Post by `jenna lombard on Jun 27, 2008 15:47:35 GMT -5
Scream My Name
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You say the sweetest things and I
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my name is nadine,
i'm a seventeen/girl living it up in my state california.
I have one of yr rping years of roleplaying and one character.
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Baby Your A Fake[/i];;[/SIZE][/color][/font]
full name in lowercase>> jenna catherine lombard
nicknames>> jen, jennie, jenny
age>> eighteen
birth date>> march 10th
sex>> female
local or tourist>> tourist
School >> Manhattan High
If Manhattan High do you attend Marylin School of the Arts?>> no
If so what are you studying there>>(Manhatten High Students only)
face claim>> olivia wilde
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Look In The mirror[/i];;[/SIZE][/color][/font]
hair color>> blond, had been dyed brown
eye color>> blue-green
height>> 5' 7½
weight>> 126 pounds
build>> slender
distuingushing features>> tats, piercings. etc?
appearance>>
Jenna stands a tall five foot seven and half and weights one hundred twenty four pounds. Because she is so tall her weight doesn't matter much to her. However her body is very slender because of it. Her hair was naturally blond, but she had it dyed dark brown later on. Jenna's hair falls a little past her shoulders and varies from curly to wavy. It has a faint blond sheen to her hair that people can see if they look closely. Her eyes are an unusual blue-green color that comes from neither parent, but the only person who has something close to it was her father's green eyes. Her eyebrows are in an arched view near the middle. Jenna's lips are naturally a pale pink color.
Her apparel is usually only jeans, jacket, tennis shoes, and a tee-shirt. She rarely goes all fancy and clothing brands when she goes out. However the only thing that she is fine is the uniform she must wear. Jenna cleans up very well and looks nice when she dresses girly. Yet Jenna doesn't choose to wear anything like that unless it is a must and is needed. Overall her appearance is very down-to-earth and causal.
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It's All About Me[/i];;[/SIZE][/color][/font]
likes>>
• orchids
• laughter
• writing
• success
• chocolate
• pizza
• music
• the color green and blue
• water
• fun
• tennis
• track
• sensitivity
• friends
• support
dislikes>>
• b.o.
• excuses
• lies
• heat
• pressure
• cruelty
• messes
• fighting
• complaining
• two-faced people
• egotistical people
• danger
strengths>>
• finding the best quality
• being honest with someone
• playing tennis
weaknesses>>
• dancing in general
• finding the right words to use
• expressing true, genuine feelings for another: romantically
goals>>
• become a successful journalist
• find true love
hobbys>>
• writing
• playing tennis
• collecting sea shells
• going camping
personality>>
Broad-Minded ;; Jenna is a very tolerant person. She looks through what other people see and try to understand. Her wanted career as a journalist makes her see through many perspectives. It makes her somewhat very social and curious. A common saying that comes along 'Don't judge a book by its cover' Jenna tends to be that way. The female digs deep into a person to see what they are really like. Yet she won't plead the person who she wants to know more. Jenna likes to take things slowly then rapid and reckless. She won't get mad when someone has a different opinion; she'd like to find out why. Her thoughts on people aren't always quick; she hates to draw conclusions to a person without getting to know them.
Curious ;; One of her stronger traits is she exceptionally adventurous. Her heart leads her to unwinding adventures that can almost get her in jail. Jenna's love for just plain looking around and learning takes her to many places. This girl can't just sit down and stare blankly into space while there is so much to do. Her mother had problems with Jenna being curious; it usually makes her business look partly bad because of the trouble she had gotten in trouble. Still she continues to be that way. Jenna can usually be found outside most of the time instead of being at home, she is very active. You can probably see her once in awhile.
Reserved ;; Jenna can be categorized as one of the quietest people in some of her classes. She rarely talks to anyone unless she is really good friends with the person. Her friends know that Jenna can be as loud as anyone, but barely shows that side to others. When she talks to others she is very attentive and gives the person a heads-up that Jenna is going to listen. She is also good at catching a lie in the midst of a conversation. Of course, she might ignore it if it's not much, but if it was a big one she will tell you. Jenna's loud side only comes out once a day, you might see her in the making.
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Go Back In Time[/i];;[/SIZE][/color][/font]
father>> hector lombard; 54; attorney; alive
mother>> marie
siblings>> julia lombard; 12; student;; deceased
pets>> none
hometown>> d.c.; washington
history>>
The Lombards first lived in D.C., Washington. Hector had finished college, gaining his degree in law, and had been married to Marie Newton. Their wedding had been done a month back and Marie was pregnant with Jenna. Marie and Hector had been living in Hector's parent's house for the few months they were together. The home was close to the local hospital. On March 10th near midnight, Jenna was born. The family had first stayed in D.C. for only a year and had decided to move to Manhattan to start a new life with Jenna. Her childhood was very sheltered. Jenna was protected almost each day by her mother who was very cautious of her child.
Life was hard for them at first, who had a new member of the family, Julia. Marie was always busy with her new business of wedding planning. Hector had slow job days and had only begun to stay late hours, he rarely ever stayed home. Julia and Jenna were always together and just hanging out. However, something occurred when Jenna was only sixteen and Julia twelve. Julia had decided to go across the street in the evening to sleep over with her friend. When she was walking to the house a drunk driver hit her. Sadly, she was able to live for a week and soon died.
Hector and Marie were in plain shock. They mourned and wept. Jenna was scarred for life as she said. She had just let her sister go on with out her. She felt horrible. The days passed and things got better than before. Jenna's parents were always busy with their new successful jobs and Jenna was always out of the house exploring the area with her friends. Her parents were had become more panicky and wanted Jenna with someone at all times. Luckily Jenna had someone around that would cover for her when she was going out alone. Jenna was smart enough to know how to cover her trail.
Her school years were a breeze. Jenna gained a small amount of friends because of her reserved quality, but enjoyed hanging out with them. Her grades were passing, but her mother would always make sure she went to a tutor for subjects that needed help. She was able to get time and still be with her friends. However for the boy factor it wasn't so good because of the time she had for that section of her life. Her father didn't allow it until she was in high school, but Hector is still watching out for her. Jenna's life is very balanced, but sometimes things get out of hand.
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Fairytale Ending[/i];;[/font][/color][/size]
did you read the rules>> all for one
wanna rp sometime?>> sure, why not?
member title>>
roleplay sample>>
The smell of the sea and a mixture of sweat lingered in the air. After Jaclyn had lived in Italy for so long she had never been so used to it. The bays and ports smelt of fish and the scent of vodka in the midst. The people of the capital would have merely brushed the scent away like a fly swatter, but most tourists would be quite revolted. Everything seemed so much better than living in Italy with her family—her father. Their relationship was one of the worst ever since she had dyed her hair. Her memory of the day was one of the most treasured in her mind. It was something that was as bittersweet as the truth. Hicks Bay was her new home for now. Jaclyn had a very strong feeling that she could be enjoying the year she'd be staying.
When she finished her last year at school she had promised her mother she could return home. The Italian girl had another thing in her mind. She wished to return to Hicks Bay and stay with her Aunt Sadie yet again. Aunt Sadie would be glad. The thirty two year-old would have nothing better in her life besides going drinking. Aunt Sadie wouldn't be sober for a long time. She was a troubled person after her recent breakup with her long-term boyfriend. The best thing in her life was probably taking in Jaclyn, which could be categorized as discovering of taking someone else. As for Aunt Sadie's job, she was a worked outside of Hicks Bay, in the city as an accountant. How believable for someone who get take at the most twenty one shots a night.
Jaclyn opened the glass door to the Blue Sails. As she entered her she was aerated by the air conditioner. The days weren't as hot as Aunt Sadie had told Jaclyn, exaggerating was the best guess. However, after listening to her aunt drone on about Hicks Bay, the only thing that seemed to have entered her mind was the place she forbade her to go, the Lighthouse. Her aunt didn't explain a lot. She murmured and mumbled numerous times. Jaclyn was the type of person who wanted to know more than she was hearing. Other than the, Jaclyn had basically nodded through the entire thing. The guardian had also recommended the Blue Sails eatery.
Her blue-green eyes scanned the eatery. There were many locals that had nestled in the eatery. By the looks of it they had been here for some time just talking. Jaclyn was desperate to learn more of Hicks Bay, but her aunt had scooted her to get a Pavlova for her. Jaclyn had never heard of a Pavlova, it sounded exotic. The girl could hear her stomach grumble as she thought of the name. Aunt Sadie had said it looked somewhat like a fruit tart. Jaclyn, being the noob of the place really had nothing to lose. Maybe after her aunt was asleep she could sneak out to the Lighthouse. Then, a feeling erupted inside her, maybe she shouldn't. It felt like a sign of remorse.
When she finished her last year at school she had promised her mother she could return home. The Italian girl had another thing in her mind. She wished to return to Hicks Bay and stay with her Aunt Sadie yet again. Aunt Sadie would be glad. The thirty two year-old would have nothing better in her life besides going drinking. Aunt Sadie wouldn't be sober for a long time. She was a troubled person after her recent breakup with her long-term boyfriend. The best thing in her life was probably taking in Jaclyn, which could be categorized as discovering of taking someone else. As for Aunt Sadie's job, she was a worked outside of Hicks Bay, in the city as an accountant. How believable for someone who get take at the most twenty one shots a night.
Jaclyn opened the glass door to the Blue Sails. As she entered her she was aerated by the air conditioner. The days weren't as hot as Aunt Sadie had told Jaclyn, exaggerating was the best guess. However, after listening to her aunt drone on about Hicks Bay, the only thing that seemed to have entered her mind was the place she forbade her to go, the Lighthouse. Her aunt didn't explain a lot. She murmured and mumbled numerous times. Jaclyn was the type of person who wanted to know more than she was hearing. Other than the, Jaclyn had basically nodded through the entire thing. The guardian had also recommended the Blue Sails eatery.
Her blue-green eyes scanned the eatery. There were many locals that had nestled in the eatery. By the looks of it they had been here for some time just talking. Jaclyn was desperate to learn more of Hicks Bay, but her aunt had scooted her to get a Pavlova for her. Jaclyn had never heard of a Pavlova, it sounded exotic. The girl could hear her stomach grumble as she thought of the name. Aunt Sadie had said it looked somewhat like a fruit tart. Jaclyn, being the noob of the place really had nothing to lose. Maybe after her aunt was asleep she could sneak out to the Lighthouse. Then, a feeling erupted inside her, maybe she shouldn't. It felt like a sign of remorse.
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