Post by Brooke Crimson on Sept 4, 2006 3:01:34 GMT
::Character Statistics::
Name: Brooke Crimson
Age: 17
Year: 12th/Senior
::Character Appearance::
Description: Long, dark, brown hair is one of Brooke's best features and she is very proud of it. Her hair is usually hanging down her back or sometimes covering her brown eyes. Whenever Brooke is crying she usually covers her face with her hair and bury her head in her lap. Brooke's absolute best facial feature is her dark brown eyes and her pink lips. These two together usually bring guys to her and she uses her sweet, innocent face to her advantage. Also, Brooke's body is very small and she has a rather tall height for a 17 year old girl. Her waist is tiny and she can fit into the smallest clothes imaginable. Brooke is very proud of her body and tends to show off more skin then needed.
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::Family::
Parents: Darren & Elizabeth Holder (Birth Parents), Katie and Johnathon Crimson (Adopted Parents)
Siblings: None
Pets: None
Financial Status: Wealthy
::Character Personality::
Overview: Brooke is a very out-going and fun girl and because of this, she's usually one to be seen at parties. She loves to have a good time, but mostly is causing trouble and being dramatic. Her favorite thing to do is to cause drama between friends or boyfriend/girlfriend relationships and Brooke is not one to just stay faithful to one boy. She is usually seen crowded around a group of guys because of her flirty nature. Also, Brooke can be a bit of a bitch if someone gets on her bad side, but for the most part, she's really nice.
History: Brooke Crimson was born on December 5th to Darren and Elizabeth Holder. Her parents weren't exactly 'rich' and therefore, they couldn't keep Brooke as their child. Sure, they could have asked for help from their community, but only one problem.....Brooke was concieved out of wed-lock. The community they lived in didn't approve of that kind of behavior. So on Brooke's 1st birthday, she was adopted by a wealthy family in Cedar Valley.
For years, Brooke didn't believe that the parents she had lived with for most of her life were her real parents. She searched everywhere to find out who she truly belonged to, but.....nothing. Finally, on her 15th birthday the truth came out about her adoption. Sure, she always figured that was what happened, but by then she had grown to love Katie and John....her, in her opinion, real parents.
She felt abandoned for a while, but when she realized that living with Katie and John was where she truly belonged, she accepted it. None of her friends, not even her best friends know about her adoption. Brooke was too embarassed to tell the truth about it. Now she lives happily with her 'parents'. She's living for the present, not the past.
Likes: Singing, Clothing Design, Acting & Shopping
Dislikes: Mathematics & History
::Sample Roleplay::
Why, Oh why did I eat that ice cream.
That was the only thought in Heather's mind as she rushed towards the track. Her stomach was clenching just thinking about how much fat was in that one little ice cream sandwich. Sure, it tasted good, but she needed to keep her figure and the week before she had scarfed down three slices of pizza. This was NOT the way to keep in shape.
So what to do when you can feel your thighs growing? Throw it up? Nah, Heather wasn't the type to do that. So what should she do?
Running!
That was the only logical thing that she could think of. Sure, she hated the thought of sinking to a new low and racing around a circle, but Heather had no other choice. "Ugh!" she practically screamed as her leg muscles started to burn beneath her. She hadn't even reached the track yet and already she could feel the burn.
Sweat dripped down her forehead as her legs carried her where she wanted to go. Running around for three miles just to reach the track kind of did that to a person.
Not alone?
There was someone else on the track as Heather could see. As she got closer she tried to make out who it was, but she just couldn't. Her eyes were stinging as she struggled to keep them open for as long as she could. As soon as she was in a close distance, Heather realized it was....
Rachel Hunter. One of Heather's 'party buddies'. "RACH! HEY!" she yelled, waving a hand as she fought to catch up.
