Post by Sara Eeno on Feb 12, 2008 12:30:44 GMT -5
Name: Sara Drusilla Eeno
Age: 19
Band Member
Name of Band & Position: The Plastic Smiles - Bass
Personality:
Sara is loud, exciteable, and confident. She cannot go long without poking someone or shouting something really loudly. Although seeming quite annoying, Sara can be adorable with it too. The way she acts make her seem like a five year old trapped inside a womans body. Her bubbly attitude is uplifting, but also can wind people up at times. She seems too happy in serious situations, and cannot act serious to save her life, which can get on peoples nerves. A great personality for a party, but not if you want some adult conversation.
Despite being so immature, Sara has a dark side. She loves taking risks, and would do anything for a bit of a thrill. Drugs, sex, drink, urban sports, parties with strangers etc etc. This can lead to brushes with the law, ending her up in trouble.
Appearance:
Hobbies:
+All night raves
+Drawing
+Photography
Likes:
+Boys
+Girls
+Drugs
+Raves
+Music
+Gigs
+Dancing on tables
Dislikes:
+Ugly boys
+Ugly girls
+Sad people
+Boring people
+Paperwork
Sample Role Play:
(From Killington Academy)
Elliot caught his reflection in a window on his way into the gym. He pulled a face. His style was one of an individual, and as much as he had tried to show this in his winter formal outfit, he was not impressed. He was wearing baggy jeans, instead of his regular tight pairs, and white shirt, that he wore open at the collar, exposing colourful tattoos, and to complete it, a black, pinstripe blazer with the buttons still undone. Sure, it was not really formal, but at least it was different from his usual. However, his peircings were still in. Snake bites; studs instead of rings, and his left eyebrow ring.
It really was not his choice to turn up that night. But he had been told, several times in fact, if he did not start showing some effort in his school career, he would risk expulsion. Normally, he would just laugh, but this time his probation officer had joined in with the disapline. If he was expelled, back to prison he would go. This ment he could now be bothered to drag himself out of bed and to this party or whatever it was. He didn't care. Just as long as he didn't go back to jail.
For someone who didn't want to get in more trouble with the cops, he was not doing a very good job. The pocket of his jeans held, his cell, wallet, and a small packet of Ecstacy. It had been a while since he last got high, and he was sure he would get bored, so he decided a couple of E's would sort him out. And maybe the other kids too.
With another groan, Elliot continued his way into the gym. He was hoping either Sara, or Evan would not turn up. Of course he wanted on of the two there, but not both. Definately not both. Sara, had been hurt before, and for once he seemed really into a girl, and did not want to lose her before he had even got her. Then there was Evan. He was the only one who really understood his twisted little mind. Elliot needed someone like that. But yes, Evan knew he was probably just another good fuck, and their relationship would not last long, but there had to be something there.
Elliot, with a sigh, pushed open the gym doors. They banged against the painted walls as he waltzed in. He let out a small laugh as he took in everything. Some poor sap had ended up decorating the dump, though he had to admit they had done a good job. Still, he could not believe they had even bothered.
Age: 19
Band Member
Name of Band & Position: The Plastic Smiles - Bass
Personality:
Sara is loud, exciteable, and confident. She cannot go long without poking someone or shouting something really loudly. Although seeming quite annoying, Sara can be adorable with it too. The way she acts make her seem like a five year old trapped inside a womans body. Her bubbly attitude is uplifting, but also can wind people up at times. She seems too happy in serious situations, and cannot act serious to save her life, which can get on peoples nerves. A great personality for a party, but not if you want some adult conversation.
Despite being so immature, Sara has a dark side. She loves taking risks, and would do anything for a bit of a thrill. Drugs, sex, drink, urban sports, parties with strangers etc etc. This can lead to brushes with the law, ending her up in trouble.
Appearance:
Hobbies:
+All night raves
+Drawing
+Photography
Likes:
+Boys
+Girls
+Drugs
+Raves
+Music
+Gigs
+Dancing on tables
Dislikes:
+Ugly boys
+Ugly girls
+Sad people
+Boring people
+Paperwork
Sample Role Play:
(From Killington Academy)
Elliot caught his reflection in a window on his way into the gym. He pulled a face. His style was one of an individual, and as much as he had tried to show this in his winter formal outfit, he was not impressed. He was wearing baggy jeans, instead of his regular tight pairs, and white shirt, that he wore open at the collar, exposing colourful tattoos, and to complete it, a black, pinstripe blazer with the buttons still undone. Sure, it was not really formal, but at least it was different from his usual. However, his peircings were still in. Snake bites; studs instead of rings, and his left eyebrow ring.
It really was not his choice to turn up that night. But he had been told, several times in fact, if he did not start showing some effort in his school career, he would risk expulsion. Normally, he would just laugh, but this time his probation officer had joined in with the disapline. If he was expelled, back to prison he would go. This ment he could now be bothered to drag himself out of bed and to this party or whatever it was. He didn't care. Just as long as he didn't go back to jail.
For someone who didn't want to get in more trouble with the cops, he was not doing a very good job. The pocket of his jeans held, his cell, wallet, and a small packet of Ecstacy. It had been a while since he last got high, and he was sure he would get bored, so he decided a couple of E's would sort him out. And maybe the other kids too.
With another groan, Elliot continued his way into the gym. He was hoping either Sara, or Evan would not turn up. Of course he wanted on of the two there, but not both. Definately not both. Sara, had been hurt before, and for once he seemed really into a girl, and did not want to lose her before he had even got her. Then there was Evan. He was the only one who really understood his twisted little mind. Elliot needed someone like that. But yes, Evan knew he was probably just another good fuck, and their relationship would not last long, but there had to be something there.
Elliot, with a sigh, pushed open the gym doors. They banged against the painted walls as he waltzed in. He let out a small laugh as he took in everything. Some poor sap had ended up decorating the dump, though he had to admit they had done a good job. Still, he could not believe they had even bothered.
