Post by sophie on Jul 20, 2014 20:25:24 GMT -5
WELCOME TO THE GENESIS PROJECT,
SOPHIE KATE BELL !
| OUTGOING | FRIENDLY | DAREDEVIL |
SOPHIE KATE BELL !
| OUTGOING | FRIENDLY | DAREDEVIL |
[BASICS]
... easy to say
Name: Sophie Kate Bell
Age: Sixteen
Birthdate: September 2nd
Gender: Female
Species: Necromancer
Canon or Original: Original
[THE LOOKS]
... don't let them get to you
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 135 lbs.
Build: Very athletic
Hair Color: Pale blonde
Eye Color: Baby blue
Distinguishing features: Sophie's most distinguishing feature would definitely be her pale skin, pale hair and blue eyes. She's a bit of a quirky girl in her looks, but still considered beautiful. She doesn't have any tattoos, but she does have her ears pierced once.
Styling: Sophie, despite being in a group home, dressed pretty nice. Typically in skirts or dresses, she doesn't have the need to wear heels like she did at her private school. She takes the time every morning to get up, do her hair and make-up, and look nice. She enjoys looking nice for herself, to make herself feel better about needing to be in a group home to fix her issue. Sophie doesn't really like to be in lounge clothes or sweats, though she does own a few pairs of jeans, designer of course.
Play- By: Elle Fanning
[INSIDE]
who you really are...
Personality: Sophie is very outgoing, always needing to have something to do. She doesn't like to sit around doing nothing all day, one of the many downfalls of living in a group home. Sophie likes to work with her hands, drawing, building, figuring out puzzles, anything. Sophie doesn't like the cliques of school, though she was a part of one herself, simply because she wore nice clothes. She is selfless, always looking out for others when she should be looking out for herself sometimes.
Likes: Drawing, building, running, shopping, animals
Dislikes: Cliques, bullies, television, being cooped up, bad hair days
Strengths: Drawing, sports, making friends, giving advice, styling
Weaknesses: Shopping, looking after herself, reading people's true intentions, English class, a competition
History: Sophie drew up in Tallahassee, Florida, in a very wealthy community with her mom. Her mom was a wonderful woman and all, but she rarely had time for her two children, Sophie and her younger brother, due to her job as a real estate agent. Sophie was usually at home, watching her brother while her mom worked out of town. Sophie went to a private school on a scholarship, though she didn't let anyone know that. She tried to stay out of the cliques of her school, but was quickly sucked in because of how she dressed and acted. Sophie has a great, level head on her shoulders so the popularity didn't go to her head.
But when she started seeing things, her mom had taken her to a specialist, someone she thought she could trust to help her daughter. It tore her mom apart to send her to a group home, so she tried to find the nicest one in Florida so her daughter could get better in style.
[THE PUPPETEER]
... behind the curtain
Alias: Lon
Experience: 2 months
Example of your writing:
Jacqueline was having a busy busy day at the cafe. Tons of customers were pouring through the doors, and most of them were in a rush with an attitude. Several people had given her huffs and puffs because she was having a hard time with the register that had taken this wonderful opportunity to take a shit on her. Her temper was slowly boiling to it's brim. She was two seconds from throwing this mans change at him and telling him to choke on his "steamed, no whip, extra creamer, two shots, extra chocolate, no caramel latte."
Finally he moved on to pick up his drink, and she was greeted with a small break. Leaning against counter, she dropped her head into her hands, shaking her head back and forth. She hated working at the cafe. Everyday she felt belittled by the customers when they had no idea how quickly she could snap their necks with a quick flick of her wrist. Jacqueline never would've thought about killing a person before she was Turned. But now her temper topped most of her other emotions in times of stress and tension.
The bell above the door rang, notifying her of another customer. Standing straight, she heaved out a heavy sigh, "Good morning and well to the...." Looking up, her sentence trailed off at the sight if the customer. It couldn't be. This was the last thing that she wanted. Looking around frantically for someone to take her place, he stood at the counter staring up a the menu.
When he looked down, ready to order, his bright smile falter. Damn she'd missed that smile. Recognition flashed in his features as tears filled her eyes. Erik, the love of her life stood there before her very eyes.
"Do you, do you know what you'd like?"
