Post by isabella faye warner . on Jan 4, 2009 18:52:20 GMT -5
[/color][/font]ISABELLA FAYE WARNER ,
SOME DAYS I'M A SUPER BITCH ,
NEXT DAY I'M YOUR SUPER GIRL !
I'D STAY THE HAND OF GOD[/color]
BUT THE WAR IS ON YOUR LIPS[/font][/center]
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BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES[/color]
EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED[/font]
NAME MEANING:
NICKNAMES: pride , bellz , warner .
SEX: female
AGE: seventeen
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
ETHNICITY: one half italian , one half american
MEMBER GROUP:
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THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT[/color]
AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION[/font]
HAIR:
isabella loves her hair. it is by far her favorite part of her facet. unlike her father , jeffrey's jet black locks , she inherited her mother's soft , chocolate brown colored , hair . it's naturally wavy , though you'll occasionally see her straighten it , depending on whether the occasion is formal or not . usually , she tends to just throw it up into a messy updo or let it hang loosely upon her thin shoulders , so that her collarbone doesn't stick out awkwardly against her slightly pale skin . she's always preferred to keep it at a longer length , as she truly hates the look of short or even medium-lengthed hair on her . in her opinion , it's always looked horrible , as it does on her mother , in her opinion , though she wouldn't ever tell della , her mother that .
EYES:
with wide, dark brown , almost black , doll-like eyes, she's always been easy on the eyes . they tend to widen even more , if it's possible , when she's surprised or happy , and she also has the tendency to give a flirtacious look though not knowing it . she's rather misleading with her looks and expressions and this is hardly a good thing . it tends to get her into trouble with guys and into situations that might not be able to get out of . still , her eyes are very pretty , and they're usually the first things that attract someone to her , despite her often soft and misleading first-impression .
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'3" & 114 ibs
BODY TYPE: lean , thin
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BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME[/font]
herself , sex , friends , laughing , shopping , smiling , margaritas , night time , music , poker , nordstrom , pizza , hanging out , parties , talking , IMing , dogs , fashion magazines .
DISLIKES:
pitty stories , cockiness , judgement , too much food , fish & fishing , bubblegum smacking , taxes , snobs , over-the-top prudes , dirt , feeling overweight, excessive weight , working out , people worrying over her , closing up , venting frustration .
STRENGTHS: shopping and being witty .
WEAKNESSES: weight issues , afraid of commitment .
HABITS/QUIRKS: kinking her eyebrow .
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
isabella is very prideful person , she is very vain and loves herself she as the love of her own excellence , and is always proud of herself . to must pride is thus seen as a positive , correct life-affirming attitude to have , as it celebrates one's achievements and promoted selfworth . it is achieved by consistently practicing productiveness , rationality , independence , honesty , integrity , justice and all of the other virtues , and the end result is one of the self esteem .
that is what isabella is , very proud of herself , and very vain . she will always be looking in a mirror , loving herself , and making sure everyone else does . she might not be perfect to other , but to herself she is , and there is no way around that . but even with that she has always had a problem with her weight , just the fact that she feels as if though she must always be perfect in any way shape or form has cause her a lot of body issuses , she was aneroxic for most of her teenage life , and it still hating food .
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LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE
MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS[/font]
della warner , fourty , mother , vogue ceo .
jeffery warner , fourty two , father , actor .
SIBLINGS:
only child
OVERALL HISTORY:
born and raised into a beautiful family of a famous magazine ceo , and a stunning a list actor , isabella was always in the media , and she loved it . seeing herself in magazines , and living in a huge mansion with her mother and father , being spolied , and being one of the most popular girls in school . she loved it , and that is one thing she will always agree with you on . i mean , living in a mansion like the one she did was amazing , her mother taking her to photoshoots , her father giving her small roles in the flims he was staring in . she was always the center of attention ; and what she loved most about all of this is that all her friends envied her life of the rich and the famous , and always tried to make her like them . in other words the more attention the better .
though growing up became harder , since she loved being perfect she always tried to . when she was fourteen her boyfriend told her if he lvoed her she would have sex with him , all her friends did it , so she thought it would help her be perfect so she told her mother she was going to his house that night , and his parents weren't there . they went up stairs , and she laid down on his bed and he laid down next to her , they had a short conversation before he placed his lips on hers , then his hands went under her shirt , and closer to her brest . she began feeling not ready , but kept on kissing him . he then slide his tongue down her throat , and being stripping her down . that night she had sex with her boyfriend .
the next day she told him that she had a good time , but that wasn't why she wanted a boyfriend , he called her a fat ass and told her to leave him alone . after that day she began looking at her body and began throwing up after she eat ; she became sick . but now she is over that boy , but has huge trust and commitment issuses , she got help for her anorexia , and is now eatting better . is still very popular and prideful , and has a huge sex life . she is living life with her friends , the seven sins , and enjoy being perfect and vain .
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LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU[/font]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
esme octivia van burke
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[/size][/center][/font][/size] walked through the darkest halls her beautiful hazel eyes had ever laid on , every step she would take would make a weird and creapy sound , in the background she could hear a low voice it sounded like a low and faint scream for help , but the noise was too low to make out . as esme got closer to the screaming , which was obivously yelling and begging for someone to stop , and it was coming from before a closed door . the girl slowly turned the knob and the room , more like chamber was pitch black , the only thing she could see was a small bed in the middle of the darkness and two figures which seemed like a male on top of a girl , holding her down , and putting his tongue down her throat , as she only tried to scream . esme's pale figured walked closer to the bed , and stopped the girl under was her , the male was her step father . the girl on the bed then reached out her hand to esme , and esme tried to hold it but then she realized the man was no longer on top of the girl who was really her when she was younger ; he was now behind the real esme and pushed her down to the bed , and began kissed her , as she placed her hands on her chest and pushed , in hopes of getting him off from her , she failed . and the guy tore off her skirt and green tank top , and began touching her , esme opened her mouth to scream but nothing came out , as if she had become mute for that moment .e s m e
t h e n[/i][/color][/font][/size]esme screamed and opened her eyes , she looked around and quickly realized she had been sleeping and having another nightmare about the step father who abused her when she was young . the nineteen year old then left a tear run down her check , she just let it flow , nobody would ever know about the abused and about her tears ; and thats how esme prefered it . not a single person had find out about her past , it was her past after all , and nobody had to know about her problems ; cause honestly who cares ? the auburn haired girl then looked out her window and noticed it was bright and beautiful outside , the exact oppisite of how she felt , but she might as well make the most of the day . esme then unwrapped herself from her vevelt soft bed sheet , and got out of her queen sized bed , which held only one person in it , of course that would be esme . she walked into her master bed room and grabbed her tooth brush and began cleaning her already white teeth , as she brushed , her thoughts began drifting she remember the first time her step dad walk into her room and took of her belt and wipped her with it , and told her to take of all her clothing , she was only seven at this time , but that memory will haunt her for the rest of her life ; well being raped by only would , but by the man who was also sleeping with your bitch of a mother was even worse . esme spit out the tooth paste into the sink , then rinsed with the water ; after that she rinsed out with the mouth wash . esme then washed her face , and made sure to had cleaned her face well ; yeah , you can say she took good care of herself . she then walked out of the bathroom . t h e[/font][/size] young girl then laid on her bed once more , grabbed her remote control and began watching the television , maybe for about an hour . her eyes were glued the the different reality reruns on mtv that she couldn't watch due to the fact while they were airing the show , she was probably sleeping with a random guy how took her to his house . yes esme was easy , she could always get naked and just have sex , it was not big deal to her . probably since she lost it at such a young age . esme also got some type of sick relief being called a 'whore,' even though the meaning is bad , to her it is good . she gets to have sex with men she wants to , she gets to choose , and not do it by force . it also ruin her family name , which was something her mother had worked on for years , making a good name for her family . but since esme's mother hated her , she really did not care , it's like if her mother doesn't not love her , why should she try to make her mother proud . which is hard , since that's all esme ever did try to make her proud , until she realized it was no use ; her mother never wnated a child , and that's something that was not esme's fault , her mother should have left her legs closed , and maybe esme would not have to deal with all this pain , and act happy go lucky . but even with that in the back of her mind , she was able to pay attention to the show on the television . until she felt her stomach rumble a bit , she looked at the clock and it read two fourty three p.m , she had slept in late , and now she had to eat something . s h e[/font][/size] got up from her bed , then noticed the maid walk in , her accent was very noticable but esme did not mind . the maid asked her if it was ok for her to make esme's bed at this time , esme simply nodded then grabbed some clothes and walked into the bathroom . esme was very rich , her father being a former actor and her mother been the editor and cheif of the elle magazines . but there was a time when her family went through a rough patch and went poor , esme stole , she is in love with shopping and she could not and refused to buy hand me downs from goodwill . so she stole from high end stores , who knew how important she was . of course she got caught every once in a while , but it worked out most of the time and she looked very weathly even though she wasn't . she walked into the bathroom and began to run the hot water and got into the shower tub , and began soaping up her stunning body , and putting her great smelling shampoo on her long and soft hair . once she took out all the soap from her body , and shampoo from her hair she put the conditioner in her hair , and quickly finished . she then wrapped her soft blue towel around her body , and got out of the tub .esme soon got dressed in her outfit , cute high heels , before hair drying her auburn hair , she decided to leave it straight ; next stop was the make up , she made her eye shadow match the color of her shirt , then put on a bit of eye liner and masacara , she toned up her cheeks a bit with blush , then put on her long lasting red lip gloss . she looked amazing . e s m e[/font][/size] finally walked out of her bathroom , and noticed the maid was already done with her bed , and out of her room . esme grabbed her vintage coach bag , and her black and white dior sunglasses . the very fashionable girl took one last look in the mirror , she smiled at herself , noticing she looked great , not perfect even she was not that vain , but good enough to make other women jealous and men want her . the nineteen year old walked out of her house , and up to her car . getting in she started it and finally drove off to the cheese cake factory , it wasn't really all that great , not compared to what she usually eats , but it was great for lunch ; this was pretty much her fast food . she parked her car , then walked in . "table for one ,"[/color] she told the hostest as she noticed a very cute boy standing on the other side of her , once she finished speaking she looked at the male winked and smiled , then looked at the hostest who was picking up a menu , and telling her to follow her to a table . once they got to the table , esme sat down and the hostest gave her the menu then walked away , as esme looked for a what to eat ; which was a big list of food , and took her a while to figure out what to eat , but once she did she told the waiter and waited for him to bring her cherry coke - a - cola , and as she waited she took out her cell phone and got on the internet and began checking her myspace and facebook .[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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n o t e s ,[/font][/size] i lost my muse half way threw the post , sorry .
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