Post by gene on Jul 12, 2009 19:42:55 GMT -5
the city is at war !
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[/center]character info !
full name • felicity euphemia wickham.
nick names • licia, midg, little lamb, f.
age • eighteen years old.
grade • freshman in college; musical theatre major; art history minor.
hometown • prairie farm, wisconsin.
sexuality • heterosexual.
member group • college student.
character looks !
[/color][/center]height • four foot, nine inches.
hair • dark brown and rather straight.
eyes • aquamarine blue.
play by • alexis bledel.
character personality !
[/color][/size][/center]likes • ice cream, her inhaler, classical novels, musicals, volunteer work, the smell of aging books, peaches, baking and cooking, vintage clothes, older men, visiting musuems, italian cuisine, singing, any type of coffee beverage, long hot showers, baby sheep, making new friends, soft towels, beaches, flowers.
dislikes • not having much confidence in herself, being short, getting teased, having to pull all-nighters, panic attacks, the thought of even talking to another male, public speaking other than performing in musicals, feather pillows, being left out of things, dirtiness, seeing people disappointed.
habits/quirks • falling frequently because she's a klutz, baking and cooking for her friends, wrinkling her nose whenever she's nervous, having panic attacks due to stress and her asthma combined.
fears • death, never finding love, being a victim of rape, forgetting her lines during a perfromance, thunderstorms, chickens.
dreams • becoming wendla for broadway's version of spring awakening, getting married and starting a family, traveling around the world, graduating from college with a musical theatre major, meeting somebody that will truly alter her thoughts on life.
secrets •
overall • studious, intelligent, soft-spoken, bookworm, innocent, naive, wears her heart on her sleeve, socially awkward, very timid, sweethearted, helpful, thinks outside the box, creature of habit, pushover.
character history !
[/size][/color]mother • lucie antoinette wickham; fourty-two, nurse.
father • peter jonathan wickham; fifty, farmer.
siblings • n/a.
pets • wendla darling; orange tabby kitten.
other family • various aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents.
overall •
she chose new york for her start mainly because she got a large scholarship to go there and new york is where broadway is living. after seeing spring awakening she realised that she wants to perform as wendla from the musical on broadway. slowly, felicity is trudging through her classes in order to reach her dreams. she does get homesick and has been known to have a few panic attacks in college but the female knows that if she leaves and returns back home then her chance of a lifetime would be shot to hell.[/ul][/SIZE]
about you !
[/color][/size][/center]your name • genevieve; call me gen or gee.
your age • eighteen years old.
roleplaying experience • about two years.
how you found us • tokyo's police story.
roleplay sample •
WILL YOU DEVASTATE THEM DELIBERATELY?
* invincible, oh oh oh; you're invincible![/font]
--------------------------------[/center]what the hell am i even doing here?
the thought ran through her head as she nibbled on her ben and jerry's she had purchased from the grocery store. she neared the end of the ice cream, throwing it away in the proper trash bin and stretched out on a bench, slowly letting her body crash and eyes shutting as her aches seemed to melt away. so much for going back to her apartment and watching the latest football game or cleaning off her mud covered cleats.
previously that afternoon the female stripped out of her sports clothes, sweaty from tennis practice and threw her soccer cleats into her metal locker, slamming it shut before tugging on her ponytail. "damn tennis nazi," joo-eun muttered under her breath as she exited the university's locker room. whenever she went to practice it seemed like her coach would find something else to complain about; serving, hitting, returning, their posture and approach towards the fuzzy yellow-green ball that whizzed by. she was surprised she hadn't found herself doing something rash such as hitting the ball at his head or breaking his racquets he spend his dear money on.
after a hellish practice, she wanted more than anything to just be lazy for the rest of the day. afterall, jojo thought she deserved it, arguing with mister warden all during practice did get to be rather tiring. unlike most athletes, the brunette didn't like it when her weaknesses were mentioned or when she was bossed around. it was her game anyways, she could play however she wanted. also, the brash and tomboyish female tended to be very competitive and aggressive. mix all of these three things together and you get various penalties and red cards during football games. though, without the help of such a scout as the one she met in high school, she wouldn't even be at university nor playing sports.
she entered the lone grocery store, hoping for some type of snack or dessert. jojo found herself nearing the ice cream aisle, glancing around at all the different and unique flavours of ice cream until her eyes settled on the pints of ben and jerry's. with a weakness for ice cream, especially good ice cream, she bit down on her bottom lip but eventually gave into such temptation. the tomboy peeled open the cooler door, bent down in her tiny denim shorts and pulled out a small pint; the ice cream sounding like a campfire favourite; s'mores.
"i really should be watching what i eat," she mindlessly told herself while walking to the checkout counter with a box of plastic spoons and the ice cream in her freezing hand. though, without thinking otherwise, she purchased the sweet treat and wandered out of the grocery store with it still causing her whole left arm to get goosebumps. many wonder why jojo's figure was the way it was. she would eat constantly and a lot; her mother saying she was a glutton even though her father was the same way. of course, being in various sport teams did change that factor. whatever fat she had gained seemed to melt away.
where can i eat this? she asked herself in her thoughts. she didn't want to go back to her apartment just yet and there was no other practices or games that she could go watch at the university so sitting in the stands, freezing her bottom off was out of the plan. in the distant stood tokyo tower, a site that jojo had never checked out on her own. the female had only been there once for a small field trip in high school, their final class trip being to go to disneyland and tokyo tower. with this said, the female sprinted off towards the tower, the image of it becoming much larger than she imagined.
and thus, that is how she appeared atop of the tokyo tower, sleeping soundlessly on the bench with her stomach full of ice cream and and an aching body from sports practice.
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