PARKER, EMMA ROSE

[TRISTAN KAINE DRESDEN]

* emma r. parker ,

* start with basics ,
[ I'M SWIMMING IN THE SMOKE OF BRIDGES I HAVE BURNED ]

FULL NAME Emma Rose Parker

NICKNAMESEm for short, but only to friends.

DATE OF BIRTH July 16th

AGE 16

GRADE/YEAR Junior

ELEMENT Water

SEXUALITY Bi-curious

MARITAL STATUS Single

* into the mirror ,
[ AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ]

CELEBRITY CLAIM Shay Mitchell

EYE COLOUR Brown

HAIR COLOUR Black

HEIGHT & WEIGHT 5'7'' (5'9'' in heels) -- 130 lbs.

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES A small tattoo of a dolphin on her right hip. It was her 18th birthday present to herself. She also has a scar on the bottom of her left foot, from where she stepped upon broken glass. Both ears are pierced, as well as her bellybutton.

CLOTHING STYLE Her favorite colors are blue and purple. She can be more of a tomboy than a girly girl at times, but cleans up very nicely when it's called for. A rare sight to see her in heels. If she could, Emma would be walking around barefoot. Skirts are rare to see too, but they pop out of her closet a little more often than heels do.

* deeper than skin ,
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]

POSITIVE TRAITS

• Creative -- you can usually catch Miss Emma drawing or merely doodling within the margins of her notebook, sketchpad, a napkin even. Her creativity doesn't stop there either..
  
• Friendly -- she likes making new friends when she can. She is not one to really judge someone at first sight, but..how you treat her will tell that one.
  
• Independent -- can go hand-in-hand with free-spirited. Emma likes doing her own thing, but likes around her friends too. She is not much of a homebody, she can hardly stand doing nothing. It's not like her really.
  
• Calm -- she has her emotions under control for the most part, doesn't let the small stuff bother at all. Emma isn't one to start up fights or drama, but if someone does it first, then it's only fair that Emma gets even with them. Not with violence, though. There are other ways to go about it..like pranks..
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• Stubborn -- can be construed as determination, but still, don't try to change her mind or get in the way of her goals. When Miss Emma goes after something, it's hard to stop her in her tracks for success. She hardly stops until goal is accomplished.
  
• Sarcastic -- her sense of humor can stray into sarcasm, which not everyone is a fan of.
  
• Blunt -- can go hand-in-hand with brutal honesty. She likes to say what's on her mind, no need to sugarcoat things. Emma sees that as lying in a way, because it will hurt when they find out. It's her belief and she'll stick to it. Sometimes, it does get Emma into a bit of trouble, but oh well. What's wrong with being honest with people?
  

LIKES

• Swimming
  
• Drawing/doodling
  
• Being outdoors
  
• Smell of lavender
  
• Comedy flicks
  
• Cooking
  
• Dance
  

DISLIKES

• Gossip/Rumors
  
• Smell of cigarettes
  
• Cockiness in men
  
• Being betrayed
  
• Being taken advantage of
  
• Taste of mushrooms (allergic)
  
• People being rude
  

STRENGTHS

• Loyalty to her friends
  
• Her creative talents
  
• Book-smart (intelligence)
  
• Her athletic ability
  

WEAKNESSES

• Her stubbornness
  
• Tendency to be blunt
  
• Tendency to push her limits
  

FEARS

• Burning alive
  
• Clowns
  
• Losing a loved one
  
• Spiders
  

BEST MEMORY The day she discovered her power. She was at the beach with all of her family. While trying to spin around in the water, she created some sort of tornado. It wrapped around and hid her from view, but it never harmed her. She was so amazed at herself, unsure how she managed to do that.

WORST MEMORY The day she was pushed past her limit and was taken to the hospital. Emma enjoys swimming, but nearly gave it all up at 16 years old. Her father was her coach and he would drill her until Emma could barely do a backstroke. She liked it and all, but didn't really want it to consume her whole life. With all the practices during the summer, she barely ate and that led to her passing out. Her dad has backed off since then, not wanting to lose her little girl.

LONG-TERM GOAL A mark upon the art world, that's what Emma wants. She loves to create art, especially pictures involving water. She hopes to get her work sold and displayed in art galleries or whatever. So that everyone can enjoy her work.

* past reflections ,
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]

MOTHER Theresa Hart-Parker, age 42, local librarian

FATHER Samuel Michael Parker, age 43, ex-military/ auto mechanic

SIBLINGS Henry Thomas Parker, age 21, college student

OTHER ---

HISTORY Emma Rose Parker was born on July 16th, to Theresa and Samuel Parker. Her older brother Henry was about 4 years old, when little Emma was born. Though like typical siblings, they would fight and pull pranks on each other, but through it all..they were pretty friends as well. Things were going well. And then, she discovered her power over water. At first, she was nervous about it. Not sure how to keep it under total control. But then, her mother searched for an answer and found it. The Academy. During the summer before the tenth grade began for her, her father was coaching on her swimming. Since she didn't really have control yet, her father would become drenched by a random wave and she had no clue how it came to be. He would then get mad and push her even harder.

And like I said, she passed out one day during practice. Not a lot of food in her system. He backed off the practices and soon, she was off to the Academy for her second year there. Emma's been learning more and gaining control of her gift ever since. Her older brother wasn't like Emma in this way, so he went through high school the normal route..and graduated. He's currently off to college, going for pre-med.

* puppet on a string ,
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]

YOUR NAME Jules

YOUR AGE over the age of 13 (PM if you want to know my age, I might tell ya lol)

RP EXPERIENCE 3+

HOW'D YOU FIND US? through an ad on another site

SECRET WORD correct

RP SAMPLE

Another day filled with classes has drawn to a close. Elena Flint began to collect her things and put them away into her bag. She had her hair pulled back in a braid, which draped over one of her shoulders. She was dressed in a simple-enough outfit, complete with her pair of red Converse. At first, it would let her blend in a little bit. Not so much, especially with a few people in this school with Elena-radar or something. Elena inhaled slow and deep, as she slid her notebook into her bag.

She then got up from her seat in the back and made her way to the exit. "Elena." her teacher said, as she was about to step out the door. Elena slowly turned around to face her teacher, a half-smile touching upon her lips. A brief moment passed, as the teacher held out something to her. "Your paper." she said. Elena bit her lower lip briefly, realizing that she almost had walked out without grabbing her graded paper first. "Thanks." Elena had answered, taking it from her teacher. Not bothering to look at the grade yet. "You did a really good job, Elena. Don't let those girls get to you, alright?" the teacher added, before Elena walked out. "I won't." she said, walking out.

Her teacher had been referring to the girls who shoved Elena in lunch the other day, had the same last class as her. Those two seem to have it out for Elena since that day she stood up to them. Maybe they weren't used to anyone doing so, at least that is what Elena thinks. She took a deep breath, looking around to see if they waited for her to come out. The coast looked to be on the clear side. At the moment, anyway. Elena didn't plan to wait, so she took off down the hall and soon...she was outside.

She headed towards the grounds, letting her feet carry her. The cool afternoon air blew past her. She barely noticed it, though a little shiver shot through her. Once she made it there, she found her usual spot under one of the trees and settled down. With a quick glance around and not seeing the terrible two, Elena took her notebook and mp3 player out of her bag. One by one, Elena put her earbuds into her ears. She enjoyed making music. It can be writing it or playing it or both. Her mom calls Elena her "little budding composer." Much to her father's dismay. Though he has yet to see or hear her play. Oh well. His loss.

She put a recording of one of her songs on her mp3. Scrolling to find it, she grabbed a pencil. Time to put lyrics to the song. Once she found it, she clicked and it started to play. She began to sing along with the tune, using "la" since there are no words yet.

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