Post by Carla Katy Znader on Nov 18, 2009 21:24:19 GMT -5
C A R L A K A T Y Z N A D E R
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Reflecting my heart showing who I am
Now you're asking me to show
What I'm holding oh so tightly
Can't open my hands can't let go
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HEY THERE. THE NAME IS STAR, AND I AM YOUR AGE.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT TWO YEARS
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE NO ONE
. OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. WANT PROOF?
THE CODE WORD IS ---adminedit---
- - - - nicknames, Carry
- - - - gender, Female
- - - - age, Eighteen
- - - - race, Human
- - - - sexuality, Lesbian
- - - - occupation, Store Clerk
- - - - wealth class, Minimum
- - - - other, Noppe.
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- - - - hair, Brown
- - - - build, Skinny, lack of muscle, lean, little
- - - - weight, 112 pounds
- - - - height, 5,2’ feet
- - - - fashion sense, Changes on her mood, but overall it’s a rather punk-ish with a few more tight fitting clothing every now and again.
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~ Reading
~Music
~ Sunny days
~Doing the right thing
~Helping others the best she can
~Driving
~All Star shoes
~Light colours
~Mixing in with everyone else
~Normal things
~Dog Jem (Doberman )
~Girls
- - - - loathes, ~ Bad people
~Jerks/assholes/guys that want in female’s pants
~Females that make her feel like she is a piece of shit
~Homework, mostly math
~Over working at her mother’s shop
~Babysitting the hell twins (Mother’s friend’s kids, she helps around the shop sometimes)
~Hale taking off without a word
~Waking up pass noon
~Yogurt
~Exams
~How Jem and Hale don’t get along
- - - - strengths, ~Very intelligent
~ Fast thinker
~ Become emotionless at any time
~ Lies well
~ Keeps secrets
- - - - weaknesses,~Family (Jem being family too)
~Being alone and in the dark
~Running
~ Her depression
~ Math
~ Her deepest secret
- - - - dreams, ~Keeping Hale close
~Taking over her mother’s shop
~Die old
- - - - fears, ~Spiders
~Dark streets
~Being home alone
~Bad people
~Horror movies (Is very jumpy)
~Losing someone close to her
- - - - overall personality,~ Depressed
Carla has a very bad past and can’t get over when her life went crashing down. Being rapped changed her forever and she just can’t shake the feeling that twists around inside her. Just pulling down on her mood all the time. She doesn’t see a sunny world anymore and can’t stop the tears that want to run down her face.
~Secretive
Carla has a very good way of keeping things to herself. If you were to tell her something, she wouldn’t tell a soul. No matter how bad it was. She keeps secrets of her own. From her family, she hasn’t told a soul of what happened to her when she was fifteen and that isn’t about to change either.
~Hide/Fake
Carla has learned over the years that she can’t always look how she is feeling and is able to push her emotions away and become numb on almost all matters. She can push up a fake smile on her face, laugh along as if everything is already.
~Shy/Quiet
Since she has locked everyone else out of her life but her family, Carla, doesn’t do much talking. She finds herself having nothing to say at all. When people do talk to her she tries to get out of the conversation and seems almost shy to answer. She doesn’t like people and will do anything to keep herself within her own bubble
~Awkward
Ever since being rapped Carla wasn’t able to look at males the same way. She backs away, trips and flints away from all of them. She will stumble on her words and will jumble her words. She can do that with some females too. If she knows what they are like because she’s very good a looking at what a person is, she become very awkward.
~Kind
when people do talk to her, she does put on a nice tone for show and will be kind towards others. She does it mostly to make her seem as if nothing is wrong, and the fact she works at a dying clothing store. she needs people to want to come to the shop and if she was cold and numb, someone would send her to get help and she really didn’t want that.
~Outcast
Over all Carla has become someone that is invisible, she’s just the freak, weird, smart kid. She quiet, awkward with people and doesn’t try to talk to anyone. She doesn’t have any friends really and if she is with a friend, it isn’t for very long. She also likes it this way because she is able to watch people. Learn what they are like and what they do without having to talk to them. She doesn’t have to play the high school mind games and she is able to stay safe within her little bubble.
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~Mother- Kabira Znader
~Uncle- Ross Znader (Dead)
~Father- Unknown
- - - - pets, Jem the Doberman
- - - - overall history, Carla was born and grew up in New Orleans. Left was pretty normal for the little girl. The only thing that you could call a downside for her was the lack of father around. Even though the man wasn’t around she had an older brother –Hale- to take the role of the man of the house and he did it well. He liked to know where Carla was all hours of the day and they were closer than they were with their mother. It was just how things went, if Carla had a father, she would be a Daddy’s little girl. But her mother and herself still get along great- well most of the time.
When Carla was seven, her mother had saved up enough money for the family to move away from the big town and into something smaller. Her mother opened a shop and soon became busy all the time. She hit off with a great start and kept selling lots of clothing for a long time. That was when the family got Jem. It was mostly for Hale, since Carla was doing much better with the move and lost of mother. Carla helped Hale with training the dog, but Carla had let Hale name her. She was so cute, but sometimes Jem scared Carla a little. The puppy was a wild one at first.
Life was good for Carla, Jem and her even bounded better then Hale and Jem after a few years. Only life was finally not so good and sunny for the Zanders anymore. Hale was starting to go down. It started off with Grades and then got worst after our Uncle Ross died. Killed by some type of wild animal was what they though first, but then they thought someone murdered him. Carla was never close to Uncle Ross, but Hale was and so was her mother. That’s when Carla started working hours in the shop.
Next thing Carla knew, Hale was taking off in the middle of the night, life was slowly falling apart for her. High school second year was when her crash came. She was fifteen, walking home at night after a party. Carla was one of the more loved kids, always going to parties and hanging out with more people than her brain could remember names. She was pulled into an alleyway with a hand over her mouth and a knife at her throat.
That night she was rapped and somehow in all her confusion and fear and straggling, she thought someone was odd about him. Odder than the fact he was rapping her, but she didn’t know what it was. She tired not to think too much on it after she woke up and got herself home. She shut herself up in her room for a day just feeling numb about life. Most people could get over something like that over time, but this was different. He was like some super human or something and sometimes when she wakes up, she can still felt he pains from his grip and how strong he was. The memory is still so strong and haunting her today.
After that she shut everyone out and made sure her home life was only going to slowly change. Her family knew something was wrong with her, but she somehow got them to think it was just a high school thing and she’d get through it. One year later, Carla started working a lot more hours. Just trying to find away to keep her mind from wondering too much. Hale had dropped out of school at some point in all the mess and got a job that both her mother and herself had no idea was.
After that, nothing really changed in her life. It just seemed to stay the same with Hale leaving in the middle of the night, sleeping during the day. Carla mother and herself working many hours just trying to keep the shop going and Carla was doing one more year before she would start working full time with her mom.
- - - - roleplay sample,
((You Should Go To Sleep And Try Not To Dream))
♥---//A slight smirk over took Fair’s doll like lips, as she was called mean. Mean was more fun than just being so nice all the time. Made this long life that much more interesting. The reactions you get from others, it never seemed to get dull. “That’s what I do best” She said letting her small smirk turn into a softer smile before moving on to what came next from Ink’s lips.
Only as Fair listened to him, what she didn’t see coming was that small kiss that came after her messing up Ink’s hair. Most of the time he would just whine about it being all messed up now, or even sometimes get pissed off with Fair. Only as her mind seemed to whirl around what just happened she quickly let her wide eyes go back to normal. She wasn’t about to let him get the better of her, not now not ever.
Fair should just throw him across the room as she hear some off, annoying sound come from the girls that had seemed to keep growing. A frown was deep on her lips and a glare came in her green eyes. They looked sharp and dangerous. “Oh, boy are you going to get it later.” She told him in a soft and quiet voice. Yet the softness of her voice was like poison. Sure it was pay back, but hair was different, a kiss was something that the boy knew he couldn’t get unless he forced her into it.
Normally she’d throw him across the room and then run to Tic, but in this case, Tic was only god knows where, so right about now she was stuck with him, so she quickly jerked her wrist from h is hold but annoyed with Ink and the fan girls behind them.
Sadly as the subject kept on changing show did her train of thought. Only with a kiss it was burned into her head and it was just being placed in the back for later. Something would make her remember and then she would get to do what she does best. Us her magic, but right now a spell she wanted to use on the boy beside her just wasn’t a good idea.
That frown that was so deep on her lips lightened as she laughed and shook her head. Pushing her weight onto one side she said. “Well you really need to get your mind out of the gutter. Dreary you know better than that. It’s more like putting you through before I dress you up. Now that sounds like fun.” She said flashing him a bright smile showing her white teeth.
The amusing conversation on dressing up Ink was not over yet. And it seemed to make her laugh again. “Finding is easy, you can’t put up a fight if I pin you to a wall. Not in a sexual way.” She said glaring at him before he could get any ideas before carrying on as if she had not just glared at her band mate. “Oh? You can’t guess? Well I’ll let you in on why we do it. It’s fun.” She smiled before bring her hand up to pat his head once more almost as if trying to help him flatten out his hair. “Poor little vampire.” She whispered so low that only he could hear her old English accent.
With another quick change of subject, Fair once again moved her weight from one side to the other as she listen closely to her band mate, taking in everything he said. Only as she listened she also was taking in everything around the two of them. Her mind seemed to not have enough to do- seeing as she was standing still- so she need something more to do so she wouldn’t annoy Ink with moving around so much. It was an odd thing Fair did, but it’s not like it could be helped. It was just who she was and what she did. Half the time she didn’t notice she was doing it herself.
Even thought Fair’s mind was only partly with Ink, she still gave off short laughs and even rolled her eyes as Ink thought of himself as “In control.” He could only wish he was, after all Fair had known this boy for a very, very long time. Only went Ink spoke of blood, Fair’s mind seemed to forget everything around the two and moved right back to the vampire beside her.
“You should tell Tic, he’ll get you more. Never been a problem before.” She said with a small shrug as if it was nothing. Before letting her calm not really caring about blood move right onto a smirk as she knew she was going to get to have a little fun. A spell was coming up.
“Thank ya dreary.” She said before closing her eyes and mumbling to herself to the point it was slow low not even a vampire could hear her. As Fair was saying the small chant over and over again, her doll lips did not move, but with a small wave of her fingers and small movement of her hand did she stop and open her eyes.
Glancing over towards the far wall did she see a women dressed in all black with long brown hair falling before her face stepped right out of the wall. She could feel her smile pull its way just a little larger. The spell worked and she was happy to watch the outcome. The women walked in a rather ghostly way across the large room. Moving her way in front of the girls and just after a few steps- after the first few girls- did they start to fall over.
The spell was to make it look as if someone else had pushed them over and bring them to fight with one another. Once the woman in black had made it to the other wall would she disappear leaving a note to whoever the spell caster picked. And Fair watched the girls one by one starting to fall over, pull others long with them before they all started screaming at one another.
With that done did she look back at Ink. “Happy?” She said feeling rather full of herself at the moment.
Only then did Fair seem to look at the counter seeing Ink become rather rude to someone. She felt a small smirk come on her lips. “Now, now Ink no need to be jealous.” She started off patting Ink’s shoulder lightly with her free hand before looking at the boy behind the counter. “Don’t mind him, he’s just grumpy.” She said sweetly, putting on a fake sweet smile. As if she could ever be sweet. But right now she was just playing with the human. It made things more fun.
Only before anyone else could say a word did the two of them leave the counter, Fair was happy that Ink just listened to her as if she was queen of the world. So she lead closer to him , placing her lips close to his ear. “You know doing that isn’t going to get me to sleep with you.” She whispered in his ear before looking forward again, happy to be on their way to the movie.
Only with Ink’s first comment after leaving the counter, did Fair roll her bright green eyes. “Number two. It starts in about three minutes. So get your butt moving so we can get good seats. Not that people won’t move for us.” She said knowing how being a rock star can get you good seats in normal life things. With all of that, it place them only a few feet away from the hallway towards the place where their movie was. In the background as the two of them walked did she hear the lovely screaming and fighting of fan girls. Oh what a day this was turning out to be.
Dare to?//Ink
Up to?//1,332
Looking to?// Outfit
Singing to?//St. Edith -- Ayria
Talking to?//that one hurt my head xD The movie is great you should really see it!
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