Post by ceiley christine johnson on Sept 4, 2009 11:48:58 GMT -5
, CEILEY CHRISTINE JOHNSON.
[/COLOR][/FONT][/B]" I dream of another you. The one who would never, never
leave me alone to pick up the pieces. "[/COLOR][/FONT]
[/CENTER], A DARK CONGREGATION OF FAMILIAR FACES .
[/COLOR][/B][/FONT][/CENTER]AGE: Sixteen in less than a month ![/COLOR]
CONTACT INFO: PM / MSN / Yahoo (Just ask.)[/COLOR]
GENDER: Girl.[/COLOR]
EXPERIENCE: Around three years.[/COLOR]
OTHER CHARACTERS: None yet.[/COLOR]
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, A RED ROSE FELL UPON THE SOFT SNOW .
[/COLOR][/B][/FONT][/CENTER]NICKNAMES: Cee, CC, Ceils, Ceiling, etc.[/COLOR]
AGE: Seventeen.[/COLOR]
SEXUALITY: Straight.[/COLOR]
GRADE: Senior.[/COLOR]
HAIR: Her blonde hair stops above her chest, is naturally curly,
and people will pretty much always find it that way.[/COLOR]
EYES: She has blue, almond shaped eyes that squint anytime she laughs.[/COLOR]
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: She has a small, round mark/scar on her foot for kicking a cement block when she was little.[/COLOR]
FACE CLAIM: Taylor Swift.[/COLOR]
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, I AM SWALLOWED BY THE GUILT OF THIS .
[/COLOR][/B][/FONT][/CENTER]+ Kissing in the rain.
+ People who easily make her laugh.
+ Taking pictures and random videos with friends.
+ Guys who are taller than her.
+ Talking on the phone. / Texting.
+ Staying up late at night, whether it's partying or just hanging out.
+ Shopping. Cliche, but it's true.
+ Accessorizing herself.
+ Warm weather. / Summer.
+ Large and empty grass fields.[/SIZE][/COLOR]
DISLIKES:
- Feeling left out. / Being excluded.
- Not knowing what's going on.
- Overly touchy or abusive people.
- Vegetables; never tried them and never will.
- Liars. Ceiley likes the truth and nothing but it. She can handle it.
- Bugs. They're just disgusting.
- The sight of major amount of blood.
- Judging others.
- When things get way out of control.
- People who whine.[/COLOR]
STRENGTHS:
+ Independent.
+ Understanding and forgiving.
+ Persuasive.
+ Outgoing.[/COLOR]
WEAKNESSES:
- Loud.
- Jealous.
- Push over.
- Wild.[/COLOR]
FEARS:
- To be in an abusive relationship like the one her mother was in.
- To be unsuccessful in life as she gets older.
- Not being a good mother to her children.[/COLOR]
SECRETS:
1. Her mother being abused by her father for several years. Ceiley's father is now in prison, but she just tells people that they are divorced and he re-married.
2. She has a brother that she hasn't met or know about yet.[/COLOR]
DREAMS:
+ Have a well known, recognizable name in the fashion industry.
+ To live somewhere in Europe.
+ Fall in love.[/COLOR]
QUIRKS:
• When she's bored in class, she clicks her pen continuously. It pretty much pisses people off, but to her it feels like it helps time go by faster for some reason.
• Also, when she's bored in class, Ceiley crosses her legs and shakes the leg on top back and forth.
• If she's not paying attention, she begins to bite her nails. Although she eventually grossed herself out of it, Ceiley finds herself putting her pinky up to her teeth at times.
• It's easy to tell when the girl is upset or trying to think because she bites her bottom lip constantly.[/COLOR]
DETAILED PERSONALITY:
Independent » Although she'd love for everything to run smoothly when it comes to her social life (Who wouldn't?), Ceiley's never depended on anyone for anything besides her mother. Turn the whole school against her and she'll still keep her head held high, even if no one's standing by her side at the end.
Understanding and forgiving » Well, if you happen to tell Ceiley off, she'll probably be upset, but eventually, after a bit of explaining, she will understand and back off. If a friend is having a problem, she'll sit there and listen. It's more of a loyalty thing than being understanding. "Forgive and forget" is what she lives by, and most people take advantage of that, but grudges just aren't her thing.
Persuasive » When she wants you to do something, it's pretty easy for her to persuade you to. Most people even wonder if she does it by going to bed with them, but that's most definitely not the case. Ceiley's just good with flooding people with reasons as to why they should do something. She's not afraid to flirt and tease to do so however.
Outgoing » Ceiley's never really had a problem trying to get to know others. Put her in a room with new people and she'll know the basics of over half of them in less than ten minutes. She was taught to not judge anyone no matter what their appearance is or what they come off as, which makes her easy to get along with for the most part.
Loud » That's a great word in the English dictionary that could explain Ceiley so fitly. There's no doubt this girl could ever be quiet. She gets kicked out of a library easily. Poor child, she never gets to read a book. Well, she's not much for reading anyways; unless it's for a school assignment. People are used to her loudness that they can recognize her voice in a group of many people.
Jealous » Don't even try to make this girl jealous (even though it's easy to). Basically, any girl she doesn't really know all that well and has everything in her eyes is on her list of people she envies / possibly dislikes. Anyone that even looks at a boy that she likes in a way that she doesn't 'appreciate', she'll be upset and throw a small fit.
Push over » The girl isn't a total push over, but when she's caught up in the moment she does a lot of not so smart things. Ceiley is just too head strong that she wants to prove a lot of things to a lot of people. Obviously, that's not possible, but it's how she is.
Wild » Miss Johnson is known to be wild. Now, most people would think wild meaning a drinker / druggie. She hates that mainly because of a bad past. Ceiley knows that she can be an extremely fun person to be with at parties without that. Ever since the moment of her birth, Ceiley hasn't cared all that much about rules and such. Restrictions? Hate 'em. Teensy weensy limits? Get out of her way; nothing stops this freight-train, not even wrecks. Tell her she can't do something and she will prove you wrong. Of course, this makes it easy to manipulate her.[/COLOR]
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, YOU DARED TO KISS THE FACE OF THE NIGHT .
[/COLOR][/B][/FONT][/CENTER]James Theodore Smith, Thirty-Five, Currently in Prison, Were once extremely close.[/SIZE][/COLOR]
SIBLINGS: One younger brother, Unknown.[/COLOR]
BIRTHPLACE: Orlanda, Florida.[/COLOR]
HOMETOWN: Orlanda, Florida.[/COLOR]
PETS: None yet.[/COLOR]
NATIONALITIES & LANGUAGES: Ceiley's mother is Polish and her father is Irish. She can only speak English and some Spanish that she is taking. Well, some would say a lot since she could hold a conversation with very few mistakes in that language.[/COLOR]
SONG: Confessions of a Broken Heart (Daughter to Father) - Lindsey Lohan.
I'm not too sure that there's much to explain except if you read the lyrics it completely fits her past. "And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders. Family in crisis that only grows older." Ceiley heard and saw the fights that her mother and father had for years. "Daughter to father, daughter to father. Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?" "Daddy to hold me, that’s what I needed." I feel like I'd be rambling if I explained so.. here are the lyrics![/COLOR]
DETAILED HISTORY: Ceiley's parents never married while they were together. They'd been an 'item' for a year until Katherine Johnson forgot to take her birth control. On their senior prom night, Ceiley was conceived in a cheap motel room not far from the ballroom where prom was held. The young couple decided to stay together, and for their age, they handled the first years extremely well.
Kindergarten was a pain in the butt; Ceiley refused to abide the 'sharing is caring rule'. Alright, well maybe that's a downright lie; she only listened to it when they were sharing with her not the other way around. They shared their things with her, they cared. Ceiley didn't share, so in conclusion, she didn't care. Crying, kicking, screaming, all of that had Ceiley involved somehow.
Well, she was 'severely' punished by not receiving nap time and she had to sit in the corner by herself while the rest played. Actually, it didn't work like that; she sat there, but would whisper to the kids closest to her and they would end up sitting in time-out for her while she played with their toys. Normally that arrangement didn't last long. Ceiley loved to tell that story to her friends as a good conversation starter even though it was clear she was a little brat. Not only that, some people say it was the starting point of the person she has become now, except being a brat.
The family wouldn't be as happy after a while though. Ceiley's father, James, began to stay out later and later. His weekends began to become occupied too. When Katherine accused him of cheating everything turned for the worst. James knew she was right, he was cheating on Katherine. She even told him he had a few weeks to pack his bags and get out. Little did she know that a few weeks would turn into years. He began to drink to relieve the stress. Where was he supposed to go? His family was far from Florida and nobody accepted a random man to live in their home. When he drank, he forgot about all of that. Occasionally, James would go with the woman he was cheating on Katherine with, but mostly by himself. After a while, he began showing up to the house drunk. When Katherine yelled at him telling him to leave immediately, it was the first time he had pushed her.
At first, Katherine felt in charge, but every night he would come home and abuse her, it just drained. She wouldn't say anything because he threatened her, but in the beginning of Ceiley's freshman year, Ceiley had enough. James had never laid a finger on her, because he knew it wasn't her fault. Once though, he was on a rampage and 'accidentally' pushed her fiercely to the wall. They had always been extremely close, but Ceiley's love for him obviously faded away after seeing him do all that damage to her mother. But, him not hitting her, except that one time, only made it easier for her to call the police; not like it was still easy though. Even when James was in prison, Ceiley's mother couldn't get over his threats, so they moved to Boston. Since then, it's been Ceiley and her mother living together.[/COLOR]
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, IN THE COLD LIKE A HUNDRED SOULS ESCAPING .
[/COLOR][/B][/FONT][/CENTER]READ THE RULES?: Of course. They lied when they said that the good die young.[/COLOR]
WHAT'S YOUR SONG?: Confessions of a Broken Heart (Daughter to Father) - Lindsey Lohan.[/COLOR]
SAMPLE POST:[/COLOR]
"Come on darling, we need to get into the taxi now." cooed a soft yet determined voice, a slender hand against the small of the young girl's back. The young girl looked up into her mother's tired eyes and felt her own filling with tears, partly from being woken up so early in the morning and partly from being so confused.
"But Mama, where are we going?" she whined, clutching a frayed white cotton blanket to her lips. The woman turned her face away from the girl and looked straight ahead at her husband, trying to control herself.
"We're just going for a little car ride, Natalia. Just be nice and quiet for Mommy, okay?" she whispered, the frightened eyes of Natalia's two older sisters looking around the group of them frantically as they too were settled into the cab, their father standing at the door. His face was stony and held no emotion, and he took his wife's hand.
"It's better this way, Kara. The children will be in a home with people who will be able to take proper care of them." he reassured her, his strong hand resting against her cheek. Kara's tearstained face was focused on the rear window of the cab as it drove away into the darkness, her eyes wide and misty.
"I hope you're right, Jakob. If not, than I feel that we've made such a terrible mistake.."
It wasn't that they were that concerned about the safety of their children, it was that they were worried over their own safety. They needed nice, clean records to be able to immigrate into America, and having baggage like a couple of children? Completely unnecessary. The cab could only take them so far though, and it soon came to a jerking stop at the side of a dusty rural road somewhere off the border.
"I'm sorry honey, this is as far as I can go with the money they gave me." the ragged-looking driver said in his dejected baritone, and Natalia clung to her older sister Shanna's arm with her lips trembling and her knees clacking together. It was a sad picture, the three of them walking down the road hand in hand, Ilana searching desperately for a phone, or a house, or anything. Being the oldest at nine, she was the only one who truly understood what was going on. She clasped Natalia's hand tightly and walked the two younger girls down a winding driveway to a shabby house parked way back into the forest, the hairs on the back of her neck standing straight up. This place made her feel afraid, but the situation they were in scared her even more. Ilana was willing to put herself at risk for her sisters, to keep them safe. She took fast strides up the steps and knocked at the door, waiting for someone to answer.
"But Mama, where are we going?" she whined, clutching a frayed white cotton blanket to her lips. The woman turned her face away from the girl and looked straight ahead at her husband, trying to control herself.
"We're just going for a little car ride, Natalia. Just be nice and quiet for Mommy, okay?" she whispered, the frightened eyes of Natalia's two older sisters looking around the group of them frantically as they too were settled into the cab, their father standing at the door. His face was stony and held no emotion, and he took his wife's hand.
"It's better this way, Kara. The children will be in a home with people who will be able to take proper care of them." he reassured her, his strong hand resting against her cheek. Kara's tearstained face was focused on the rear window of the cab as it drove away into the darkness, her eyes wide and misty.
"I hope you're right, Jakob. If not, than I feel that we've made such a terrible mistake.."
It wasn't that they were that concerned about the safety of their children, it was that they were worried over their own safety. They needed nice, clean records to be able to immigrate into America, and having baggage like a couple of children? Completely unnecessary. The cab could only take them so far though, and it soon came to a jerking stop at the side of a dusty rural road somewhere off the border.
"I'm sorry honey, this is as far as I can go with the money they gave me." the ragged-looking driver said in his dejected baritone, and Natalia clung to her older sister Shanna's arm with her lips trembling and her knees clacking together. It was a sad picture, the three of them walking down the road hand in hand, Ilana searching desperately for a phone, or a house, or anything. Being the oldest at nine, she was the only one who truly understood what was going on. She clasped Natalia's hand tightly and walked the two younger girls down a winding driveway to a shabby house parked way back into the forest, the hairs on the back of her neck standing straight up. This place made her feel afraid, but the situation they were in scared her even more. Ilana was willing to put herself at risk for her sisters, to keep them safe. She took fast strides up the steps and knocked at the door, waiting for someone to answer.
This was part of the history of one of my other characters.[/COLOR]
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© ASHES / ASHES & WINE ., 2008.
SHE MADE THIS & IF YOU STEAL - YOU'LL DIE.
REMOVE THIS & I'LL SEND LILITH'S HELL HOUNDS AFTER YOU.
[/COLOR][/RIGHT]SHE MADE THIS & IF YOU STEAL - YOU'LL DIE.
REMOVE THIS & I'LL SEND LILITH'S HELL HOUNDS AFTER YOU.
