Post by Avalon Marina Parker on Nov 18, 2012 21:07:17 GMT -5
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let's meet me;[/B][/FONT]
Hey! Its me TYLIIE[/I], im 20[/I]
, and have been Role Playing for quite a while
7 YEARS [/I] to be exact! I found you on I CREATED THIS BITCH!![/I],
and i wanted to say that edited[/I]!![/font][/size]
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the person of the hour;[/B][/FONT]
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Full Name:[/size][/b] Avalon Marina Parker.
Birthday:[/size][/b] November 17th, 1994.
Age:[/size][/b] Eighteen.
Member Group:[/size][/b] Liar.
Sexuality:[/size][/b] Bi-curious.
Play By:[/size][/b] Ariana Grande.
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if only looks could kill;[/B][/FONT]
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Hair:[/size][/b] Red.
Eyes:[/size][/b] Brown.
Height:[/size][/b] Five feet, three inches.
Weight:[/size][/b] 110 lbs.
Special Marks:[/size][/b] Deep dimples, deep scars on the insides of her thighs..
Style:[/size][/b] Avalon's sense of style swings from jeans and tee-shirts to girly dresses and heels.
Overall Appearance:[/size][/b] Beautiful, graceful, dangerously trustful eyes. Avalon's skin is slightly tanned from hours working on her father's old farm. With brown eyes and red hair, she's a sight to be seen walking down the hallway. At 110 pounds, her curves are petite but well shown by the outfits she chooses to wear.
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dirty secrets make loud whispers;[/B][/FONT]
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Likes:[/size][/b] Pretty dresses, stealing from others, piano, drama, sex, her little blue car, Forever Red perfume, messing with people, smoking.
Dislikes:[/size][/b] Getting caught, being told 'no,' the scars on the inside of her legs, the color yellow, senseless babblings, people who waste her time.
Fears:[/size][/b] Being alone, her father, having to start prostituting herself to survive, that her mother is disappointed in her.
Goals:[/size][/b] To one day be able to survive without stealing, getting out of Eden alive, to move away from Oklahoma the second she makes it out of Eden.
Strengths:[/size][/b] Trustful face, lies easily, great memory.
Weaknesses:[/size][/b] Her mother, cupcakes, men with tattoos.
Personality:[/size][/b] This snarky little red head is full of hellfire and isn't afraid to show it. Outgoing, surprisingly smooth and very intelligent, Avalon is a force to be dealt with. While not physically strong, she has the skills to manipulate people into doing her dirty work for her. But don't forget, she will throw you under the bus for a little blood shed if she gets bored. And Avalon gets bored easily.
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remind me of who i am;[/B][/FONT]
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Mother:[/size][/b] Hannah Margret Parker; 24 (deceased); Deeply loved and held in the highest regards.
Father:[/size][/b] Curtis Alan Parker; 36; Pure hatred and fearful.
Siblings:[/size][/b] None.
Other Important People:[/size][/b] None.
History:[/size][/b] Avalon Marina was born to Hannah and Curtis Parker on November 17th, in the small town of Twin Oaks, Oklahoma. As the little red headed girl with the big smile grew up, so did her aspirations. Singer, dancer, scientist, astronaut, and to her mother, anything was possible. But her mother's support was soon gone when at the age of twenty two, Hannah developed breast cancer and passed away before Avalon's very eyes.
Deeply saddened and stressed by the passing of his wife, Curtis took up drinking rather than help his daughter achieve the greatness that Hannah knew she had. He cursed God, but still dragged Avalon to church three times a week. Years passed and Avalon learned to follow her father's lead, despite hating church and beginning to hate her father. By the age of thirteen, Avalon was the split image of her mother, and her father couldn't take it. Drunk one night, he pulled Avalon on to his lap and started petting her, telling Avalon how beautiful she was and how much he missed her mother. Terrified by his actions, Avalon screamed and fought her father off, running out of their 'family' home and into the streets.
Now on her own, Avalon learned to live on the street. To steal, lie, cheat, even turning to prostituting when she needed the money to survive. When turned sixteen, she saved the money to study and get her G.E.D. and got a job in a town that she could support herself. But her nasty little habit of stealing followed closely behind. During the day, standing at the counter, she'd fantasize about stealing some of the electronics for her apartment. Until one day, it was too much. She recruited some buddies from the street and planned the heist.
Needless to say, not all went well. After all was stolen, the cops stormed her apartment and found the goods. Faced with jail time, Avalon chose the alternative punishment, having no idea what was to happen.
Fast forward six months, at a early birthday party thrown by some of her acquaintances, Avalon was kidnapped and brought to Eden. Now here a week, she is determined to escape by any means necessary.
RPG Example:[/size][/b] It was always too quiet early in the morning at St. Helena's Academy, leaving too much time to think for the barefoot, restless young girl wandering the empty halls. A chill in the air left goosebumps on her exposed skin, causing her to rub her upper arms as she peeked into room after room for something to do. She didn't have a jacket to walk outside, the cafeteria wouldn't be open for another three hours (not that food sounded even remotely appetizing), it had been weeks since she had turned on a television, therefore the red head had no idea what was playing.
Hallway after hallway turned up nothing but empty classrooms and locked doors for Avalon. Becoming slightly annoyed, she reached out to the handle of a frosted glass door and turned, revealing the music classroom. Her breath hitched as she laid eyes on an upright piano. "Not exactly my preferred Baldwin, you'll do." She whispered, her footsteps making small padding noises as she made her way from the door to the wooden piano.
Though her shorts covered most of her bottom, it did nothing to protect her bare legs from the cold leather seat as Avalon perched herself, giving off a small, uncomfortable groan. She ran her fingers across the well worn ivory and ebony keys, smiling as her pinky pressed down on a key and the sound was perfectly in tune. "Looks like someone knows what they're doing," Avalon placed her hands in proper position, straightening her back as she practiced her scales several times, getting herself comfortable with the pressure needed for the piano.
After a few minutes, Avalon started to play little melodies, letting her body relax as the memories came flooding back. Without skipping a beat, Avalon began to play the intro to Addicted by Kelly Clarkson, quietly humming the words to herself. She knew anyone could be awake and didn't trust anyone not to listen to her as she sang.
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