Post by RACHELLE SELENA SCOTT on Apr 17, 2010 21:50:23 GMT
RACHELLE SELENA SCOTT
she don’t stop,
she workin’ it all about
she moves it around the clock
and she can get it
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS MIDNIGHT and I HAIL
FROM EASTERN STANDARD TIME!
AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME
BY PM. OH,
AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR 2-3years NOW!
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she don’t stop,
she workin’ it all about
she moves it around the clock
and she can get it
• • • • • • • • • • • •
HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS MIDNIGHT and I HAIL
FROM EASTERN STANDARD TIME!
AREN'T YOU JEALOUS ;] YOU CAN CONTACT ME
BY PM. OH,
AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR 2-3years NOW!
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[/b] rachelle selena scott* / FULL NAME
* / NICKNAMES[/b] rach
* / AGE[/b] 15 years old
* / GENDER[/b] female
* / JOB[/b] -
* / SEXUALITY[/b] heterosexual
* / MEMBER GROUP[/b] rebel
* / CONDITIONS[/b] she refuses to see the world as it is thinking she can do whatever she wants, she will have fun beyond limits. drinking alcohol became a habit to make sadness, misery, or other negative thoughts all disappear. she will listen to what a teacher or adult has to say, but she will never obey or do what they have asked. she also has an obsession on dangerous experiences to raise her adrenaline high such as joyrides especially
* / FACE CLAIM[/b] gabriella cilm
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[/b]* / LIKES
loud music
parties
sex
alcohol
fires
joyrides
spray painting
skateboard
soccer
jewelery
staying up late
stealing
fresh air
danger
* / DISLIKES[/b]
drama queens
silence
school
homework
surrounded by small kids
rejections
serious people
being alone
not getting her way
rules
anything pink
knives
hearts
* / POSITIVE TRAITS[/b]
sees the world in bright colors, maybe too bright
can get sensible
realistic
full of energy
outgoing
not afraid to hold herself back most of the time
* / NEGATIVE TRAITS[/b]
gets herself drunk when feeling sad, depressed, have negative thoughts
refuses to see the world as it is, cruel and dangerous
once her trust gets broken, she finds it hard to forgive
stubborn
steals from other people when she can[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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[/b] toronto, canada* / HOMETOWN
* / PARENTS[/b] michael scott 35, lilia jackson died at 22
* / SIBLINGS[/b] lance v. scott 17
* / OTHER FAMILY[/b] gwen scott 40
* / HISTORY[/b] when rachelle was 3 years old after being deposited at her aunt’s house, a drunk driver crashed in her mother’s polished red old honda car. the woman had died during the incident with little suffering. her father, michael scott, was left in keeping both his daughter, rachelle, and his son, lance, without their mother in their lives. micheal always had had issues with anger like blaming others for what has happened. when that happened lance always called his aunt as his father would start shouting and sometimes hitting his little sister. thankfully for rachelle gwen could calm his brother down and forget about his high school lover which he had kids with. up till age 8, rachelle always stuck close to her brother who made sure she wore that big smile on her face every single day. lance had been her personal teacher teaching everything about life. he taught her to never trust those big people, those adults, no matter what they said. together they stole food and objects from stores since they had nothing similar to what those big people called ‘money’. their father cared little for their education and what the principle told about their matter because he was having problems of his own. both the children watched girl after girl their father brought in their house having a night out in his bedroom with that girl.
she eventually turned 12 years old when her father came home very drunk with another girl under his arm. lance had fallen asleep on the couch that night. she still remembers that day when that blond-haired woman grimaced at her for some unknown reasons. the adults exchanged mumbles between each other. they soon disappeared into a room, this time it wasn’t her father’s bedroom, but in the kitchen. questions were asked from the blonde woman as her father came back in the living room where rachelle sat quietly on the floor and where her brother laid sound asleep. it was quite obvious he was drunk by the look of his face, the way he walked and stumbled a couple times and the way he talked. he told rachelle it was her fault lilia was dead, that if she hadn’t driven her to his sister’s maybe she would still be alive. a silver knife gleamed from his hand the instant he drew from his back. he took a step toward her as her eyes widened in fear. she stayed motionless as he lifted her off the ground and pinned her onto the wall pointing at her heart. he continued telling her she took away her mother’s heart from him and he was going to take away what she stole. the woman’s screams filled her ears, but not sure what she said. lance had finally woken up by the screams suddenly screaming himself once he realized what was happening. the blade pierced her anyway.
rachelle remained alive. a scar now shows where the knife had pierced her on her shoulder not too far where her heart was. so rachelle and lance were handed over to their aunt gwen while their father passed his days in jail for trying to kill his own child. for the days that came after that she stayed at lance’s side wherever he went. his friends didn’t mind much her presence once they got her smiling and have her having fun. they sprayed paint on buildings and whatever they could obtain, always leaving their initials with their creation. they invited themselves to parties and stole alcohol whenever they could. a years later, at 13 years old, one of lance’s friends pointed a knife to her heart as a joke and completely forgetting the fact what she had experienced a year before. of course she freaked out. to cure her negative thoughts she didn’t deserve, lance got her drunk and handed her to one of his friends to finish her misery. it did work. the next day she woke up in a guy’s arms she knew, naked under the bedsheets. another year passed when her brother taught her what he had been taught about drinking since she insisted her too many times on teaching her how to handle a vehicle. taking procession of her aunt’s car, she took a small ride. though that small ride became a total wreck. the could not be repaired by the extreme damage it had and even rachelle had been driven to hospital for two days. she came out with a huge smile on her face since she liked the adrenaline it had given her, it wasn’t the first and last time she had done it, 2 more time after wards. she continued going to parties, spray painting and often vandalizing her and there. her aunt could no longer live with rachelle and lance in her house, so she had to send them away to a school where they wouldn’t be expelled after two or three days after entering.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
