Post by ♥ kalina rose ♥ on Mar 7, 2008 17:01:34 GMT -5
Name/Alias: ally
Age:14
Years Role Playing: 4-ish.... yeah.
Where did you find our fantastic site?: a site I was a mod on...
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Name: kalina rae rose
Nickname(s): kali. lina. rae. rose.
Age: s e v e n t e e n
Birthday: may 17
Height: fiveFEET; sevenINCHES
Weight: oneHUNDRED twentyFOUR pounds
Year Of School: junior
Hometown: Palm Springs
Sexual Orientation: straight... mostly. Who isn't curious, honestly?
Appearance(Picture):
PB: blake lively.
Mother: izabella cordelia grigorivitch-rose
Age: 39
Relationship: very good. lina and her mother talk about everything, really.
Father: robert adam rose
Age: 37
Relationship: what do you think? she's daddy's little girl!
Sibling(s): ---
Age(s): ---
Relationship(s): ---
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Personality (in 3-4 sentences):
Kalina is... well... there are no words. She's fun to be around, but when she's in a bad mood, I'd clear the way. She's a good friend, but you don't want to be on her list. She's fairly bright, but the only thing keeping her from failing is her best friend... and the wrath of her parents. She's got the biggest chip on her shoulder. She sings and dances, so she thinks she's the best.
Her favorite things to do are her hair, her make up, chat with friends and of course, gossip. She's pretty popular in school and she has a lot of friends.
Her style is trendy and fun and she designs alot of her own clothes. You see her sketching twenty four seven, but her real passion is music. She loves to sing and write her songs. She can play piano and sing.. at the same time! She sees that as an acomplishment.. so bear with us...
To other people, Lina is seen as either an ice queen or a bitch. She is kinda bitchy to people she doesn't like or people she doesn't care to know. To her friends, she's super sweet though. She's there for someone if anything happens. She's so... contradictorily... Her biggest weakness is her attitude... She just can't shut her damn mouth when she gets started...
History (in 3-4 sentences): {eck. This part is the only part I'm skimming on... sorry.}
Born on May seventeenth, Kalina Rose was a miracle in herself. Izabella was a very narrow hipped woman, which is not easy when it comes to giving birth... and then there was the, em, bad part. Kalina's pulse went way down when her mother was in labor. The cord got wrapped around her neck somehow. The doctors had to rush to the operating room and get the baby out through a C-section. Fun, right? Not for poor Izabella. She was very scared for her baby girl. But, Kalina was alright. By agreement of both parents, they gave her a Bulgarian name-Kalina- and an American middle name-Rae. Kalina was the only child they had. Izabella and Robert decided that it was enough having one scare during labor... and Kalina was enough.
Living in Palm Springs was a blast for Kalina. She grew up very rich and privelaged. She loved her family and loved being the only child. When she was eight, she was put into piano lessons. She loved music and she loved the stage. It was nice to have the spotlight. She got into acting as well, becoming a major role in her first play. It was The Jungle Book. She was Mogli. She had so much fun that she had to keep going. All through middle and highschool, she loved the stage.
In highschool, she mad a lot of friends. Her very best friend was Isakk Lacroix[oh, god, I can't spell]. He was gay, and she was okay with it. He was so cool that it didn't even matter to her.... and then came his boyfriend, Danny. Oh god, was that it. Danny was like... WOAH! He was gorgeous... but he was her best friends boyfriend... it was the same rules as it would be with a girl. Hands off... but she reeaaalllly likes him. REALLY likes him... and then there's that... blonde guy from chem lab...
{like I said. Not so good.}
Likes (list 15-20):
-music
-guys
-mostly Danny
-sugar
-drawing
-writing
-singing
-playing piano
-eating, though she doesn't gain a pound
-running
-swimming
-reading
-doing her hair + makeup
-talking. lot's of that.
-ice cream
-watching old movies
Dislikes (list 15- 30):
-sluts
-manwhores
-footballl jocks who think of nothing but themselves
-chinese food... bad taste >.<
-people who don't eat {even if she is one}
-red-heads[rather long story]
-fish
-horses
-piggy back rides{another long one}
-Fergie music[eck.]
-heavy metal[eck. again]
-bad teeth
-bad breath
-name calling
-did I mention red heads?
-people who grow their hair out much too long... >.<
Quirks/Mannerisms:
-cracks her knuckles
-bites her nails
-plays with her hair too much
-very OCD about organization.
Flaws: Lina's hair is rather thick, so she has to keep it straightened and thinned. Her face tends to break out, especially during her period. During her mood swings, she gets flustered and will leave it in knots. At onlt 122 pounds, she seems rather off and under weight. She's kind of anorexic, only eating when she has to and when she does, in small portions. She's not exactly what people would call graceful. She walks in most heels like a cow. But, put her in her Roxy's or Vans and she's fine. She looks comfortable. Her toes are... weird. Two of them stick together...like, at the bone for some odd reason.
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Roleplay Samples (3 or 4 Paragraphs): {okays... tis not my longest... }
Music. It was, like... a necessity. Well, to some anyways. Some could live without it in their lives. SOme people liked quiet. Some people thought music was noise. And then there were the people who couldn't live without it. People that depended on music to make their lives. People who depended on music to keep them breathing. People who made thir money off of it. If you fell in between, then you were pretty normal. If you fell into the later category, you were not alone. No, not one bit.
Alyx Roslind fell into that category. She lived off of her i-pod and her cd's... and even some of her aunt's old records. If it had a melody and maybe a harmony... and a few guitars, she'd listen to it. She loved the old stuff. The Beatles were classic. The Rolling Stones would be touring when they were a hundred fifty years old and were in wheelchairs on stage...and yet, Mick Jaggar would still sound the same. Paul McCartney was sixty four and still doing tours. The Eagles had just come out with a new song... country. Hell. She was all for it. Music was music. The new stuff was great as well. She favoured bands like... Breaking Benjamin, Blink 182, Sugarcult... No one had heard of a lot of the bands she listened to, but some did. Her best friend Darren would get her into it, then her best friend Heath would listen to it on her i-pod, fall in love with it and want it on his. If there was one thing she and her guy friends had in common it was music. There were even local amateur bands. Darren's was the best. All of her friends were in it. Darren, Dougie, Damien and Devon... and she had made so many other friends through them. Christa, Harper, Jessie and Victoria... Their girls became her friends... and she was just the tag-along. She was okay with it, though. She had been their biggest fan and screamed so very, very loud when Darren was on. He was her best friend... and her savior.
Music had been a savior to her as well. When she was depressed, she would turn to a few things. One was Darren or Christa. They were the ones to talk to, but lately, they had been in a fight... and when they were together, it was even harder on Alyx. The second was alcohol. Very self destructive for her. When she got into alcohol, she either got more depressed, mean or just... if she had enough, she would just be normal Alyx with a slur. Three was music. She would write and write and write, then look to her keyboard and compose. She'd put them together, play them for Darren or Heathor one of the guys and they would tell her the same thing every time. "Jesus, Alyx. Depressing enough? It's amazing though." It was true. She had, like, one love song. And that was about love lost. Well... it was about Darren, who loved it.
What he didn't know was that she was still in love with him. She fell for him in her freshman year, kissed him in her sophomore and got over it by the next week of that year. She had never told him that she still had feelings for him, but he knew she used to like him. He thought she stepped aside for Christa to get her shot. I mean, hey, Christa was her best friend. Best friends did that for eachother. She loved Christa like a sister, but she couldn't help but want to cry when she was with him... It was heartbreak... all over again. Every time she saw them....
Putting her i-pod in her ears, Alyx walked nto a classroom. No one was in there, so she was free to sing as loud as she wanted to. Sighing, she layed out on the teacher's desk, she opened her mouth and sang.
It's not fair when you say that I didn't try
I just don't want to hear it anymore
I swear I never meant to let it die
I just don't care about you anymore
It's not fair when you say that I didn't try
I just don't care about you anymore
Three Days Grace. Amazing. Closing her eyes, Alyx felt one single tear spill from her closed eyes....
Alyx Roslind fell into that category. She lived off of her i-pod and her cd's... and even some of her aunt's old records. If it had a melody and maybe a harmony... and a few guitars, she'd listen to it. She loved the old stuff. The Beatles were classic. The Rolling Stones would be touring when they were a hundred fifty years old and were in wheelchairs on stage...and yet, Mick Jaggar would still sound the same. Paul McCartney was sixty four and still doing tours. The Eagles had just come out with a new song... country. Hell. She was all for it. Music was music. The new stuff was great as well. She favoured bands like... Breaking Benjamin, Blink 182, Sugarcult... No one had heard of a lot of the bands she listened to, but some did. Her best friend Darren would get her into it, then her best friend Heath would listen to it on her i-pod, fall in love with it and want it on his. If there was one thing she and her guy friends had in common it was music. There were even local amateur bands. Darren's was the best. All of her friends were in it. Darren, Dougie, Damien and Devon... and she had made so many other friends through them. Christa, Harper, Jessie and Victoria... Their girls became her friends... and she was just the tag-along. She was okay with it, though. She had been their biggest fan and screamed so very, very loud when Darren was on. He was her best friend... and her savior.
Music had been a savior to her as well. When she was depressed, she would turn to a few things. One was Darren or Christa. They were the ones to talk to, but lately, they had been in a fight... and when they were together, it was even harder on Alyx. The second was alcohol. Very self destructive for her. When she got into alcohol, she either got more depressed, mean or just... if she had enough, she would just be normal Alyx with a slur. Three was music. She would write and write and write, then look to her keyboard and compose. She'd put them together, play them for Darren or Heathor one of the guys and they would tell her the same thing every time. "Jesus, Alyx. Depressing enough? It's amazing though." It was true. She had, like, one love song. And that was about love lost. Well... it was about Darren, who loved it.
What he didn't know was that she was still in love with him. She fell for him in her freshman year, kissed him in her sophomore and got over it by the next week of that year. She had never told him that she still had feelings for him, but he knew she used to like him. He thought she stepped aside for Christa to get her shot. I mean, hey, Christa was her best friend. Best friends did that for eachother. She loved Christa like a sister, but she couldn't help but want to cry when she was with him... It was heartbreak... all over again. Every time she saw them....
Putting her i-pod in her ears, Alyx walked nto a classroom. No one was in there, so she was free to sing as loud as she wanted to. Sighing, she layed out on the teacher's desk, she opened her mouth and sang.
It's not fair when you say that I didn't try
I just don't want to hear it anymore
I swear I never meant to let it die
I just don't care about you anymore
It's not fair when you say that I didn't try
I just don't care about you anymore
Three Days Grace. Amazing. Closing her eyes, Alyx felt one single tear spill from her closed eyes....
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