Post by Renata Nicole Pricee on Feb 23, 2010 11:31:48 GMT -5
R E N A T A - N I C O L E - P R I C E E ,
nicknames ,
- - - Rana, Rae-Nikki(Invented by her best friend.).
age ,
- - - 17.
occupation ,
- - - Starbucks.
member group ,
- - - junior.
personality ,
- - -
*'popular'
*loving
*lustfull
*flirty
*tease
*fun
*worry free
*trustworthy
*crude
*free
family ,
- - - Step father- David Pricee
Mother- Lidia Pricee
Brother- Shawn Pricee
history ,
- - - "The name...well I suppose it should be bitch though most call me Rana. My full name is truly Renata Nicole Pricee. Get to know it or eventually you will. I've been called a lot of things and for that words have no effect on me any more. It seems as though those who waste such time on bashing could only be called haters. As I know very well...haters make everyone famous.
Something that haunts me no matter the circumstance is that limp body my mother and I had to once bury. It was said that this was done to protect my brother from ever looking down upon the man we called, 'father.' Though to me he was just another affair risen divorce waiting to happen. What my mother doesn't know is I watched as he pulled the trigger to his own death. Instead she still questions if it was my step father.
Getting off that depressing subject, there came a time in life where I was a miserable soul sucking 'cunt' though guys wanted me and girls loathed me. Of course I've learned from the best. Jace taught me the game and, up until recently when I got my head knocked and lost some memories and feelings towards them, I had quit a few issues. I'm getting better though. Anyways, I'm chill and down to party/kick it. Pretty mellow and such but yeah just don't get on my bad side. I seem to get even rather than angry.
In fact, for example, Lidia decided she would ground me from my vehicle. Well, simple really. I got back by making sure her vehicle didn't work. The only difference was that I had planned it out perfectly. Monday was the day of her huge conference that either made her in the business world or broke her. Too bad the car didn't work. Even worse too bad I don't care. Don't test me."
-WHAT MADE THE GIRL SO COLD?-
At five years old she had done something unimaginable. Seeing her father have an affair she brushed it off thinking nothing of it. It wasn't until he took his own life that something cliqued and she started to wonder. Of course her mother wanted to hide this horrible thing from her son and therefore she and 'Kathryn' took the body out behind the mansion and buried it good.
To understand the thinking process of another human one must think like such human. It had all started when she was 5. Growing up with all necessities you could ask for had not pleased the young child. She didn't want money. She wanted her parents love. One morning after sleeping in longer than usual she had wondered into her mother's bedroom. Looking for someone to make her breakfast she in turn found her mother with another in the bedroom that was not her step father. Once this had been seen she had quietly shut the door and in silence went back to her room. Too young to understand she thought it was alright to not mean the word love. Most children would question. She had been one to follow her own thought every time.
The next biggest thing she had experienced was walking in on her step father at age 13 while he was with the lawyer that represented her mother in the dxvorce. Just like she had done when walking in on her mom she simply closed the door and headed back to her room laying down and staring at the ceiling. Her next assumption, 'The human body is meant to be explored no matter what your relation is to the person.' This was how she handled all situations. Simply tuned them out like nothing had happened and in her mind had okay anything that truly would set her off otherwise.
The last thing that had turned this female heartless was the fact that the one guy she had most admired in life had showed her it was okay to be unfaithful. At age 15 she had fallen in puppy dog love. It didn't last long but it had shown her that those she thought she could trust would never be allowed to be trusted. They hurt worse. So, simply she turned off all emotion to the outside world. A stranger would think that she was happy go lucky. If only people read those eyes of hers.
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HEY THERE, I'M VEGAS AND I'M SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD! I'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND THE ROLEPLAY WORLD FOR ALMOST SIX YEARS AND YOU CAN CHECK OUT MY ROLEPLAY SAMPLE BELOW! AS YOU CAN SEE, I'M USING FRIEDA ROSE AS THE PLAY-BY FOR THIS CHARACTER. OH, AND MY OTHER CHARACTERS ARE BRENDEN TAYLOR SCOTT!
The little black book. Oh, how some severely dreaded it. How was it that something as simple as paper connected by a long bend of plastic could be so bad in the human perspective? A-Z was full. Every little space was taken up. The figure smirked as she continued to go through this little black book that had been kept in a room for 2 years underneath a wooden floor board. Continuing to recite the names out loud helped to bring even more humor to this book of mischief. In most cases it would be thought of as a male's book of dirty little habits but in here and now Renata Nicole had been the one to fill it to its brim. With what, exactly? Well, for one all the people she had to research. It was a sick twisted little game Renata played but yet she enjoyed every minute.
Brought up as the show girl of a well behaved rich family Renata had been one to cause all kinds of trouble. The best part was that this trouble had not yet come back to her. Did she expect it eventually would? Yes. Mr. Pricee had been the owner of a most popular night club called by the name of Dayton Vana. The name sounded complex yet the night life was so simple there. Being her father's pride and joy Rana had gotten to work under the table and thus became nifty with the certain things bartenders were paid off to do. 'Slip something in their drink. Shake those for me? Get that now!' She had heard everything from insults to disbelief and yet she smiled as if the world that everyone knew was fun and peachy.
The worse part about this brat of a kid was that the only time she was nice to some one of either gender was when she had a mission. Sometimes it was to win the money of others by playing in little bets of who would get whom into the bedroom first. Most resulted in her winning over one hundred dollars each time. The other game she played was the game of revenge. When someone had an issue with another it was in her profile to correct it. She was the brains as to where her brother was sadly not as smart. More so then her he sold his body off to the nearest person. Sometimes for fun as where others were for pleasure.
The Pricee family had issues that none knew but the children. Funny how such picture perfect looking people can fall apart in the most simple of ways.
"Well, thank you again so kindly for your offer but I think I'll pass. Daddy will be worried if I'm not home soon." Rana's manipulative voice rang out into the room that echoed it back.
"Renata, please stay. Give me a chance. I can show you a true man. Let me be him for you. Come on. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain." The man of the night called out to her as she got dressed.
Walking back over to him she sat on his bed and placed one hand on his exposed chest over his heart, "So, I take it you want a second sesh? Sorry, no can do. I don't like used items."
I'm not USED Renata. Just stay with me. I can be a good man to you. I-I think I love you." He said grasping her hand in his own and looking into her eyes more sincere then any one she had yet seen.
Funny. You'd think that after 2 months of us being together you would wonder why I wasn't always with you." And with that the famous Renata Nicole made her way out of his room and towards her car but while walking decided to call back into the echoing empty house, "Oh, and by the way, Zoe tells me to send you her deepest regards. She would love to hear from you some time." A smirk played across her face as the thought of her next income came to mind. Zoe now owed her 2,300 dollars. A body was never cheap. Sweet revenge was always more costly.
Brought up as the show girl of a well behaved rich family Renata had been one to cause all kinds of trouble. The best part was that this trouble had not yet come back to her. Did she expect it eventually would? Yes. Mr. Pricee had been the owner of a most popular night club called by the name of Dayton Vana. The name sounded complex yet the night life was so simple there. Being her father's pride and joy Rana had gotten to work under the table and thus became nifty with the certain things bartenders were paid off to do. 'Slip something in their drink. Shake those for me? Get that now!' She had heard everything from insults to disbelief and yet she smiled as if the world that everyone knew was fun and peachy.
The worse part about this brat of a kid was that the only time she was nice to some one of either gender was when she had a mission. Sometimes it was to win the money of others by playing in little bets of who would get whom into the bedroom first. Most resulted in her winning over one hundred dollars each time. The other game she played was the game of revenge. When someone had an issue with another it was in her profile to correct it. She was the brains as to where her brother was sadly not as smart. More so then her he sold his body off to the nearest person. Sometimes for fun as where others were for pleasure.
The Pricee family had issues that none knew but the children. Funny how such picture perfect looking people can fall apart in the most simple of ways.
"Well, thank you again so kindly for your offer but I think I'll pass. Daddy will be worried if I'm not home soon." Rana's manipulative voice rang out into the room that echoed it back.
"Renata, please stay. Give me a chance. I can show you a true man. Let me be him for you. Come on. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain." The man of the night called out to her as she got dressed.
Walking back over to him she sat on his bed and placed one hand on his exposed chest over his heart, "So, I take it you want a second sesh? Sorry, no can do. I don't like used items."
I'm not USED Renata. Just stay with me. I can be a good man to you. I-I think I love you." He said grasping her hand in his own and looking into her eyes more sincere then any one she had yet seen.
Funny. You'd think that after 2 months of us being together you would wonder why I wasn't always with you." And with that the famous Renata Nicole made her way out of his room and towards her car but while walking decided to call back into the echoing empty house, "Oh, and by the way, Zoe tells me to send you her deepest regards. She would love to hear from you some time." A smirk played across her face as the thought of her next income came to mind. Zoe now owed her 2,300 dollars. A body was never cheap. Sweet revenge was always more costly.
