Post by savannah michelle blaine on Feb 16, 2010 13:42:29 GMT -5
]S A V A N N A H - M I C H E L L E - B L A I N E ,
nicknames ,
- - - sav
age ,
- - - seventeen
occupation ,
- - - student
member group ,
- - - junior.
personality ,
- - - calm, unpredictable, flirtatious, seductive, fake, manipulative, honest, judgemental, loyal, blunt, loud, aggressive, stubborn, immature, irresponsible, rebellious, conceded, confident,
family ,
- - - paul blaine, 50, father
jenna proust - blaine, 30, step mother
cassandra proust, 8, step sister
mackenzie dern, 47, mother
bruce dern, 49, step father
history ,
- - - she was only four years old when her parents got a divorce. paul and mackenzie always had a rocky relationship, but they usually were able to overcome their differences, and let the positive things out weigh the negative ones, but they just couldn't do it anymore, and decided a divorce was the best thing to do. of course four year savannah had no idea what was going on, which was probably a good thing, or else she would have been crushed. her mother who was an alcoholic, and the main reason why paul and mackenzie broke up, didn't want to take care of savannah, which was a good thing, since paul wasn't going to let her. he took care of savannah and tried his best to be a good a father. but it was hard raising a kid on his own, and three years after the divorce, paul found himself head over heels with one of his coworkers at the bank he was working at. he was hesitant at first to to start a relationship, because he was worried about how savannah would take it, but he eventually plucked up to courage and asked, the much younger woman - jenna proust, out.
when savannah was nine, her father popped the question to jenna, who accepted and later that month found out she was pregnant. savannah couldn't have been happier. she loved jenna, and wanted another sibling, and now, she was getting jenna as a mom, and a new sister. she also got to be in the wedding, and loved every second of it. she was just about to turn ten when her half sister, cassandra penelope blaine was born and savannah couldn't have been happier. she was such a nice, polite girl and a great big sister to cassie. both paul and jenna were proud of their girls. unlike most kids savannah's age, savannah never got in trouble, she was always good and so polite.
life was good for the blaine's, everything was a little too good to last though. sav was ready to start her freshmen year at northington academy and was so excited to leave colorado for california. she was sad about having to leave her family, but she knew she'd be seeing them so it wasn't too bad. however after her first year at school, mackenzie - her biological mother who hadn't seen savannah since she was a four year old baby, all of a sudden wanted to get in touch with her, and see her baby girl. paul was probably more shocked than savannah when he heard this, and told savannah not to see her mom, but savannah decided too, after all mackenzie was her mother. well it turned out that when mackenzie just came to tell savannah she was getting married and that she had cancer and probably would never see savannah again. it was a lot for savannah to take it, it was hard enough to get herself ready to ee the woman who never wanted her, but then to find out she was married, and was slowly dying was too much. especially when mackenzie tried emailing and calling savannah all the time. she kinda lost herself, with all the emotions that she found herself possessing and found herself more moody and stubborn around others. she started secretly smoking weed in her sophomore year, and just began to drink a lot heavier at parties.
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HEY THERE, I'M KATIE AND I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD! I'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND THE ROLEPLAY WORLD FOR FOUR YEARS AND YOU CAN CHECK OUT MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE BELOW! AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M USING CANDINCE SWANEPOEL AS THE PLAY-BY FOR THIS CHARACTER. OH, AND MY OTHER CHARACTERS ARE NONE YET!
--- it wasn't all that shocking that ms. ava beaumont, the nineteen year old french starlet, was nestled surrounded by her beautiful friends in a vip corner at marquee nightclub, devoting all her attention to her blackberry. ava hadn't let her eyes leave the screen since she signed on, the second she sat down, and had been messaging leo pretty much since her first round of drinks. she lived for the crazy night life scene, but today wasn't feeling much like partying, she'd much rather just hang out with someone at home - which was what she and leo planned on doing, although knowing leo was a bit of a man whore, and ava found herself never saying no lately, the two would probably end up doing more than just hanging out, especially after the sexy time message that she sent him. with a flirty little grin at her blackberry, she quickly signed off and realized she had to get home. marquee wasn't necessarily that far from her manhattan apartment, which she had bought the second she arrived in the big apple, but traffic was pretty bad, and then of course there was the damn paparazzi everywhere, who always caught ava at her worst. she stood up and tucked her phone into her small black clutch and was instantly engulfed in a drunken hug from two of her friends. "i'm going, marquee's boring." she yelled over the music to her friends who refused to unwrap their arms around her. she usually didn't mind, but they reeked of weed and beer and it made her head spin. "get off me." she said a little bitchily and pushed the two guys off her, and made her way over to the two girls she had come to the club with. leaning over, she one armed hugged each girl awkwardly, as she still stood and they were sitting.
--- she appreciated getting outside and being able to take a nice breath of fresh air once she got out of the club. it was colder out than it was an hour ago, and the petite blonde shivered in the cold, cursing herself for not bringing a coat. she had just jumped out of the taxi and walking into the back of the club, only having to stay outside for about ten seconds, but now, she was out waiting for a taxi in a short silver dress in the middle of winter. walking over to the curb in her heels, she stepped out into the road and stuck her thin arm out in the road, hoping to get the attention of a taxi. fortunately for ava, a taxi appeared almost seconds after her arm reached out, and the blonde was able to jump into the warmth of the backseat. she told the driver where to go and leaned back against the weird smelling leather seats and closed her eyes as the lights whirled by her. she was buzzing from the alcohol she had earlier, it had only been a few shots - not enough to get her drunk, but enough to make her not sober. after taking a few gulps of air, she heard the taxi driver turn his head and ask her if she was going to be sick. keeping her eyes closed, she just shook her head and let a small smile appear on her lips. “no, i’m fine, my head’s just a little… fuzzy.” she finished, opening her eyes and looking out the window to see where they were as she felt the taxi slow down. she fished in her little black clutched and pulled out three crumpled twenties, more than she needed but ava was in a generous mood. she thanked the driver and handed him the money, before stepping awkwardly out of the cab and running into the lobby of her apartment building, slipping out of her heels as she heard the door close behind her. she gave the doorman holding the door to the lobby open for her a little smile, and walked into the lobby, one hand holding her shoes, the other, holding her purse. she walked up to the elevator and pressed the button, looking around the bright lobby with the weird gold coloured tiles. she heard the ding and got into the elevator, pressing the p button, for the penthouse, where of course ava lived.
--- she got in her apartment as quickly as possible, and threw her keys on the little table thing she had by her door, not really sure what she was supposed to call it. she dropped her little purse and her shoes on the floor and walked into her kitchen, where she grabbed a cold bottle of water from her fridge and unscrewed the cap quickly and took a log drink. she placed the waterbottle down on the island in her kitchen and ran her fingers through her hair. her apartment felt cold and empty, and for the first time in a long time, ava really wished she didn't live alone. taking one more drink of her cool water, she put the cap back on and threw the water bottle into the fridge, glancing at the clock on her oven. the bright green numbers stood out against the stainless steel and black of the appliances and counters around the small clock, and ava knew leo would be here soon. turning her back to her island, she placed her hands on the dark marble, and hoisted herself up onto the island, and sat there, looking down at the little silver dress she wore to the club. her feet swung back and hit the cupboard doors a few times, before the blonde looked over her shoulder at the fruit bowl and picked up a delicious looking red apple. she rolled tossed it in the air a few times, and passed it from one hand to the other, before rubbing it on her dress before taking a huge bite out of it. she was in the middle of chewing it when she heard a knock on her door. taking her time to swallow her food, she hopped off the island and took her time, not wanting to seem to eagar for this little booty call. she took another bite of her apple before fumbling with the lock slightly and opened the door slightly. "oh hey." she said with a flirtatious smile, as she gave leo the once over. he was as sexy as ever, and felt herself using every once of will power in her small body from ripping all his clothes off. "want an apple?" she joked, her bright brown eyes filled with laughter and lust as she looked up at him, before taking another bite of her red apple.
--- she appreciated getting outside and being able to take a nice breath of fresh air once she got out of the club. it was colder out than it was an hour ago, and the petite blonde shivered in the cold, cursing herself for not bringing a coat. she had just jumped out of the taxi and walking into the back of the club, only having to stay outside for about ten seconds, but now, she was out waiting for a taxi in a short silver dress in the middle of winter. walking over to the curb in her heels, she stepped out into the road and stuck her thin arm out in the road, hoping to get the attention of a taxi. fortunately for ava, a taxi appeared almost seconds after her arm reached out, and the blonde was able to jump into the warmth of the backseat. she told the driver where to go and leaned back against the weird smelling leather seats and closed her eyes as the lights whirled by her. she was buzzing from the alcohol she had earlier, it had only been a few shots - not enough to get her drunk, but enough to make her not sober. after taking a few gulps of air, she heard the taxi driver turn his head and ask her if she was going to be sick. keeping her eyes closed, she just shook her head and let a small smile appear on her lips. “no, i’m fine, my head’s just a little… fuzzy.” she finished, opening her eyes and looking out the window to see where they were as she felt the taxi slow down. she fished in her little black clutched and pulled out three crumpled twenties, more than she needed but ava was in a generous mood. she thanked the driver and handed him the money, before stepping awkwardly out of the cab and running into the lobby of her apartment building, slipping out of her heels as she heard the door close behind her. she gave the doorman holding the door to the lobby open for her a little smile, and walked into the lobby, one hand holding her shoes, the other, holding her purse. she walked up to the elevator and pressed the button, looking around the bright lobby with the weird gold coloured tiles. she heard the ding and got into the elevator, pressing the p button, for the penthouse, where of course ava lived.
--- she got in her apartment as quickly as possible, and threw her keys on the little table thing she had by her door, not really sure what she was supposed to call it. she dropped her little purse and her shoes on the floor and walked into her kitchen, where she grabbed a cold bottle of water from her fridge and unscrewed the cap quickly and took a log drink. she placed the waterbottle down on the island in her kitchen and ran her fingers through her hair. her apartment felt cold and empty, and for the first time in a long time, ava really wished she didn't live alone. taking one more drink of her cool water, she put the cap back on and threw the water bottle into the fridge, glancing at the clock on her oven. the bright green numbers stood out against the stainless steel and black of the appliances and counters around the small clock, and ava knew leo would be here soon. turning her back to her island, she placed her hands on the dark marble, and hoisted herself up onto the island, and sat there, looking down at the little silver dress she wore to the club. her feet swung back and hit the cupboard doors a few times, before the blonde looked over her shoulder at the fruit bowl and picked up a delicious looking red apple. she rolled tossed it in the air a few times, and passed it from one hand to the other, before rubbing it on her dress before taking a huge bite out of it. she was in the middle of chewing it when she heard a knock on her door. taking her time to swallow her food, she hopped off the island and took her time, not wanting to seem to eagar for this little booty call. she took another bite of her apple before fumbling with the lock slightly and opened the door slightly. "oh hey." she said with a flirtatious smile, as she gave leo the once over. he was as sexy as ever, and felt herself using every once of will power in her small body from ripping all his clothes off. "want an apple?" she joked, her bright brown eyes filled with laughter and lust as she looked up at him, before taking another bite of her red apple.
