Those of you who have done one of these before... You know what to do. For those of you who, like myself, have not- you RP as yourself. "You start by posting a profile of yourself, as ever vague or detailed as you feel comfortable with" according to Thorn. If you are one of the first 30 posters, (I will be picking random numbers between 1 and 30) you may end up picking something, such as the setting. Ask if you have questions...
((I will not be on for the next hour or so. I will post my skeleton and deal with any other stuff when I get back.))
Appearance: Medium brown hair that goes all the way down my back, green eyes with a slightly golden ring through the middle of the iris, but that is almost unnoticable. I'm 5'1", but still growing. I'm not skinny, I have a little extra fat, but I'm not overweight either. Here's a photo. ht tp://aelissnovak.deviantart.c om/#/d51txiz
Personality: If you don't already know me, you'll see. ;D
((PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP ANY PART OF THIS. I GOT CAUGHT UP IN IT, AND POSTED WAY MORE THAN COULD POSSIBLY BE NECESSARY. SORRY IF IT'S SERIOUSLY TMI!)) Name: Not shared online
Nicknames: I have actually been called Stars (on here, obviously.) A few other nicknames which would make sense, but have never actually been used by anyone else in reference to me: K or Kay (from my real first initial- I sometimes use this while talking to myself); Voitty/Voittie (from a translation of a homonym of my family nickname, which is based on my real name. Any diminutive of this would work); E.H. (originates in a very private inside joke with myself which is based partially off something that I once read, but which does sound somewhat masculine); Hits or Head (please skip those, which are obviously from my username); and anything else that you feel like calling me that isn't obscene or really insulting (just make sure that we know who you're talking to!) ((Sorry that was so long...))
Age: 14- but I'm turning fifteen in less than a month.
Appearance: I'm about 5'7". My body type falls somewhere in between a "banana" (aka a ruler-like, boyish, or straight-up-and-down figure) and an "hourglass" (if you're female, you probably are familiar with this term. If you aren't, imagine an hourglass). My feet are huge but narrow, with high arches. I have fair, somewhat beige skin. (It's about the same shade as Miley Cyrus'.) I have some freckles on my face, and a few elsewhere on my body, as well as a few moles- one small brown one located low on the front of my neck, one larger one on my back almost directly opposite my bellybutton. Sadly, I also have an acne problem. I have pimples all over my face and the top part of my arms. My nose is more or less straight, my lips are pretty full, my face is approximately oval in shape, and my earlobes are attached. My hair, which is a rather nondescript shade of dark blonde which is at times mistaken for brown, is wavy and goes slightly past my shoulders. My eyes, which I consider to be my best feature, appear somewhere between gray, blue, and green in natural (or normal artificial) light. Their perceived color depends on light, distance, etc. They have darker, bluer limbic rings.
Wears: Usually either a dress (knee-length or below, not too revealing, can be casual or not) or a T-shirt, blouse, or tank top with jeans, capris, sweats, shorts or a skirt (depending on the weather and occasion.) These outfits are usually accompanied by a necklace, often a pendant. My taste usually falls somewhere between classic/conservative/"what your Grandma would wear" (according to my mom), modern, funky, etc. I like wearing blues, and I'll take pretty much any shade containing at least 75 percent blue, even heavily desaturated ones. With blues, I tend to prefer subtler shades; with anything else, the brighter the better! For example, I like yellow, but if I'm wearing brown, my mom probably picked out the outfit. In addition, while I really like coral, I do not like red much. Not only is it not at all flattering on me, I see it as the color of blood. You probably won't find me pairing a warm color, particularly yellow, with gray either, unless I'm desperate. Also, I dislike black. Therefore, most of my clothes are blue or bright; I'll wear black occasionally, but only as a top or bottom. I don't have any little black dresses, but I have quite a few blue ones. I own nothing red, except for a few shirts- one from a music thing, the other is an (early) birthday gift. (The above doesn't apply to dominantly blue or bright patterns.) In addition- I forgot to mention this originally- I have really bad eyes. If I am not wearing either my Night & Day monthly lenses or my glasses that are quite thick despite having ultra thin lenses, everything more than like six inches away is somewhat blurry.)
Personality: Okay. Where to start? As you've probably realized, I get REALLY into details, even when they are largely irrelevant. I am pretty competitive. I like taking risks- but not huge ones. I really hate being around when someone gets a big shock (usually when a lie is revealed.) This seriously causes me to briefly leave the room during movies in which such an event occurs. I'm probably the weirdest person I know, and, in many ways, I am above average. I have a few issues, which I don't like to discuss. Oh, and I like to mess with people.
Bio: Je suis née... Just kidding. See above. Seriously, in English, I was born about 15 years ago. I was always a bit ahead of other kids my own age, and in kindergarten and first grade was part of a special program. Due to the issues I mentioned, it didn't work out, and I spent second and third grade in a pariochal school. That REALLY didn't work. I transferred to _________ Elementary in fourth grade, and things started to turn around. My grandma, who I had been very close to, died midway through my fifth grade year. My mom quit her job. We became closer. I also got closer to my dad (my parents were never married. He lives around a thousand miles from us.) Sixth and seventh grades were wonderful years for me; however, I stopped believing in God during this time, which upset my mom. Eighth grade was challenging. I had taken on a lot, and thought more than once that maybe I'd bitten off more than I could chew. Also, I made a big decision: I would not write off the possibility of anything that could not be PROVEN impossible, but I wouldn't just blindly believe it, either. In short, I'd keep an open mind. I'm still living by this today. (See my profile quote if you feel like it. OH, and unless you have INCONTROVERTIBLE proof of something, DO NOT try to get me to believe in or write off anything. I seriously mean it.) I'm now going into my sophomore year. I'm an IB student, and I actually have some close friends for a change. I'm enjoying life, although my mom drives me up the wall! ((Again, sorry if this is seriously TMI!)) ((Today, July 1, I have edited this))
AGE: 15 (16 in 2 months and 6 days, but who's counting?)
APPEARANCE: My hair is blondish-brown and ends about an inch or two below my collarbone. My eyes are dark dark brown that, in the right lighting, look pitch black. My skin is white. Not snow white, but white enough that it reflects sunlight (not even kidding; going to the beach is embarrassing). I've got big feet (size 11 to be specific) and I stand at about 5'11". I'm not super skinny, but I'm not large either. My doctor says I'm at a healthy weight for my age, but I'd still like to lose a few pounds before bikini season officially starts. Oh! I've got a beauty of a scar on my right knee from playing basketball in flip flops in fourth grade. I've also got a few scattered scars on my left arm and one on my left hand. In the winter, I'm all about jeans, Uggs, cool long-sleeved shirts and/or sweater, and one of my boyfriend's really warm sweatshirts. In the summer, I adore shorts, t-shirts, tank tops, sandals and/or flip flops. I've got my ears pierced, but I don't like super huge earrings.
PERSONALITY: Ummm....I'm insane!! Not, like, psycho killer insane though. I'm fun insane. I'm sarcastic when people deserve it, and I usually have a witty comment tucked up my sleeve. The filter between my mouth and brain tends to not work a lot anymore. Buuuuut, I'm still loads of fun! I love my boyfriend, and I'll always stick up for my friends. I don't just sit by and watch someone give a friend of mine a hard time. I jump in there and take control. I'm not afraid to throw a punch, and my kicking is no laughing matter. I have a twisted sense of humor and laughs at some pretty disturbing stuff. But I'm still super loveable ^_^
((Neat, BED, we wear the same size shoes!))
((O: I'm not the only one with size 11 feet???))
((Yeah, really! Crazy, right?))
((It really is. It's sooooo impossible to find shoes that fit))
((At least we aren't size 12s! Those are really hard to find, as most shoes only go up to size 11! (My mom thinks that I may end up as a size 12. That would be cool, but...)))
((If I was a size 12 I'd be doomed! I've got a cyst on my left ankle, which already makes shoe shopping difficult))
((Ouch! That does not sound fun!))
((It's really not fun at all. I have a lot of feet-related problems besides the cyst. I have these two bumps [one on each foot] that stick out a little bit and I have a weird way of bending my feet inwards when I walk))
((Wow! The only really abnormal thing about my feet is their size...))
((Yeah...I got problems))
((Wait a sec, inwards? I think that's called pronating (just looked it up, usually called pronation) and believe it or not...
((Believe it or not what?))
((According to the person who fitted me for shoes, I do in fact do pronate a little.))
((OMJELLO!! Are you, like, my long lost sister or something??))
((As I am not adopted, it's rather unlikely... XD))