Post by tally on Jan 4, 2009 15:54:11 GMT -5
Full Name: Alice Dessderra Raintree
Nickname: Ally, Aly-bear, Cee.
Age: 16
Date of Birth: October Thirty-First
Gender: Male or Female?
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Hair Color: Her hair is a warm brown, with hints of a burgandy red in it that show up more in the sun.
Eye Color: She has wide eyes that seem to scream a childish innocence, yet with hidden pain. They are a warm brown that show quite a bit of deepness and true thought. They always are bright with new ideas and hidden jokes.
Full Description:
Alice could be described as a pretty girl, I guess. She has wide eyes that seem to scream a childish innocent, yet with hidden pain. They are a warm brown that show quite a bit of deepness and true thought. They always are bright with new ideas and hidden jokes. Her nose is slightly angular, and is a bit smaller, but fits her small face. Her ears stick out slightly, but are usually hidden underneath her hair. Her lips are a bit darker than most humans, and are generally, most of the time, chapped, they have a fuller form. She has natural black lashes that frame her eyes nicely. Her hair is a warm brown, with hints of a burgandy red in it that show up more in the sun. She has extremely pale skin, the type that burns quite easily, and blushes like no other day. She almost looks like a little porcelin doll, with her height and apperance, but overall, in personality, she is far from that. Sure as heck far.
Alice has a small frame. Her height is much smaller than a normal sixteen-year-old. Her wild hair and tiny, delicate, look make her look a bit like a pixie. She almost looks breakable when you see her, but she's a bit more durable than you think. Alice has a femine chest and body shape. She has a bit of a unique style, she isn't in to pastels as her mother is so fond of, and a dress is a most definite no-no. She is normally found in jeans and a tank, sometimes a skirt, but thats rare, and she normally likes to wear her pair of graffitti-style converse. She has a tendancy to just throw a brush in her hair and run out the door, so she doesn't really style it much. Her legs and arms are both extremely lean and show hidden muscles brewing below, but normally hidden to the sighted eye. Her overall look is delicate, and almost like a little fairy.
[d e e p e r]
Ability:
Illusions - The ability to conjure false images, and make others believe them to be real. These illusions can be huge and elaborate, often broken by breaking the concentration of the conjurer alone.
Likes:
- freedom
- helping children
- music
- singing
- any instrument
- soccer
- shoes
- lipgloss
- exploring
- swimming
- shopping
- her little sister, Violet
- anmals
- the color red
- making friends
- guys
- science
Dislikes:
- secrets
- being 'different'
- doctors
- needles
- lipstick
- spiders
- tourists
- people thinking that Violet is her daughter
- her parents
- the idea of someone hurting Violet.
- goodbye's
- being lost
Characteristics:
SOCIAL - Alice talks... a lot. She is generally the one that gets in trouble because she just won't shut up. Most of her talk is mindless babble, though, the actual secrets are harder to come. She once spent just about three hours talking non-stop with a large group of people. She is the girl who gets sent outside the room for passing notes or talking when the teacher talked. And generally, she doesn't care. Alice tends to always be talking, and her mouth is rarely closed. She doesn't always make sense when she talks, it isn't because she wants to hear her own voice, its because she feels slightly insecure and talking clears the air.
CLOWN- Alice loves to crack a good joke. She is always the one to be finding the corny jokes and making them like there is no tommorrow. Andie likes to make people laugh, so some of her stunts are a bit wild. She always tends to be the one who will be caught at the front of the room mimiking somebody right when they walk through, or when she was little, stick pencils up her nose infront of the class. Alice gets even worse if she gets drunk, she'll most likely be utterly insane when she is drunk, so generally, she doesn't get drunk. The clowning sometimes over-crowds good judgement.
QUICK TEMPER- Alice has a very quick, and horrible temper. She can get angry from the smallest things, the most insignificant. She will just snap. Her anger flares and she can get slightly violent, and tends to throw things around the room. She gets red in the face and her anger just fuels bad ideas. When she is angry, her decision making skills are pretty suckish. She gets frustrated really easily if something doesn't go her way, which tends to get her in trouble if a photo isn't perfect. Alice tends to throw things when she is angry, and can also get a bit violent, so I'd watch out. Her quick temper can be deadly.
THOUGHTFUL- Alice is generally a thoughtful person. She usually thinks her actions through unless she is going into a blind panic. She knows how to organize her thoughts and make the different ideas work. Andie thinks about all the actions and how they affect life, and just anything basically. She also is the one that will remember your birthday, even if your parents don't, and doesn't care if you forget hers.
LOYAL- Alice is a.....VERY loyal person. She is the type that would slug the bully because he insulted her friend. She will back you up in the best of times and will definitly not allow shit from just anybody. Alice will make sure your safe and happy. She will follow those she is loyal to to the end of the world, even if it harms herself. She will never double-cross you, however much she wants too. If she has a problem, she'll tell you, not to talk behind your back. Alice would lend her arms to anybody, just to get a friend.
LISTENER- Alice is a good listener, she will hear your problems and try to help them. She will sit you down at the table and hear what you have to say, although, it'd better be interesting. Her attention span is long, if your not a moron.
PAITENT- Alice is paitent abut anything. She can wait for what she wants and show it isn't bothering her, and she will spend hours to teach the most tune-less of children how to play music. The way she acts truly does show her paitence in everyday things.
QUICK TO CONCLUDE- Alice tends to jump to conclusions sometimes. She panics over the smallest things and makes her mind stop workng properly, and she just finds the worst conclusion possible. She won't hear true reason when she gets in her 'bad conclusion' mode, and she isn't good to be around. This isn't her best time.
BAD WORRIER- Alice worrys about just about anything, its part of her disorder. She will worry about just anything she can , and will have the weight of the world on her shoulders. She will worry about anything from socks to how the dust is.
TOO TALKATIVE- Alice tends to talk a bit too much sometimes, which causes her to get in trouble. She talks as much bable as ever, and it tends to be useless, so teachers, guards, anybody gets a bit ticked at her. She truly does just need to shut up sometimes.
[d a e m o n]
Name: Corbeau [aka Cor] which means 'Crow' in french. It is unusal that the form seemed to turn that way.
Form: Black Cat [house-cat size.]
Description:
Corbeau's form is that of a black cat. His look is a bit like a younger cat, smaller than most, sort of like how Alice doesn't have a huge stature either. His eyes are a warm brown, and have a bit more human-like pupils than an average cat.. His nose is a complete black, like his pelt. His face is slightly exotic if you compare his cat form against a real, true-blooded cat. His ears are about at the nintey degree and extremely triangular. They have a slight tuff at the end, but hardly noticeable. The fur on his ears seems to be a bit thinner than the rest of his body, and the insides have a slight fur inside, but you can still see a fleshy pink. The fur on his face is a thick black, with no traces of any other color. The black almost seems to go even a bit darker around his eyes, that seem to highlight the warm brown.
His pelt is black, just black. He doesn't have any breaks in the dark color, and is generally, what people think are bad luck if he crosses infront of them. His fur isn't that long, mostly a short haired cat. But it's pretty dang thick. You'd think he was braced for snowstorms. He has small paws and a small, potbelly. His paws looking almost as if they will break with enough of the jumping he does. His claws look like they where sharpened, and are a pale tan. He has a long tail that can curve over his paws easily when he sits perched on a tree.
Corbeau is quite a bit like Alice when you looked closely. Although he seems a bit more docile than Alice's slight temper and curious personality, they are a pair together. With Alice and Corbeau trying to get somewhere that is locked, they can wreak havoc. Cor tends to never be out of sight of Alice, and they seem to have a more connection than average. Some say that Alice can hear Cor's thoughts and vice-versa, which is true, but nobody is certain, since she never talks about it. Cor tends to turn in to a good fighter if someone threatens Alice, and doesn't see to have a problem with touching another human, but Alice usually stops him from doing that.
[f i n i s h i n g;t o u c h e s]
History:
the young love ' '
Willian Jacubes Raintree and Lilla Mackenzay Parker met at a young age. Well, they didn't actually meet before they made love. Lilla and Willian were at a party near the end of highschool, with them both eighteen, and both got extremely and utterly drunk. They had sex, and didn't hear from each other for quite a few days. When Lilla grew ill, she took a pregnancy test, and low and behold, she became pregnant with the Alice you know. She immediatly ran to the abortion clinic, but after pleading of Willian, who wanted to keep the baby, she decided to keep it, but once her young child was born, she wanted nothing to do with. Te baby was going to ruin her life and nothing more. The idea of Willian and Lilla working out was slim, since Lilla was the drunk-all-the-type cocaine addict, and Willian was the valedictorion and already had an advance acceptance to Yale.
But when the little baby was placed in Lilla's arms after she gave birth, an immense love for it appeared, and she decided to try and do anything to make it work. Her little Alice was to have a mother, and that was that.
baby wings a flying' '
Old habits are hard to break. When Alice was about three months, the couple in the small, french town grew tired of eachother. They wanted it to work, for little Alice, but it wasn't going to. Lilla answered everything with a shot of booze and Willian was getting ready to go to school. So they had to do what was best for their little wide-eyed loudmouth baby, they put her up for adoption in the child services. Alice was taken away from her real parents quickly, and she doesn't remember much, but the last thing she truly remembers of her parents is the sound of needle upon flesh for her mothers drugs, and the way the papers smelled to her tiny nose from Will's textbooks.
She spent the first year of her life shuffling between places. Alice was one of the truly curious babies, she wanted to be in to everywhere, and everything. She started crawling as soon as she could, and would cry if she was upset or something smelled wrong to her. She tugged on dog's ears and messed up clean rooms, so she never stayed anywhere more than a month. When Alice was about thirteen months old, she got place with Anne, a nicer, older lady with pale white curls and bright blue eyes that, as a baby, Alice thought twinkled like the sky. Anne had an older daughter, well, not a biological daughter, but an adopted one. Carra was a sweet girl, she loved to play with young Alice.
But after about a year with Anne, she grew ill. Anne was diagnosed with a unique form of cancer that would ultimatly kill her. So for the best interest of the two year old, they moved her out before she could see Anne in a bad situation. Alice remembers the last time she saw Anne, the way tears streamed down her face. Carra was about ten, so she was allowed to stay with her adopted mother until the older women grew worse. Alice was two, and back in the great system of Child Services.
sing the blues of kidden daze' '
Alice was placed with Thomes and Alison Raintree when she was about six, her father's sister and his brother-in-law.She had spent quite a life so far, spinning between so many different foster homes and possible adoption houses, she was growing tired. Thomes, a younger man, about twenty-nine, with thick blonde hair and bright blue eyes, fell in love with the little baby when he first saw her. Alison grew to love the young girl too. It was two months after Alison's miscarrage, and in the end, they decided to take young Alice in with them. Thomes and Alison grew to love her like she was their own daughter, even though she was so much older than the miscarried baby. If you saw the three on the streets, you might wonder what was going on. Little Alice was a bright, playful brunette with dark eyes, Thomes was blonde with pale eyes, and Alison had blonde hair also, but with green eyes, so the three may have been odd, but they loved eachother.
When Alice was twelve, six years after she moved in with Alison and Thomes, Alison became pregnant with a little girl. T She didn't know the change it would have with her new life. Thomes was given a job for being a French Diplomat, and Alison pushed him to accept. The three needed a bigger home, and little Alice needed more clothes and a new blanket. The baby was going to be due soon, and they wanted to have a new start with their new baby, and their adopted baby. When Thomes was offered a chance to move to new york,the couple and their older daughter accepted, and packed up and left.
the rest of humainty doesn't go away when your sent cry'n' '
They got a new start, a new life, in new york. Most accepted them quickly, Alison and Thomes where accustomed to the rich life, as they had a pretty good childhood, and they started to enjoy it. But one person was completely and utterly confused. Alice had never a life like this, one without having to work for her money and have to make her own meal, now they where able to give out money like nothing. So on march third, when young mistress Violet Lily Raintree was born. Alice was ecstatic, her own little brother was here! Alison grew depressed after the pregnancy, and in the end, she was found hanging in the garage.
So Thomes took his two kids accross the country, to santa cruz, , and lied about his family. According to anybody who currently knew, Alice and Violet's mother passed away due to cancer, he scored some pity points for that, and he also lied they where both his children, when in reality, Alice was his niece. She grew popular, but the past still stings. Thomes is never home now, he is either away on buisness or sleeping with some cheap whore in a hotel, so people of the new town think that Violet is Alice's daughter.
When Alice turned sixteen, she was sent to stonebrook. She didn't even submit an application or have an interview, the school called her instead. Her power for illusions completely and utterly stronger than normal, since she could take out an entire group of people. She brought Violet with her to the school, and she never leaves the little girls side, except for classes. Some say that Violet is sprouting her own power of Animal Empathy, since they see her tallking to the animals she can find. Alice doesn't care what they think, all she wants to do is protect her.
A little extra information? Thomes daemon is that of a creature like a hellhound, and Violets is usually a butterfly. If that gives you an idea of personality.
Roleplay Sample:
[this is the most recent I wrote. It is a /reply/ to a post, so the talking and the girl where there.]
A large, meaty-looking man held the smaller girl by the arm, anger pulsing from his red face. A slight smirk of amusement flickered over her face as she tumbled forward with him. A whistle around the fat man's thick neck could show he was some sort of coach, and by the way his face was puffed and red, you could almost see the idioticy beaming from him. She was a bit smaller, her thin body was a bit pixie-like, with the loose curls that tumbled around her face and wide, brown eyes gave an apperance of someone who liked mischief. She wore dark jeans against her thin legs and a red halter fit over her. Around her enck was a small, handmade purple necklace, looking that of a five year old, which it was. Her black flats scraping against the ground as she dragged slightly and the fat man pulled her arm. Around his wrist emitted a pale, radiating braclet, an anti-magic one. Meaning him and whomever he touched couldn't use magic, a teachers piece they kept. She didn't understand why he just didn't stick it around her wrist, but whatever. She wasn't going to complain. After all, some trouble would be fine, but not enough that makes Violet hurt.
"Come on." The large coach growled, Alice could barely remember his name, what was it.....Coach Somethingorother. That is what she would clal him, the only thing that they called him in class was Coach. He pushed open the door to the office with one, meaty fist, and tugged the girl in. A smirk accross her features as she entered the office. It was a fun reason why she was here anyways. The class was supposed to somehow save the 'victim' aka a doll, without using their powers or anything. All Alice decided to do was make an illusion accross the whole class that she got the victim, unfortunatly the coach's cries of incouraging cut her off, and he saw her illusion disappear and the smaller, outcast other kid who wanted to help being halfway accross the court. Alice ran her free arm through her hair loosely as the meaty fist of the coach left her arm and pushed her over towards the chairs where another girl was. The secretary looked at her, than at the coach. "Miss Alice, did you illusion again?" A smirk by her answered the secretary's question. They knew her a bit here, mainly because she didn't see the point in not making illusions to help things, even if the teachers tried to insist her not to. If she had nothing better to do, it amused her.
Alice slumped down on a chair accross from the other girl. Leaning against the back of the chair. She would just get another lecture on 'not using her powers unless absolutely needed' and than they would try and call Thomes, who would pretend he was listening but actually be writing emails on his Palm Pilot or mashing with some whore he picked up for a price at a bar. Than they would send Alice off with detention for a week, she'd go and read books and do her homework, and Violet was allowed to come anyways, so it didn't really make much of a difference. She'd probably get sent to some therapist too about a week later after because they decided that she proably was unruly because of bad childhood and having to take the mother role so early in life and blah de blah de blah. She stopped paying attention quickly afterwards. Than, after a while, her father would return and not remember any of it, dirnk for a while and pretend to be with Violet, than go back to his buisness home. Alice leaned back and watched the roof of the school. Truthfully, she did love it here. It was so..simple compaired to the earlier days of life, there was no abuse here, no men who came in the middle of the night and attacked her, no blood being spilled or fake beliefs,it was just a place of friendship and wonderous magic.
Alice looked back at the coach as he disappeared from the room, the secretary gazed at her disapprovadly, she returned the glare. The women should know by now that Alice was a bit of trouble. She also must know that because of Violet was why Alice did't really do all the bad possiblities she could. Violet kept her grounded and sane, and for one time in her life, happy. She looked over at the girl accross from her and offered a slight smile. "Name's Alice." She spoke.
Password: [ACCEPTED]
Other: I used to be Tally Youngblood from F.ingerprints.
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