Post by Vivian Leah Hope on Nov 30, 2012 19:25:47 GMT -5
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let's meet me;[/B][/FONT]
Hey! Its me TY[/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 x][/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] Vivian Leah Hope.
Birthday:[/size][/b] July 15th, 1991.
Age:[/size][/b] 21 years old.
Member Group:[/size][/b] Tricks.
Sexuality:[/size][/b] Straight.
Play By:[/size][/b] Troian Bellasario.
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if only looks could kill;[/B][/FONT]
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Hair:[/size][/b] Brown, mid-back.
Eyes:[/size][/b] Deep brown.
Height:[/size][/b] Five foot, seven inches.
Weight:[/size][/b] 129 lbs.
Special Marks:[/size][/b] Two light marks on her left cheek, a little bit of a butt chin.
Style:[/size][/b] Vivian likes to dress for comfort, yet still look her best.
Overall Appearance:[/size][/b] Growing up in a rich-upper class neighborhood, Vivian grew up wearing beautiful dresses, the most expensive jeans and latest fashionable tops. But when she's not worried about people scrutinizing her outfits, she adores comfortable tops, her favorite ripped jeans and letting her hair down.
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dirty secrets make loud whispers;[/B][/FONT]
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Likes:[/size][/b] Boys, sex, daddy's money, high heels, luxerious bubble baths, cupcakes, whiskey, blowing bubbles, smoking, being pampered, having control, her cell phone, tweeting, cooking and food.
Dislikes:[/size][/b] Being cut off, the pressure of her family, little kids, being completely sober, screamo music, daisies (allergic), violence outside of the bedroom, big dogs, exhaust fumes, being told to 'calm down', people pretending to be what they're not, being underestimated, boys who reek of AXE, her mother, her grandmother, watermelon bubblegum.
Fears:[/size][/b] Pregnancy, getting an STD, falling in love.
Goals:[/size][/b] Becoming a chef, become the leader of the tricks, find her reason in life.
Strengths:[/size][/b] Great chef, intelligent, even-tempered.
Weaknesses:[/size][/b] Sex, liquor, gossip.
Personality:[/size][/b] There are many people who are worse off than Vivian, and she knows it. She's bright, caring and kind of a goof-ball, making her very personable and lovable to anyone who gets over the walls she built around her heart. Vivian doesn't take much for granted, and does her best to give back when she can.
But this doesn't mean that little miss Vivian is all sunshine and rainbows. Hiden behind her cool exterior is a vicious, immature girl whose just waiting to sing her teeth into someone weaker than her in order to gain control. Sex, power, and money hungry, Vivian is a driven young individual.
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remind me of who i am;[/B][/FONT]
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Mother:[/size][/b] Harper Lynn Hope, 39, severe hatred.
Father:[/size][/b] Bruce Wesson Hope, 43, adores.
Siblings:[/size][/b] Drake Bruce Hope, 24, indifferent.
Other Important People:[/size][/b] Elisabeth Alice Greul, 60, grandmother, dislikes.
History:[/size][/b]Perfect. It was the only word to describe the Hope family when they found out that they were going to be adding a little girl to their multimillion dollar mansion. A gorgeous mother, dashing father, handsome son, now a beautiful daughter. Or that's what the plan was until Harper was diagnosed with post partum depression and started to abuse her antidepressents. Passed off to the nannies, Vivian only knew of her mother what the nannies gossiped and the magazines left on the living room table.
Despite not having her mother around, her father doted on his little girl as any father would, promising the world. He placed her in the best schools, got her the best tutors, paid her way for whatever her fancy was that week from ballet to french lessons. As Vivian got older, the more her mother started to emerege into her life, trying to control and bring down the budding teenager. Making snide comments about her daughter's weight, the way she walked, even the way she spoke her french. The only thing that kept her sane was her passion for cooking, turning to food whenever she felt like she was going to lose her temper.
Vivian graduated with a 4.0 when she was sixteen, moving out of her parent's house (with her daddy's money paying for her apartment, rent, utilities, her car, etc.). She was free of her mother for the first time in sixteen years and started to go a little crazy. Prim and propper philatropist by day, drunk and sex addicted by night. A different boy every night and liquor flowing almost all the time. Up until the day the tabloids caught the young miss Vivian partying with drugs and alcohal. Oops.
At the age of 20 years old, her father gave her the choice, clean up or get out. Refusing to clean up her act, Vivian moved out and started sleeping with men for a night to find somewhere to live. Until, again, Vivian got caught. Not by the tabloids this time, but by a cop undercover and acting as a John. Given the choice between jail or the alternative, Vivian chose the latter. After all, she was much too pretty to go to jail. . .
RPG Example:[/size][/b] Go look at Avalon :)
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