BELLEROSE, simone elise [WIP]

[SIMONE ELISE BELLEROSE]

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

FULL NAME as it says on the birth certificate

NICKNAMES if none, put N/A.

DATE OF BIRTH Month, DD.

AGE In words.

GRADE/YEAR

ELEMENT

SEXUALITY

MARITAL STATUS

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

CELEBRITY CLAIM

EYE COLOUR

HAIR COLOUR

HEIGHT & WEIGHT

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES be it scars, piercings, birthmarks, tattoos, just go crazy.

CLOTHING STYLE

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

POSITIVE TRAITS

• at least three
  
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• these are personality traits--positive ones would be funny, friendly, courageous, ect.
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• at least three
  
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• these are personality traits--negative ones would be irritable, stubborn, callous, ect.
  

LIKES

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DISLIKES

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STRENGTHS

• at least three
  
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WEAKNESSES

• at least three
  
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FEARS

• at least three
  
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BEST MEMORY

WORST MEMORY

LONG-TERM GOAL You only need one, don't worry.

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

MOTHER Full Name (#Age), Occupation.

FATHER Full Name (#Age), Occupation.

SIBLINGS Full Names (#Ages), Occupation.

OTHER only those of importance; not the aunt they only see once every five years

HISTORY

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

YOUR NAME Looney

YOUR AGE Sixteen.

RP EXPERIENCE About five or so years.

HOW'D YOU FIND US? An advert on a site.

SECRET WORD Silver Bullets.

RP SAMPLE

The day had been very tiring for Xander, his boss ordering him to do long, tedious things. Not to mention, he couldn't seem to do anything right. If his boss asked him to make one-hundred and fifty-one copies, the man would make one-hundred and fifty. Xander had honestly not gotten much sleep the night before. It was embarrassing, but it was because Titanic had come on, and as soon as he had saw it on the T.V guide, he just knew he had to watch it. Of course, he probably could have recorded it, but the decisions Xander made at ten o'clock were none to be questioned. Needless to say, he ended up staying up until three o'clock in the morning before he finally cried himself to sleep. The movie had always made Xander emotional, especially when Leonardo DiCaprio died at the end. Xander had never been able to take death well, so it only made it worse when cute boys died in movies.

So, when it came time lunch for Xander, he was out the door as soon as his boss told him he could leave. It wasn't that Xander didn't like interning at VooDoo Glow, because he absolutely adored it, it was just the fact that it tired him out so easily. Xander was on his way to his favorite hole-in-the-wall Chinese place, though, when he got a phone call. He had decided to walk there, and was only a block away. Taking the phone out, he answered it, surprised to hear Damien's voice on the other line.

'you should bring me lunch. or we could go out. or something. i'm in the studio, so. see ya.' Xander rolled his eyes at the way Damien treated him. Honestly, sometimes he didn't know why he put up with the other man's bullshit, but he did. There was just something about Damien that Xander couldn't just say no to. So, putting his phone in his pocket, he walked in the Chinese restaurant and ordered enough for the two men to have a feast on.

After paying, Xander headed back to the studio, hurrying quite a bit. He was doing everything but flat out running to get to Damien quicker. He only had about an hour left for lunch, and he wanted to spend as much of it as he could with him. After about five minutes of fast walking, Xander made it, walking right in the studio office. All the secretaries knew his name, mostly because Damien always had him running in and out of there, and he nodded to all of them. He walked back in the back where he knew Damien would be, and opened the door awkwardly. Pushing it open, he entered only to see Damien take medicine. Grinning, he walked over and set the food down close to the other man, sitting down in the chair opposite of him. "Tough day, eh? Silly teenagers finally getting to the great and almighty Damien?" Xander winked at him before he started taking all the Chinese take-out containers out, opening them, and then using the chopsticks he had gotten to start chowing down.

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