|
Deleted User
|
Jul 31 2014, 02:50 PM
Post #1
|
|
Deleted User
|
OOC Info: Name/Alias: Jess Gender: female Contact Information: jesimcintire@yahoo.com Other Characters:
Are you sure you read all the rules?: When he goes vampire-slaying, the headmaster always wears his best dress and make-up. He likes to feel pretty while hunting for monsters in the sewers.
IC Description: Name: Castano, Jamie La Rosa Alias/Nickname: Jamie Age: 17 Gender: female Race and Level: human Status: Day Class Student
Appearance:
-There was dying sun light spilling through the tree tops to ignite golden wings on the earth below, and the light scatted and stretched along the bark of the tree trunk and on the healthy, sun-kissed skin that was this simple human girl.-
- Her long curved locks caught in a light breeze and floated the current; emphasizing the beach likeness even more as she tossed her long bangs out of the way of view. The dying sunlight shinning from her right reflected off each strand and shown brightly her red flare normally hidden in her dominant brunette color. The sun's heat warmed her skin and mane and her yellow and brown flannel shirt added to her norm look for the season. Her tender, affectionate country girl self contrasted starkly against the cold silence of the woods before her.-
Her hair is the most distinguishing feature. She has dark brown hair that blinds more into of a red brown during the summer months. This is due the exposure of rays and the absorption the sun’s victim rich light. Its length extends three inches or so past her chest in a wildly imperfect manner of somewhat curving straightness. Her skin gets very tan in the summer but fades to a blushing peach in the winter. Her teeth are average pearly white and strait and her lips are pale pink. She has dark brown eyes and when the sun catches them you can make out tiny gold freckles. Her lashes are very long and thick and her eye brows are bold but soft. (It’s easy for her to give soft or fierce expressions.) And she is 5'8, weighing 134 pounds, and very lean and slender due to years of sports. Also a long ugly scar pervades her back from falling out of a white ash tree when she was 13.
She is not afraid to wear something eccentric or bewildering. She’ll wear flatteringly intimidating and classic things to simple but becoming clothing. Usually for a day to day wardrobe she'll have appealing and comfortable style choices which are modest and conserved; very approachable. Jamie mostly wears natural colors of makeup and she does wear contacts because she doesn’t like to wear her glasses. She can see without them; just not as well if she wore them.
-"Excuse me," she spoke, without shyness. How Jamie would laugh lightly and smile with peached lips. Her voice was soft but firm like a song off a caring mother's lips or the fierceness of an angle's unforgettable touch. It carried over the counter to the man who smiled in her direction, attention caught. The blazing orange sun shown behind her and made her a glowing fiery angle of warmth and beauty! How the light had tenderly placed a halo atop her head and combusted her silhouette with a radiance to stir up burning butterflies in even the coldest hearts who lingered their gaze too long.-
Personality: She is cool and calm. Collected most of the time; leaving stress at the table. After all, life would suck with a cloud over her head all the time. Jamie has developed a darker humor than compared to her younger adolescent years when she didn't take so many things lightly. Sarcasm and irony seem so assuming at times to her also and they quirks smiles from those rosy lips. She is still adventurous and curious. Those characteristics have definitely not been lost or out grown at all and while the brunette has achieved a stronger responsibility she has not left behind her sense of adventure. Jamie is still a firecracker people and she doesn't plan on it being any other way any time soon. The girl may still be a bit soft on the inside but she never forgets a face so watch out! Jamie is protective and attentive to her friends here at cross but she is always fair. She enjoys being involved in the Academy's student faculty so if you haven't seen her in class you'll recognize her for all the hard work she puts into the school's events.
But like every human, she is not without her faults. Jamie has never been one to confide in friends too much, but her fear of being vulnerable has festered and caused her to grow from habit to closed heart in terms of special relationships. Like she's cold to every warm thought a man has towards her like she doesn't believe in love anymore. She's just hard to figure. She's been shunned by family in different ways now that she usually resorts to herself for help. She is responsible for herself. Always. And she has the need, now, to keep a reality in order. Things without realistic s are foreign. This attitude has formed from the neglect of those people throughout her life and the disappointments she's had with them. It's just all lead to her growing up a bit more.
Currently she is too un-trusting to allow herself the luxury of such a friendship of mutual understanding, namely a boyfriend relationship. When she works an on problem she does so by dealing with it independently and without the direct help of someone else. It seems like she is so often blind this way that she may not understand that relying solely on herself for all her issues might not be the healthy choice all the time. Maybe that's why she can't stand to have a boyfriend; because those relationships particularly warrant her to be open in such scary ways.
No, she just can't depend on a person like that. From what she's learned has affected her heart in crippling ways. Currently, in her thoughts, people fleeting creatures that let you down and any romantic relationship formed is unrealistic and doomed.
Other Information: -She glanced from the window to the seat in front of her to see a man with a Dante book in his hands. He seemed like the intelligent kind but that was none of her concern. Jamie again turned to observe the storm. She had only heard pieces of the inferno and purgatory story. Or was it a poem? Whatever it was she wasn't familiar with it to the comfortable point though it had seemed like an interesting topic to investigate and explore. She was never the type to be afraid to learn new things or question something. What's written in her treasured bible is solid in every sense of the word and in fact never discourages her to challenge it. Because challenging always points only lift it up further. Indeed she has such strong faith in the book that if it told her the sky was purple with yellow pokka dots she would be quick to accuse her eyes of being faulty. How foolish MANY would, and do, say but honesty it's none of their concern.
She knows there are those of other faiths, like the Jewish and Muslim, that more than likely feel the same way about theirs' and she only needs to think about the past her book paints, a part that is recorded in all those religions, and the brown eyed girl can immediately write those off. Still, it would only benefit herself to go more in depth with other religion. Jamie made a note to take some classes of that once she was free of high school.
Her tea was brought and her tanned hands wrapped around the cup, lightly bringing it to her lips; warmth of the liquid spreading up her arms and also wafting off the top to caress her cheeks and nose. Smiling from the sip she set it down, briefly glancing again at the man's book before returning her gaze to the unrelenting shower outside.-
She is a Jesus freak, though she is still working on learning how to witness to others and becoming closer to God herself. She’ll witness to every one she meets with example, debatable conversations, and personal conversations (If they come to her for such.), and if she is persecuted she'll try to handle it with in the most mature and defensive manner.
Since her family is religious and most have a relationship with God Jamie was exposed to the Holy Trinity her entire life. She grew up thinking that since everyone in her family said they were Christian and that she was a Christian, and would go to heaven to be with god, she didn't have anything to really do. However as she grew older Jamie learned by experience that it is a continuous journey and relationship. There's always something to do, learn, and grow in.
IC Background: Biography:
Biological Parents:
Father- William Lee Thistle Mother- Jennifer Janean Castano Mother's Side: Half Brother Fathered By Jennifer and Mathew- Shane Harman Aunt- Emiline Castano Great Aunt- Sarajane Janecia Castano (now late) Great Aunt- Janeesa Mendy Castano (now late)
Adoptive Father- Mathew Loul Harman
Adopitive Father's side: Uncle-Gabriel Silvia Aunt-Sarah Tull Harman Cousin-Sofia Lynn Silvia-Harman Cousin- Rory Lorena Silvia-Harman Jennifer's family traveled a lot when she was growing up and by the time she was sixteen her parents settled the family in Eastern Europe. Now, Jennifer grew up there for five years. She made really good friends on the start and within two months she had the perfect best friend that happened to be a boy named William Lee Thistle. Eventually it was more. William brought his prize home to meet his mother and family. Things seemed great and unbreakable. Though five and a half years later... Jennifer had a wed-lock child. During the pregnancy they spent less and less time together. William and Jennifer took portraits and ate dinners with each other’s family. At times they wouldn’t even have to go anywhere or do anything to just be. But it seemed as the Jennifer’s belly grew, the time spent with William shrunk. Jennifer birthed Jamie at the gentle age of 21 on September 29, 1993. By the time the baby was born, William was gone. He wasn't even there for his child's birth.
Two years after William disappeared, she moved back to the States, with a two year old Jamie to care for. She settled in a house located in the northeast part of Oklahoma and got a job at Hill Crest Hospital; working her way up to her current position which is being an important over inspector at Hill Crest Hospital. By a miracle of faith, Jennifer found a different man there, named Mathew Loul Harman, a lieutenant general in the military. Mathew married her at 24, adopting Jamie and raising her. Jamie grew up with not knowing he wasn’t her biological father. Either way, in her mind, she couldn't care less. He was her father in her eyes and that all he needed to know.
Jamie was a very happy, ADHD kid. Hyper and excitable all the time, but never being able to focus on one thing too long if it didn't interest her. She started taking her Adderall pills in first grade, but she didn't mind. She didn’t always fit in at school but when she came home she loved life. The doctor decided on switching up her medicine as she went through the puberty change in 7-8th grade. Upon taking a different set of medicine she became very depressed and not her usual self at all. Her emotions were wacky all time; becoming more easily irritated and hurt. She started closing herself off a lot and began hurting herself; eventually having thoughts of suicide. She wanted help. It was at this time, when she was dealing with this, that she truly came to God. Jamie and Shane would get sent to their great aunt’s house on their sunflower farm for the first month of every summer. She was very close to them and loved being with them at their house. Aunt Mendy always seemed to know the cure for everything and though Grandma Jane’s cookies weren’t always the best, it was still one of Jamie’s favorite things to do in the kitchen. Two kittens would follow her everywhere. Tink Tink and Gigi were kittens of a litter. The Aunts called them their Mischievous Sunflower Kittens. Jamie’s imagination thrived in the large manor and her adventures there were easy pickings and sometimes hard to decide from. There was chocolate for breakfast and only fun to be had this time of the summer. There was a large, fragrant, and cluttered herb garden. And there was the study in the attic full of antiques, a chalk board two front teacher’s desks and bibles on each one. In front was a small row of open student desks and a large sturdy wooden table behind them. And to the side were the cabinets, cluttered with an assortment of funny looking things and it was plentiful with old, musty books, with weird symbols and funny recipes. These were the places of interesting study the Aunts had to offer, instead of the school practice text books that were always thrown away upon entering the threshold of the Aunts' home.
And after an oral story from Grandma Jane or a fairy tale from Aunt Mendy, every night she would curl up under the covers of the family guest room and the two mischievous sunflower kittens would plop themselves right up there with her.
The last week of the first month of every summer, Jamie’s parents would stay on the flower farm with them and enjoy the time together. But when it came time for the four to leave her beloved Aunts, Jamie would pout and cry like a baby. After being back at her parent’s home for about a week or so, the little Jamie would receive flowers at the start of school from her spoiling Aunts. These were the happier memories of loved showed to her.
Eventually, Mathew told Jamie about how he wasn't her biological father. She didn't ever really think about it at first. It never bothered her. As Jamie got older, someone asked her if she loved her biological father. Jamie didn’t really know how to answer that question other than to reply with “I agape love him…just like I agape love you.” (Unconditional love) It left her feeling a little funny so she began to ask questions of her own. She eventually started to secretly search for him. Her searching lead to a small box in the attic containing countless letters, photos, scrap books, etc. Eventually all her searching, digging, and investigating lead to a discovery. His whole name. She searched more than ever. Discovering she had siblings. All younger than she. And now, even his, apparently, current location was known. It was upon these discoveries that she came to 'know' the man whom her mother had loved so; and by the sight of the photos in that box, her mother wasn't the only one who held the other close to their heart.
Jamie asked to meet him, but it was so refused. In her outrage, she ran away. Making sure she had plenty of cash and luggage for such a trip. She'd been away for about three months before she was caught and arrested. Her adoptive father, but still her father no less, was fuming. It was around this time after, she was sent off to the academy. Of course she was in the wrong. She had run away to meet a man who had turned his back.
Looking back now, she realizes she isn't proud of the actions she took. She knew even back then she could have done things a lot differently. No matter how good it feels to write off the rules, when a new day breaks she's only left a fool. She doesn't dwell on it now though. There's no point.
-A bell chimed throughout the room as she pushed the front door in and entered. She had just moved back into the dorms this past day from the summer and classes wouldn't start for another week. Over her vacation she had been visiting her brother and other family. Indeed she knew she'd grown not only by physical stature and knowledge (defense classes) but also by mature means as well. She no longer needed to defend any part of her case or prove something. Whatever her choices, when she makes them it's nothing to do with what anyone else says but with just her. She can only make the best of this new year.- Family and Other Important People:
She does have a kid brother; five years and some months younger. His name is Shane. Shane is Jennifer and Mathew’s son. So he's technically her half brother. Cousins named Sofia and Rory Silvia-Harman, on her adoptive father's side of the family. Jamie and her two cousins were together alot growing up.
Items of Note:
The twin Aunts passed away at almost exactly the same time. This happened around the time of Jamie's was fourteenth birthday; Their last words written in separate letters to Jamie, Shane, Jennifer and her Husband, and Jennifer's siblings. The will left the farm and House to the eldest daughter of their eldest sister’s eldest daughter when she becomes 18. Jamie. For now Jamie was given a Sunflower pendent the Aunts left. She keeps the sunflower pendant in her pocket all the time and rubs it when she’s thinking, deep in thought, or nervous. She loves the smell of lit wooden matches. It reminds her of the warm environment around her beloved great aunts on her mother's side of the family.
Character Goals:
She knows God is calling her to lead and help bring others to know Christ, so that is her career goal. She wants to bring others to Christ through her art, by using her life experiences her lord has given her, and simply being a regular leading Christian.
She wants to publish artwork and for them to be known. She wants her art of various categories to witness and glorify God and for the messages they send to people to be good so people can better themselves in all areas and think more on their relationship with God. And she enjoys leading, active activities(sports), and working with children so she also wants to coach swimming and soccer.
Unfortunately these dreams are unrealistic. Jamie has decided that those goals involving art and leading will be hobbies more than anything else. Her real target would be a good education in the medical field somewhere. She doesn't know exactly where yet.
Powers, Abilities and Notable Skills: She dreams strange dreams. In her dreams she almost never dreams of herself. It’s like she is dreaming as someone else and she can feel everything they feel. She has dreamt of a lot murders in the past; usually feeling the killer’s emotions. Scary cause sometimes the killer was feeling excitement and joy and other times the killer was frightened and scared for some reason. Or she'd dream she were the victim which terrified her just as much. She’d wake up in the middle of the night screaming and throwing up. But ever since she fell out of a tree, knocking her out and leaving a scar on her back, she hasn't had one. (possibly planning on letting this plot return.)
RP Sample:
-The First Time We Met- Her brown curls floated in the passing wind breaking through the trees. Moving a left hand up she tucked some behind her ear and continued her walk. She figured she would stop when she reached the lake and sit by it.
Lately she'd felt pledged by demons and now felt like a great time to rid them from her thoughts. She knew she couldn't fix everything so why make it a constant weight in her heart? She just wanted to be happy and free to have her faith without judgement from others.
"Forget them." she spoke to herself and smiled as she hopped up on a log, balancing with her arms out as she walked across.
Stepping off her ears sang to a guitar and a male voice. Drawn to it, she didn't want to bother them. It was a nice song. Walking closer she saw the boy playing and singing the lyrics with heart and picked a trunk to leen against and listen for a while. The brown eyed girl enjoyed hearing others sing like this. When he stopped she realized another man was there now. She got up from her seat and went to continue her walk, meaning to be nonchalant and uninterruptive.
|