Post by lily rose mccarter on Jun 8, 2009 11:46:39 GMT -5
lily rose mccarter
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"this is what the birth certificate says. the basics, of course."
FULL NAME// Lily Rose McCarter
NICKNAMES// Lily-pad, Lils, or just Lily. Whichever, she responds to all
AGE// sixteen
DATE OF BIRTH.// April 9th, 1993
SEXUAL ORIENTATION// straight
MEMBER GROUP// Musician camper
CANON OR ORIGNAL// Canon
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"i'm sexy, i'm cute. the appearance is everything."
HEIGHT// 5'6"
WEIGHT// 125 lbs
BODY TYPE// Slender, and Athletic
HAIR COLOR// Blond
EYE COLOR// Hazel
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES// Has a small scar over her right eye brow. A tiny heart tattoo over her left hip bone (shh, her parents don't kno)
PLAY BY// Taylor Swift
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"some say it's what's on the inside, counts."
LIKES// Music in general, dancing randomly, chocolate, strawberries, Camp Lockswood, having fun, being sarcastic and boys !
DISLIKES// spiders, cockroaches, being outsmarted, feeling tired, rude people, and being hated.
STRENGTHS// Singing, playing guitar, sarcastic comments.
WEAKNESSES// Cute boys, focusing on things that don't involve music, her temper
HABITS/QUIRKS// wiggles her nose when nervous, likes to dance like a dork to make a friend feel better, taps her foot to the beat of whatever song is in her head.
FEARS// Dying young
SECRETS// When she went to visit her grandmother in England, she got a tattoo in honor of one of the close friends who had died the previous summer. Her parents have no idea.
FULL PERSONALITY// As much as Lily would hate to admit it, she is the classic All-American girl. Even worst, the nice girl next door. There is hardly a mean bone in her body. Or if there is, she keeps it at bay. Being the kind of person who would put her friends and family before herself. Selfish isn't apart of her vocabulary.. unless its for insulting someone. But when you first meet Lily, she can be as shy as can be. Only choosing to talk when she feels like it. Most of the time, she's trying to figure people out. Seeing how they will react. She figures that people reaction to things are the best way to know someone. If they're easily embarrassed then they cannot handle what she calls her 'late night' personality.
Lily's late night personality is something that usually happens late at night. Mostly with her friends and family. The people she's most comfortable with. She tends to act a little crazy. Dancing to no music, or singing off key just to get a few giggles out. Her spunky personality usually comes out when she wants to make someone feel better. Apart of her kindness and charm. Of course, sometimes she acts in a spunky fashion because she just wants too. Fun is very important in life and Lily makes sure she gets enough of it.
Trust is very important. Lily can't bring herself to be friends with someone if she doesn't trust them. She takes these things very seriously. When someone has broken her trust, she refuses to give her forgiveness, under any circumstances. She feels that she gives everyone one chance and that's it. [/font]
"history starts now, or when i was born."
PARENTS.// Alexander Jay McCarter, forty, defensive Lawyer
Petunia Sarah McCarter, thirty-nine, housewife
SIBLINGS// Ryan Jason McCarter, fourteen, student
BIRTHPLACE// New York City, New York
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS// None yet
CHILDREN// no
PETS// Ruby, Chocolate Lab
FULL HISTORY// Lily Rose McCarter came into this world on April 9th, 1993. She was welcomed by two loving parents and a pair of very nosy grandparents. Lily had entered into a very well respected family in both New York and London. Like any other child in her family, she was taught the ways of high society. But unlike most children with the privilege that Lily had, Lily managed to remain unspoiled or unaffected by it. Or at least she tried. She has never once wanted people to judge her because of money. In her opinion, it was pointless. But anyway, she grew up relatively normal. Her grandmother was the one who introduced her to music. And ever since she couldn't seem to focus on anything else.
Since Lily couldn't focus well with other things besides music, her grades were greatly effected. She was a smart girl, you can tell with the amount of sarcasm and witty comments that pour out of her mouth. But with her lack of initiative, she found herself not doing her work. Her father wasn't exactly happy to see her low grades. But no matter how much he yelled, how much he fussed she still didn't manage to improve. So her grandmother made the decision to have her granddaughter live with her for a little while, to get her up to speed with everyone else. So she spent a good couple years in England.
It was Lily's grandmother who had suggested Camp Lockswood. Though her father would rather have her be doing something to get ready for Yale or any college for that matter, Lily prepped to go to this camp. She's pumped to get started on her music career.
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"it's time to meet the puppeteer."
YOUR NAME// Lena
YOUR AGE// 19
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE// three years or so
CONTACT INFO// pm
SECRET PHRASE// eh there isnt any
MEMBER TITLE// will come up w/ something
ANYTHING ELSE// i say "RAWR"
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE//
now i ain't sayin' she a gold digger
SHE AIN'T MESSIN' WITH NO BROKE BLOKE
now i ain't sayin' she a gold digger
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Tinsley hated school, there was no doubt about that. She was only apart of the freakin' Dance Team because her grandmother had thought it as a good idea. That was last time she was going to listen the the old fart anyway. It was pathetic how much control the old woman had over their family, especially her father. Even out of his normal drunken state, he was spineless pig. And she hated the lot of them. She couldn't remember a time where she liked them. Maybe when her mother was still around, before she ditched them. Maybe not. Of course, Tinsley was starting to think that her mother had the right idea. Escaping this hell hole was on top of the list of things to do. But she had to finish high school. She wasn't about to become a bum living off the street because she didn't get her diploma. She wasn't stupid and she couldn't live without her designer shoes and handbags.
It was after Dance practice, coach was on her ass for being late again. Tinsley, as always, didn't listened. She hated lectures. Its like people thought she was incompetent or something. That, like many other things annoyed her. But with practice over, she found herself on an empty field and looked around. She didn't want to go home. Grandmother would be home. So she figured she could hang out her for a few minutes. She stepped off the field and onto the bleachers. Her peeped-toe stilettos clicked loudly against the metal. She wore a pair of black skinny jeans, with a red loose fitting spaghetti strap top, and black vest. She slowly sat down on the bleachers and rested her feet on the bench before her. When was the last time she wore the top? She had to think about that for a minute. A small smirk came to her face when realization came to her. It was at the party. The only party she completely remembered.
Leaning back, she smiled at the memory. She had worn the top as a dress. It was long enough to be a dress but short enough to catch some actual interest. Well, it caught the interest of the tall, dark and handsome known as Jase. Thinking of him gave her shivers. He was her best. Well best prize anyway. With him it was like hitting two birds with two stones. Not only did she get him in bed, but she broke up his oh-so perfect relationship with the golden girl, Elizabeth McGuire. How she hated her. With all her perky smile and her 4.0 average. Tinsley had to knock her down a size. And Jase helped her with that. How she enjoyed watching dear-old lizzy walk around with tears in her eyes. Watching others miserable was something she enjoyed. So long as she wasn't miserable, Tink was perfectly fine with that.
Of course, tricking Jase wasn't that hard. He was well into his drinks by the time she sauntered over to him. It didn't take long. Just a quick bat of the eye, a seductive smile and he was putty in her hands. Then again, Jase was pretty good even though he was drunk. Hmm, what wouldn't she give to see him again.
TAG Jase baby boy
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OUTFIT linky
LYRICS by mr. kanye west
CREDIT made by me
OTHER haha she's such a b!tch and i love her :]
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