Post by amber on Mar 28, 2009 15:18:33 GMT -5
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amber elizabeth jones
mask of deception;
[/font][/size]full name; amber elizabeth jones
nickname(s); none
age; seventeen
birthday; may fifth
grade; senior.
species; fairy
gender; female
sexual orientation hetero-sexual
canon or original; original
uncovering the truth;
[/font]personality;
HYPER..Amber is a very hyper girl who loves to jump around and have a great time. She is very kiddish and can come off as very immature due to her hyperness and somewhat annoying behavior. This is probably makes it hard for Amber to make calm and more mature friends, but she does seem to attract the more louder and trouble making kids which Amber doesn't mind since that just means that her life will never be boring.
FRIENDLY..Amber is a very friendly girl who is willing to be friends with practically anyone. She is very blissful and would rather not know the horrible truth and can act very naiive at times around people that she would rather not know the truth about so instead she just acts overly friendly and avoids any conversations that get to serious for her liking. There is no point in knowing the truth if the truth is only going to hurt. That is what Amber tells people when they confront her about her blissful attitude.
LOUD..Amber is super loud on a regular basis and can rarely ever keep her voice down. She loves loud things and can't stand being in quiet rooms or surrounded by quiet people which is probably the reason why you never see her in a library or around all of the nerdy kids. She has nothing against nerds or anything since she does know quite a few, but she just doesn't hang out with them since they are pretty quite and overly serious people.
SHY..Amber can be overly shy, but that is only around a guy that she is attracted to. Though feeling that pull towards a guy is rare for Amber since she doesn't actually believe in love. She believes in being attracted to someone or being in a high school fling, but she refuses to believe in love since it is impossible for people so young to find their soul mate so fast.
SCARED..Even though she refuses to admit it she is honestly scared of everything. She is scared of werewolves mainly, but she'll put on her naiive act and pretend that everything is okay for some wolves and shape-shifters, but even with those she is still distant and wary around. Just because something happened in you past doesn't mean that you don't have to let it affect your future, but Amber disagrees completely with that statement.
LOYAL..Amber is a very loyal person once you get past her loud and crazy behavior and if you are able to put up with her bitchy and heartless moods then you will find a very decent person who will do practically anything that is asked of her. She will defend you even if you have done wrong and will help fuck up anyones life that try to mess with the few friends that she has.
PRIDEFUL..Amber Jones is full of Pride. She always holds her head high and refuses to let people put her down. She has a huge ego and even though she doesn't believe that she is the hottest thing around she does believe that she is pretty and refuses to let people tell her otherwise.
HEARTLESS..Amber can come off as a cold heartless bitch easily. To most people she probably is and when around werewolves or shape-shifters or well anyone that she doesn't like she is a complete heartless bitch. She isn't the type of person who will help their enemy if they are in some major trouble she will just laugh and then either watch or walk away. Though to most people she is pretty good about coming off as friendly, but if you catch her on an off day then she will come off as heartless and cruel.
likes;
Dressing up
Stuffed Animals
Candy
Hoodies
Skinny Jeans
Glamours
Movies
Books
Art
Cameras
Straighteners
Talking
Singing-when alone-
Music
dislikes;
Most magical creatures
Werewolves
Baggy clothes
School
Working
Sleeping
Iron
Boring people
fears;
Iron
Werewolves-though she won't admit it-
Needles-won't admit it-
habits;
Tends to bite her lower lip when nervous or thinking
Rambles when it is silent or things start to get awkward
Moves her fingers against her thighs as if she is playing the piano when she gets bored
flaws;
Piano fingers
Comes off as a heartless bitch
Tends to think of herself over others
Refuses to open up to anyone
Believes that all Werewolves and most magical creatures are evil
time machine;
[/size][/font]parents;
Karen Amanda Jones,,Forty-nine,,Mother,,Deceased
Alexander Mark Jones,,Fifty,,Father,,Deceased
siblings;
Scott William Jones,,Nineteen,,Fairy,,Deceased
Andrew Tucker Jones,,Twenty,,Fairy,,Deceased
Skylar Andria Jones,,Seventeen,,Fairy,,Alive-hopefully-
kids; None.
pets; Amber doesn't have the patience to keep up with any pets even if she wanted to get one.
hometown; New Orleans.
personal history;
Amber had a good life with her family, she had two older brothers a mother, a father and even a twin. Amber and Skylar had been as thick as theives and loved to get into trouble together though it seemed Amber was always the ring leader when it came to their schemes. Amber had a great life, sure she got into trouble and sometimes things seemed like everything was going wrong. Nothing ever had really been as bad as it seemed though, she had friends and maybe even a boyfriend or two, but boys had never been high on Amber's lists, well at least in a intimate fashion. She always saw them as friends or brothers, but rarely anything more. She use to always wear her wings proudly, letting them out to flutter about so anyone and everyone could see them, but alot changed in the length of one night.
It had been a normal night just like any other really, Amber and Skylar were out with friends while everyone else was doing whatever at home. Though Amber and Skylar stayed out a lot later than they normally would and by the time they got home well it wasn't exactly a home anymore. The door was busted in and windows were broken, but the scent of blood was thick in the air. Tears running down their cheeks they rushed into the house only to find bodies everywhere. Bodies of wolves and unchanged creatures spread out across the floors, though there were only four certain people that they were praying were still alive. The girls spilt up as they ventured through the house in hopes of finding someone alive, though as Amber stepped over the broken down door to her brother bedroom she felt her throat tightened up at the sight. Scott was lying on the floor with blood surrounding him along with a few other bodies.
The picture looked the same in every room dead bodies covering the floor boards and then there was a scream. Amber ran through the house towards where the screaming was occuring and Amber busted into the room just in time to see her sister hanging limply over some mans shoulder as he started to run. "No" was all Amber could say as she took off after the man. As soon as she started to catch up he seemed to speed up. With her outstretched hands she felt her fingers brush Skylar's hand though just as she tried to grab them a pair of thick arms wrapped around her waist dragging her backwards. Kicking and screaming Amber refused to go down without a fight. As she finally was able to slip out of his grasp something hard slammed into her back causing her to fall to her hands and knees.
With a groan Amber tried to stand up though she ended up stumbling and falling back to her knees. She could here them laughing at her that only made her temper rise even more. "Shut Up" She screamed at them her eyes blazing with rage as her wings beat angerily together. Their laughing stopped, but she seemed to only make them mad as they were now glaring and smirking at her. To prideful to even realize what postion she was really in the girl gathered up all she could and stood up though this time she didn't stumble or waver at all. She glared at the men angerily that were now surrounding her. "What the hell are you smirking at" she half shouted at the brunette infront of her. "Now now sweet heart I am pretty sure that you aren't in any postion to be acting like that" he said with his smirk gone as he broke the circle and stepped closer to Amber.
From there she was beat and raped repeatedly, they didn't try and kill her just beat her and did what they wanted. Though she fought the whole way through it seemed that just made them more lustful. Once finished with her they left her in the woods not caring what happened to her. Amber just laid in a ball on the ground for what seemed hours beofre she finally glamoured herself and left. Left the town and the city, she couldn't handle staying there having to face everyone that she knew. From that night Amber refused to let anyone see her wings well except for the people who could see past her glamour while she was wearing it. Refusing to let anyone see that she has any problems she puts on her normal and happy facade.
Everything seemed to change in that night. She refused to let anyone close and avoided any type of dog that she came around. Though as she started to make up a blissful world she became naiive to what people were and then was able to become friends with anyone that she could handle. Even though she hid in her blissful world from the truth she was distant from the wolves and some shape-shifters she couldn't seem to get close to anyone whether they were human or a fairy it didn't matter she just couldn't find the room to trust anyone anymore. Even though she didn't know any of those monsters that attacked her she still felt like she would bump into them at any minute or someone else would turn out to be like them so she closed herself up and refused to trust anyone always keeping her guard up.
mirror, mirrror;
[/size][/font]hair; Most people don't seem to believe that Amber's hair is naturally black, but then of course it isn't exactly common for people to be born with black hair maybe dark brown, but not usually black so she can really see where they come from, but she does find her hair annoying since it is really thick and takes forever to straighten when she does decide to waste time with it.
eyes; Amber's eyes really vary between the lighting as her glamours never seem to change her eye color as when she is wearing a glamour one simple thing never changes. Which in this case would be her bright blue eyes, though most of the time they look a dark grey color when she gets overly happy or excited they will turn a bright sparkling blue color.
weight; Amber has never been healthy when it comes to her weight, but she doesn't have a eating disorder, she just has a fast metabolism and of course she does eat like a bird which explains why she only weighs around a hundred and ten pounds.
height; Amber is a fairly short girl which is another reason why people don't really give her weight a second thought since she is short she does envy taller people and can easily lose her temper when people throw short jokes at her since she only stands at five feet and one inch tall.
tattoos; Amber has no tattoos since she doesn't have the patience to sit there and let someone run a needle repeatedly for hours at a time.
piercings; Even though Amber has been thinking about getting a piercing she just hasn't gotten around to getting one yet.
anything else; On the rare occasion that Amber isn't wearing a glamour her wings are a transparent baby blue with soft green swirls running down them. On the bottom of her wings are small tears that make them basically useless as wings.
play by/face claim; Brookelle(Bones)McKenzie
underneath the mask;
[/size][/font]your name; Ty
age; 14 years old
other characters; None yet.
where did you find us? From a Plane Crash
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;
She stayed silent through Ryan's whole little ramble, but then of course that wasn't uncommon. The corners of his lips twitched slightly as he watched her take the pack and then light the stick up quickly. The smoke sat in his throat for a moment before he blew it out off to the side so he wasn't blowing it into her face. Even if she was smoking he always hated when people blew smoke in his face and he was a smoker, so just to be polite he always blew his smoke off to the side. Another dry chuckle escaped his lips. "Well I'm glad that I'm the person who was with you on your first cig" Ryan said with a wink right before he released another one of his drags. His lips were upturned once more as she spoke. "Ah, yes well I have been called many things" Ryro said with another wink. Yeah he was being flirty, but it was in the boys nature. He couldn't help, but plaster that suggestive smirk on his face while they stood and talked about meaningless things.
But then of course it seemed almost everything was meaningless now a days. Then of course it seemed that to some people everyday was something meaningful and maybe it is just because Ryan only does meaningless things everyday. Drugs, alcohol and women mostly make up the boys days. But then of course that is what also made up his days when he was alive and so why should he bother and try to live his life any differently. There was no pint, well at least Ryan couldn't find any so he didn't bother trying. With nothing to try for he didn't even try. "Well Taby it is wonderful to meet you" Ryan said sweetly with a charming smile plastered to her facade while his mind drifted off once more. Sure he had met quite a few people since he had appeared in this hell hole, but he rarely kept up with them all.
Some he actually kept contact with, but not many. Some he just found utterly annoying and couldn't wait to be free of their presence while others, like taby here, he wouldn't mind wasting his whole day with. Though he was drawn from his thoughts as he heard Taby's question. His smirkish smile disappeared and his charming facade faltered as a small frown appeared, but that last for only a moment. With a sigh he just nodded. "Fair enough it is a common question" Ryro replied quietly as he started to roll up his sleeves. "Well for one I was and still am a druggie who takes heroin" Ryan said as he showed Taby his tracks that came along with his dying. "I was an alcoholic and a whore, none of them are a good match and I liked no I LOVED to party so I got drunk should have passed out, but shot myself up with a little too much and here I am, but the saddest part about everything was that I had gone from Germany to New York to go to rehab and I was sober for nine months before I met up with an ol' buddy who was anything, but a good influence and then I screwed myself over" Ryan said softly. His calm attitude faltered once more.
But unlike the first time it didn't jump back. "I was suppose to go back home a week before I met Eric and then I completely fucked my life up, but really what gets me is that I had always been ten minutes away from my family and I had planned on going back to make my parents proud, but instead I died in New York I didn't see them for ten months and then I died" Ryan's voice was cracked and barely above a whisper. Sure he told the story often, but it still got to him every time. Every time he thinks about it, it really tears at him. He had full intentions of making them all proud and he was gonna go home. He had been the boy who planned on traveling, but dying in his hometown. He had been the boy who always visited his family even though he was such a junkie. He was a good kid and then he was separated from them for nine months.
One week he had and then he would get to finally see them all again, but nine turned to ten and now he'll never get to see them again. That is probably the worst part of it. Not that he was a junkie or that he fell back into those bad habits. Not that he killed himself on drugs the part that killed him was that he missed his family, if he could have one wish that is what it would be; just to see his family once more. He would allow himself to die and kill himself and whatever, but as long as he could be home in Germany with his family for just one day. Thats all he'd want and then he would willingly die and come to this place. Just having that wish granted would actually most likely make this hell hole bearable. But it wouldn't happen and so he just puts on a tough face and just pretends that it isn't even there. Once he finished talking he quickly composed himself once more and pulled on a wryly smile before he spoke once more. "Well enough about me, what about you? How did you die?" Ryan asked calmly.
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