Post by Alex Maddox on Apr 11, 2011 22:30:00 GMT -5
QUOTE: What's time to me?
Name: Flick Peterson- Real name is Amber, but no one calls her that anymore. Few people know her real name.
Age: 18
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Purple/violet
Appearance: Teenage girl with a decent figure. Wild blond locks with teal dyed tips tucked beneath a loose black toque, bangs scattered messily over violet eyes thick with dark makeup. Loose shirt worn, often slipping down her shoulders and revealing her undergarments, although it didn't bother the somewhat tomboyish girl. Exposed mid-drift with oversized cargo pants fitting her legs. Completing her appearance is a lip ring located to the right of her lower lip, and dark fingerless gloves.
Picture:
fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/098/a/b/nice_to_meet_ya_by_zaphirra-d3djdse.png
Celebrity Face Claim: Bryce Dallas Howard
Personality: Flick's a pretty laid back girl- Likes her video games, skateboarding and prefers the night but she still enjoys a good sunny day as much as the rest. Although she's a bit of a tomboy, it's not to be assumed she shouldn't be treated like a girl. She demands attention with her figure, and is still to be know as a girl as opposed to one of the guys.
Occupation: Student
Likes: Video games, skate boarding, night time, water, rain/sun/thunder
Dislikes:blatant arrogance, snow, veggies, cuts/bruises/scrapes etc.
History: Flick's life was rather typical. Parents separated though it didn't visibly bother her too much. However, she was constantly under the hassle that her siblings were more successful than she. She was the youngest, with two older sisters. Both of whom were off to a brilliant start in their futures with their career's, their life leading to promise and fortune. Their baby sister Amber, however, wasn't so keen on heading to school everyday and spending time on her studies. She hardly bothered to respond to the name 'Amber' anymore, it becoming more of a word promising punishment when being called to discuss grades or detentions. The name Flick had started in her earlier days of high school, her sisters calling her by that as opposed to her real name when they were in a better mood. Thus, she introduced and responded to Flick, not even her parents used her former name. She'd become rather unresponsive to the pair of them.
Sample Post:
“Come on,” Flick complained bitterly, “You've got to be kidding me.” she shot a bitter glance at her teacher as he wrote a note on the pink slip. He didn't respond for a long while. “Maybe next time you'll consider your watch more carefully. You can't arrive tardy every day in class, Amber.” he sniffed, holding the slip out for her to take. Flick's jaw tightened, “It's Flick,” she corrected, snatching the slip from his hand and walking tartly for the door. Lass dropped her skateboard to the floor, stepping onto it and crumpling the paper in the same moment, “Remember it.” she mumbled, through the paper over her shoulder and pushing herself through the door. One sharp turn and she had a steady glide down the hallways, students moving to the walls to avoid her path. She had heard the teacher call her name again- by Amber- though she refused to respond. She'd given him fair warning.
(She's less angry/defiant than this... I swear. XD)
Other Notes: Don't mind the "Name's Scout" on the drawn picture. It was an earlier doodle before I made a final decision on her name...
Name: Flick Peterson- Real name is Amber, but no one calls her that anymore. Few people know her real name.
Age: 18
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Purple/violet
Appearance: Teenage girl with a decent figure. Wild blond locks with teal dyed tips tucked beneath a loose black toque, bangs scattered messily over violet eyes thick with dark makeup. Loose shirt worn, often slipping down her shoulders and revealing her undergarments, although it didn't bother the somewhat tomboyish girl. Exposed mid-drift with oversized cargo pants fitting her legs. Completing her appearance is a lip ring located to the right of her lower lip, and dark fingerless gloves.
Picture:
fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/098/a/b/nice_to_meet_ya_by_zaphirra-d3djdse.png
Celebrity Face Claim: Bryce Dallas Howard
Personality: Flick's a pretty laid back girl- Likes her video games, skateboarding and prefers the night but she still enjoys a good sunny day as much as the rest. Although she's a bit of a tomboy, it's not to be assumed she shouldn't be treated like a girl. She demands attention with her figure, and is still to be know as a girl as opposed to one of the guys.
Occupation: Student
Likes: Video games, skate boarding, night time, water, rain/sun/thunder
Dislikes:blatant arrogance, snow, veggies, cuts/bruises/scrapes etc.
History: Flick's life was rather typical. Parents separated though it didn't visibly bother her too much. However, she was constantly under the hassle that her siblings were more successful than she. She was the youngest, with two older sisters. Both of whom were off to a brilliant start in their futures with their career's, their life leading to promise and fortune. Their baby sister Amber, however, wasn't so keen on heading to school everyday and spending time on her studies. She hardly bothered to respond to the name 'Amber' anymore, it becoming more of a word promising punishment when being called to discuss grades or detentions. The name Flick had started in her earlier days of high school, her sisters calling her by that as opposed to her real name when they were in a better mood. Thus, she introduced and responded to Flick, not even her parents used her former name. She'd become rather unresponsive to the pair of them.
Sample Post:
“Come on,” Flick complained bitterly, “You've got to be kidding me.” she shot a bitter glance at her teacher as he wrote a note on the pink slip. He didn't respond for a long while. “Maybe next time you'll consider your watch more carefully. You can't arrive tardy every day in class, Amber.” he sniffed, holding the slip out for her to take. Flick's jaw tightened, “It's Flick,” she corrected, snatching the slip from his hand and walking tartly for the door. Lass dropped her skateboard to the floor, stepping onto it and crumpling the paper in the same moment, “Remember it.” she mumbled, through the paper over her shoulder and pushing herself through the door. One sharp turn and she had a steady glide down the hallways, students moving to the walls to avoid her path. She had heard the teacher call her name again- by Amber- though she refused to respond. She'd given him fair warning.
(She's less angry/defiant than this... I swear. XD)
Other Notes: Don't mind the "Name's Scout" on the drawn picture. It was an earlier doodle before I made a final decision on her name...