Greene, Madison Solar [Finished]

[madisonsamgreene]

* Madison S. Greene ,

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

FULL NAME Madison Solar Greene

NICKNAMES N/A

DATE OF BIRTH April, 21st

AGE Twenty- Seven

GRADE/YEAR Home Economics Teacher

ELEMENT Wind

SEXUALITY Doesn’t like to label people

MARITAL STATUS Single

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

CELEBRITY CLAIM Amber Heard

EYE COLOUR Blue

HAIR COLOUR Blonde

HEIGHT & WEIGHT 5’8 and 119 lbs

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Has a white feather tattooed on the underside of her left forearm.

CLOTHING STYLE She doesn’t have a specific style, whatever she likes in the store at the time.

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

POSITIVE TRAITS

• Compassionate
  
• Worldly, or cultured
  
• Funny
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• Opinionated
  
• Overemotional
  
• Impulsive
  

LIKES

• Festivals
  
• Reading
  
• Creating her own clothes
  
• Cooking and baking
  
• Children
  

DISLIKES

• Confrontation
  
• Conservatives
  
• Overzealous religious groups
  
• Public transit
  
• Stories that end in “and then [they] woke up”
  

STRENGTHS

• Creative
  
• Open-minded
  
• Learning
  

WEAKNESSES

• Unable to be alone
  
• Vague
  
• Passive
  

FEARS

• Afraid of people disliking her or forgetting her
  
• Afraid of the dark
  
• Afraid of spiders (especially if they are in the dark)
  

BEST MEMORY

Her best memory is when she was sixteen and went to a music festival with her best friend and they met Keith Richards in the smoke pit.

WORST MEMORY

Being in a car accident with her family, and her younger sister dying before the ambulance could arrive.

LONG-TERM GOAL

To have a family.

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

MOTHER Annabeth Constance Greene (42), Sells hemp products.

FATHER Sam Richard Greene (42), Sells home made food products(i.e. jams, sauces ect.).

SIBLINGS Juniper Abigail Greene (Deceased)
Ethan Ziggy Greene (20), works at the family farm/store.

HISTORY

Annabeth and Sam Greene met at a music festival and spent a week together. A month later Annabeth found out she was pregnant with Madison at the age of 15. Sam was a friend of a friend of friend so she finally got in contact with him. Annabeth and Sam told her parents they were going to keep the baby and they kicked Annabeth out. Sam’s family was accepting of their choice and they moved into the commune that Sam grew up in.

Seven months later Madison Solar Greene was born. Annabath wasn’t sure about raising their daughter in a commune at first, but when she met Sam’s best friends and realized it was just a big family she decided to stay.

Juniper Abigail Greene was born two years later. Annabeth felt relived when she realized how much support she got from all the families. With two little ones it would usually be incredibly difficult for a seventeen year old, but everyone at the commune always helped when she needed it.

The family went on vacations all the time, to all different places all around the world. They thought that that was the best way for a child to learn.

When Madison was five the family went on a road trip to Alberta for a festival, her grandfather drove the RV off the side of the road when he had a heart attack and crashed into a tree. Juniper, three at the time, ended up dying shortly before the ambulance got there from a punctured lung.

It was hard for Annabeth, she was so distraught, and she ended up starting to work to get her mind off of the death of her youngest daughter. She started working with the hemp and made all different sorts of things using it. She would spend a lot of time with Madison.

The family still went on trips because they knew it was best for Madison to learn all about the world and different cultures, it also helped Annabeth to free herself.

When Madison was seven, her father had to tell Annabeth that Madison would most likely get the gift that himself, and the rest of his family had. It was quite a shock and Annabeth left to stay with her parents.

Just a week later her mother was back with the great news that she was pregnant again.

Madison was homeschooled until she was ten and then her father and mother had to send her to the school so she could learn to control her powers.

She still went to visit her family all the time; it was very hard for her to be away from them.

She never was in a real relationship; she didn’t like the idea of being stuck with one person forever. She went on a lot of dates and slept with quite a few people, both boys and girls. She never felt the need to label her feelings.

Because of her mother and fathers teachings of using the earth to create things she always took cooking and textile classes. She quickly realized she wanted to teach this to children so she became a teacher at her school.

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

YOUR NAME Vicky

YOUR AGE Yes, I’m at least 13

RP EXPERIENCE Gosh…like…seven years…

HOW'D YOU FIND US? I googled

SECRET WORD Silver bullets

RP SAMPLE

The zip tie around Rebecca’s wrists began to tear at her skin, but she continued to pull against it anyways. The entire time she glared at the back of the heads of the men in the front seat. The jeep jerked to a stop and the man sitting beside her in the back grabbed her left arm and began tugging her out. She fought against him, kicking her feet and snarling, but he kept stoic, use to the struggling.

The world had changed in such a short time, but some people seemed to go with the flow easier than others. After King Condon had taken over, first what was Britain and then building the kingdom into other countries, the world had become a difficult place to live in for most people. If someone couldn’t pay the, incredibly large, tariffs, then they would be sent to a work camp until their fee was paid. If this happened more than three times you would strike out and be sold to the highest bidder.

Many people fought against King Condon’s rule in the beginning, but it became increasingly difficult. Rebecca had been one of the people fighting against him, and was known for it too. The rebel group she had been apart of was deteriorating by the week, each time they sent someone out they would either return broken, and bleeding, or not at all. This was the predicament Rebecca found herself in now, defenseless, and probably heading to the execution chamber now.

Her dark brown eyes moved along the building recognizing it at the military headquarters, she had been here many times, but never with an escort. The only way for her group to continue thriving was to keep one step ahead of the enemy, which meant gathering intelligence. They dragged her up the stairs and the door shut heavily behind them. It looked like any military office; the front desk was raised slightly and ran from one end of the room to the other, breaking the place in half. A woman walked up from the other side of the desk and looked down at her, sniffing, she directed the men to the left, pressing a button that opened the door. Rebecca had stopped fighting; she knew that now that she was in the building she would just have to wait it out, hopefully there would be an opening to get away soon. Two men left the group, leaving only Rebecca and two men. She considered for a moment if she could take them on, but the thought was fleeting as she was tossed into an office. The door was locked behind her, but she wasted no time going over to the desk, it had a letter opener right on the top. She poked the tip through the zip tie head and slid the plastic off. She quickly walked over to the big window to see it locked, and from experience she knew the window was ballistic glass.

Reluctantly she took a seat at the desk, opening random drawers; it seemed like it was a spare office, with some office supplies but not at all personalized. Turning on the computer she stared at the screen, it needed a username and password. Henry, her friend, had always been the hacker, and Rebecca had always fallen asleep during his tutorials.

Tears pricked at her eyes but she blinked rapidly, she couldn’t be sure if someone was watching or not. Thinking of her friends seemed to bring on even more emotions, and couldn’t help recall the event of her capture in vivid detail.