them back. She sniffled and kept going to her destination. She was starving. It was hard for her to go down to the Great Hall and face the other people. As far as she knew, everyone could tell that she was single. That Aaden was happy to be rid of her. Whispers were just something she couldn't face in her fragile state.
And it wasn't like she had any friends to turn to. She shut out other people when she took the job at the agency. Once she got signed as a model. Not like she had friends before that either.... But now, she didn't have a single person to talk to about what happens. Just someone to let it out to and cry and grief. There wasn't a chance for her to get over the break healthily.
So, instead of eating with everyone else, she went down to the kitchens all the time. She had the house elves make her food she hardly touched. Even her agent was getting worried about how gaunt and thin she looked lately. It was just hard to make herself eat lately. What was the point.
Should she crawl back to Aaden?
That thought kept popping into Lera's mind. She wasn't sure if that was the way to handle this problem. But, there just didn't seem to be any way she could forgive her ex for what he'd said. For the rude way he'd been to her. It was something she also kind of wanted to do, though, because she loved him. Missed him. Couldn't believe they were over.
Disgruntled, the Hufflepuff settled down at a table in the kitchen. She asked for a grilled cheese and cup of warm tea. Then sat back and waited, dazing in and out. Nights were so long and she couldn't sleep. So her eyes couldn't stay open during days very easily. She just needed a distraction. And there was a hope in her heart that someone would walk through the door soon and do that for her. Hopefully.
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