Post by rainbow on Dec 22, 2008 14:56:16 GMT 10
`Isabelle Anna Louise White!!!
``independant ``quick tempered ``loyal
Name:Isabelle Anna Louise White
Nickname(s): Issy, Belle
Major: Writing
Age: 21
Grade: Senior
Birthdate: May 23rd
Orientation: Straight
Location: London, England
`Appearance ,,
Hair
Isabelle's hair is for the most part long and black. It hangs naturally straight but is easily fixable into various styles, whcih is conveniant for her when she goes to get ready in the morning. Once and awhile she'll change things up by cutting it short or highting it with lighter streaks. This doesn't happen as much anymore because she's rather strapped for cash lately. Her long locks currently hit mid back, and are naturally glossy. She's lucky that she doesn't have to spend much time on her hair in the morning or when she gets ready. Most days she'll simply brush her hair through and leave it down, its easier that way. Once and awhile she likes to play with the style, curling it or adding hair accessories in. Experimenting is fun.
Face
Isabelle has a round face that ends in a chin that is dimple free. She uses make up liberally and generally doesn't leave the house without make up on. Without it she feels naked, which is sad in reality. However its one of her few self splurges and guilty plesures. Her lips are of medium size and naturally are a soft pink colour. The bridge of her nose is smooth and bump free. Altogether her face is blemish free and always has been. Her eyebrows are always neatly plucked, trimmed to perfection. Now her eyes, her eyes are her favorite feature. They have a beautiful blue-green shade that she hasn't seen anywhere other then in the mirror. Lining her eyes are long lashes that she loves as well.
Body
Isabelle isn't very tall. She stands at a height of 5'3, and she's also pretty slight. She weighs about 110 lbs, maybe less, mayber more. Her skin is fairly pale but she's never really cared about that, it kind of suits her. Her legs are long for her height and she works to accentuate them. She is slightly curvy, but no majorly so and considering she gave birth less then four years ago her stomach is fairly smooth and flat. Well not complately flat, it has the same bulges as every other female's stomach. Overall she is mostly happy with the size and shape of her body.
Clothing
Isabelle has a unique style, though she's a writing major she likes to design her own clothing. Its cheaper then buying the designer type clothing. She wears whatever really strikes her fancy that day and they can be really outrageous outfits. She likes bright and fun colours but she also likes sombre colours. It all depends on her mood. Shoes are different. Isabelle doesn't have the cash reserves to buy bazillions of pairs of shoes. She owns four pairs, which isn't that extravagent since she's had them for ages. She owns a pair of black and white converse, a pair of flats, a pair of heels, and some sandals. She needs the variety.
Distinguishing Features
Isabelle has a couple of distinguishing features that make her stand out. On her wrists she has a couple of tattoos that she got throughout the years. One is her daughter's name in cursive. Another is her grandmother's favorite flower that she got in honour of her grandmother after she died. Her nose has a silver hoop in it, that she changes to a stud every so often. She also has a monroe piercing that is barely noticeable. Her ears are both pierced and so is her belly button.
Hair
Isabelle's hair is for the most part long and black. It hangs naturally straight but is easily fixable into various styles, whcih is conveniant for her when she goes to get ready in the morning. Once and awhile she'll change things up by cutting it short or highting it with lighter streaks. This doesn't happen as much anymore because she's rather strapped for cash lately. Her long locks currently hit mid back, and are naturally glossy. She's lucky that she doesn't have to spend much time on her hair in the morning or when she gets ready. Most days she'll simply brush her hair through and leave it down, its easier that way. Once and awhile she likes to play with the style, curling it or adding hair accessories in. Experimenting is fun.
Face
Isabelle has a round face that ends in a chin that is dimple free. She uses make up liberally and generally doesn't leave the house without make up on. Without it she feels naked, which is sad in reality. However its one of her few self splurges and guilty plesures. Her lips are of medium size and naturally are a soft pink colour. The bridge of her nose is smooth and bump free. Altogether her face is blemish free and always has been. Her eyebrows are always neatly plucked, trimmed to perfection. Now her eyes, her eyes are her favorite feature. They have a beautiful blue-green shade that she hasn't seen anywhere other then in the mirror. Lining her eyes are long lashes that she loves as well.
Body
Isabelle isn't very tall. She stands at a height of 5'3, and she's also pretty slight. She weighs about 110 lbs, maybe less, mayber more. Her skin is fairly pale but she's never really cared about that, it kind of suits her. Her legs are long for her height and she works to accentuate them. She is slightly curvy, but no majorly so and considering she gave birth less then four years ago her stomach is fairly smooth and flat. Well not complately flat, it has the same bulges as every other female's stomach. Overall she is mostly happy with the size and shape of her body.
Clothing
Isabelle has a unique style, though she's a writing major she likes to design her own clothing. Its cheaper then buying the designer type clothing. She wears whatever really strikes her fancy that day and they can be really outrageous outfits. She likes bright and fun colours but she also likes sombre colours. It all depends on her mood. Shoes are different. Isabelle doesn't have the cash reserves to buy bazillions of pairs of shoes. She owns four pairs, which isn't that extravagent since she's had them for ages. She owns a pair of black and white converse, a pair of flats, a pair of heels, and some sandals. She needs the variety.
Distinguishing Features
Isabelle has a couple of distinguishing features that make her stand out. On her wrists she has a couple of tattoos that she got throughout the years. One is her daughter's name in cursive. Another is her grandmother's favorite flower that she got in honour of her grandmother after she died. Her nose has a silver hoop in it, that she changes to a stud every so often. She also has a monroe piercing that is barely noticeable. Her ears are both pierced and so is her belly button.
Best Feature: "I believe my best feature would have to be everything! Haha, just kidding, my eyes are my best, or at least my favorite."
Worst Feature: "This one's sort of tough but I'd have to say my height, I'd rather like to be taller."[/size]
`Personality ,,
independant
Isabelle is independant. She tries not to depend on other because they've only let her down. Her family only provide minimal supposrt for her now that she's left home and has a child when she's barely legal in the country she's living in. They never approved of that. So independance has been forced upon her and she's not too happy with that, though she's working on coming to terms with it. She feels the need to be independant and its become one of her dominant traits now and hse kind of wishes it hadn't but if she were to put her mind to it and think about it, she would really rather be independant then dependant because she doesn't want to be let down again.
quick tempered
Isabelle has always been quick to anger. She's easily offended and this isn't a great thing. She wasn't happy when her parents slowly loosened contact with her and so in retaliation she cut off communication entirely. Its not a good idea to get on her bad side because she holds grudges for a long time and she has a good memory. Isabelle doesn't like that she has a fiery temper but she deals with it, because she has too.
loyal
If you deserve it, Isabelle will be fiercely loyal to you. She is loyal to those who matter most, and if you're worth it. The one person she is the most loyal to is Bethany. Isabelle's whole world revolves around the little girl, which makes sense. Isabelle is intensely focused on the three year old, and everything she does is closely dictated to Bethany's welfare. Unfortuantely most things come in second to the toddler. Its how her life goes, and how it has to be.
independant
Isabelle is independant. She tries not to depend on other because they've only let her down. Her family only provide minimal supposrt for her now that she's left home and has a child when she's barely legal in the country she's living in. They never approved of that. So independance has been forced upon her and she's not too happy with that, though she's working on coming to terms with it. She feels the need to be independant and its become one of her dominant traits now and hse kind of wishes it hadn't but if she were to put her mind to it and think about it, she would really rather be independant then dependant because she doesn't want to be let down again.
quick tempered
Isabelle has always been quick to anger. She's easily offended and this isn't a great thing. She wasn't happy when her parents slowly loosened contact with her and so in retaliation she cut off communication entirely. Its not a good idea to get on her bad side because she holds grudges for a long time and she has a good memory. Isabelle doesn't like that she has a fiery temper but she deals with it, because she has too.
loyal
If you deserve it, Isabelle will be fiercely loyal to you. She is loyal to those who matter most, and if you're worth it. The one person she is the most loyal to is Bethany. Isabelle's whole world revolves around the little girl, which makes sense. Isabelle is intensely focused on the three year old, and everything she does is closely dictated to Bethany's welfare. Unfortuantely most things come in second to the toddler. Its how her life goes, and how it has to be.
Likes:
- Bethany
- Reading
- Writing
- Dressing up
- Friends
- Family
- Teddy Bears
- Chocolate
- Lullabys
- Clothing
- Canadian Accents
- Love
- Fairy tales
- Love Stories
- Movies
- Shy boys
- Most Men
Dislikes:
- Lies
- Deceit
- Treachery
- Crying
- Money Shortages
- Death
- Loss
- Pain
- Pointless loss
- Meaningless Tattoos
- Bazillions of Facial piercings
Positive Traits:
- Social Independance -- Issy doesn't need approval from anyone. She doesn't feel the need to fit in, thats no fun anyways. Isabelle would rather be her own person then fit in with everyone. Though she used to need acceptance from her peers, the birth of her daughter changed her quite a bit.
- Responsible -- Another thing that was thrust upon Isabelle was responsibility. Before the birth of Bethany conveniance came before work and she was immature and irresponsible. Then after Bethany she had to realize that things weren't all about her and that she needed to be responsible.
- Friendly -- Generally Isabelle is very friendly. She tries to be nice to every person she comes by and such the like. She likes having friends and all but it doesn't always work that way.
Negative Traits:
- Guarded -- Isabelle, though friendly, guards her past and her secrets. She is careful who she tells about Bethany for fear that they won't understand. It may be contradictory but being a girl is generally being a social creature so she can't afford to be completely shunned.
- Dishonest -- She's not entirely this, but she is a little bit. She doesn't tell most people about one of the biggest aspects of her life and by doing that she is lying by omission.
- Pessimistic -- Past experiences have taught Isabelle to see the worst in people before seeing the best. She tends to doubt that eople will understand her or that they'll be able to cope with her being such a young mother.
Greatest Ambition: Give Bethany the best life she could possibly have.
Greatest Fear: Losing Bethany.[/size]
`History ,,
Isabelle Anna Louise White was born on May 23rd, about twenty one years ago. She was born to a doctor and a lawyer that were both experts in their respective fields. She was brought into the world in a hospital in London and immeadiately her parents threw out all of the other names they had considered for her. The only name that would do was Isabelle and then the first names of both of her grandmas. She was to be their only child.
Her parents were both well off and both out of the house alot. Isabelle was raised by nanny after nanny and because of that she became spoiled and was an awful brat. She made a sport at a young age of getting her nannies fired, or making them want to quit. Her record was one week. That nany came when she was six and she was AWFUL to her. She was demanding and screamed when she didn't get her way. She was glad when the time came for her to no longer need a nanny. At that point she calmed down a little bit.
When she started school she was sent to a private school where she made friends with a bunch of snobby brats just like herself. They would be her friends all the way until she left for university. They were good friends very fast and Isabelle made best friends with one girl named Abigail. Abigail was almost entirely different then Isabelle and when Isabelle got mad, she was the only one who could actually calm her down. They were like sisters.
Even though she was rather spoiled and rich and such, Isabelle was never to conventional rich kid. She liked to mix and match styles and buy random pieces. She would experiment with outfits, throwing mix matched pieces together and seeing if they worked well with each other. When she was ten she began to make sketches to design her own clothing. In school she took Home ec and learned how to sew. She would make her own patterns and then make her own clothing. Her parents were proud of this and though it was a sign of maturity in her. Especially since it was about this time that they stopped hiring nannies.
Around the age of fourteen her grandmother named Anna passed away. Anna had always been very garden and flower orientated so in honour of that Isabelle snuck out and got a tattoo on her wrist of Anna's very favorite flower. At that she started wearing long sleeves or wrist bands to cover it because her parents didn't approve of these things. They had barely let her get her ears pierced so they couldn't know about the tattoo or the belly button piercing she had gotten.
By that time she was attending high school with Abigail and their friends. Isabelle fell for her first boy then. He was one of the most popular boys in the school. amd also a few years older. He barely noticed her though and was much more interested in her best friend, Abigail. They began to date and for awhile Isabelle refused to talk to her. Abigail didn't understand because Isabelle had never told her how she liked this boy. But then one day Abigail called Isabelle up, she was crying. Isabelle felt bad and asked what had happened. Abigail said she had sex with the boy the other day, and that a few minutes ago he had called her to break up with her.
Isabelle found herself crying along with her friend. She told her that she'd be right over. She spent the night at Abigail's house. At school on the following Monday Abi didn't go. Isabelle understood, but the boy had the nerve to come up to Isabelle and ask her out. Isabelle flew into a rage. She began yelling and screaming at him, cauing a general scene. He tried to quiet her by kissing her, and she stopped him by kicking him in the groin. Needless to say he avoided her and Abi from now on. Many other boys were now more cautious of Isabelle as well. This was good for her.
When the time their graduation year rolled around Isabelle had begun writing. She wrote a lot writing short stories or poems to vent her feelings. Her parents urged her to apply for schools. They wanted her to apply to Oxford or Cambridge, but Issy wasn't into that sort of thing. She wanted to travel. One day when she was on the internet she came across the website for the Washington University of Arts. Without telling her parents she applied, sending in a portfolio of writing pieces with her application. A while later she recieved her acceptance and told her parents. They were disappointed in her but reluctantly let her go.
Within her first days at the school Isabelle was at a party. She had a little too much to drink and she woke up the next morning in bed with some guy that she barely remembered. She snuck out of the room and returned to her life. In a few days she discovered that this male was in most of her classes. Reluctantly she found herself paired up with him and such. They became good friends, and sort of dated in an on and off sort of thing. At least they did until she realized that her period was late, very late. She took a Pharmacy pregnancy test and it was positive.
Isabelle didn't want to tell the boy yet, not until she was dead sure, so she went to the doctor and had him test her. Within a week she had the results back. It was official, Isabelle was preganant. She had to tell people now. The phone call home was horrible. Her father, the lawyer, said she should return home. Her mother, the doctor, said she should get an abortion. Isabelle hung up the phone on them after saying she'd think about it. The next person she had to tell was him.
When she did finally work up the guts to tell him, he denied it. He said that she was too much of a skank for the kid to be his. He denied it and her. Isabelle, thinking she was alone and incapable of raising the baby on her own, booked an appointment to get an abortion. She was in the clinic and on the table in the gown, about to get it when she began to freak out. She realized that she could not live with herself if she did this to her unborn baby who, according to biology, was half her.
Just under nine months later she gave birth to a baby after nearly a day of labor. When her water broke she had been alone in her dorm and had freaked out. But she did manage to get herself to the hospital and a day later her little girl was handed to her, wrapped tightly in a pink baby blanket. Glancing at the face of the tiny little girl, Isabelle named her Bethany Bailey White.
That was almost four years ago. Now Isabelle enters her senior year at the University.
Isabelle Anna Louise White was born on May 23rd, about twenty one years ago. She was born to a doctor and a lawyer that were both experts in their respective fields. She was brought into the world in a hospital in London and immeadiately her parents threw out all of the other names they had considered for her. The only name that would do was Isabelle and then the first names of both of her grandmas. She was to be their only child.
Her parents were both well off and both out of the house alot. Isabelle was raised by nanny after nanny and because of that she became spoiled and was an awful brat. She made a sport at a young age of getting her nannies fired, or making them want to quit. Her record was one week. That nany came when she was six and she was AWFUL to her. She was demanding and screamed when she didn't get her way. She was glad when the time came for her to no longer need a nanny. At that point she calmed down a little bit.
When she started school she was sent to a private school where she made friends with a bunch of snobby brats just like herself. They would be her friends all the way until she left for university. They were good friends very fast and Isabelle made best friends with one girl named Abigail. Abigail was almost entirely different then Isabelle and when Isabelle got mad, she was the only one who could actually calm her down. They were like sisters.
Even though she was rather spoiled and rich and such, Isabelle was never to conventional rich kid. She liked to mix and match styles and buy random pieces. She would experiment with outfits, throwing mix matched pieces together and seeing if they worked well with each other. When she was ten she began to make sketches to design her own clothing. In school she took Home ec and learned how to sew. She would make her own patterns and then make her own clothing. Her parents were proud of this and though it was a sign of maturity in her. Especially since it was about this time that they stopped hiring nannies.
Around the age of fourteen her grandmother named Anna passed away. Anna had always been very garden and flower orientated so in honour of that Isabelle snuck out and got a tattoo on her wrist of Anna's very favorite flower. At that she started wearing long sleeves or wrist bands to cover it because her parents didn't approve of these things. They had barely let her get her ears pierced so they couldn't know about the tattoo or the belly button piercing she had gotten.
By that time she was attending high school with Abigail and their friends. Isabelle fell for her first boy then. He was one of the most popular boys in the school. amd also a few years older. He barely noticed her though and was much more interested in her best friend, Abigail. They began to date and for awhile Isabelle refused to talk to her. Abigail didn't understand because Isabelle had never told her how she liked this boy. But then one day Abigail called Isabelle up, she was crying. Isabelle felt bad and asked what had happened. Abigail said she had sex with the boy the other day, and that a few minutes ago he had called her to break up with her.
Isabelle found herself crying along with her friend. She told her that she'd be right over. She spent the night at Abigail's house. At school on the following Monday Abi didn't go. Isabelle understood, but the boy had the nerve to come up to Isabelle and ask her out. Isabelle flew into a rage. She began yelling and screaming at him, cauing a general scene. He tried to quiet her by kissing her, and she stopped him by kicking him in the groin. Needless to say he avoided her and Abi from now on. Many other boys were now more cautious of Isabelle as well. This was good for her.
When the time their graduation year rolled around Isabelle had begun writing. She wrote a lot writing short stories or poems to vent her feelings. Her parents urged her to apply for schools. They wanted her to apply to Oxford or Cambridge, but Issy wasn't into that sort of thing. She wanted to travel. One day when she was on the internet she came across the website for the Washington University of Arts. Without telling her parents she applied, sending in a portfolio of writing pieces with her application. A while later she recieved her acceptance and told her parents. They were disappointed in her but reluctantly let her go.
Within her first days at the school Isabelle was at a party. She had a little too much to drink and she woke up the next morning in bed with some guy that she barely remembered. She snuck out of the room and returned to her life. In a few days she discovered that this male was in most of her classes. Reluctantly she found herself paired up with him and such. They became good friends, and sort of dated in an on and off sort of thing. At least they did until she realized that her period was late, very late. She took a Pharmacy pregnancy test and it was positive.
Isabelle didn't want to tell the boy yet, not until she was dead sure, so she went to the doctor and had him test her. Within a week she had the results back. It was official, Isabelle was preganant. She had to tell people now. The phone call home was horrible. Her father, the lawyer, said she should return home. Her mother, the doctor, said she should get an abortion. Isabelle hung up the phone on them after saying she'd think about it. The next person she had to tell was him.
When she did finally work up the guts to tell him, he denied it. He said that she was too much of a skank for the kid to be his. He denied it and her. Isabelle, thinking she was alone and incapable of raising the baby on her own, booked an appointment to get an abortion. She was in the clinic and on the table in the gown, about to get it when she began to freak out. She realized that she could not live with herself if she did this to her unborn baby who, according to biology, was half her.
Just under nine months later she gave birth to a baby after nearly a day of labor. When her water broke she had been alone in her dorm and had freaked out. But she did manage to get herself to the hospital and a day later her little girl was handed to her, wrapped tightly in a pink baby blanket. Glancing at the face of the tiny little girl, Isabelle named her Bethany Bailey White.
That was almost four years ago. Now Isabelle enters her senior year at the University.
Best Memory: After a long labor the doctor handed Isabelle a tiny bundle in a pink blanket. He mouthed the words that it was a girl. Isabelle pulled back the blanket from the face of the baby and saw her daughter for the first time and was smitten.
Worst Memory: After she found out she was pregnant, Isabelle tried to tell the only person that she had had sex with that she was pregnant, that she was having his child. He rejected her at that, saying that she was a stupid skank that there was no way that child could be his. She was devastated that he had rejected her and the unborn baby. It nearly led her to getting an abortion.
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`Writing Skill ,,
See Regan Hartley s.v.p.
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`Behind The Character ,,
Name: Ashley
Age: 17
Role-playing experience: since Feb 2007
How you found us: Holly
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