KINNELY, Naomi Amelia

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...Naomi Amelia Kinnely*
*Stupid Cupid, stop picking on me.*

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...basics*

name Naomi Kinnely
nickname Mimi
age 20
gender Female
grade J. Barrie Sophomore
hometown Springfield, Illinois
sexuality Bi with a preference for men.
personification Nimmie Amee
status Dormant
face claim Britne Oldford

...appearance*

hair color Curly curly curly brown.
eye color Protuberant Hazelnut Brown.
build Petite and slender.
height Between 5"2 and 5"3
clothing style Very Earth Mother.
distinctive traits Chews nails constantly.

...personal*

personality
# Good communication skills - She's a good talker, and is never afraid to call it like she's sees it.
# Sociable - Not a shy bone in this girls body, she'll approach you with her trusty video camera, and start an interview right on the spot.
# Idealist - Mimi always believes that people are good, until proven otherwise. And if it is so proven that you are a bad person, it devastates the poor girl.
# Tactless - BLUNT. Calling it like she sees it, see above.
# Desires change - Despite her laid back nature (which can often be described as lazy), Mimi desires great changes in her life. Now, if she could just get some motivation.
# Unlucky in love - She's pretty much convinced that Cupid hates her. Her boyfriends/guys she likes are always jerks or something. At any rate, she stays with them until they move on to greener pastures, leaving her feeling like an idiot for sticking with them for so long.
past
Besides her Father leaving soon after the birth of her younger sister, Lily, Naomi's life was pretty dull up until a curious family from El Paso moved into the other side of the duplex Mimi grew up in. The boy, who was cute, if not a bit surly, was Naomi's age, and their first conversation went as such:

Naomi was sitting outside on the swing set behind her house, taking in the cool night air, and fiddling with her video camera. She was about to accept the boredom that was washing over her, when she heard a window open. Looking up, she saw the new neighbor boy, his expression sour as always, tossing a bag out the window. As he shimmied down the ivy tress, Mimi mosied on closer, pleased to see he hadn't noticed her. His bag was stuffed, and she wondered briefly what his plans were. "If your running away," She said suddenly, leaning against the fence as he startled, glaring at her as if she had intruded on something important. "You should probably wait until morning. The cops around here are pretty stringent about curfew." He didn't reply, unless you counted his scowl deepening. Taking the plunge, she continued. "I'm Mimi. Your neighbor." Silence still. "And you are..."

After a moment of consideration, tall, dark, and brooding finally answered. "Guillermo."

"It's nice to meet you Guillermo." Mimi said, her voice mimicking a over excited hostess. "Where are you from?"

"Texas."

"What part?"

"El Paso."

"Do you smoke?"

"Smoke what?" Fishing out her makeshift, tinfoil, cigarette case, she offered him a cigarette, which he took hesitantly. "Um. Thanks, I guess." She smiled a your welcome, heading back to the swing, pleased as he followed her and took the swing next to hers.

"Are you going to Carter High?" She continued the interview, watching him nod. "What grade?"

"Tenth."

"Ah, suck. I'm in ninth." She passed him her lighter after lighting her cigarette, swinging lazily. "Where were you going."

He shrugged, hiding a wince as he inhaled. "Anywhere but here." It was a vague answer, with an undertone of sharpness that informed her to mind her own business.

"The schools not so bad. You taking the bus?" She asked, changing the subject back to the prior one. He shrugged. Frowning, she put the camera up, starting to record him. Guillermo from Texas did not object, but merely raised his eyebrow. "Any words of wisdom for the camera?"

Her held the cigarette to his lips for a moment, shrugging. "Like what?"

"Doesn't matter. Anything you like. Heck, it doesn't even have to be wise, just say something."

"Something." He muttered sarcastically, a grin cracking in his features.

Mimi chuckled, as her Mother's voice shouted out the window. "NAOMI! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE AND DO THE DISHES." Closing her camera, Mimi shrugged, getting off the swing.

"Isn't that a beautiful noise?" She sighed in a whimsy voice. He grinned at her a little wider. "Well, I'll catch you later El Paso."

"Adios."


The next day, Mimi didn't see Guillermo. But she did hear about him. Apparently, Kirk Cameron, who seemed to be under the impression that a Lettermens jacket was the perfect excuse to be a dick, called the New Boy a 'Faggot' only to have his face made into minced meat. Mimi wasn't sure if this rumor was true, at least until she arrived home to hear shouting on the Salas-Ortiz side. She waited until the arguing stopped, before climbing out her window and tapping on his window lightly. Mimi parked herself on the roof, waiting for him to respond. He opened the window, his eyebrow raising again. "Hey there, El Paso."

"I'm grounded." He said, rolling his eyes.

"I heard. Did you really try and stab Cameron with a broken ruler?" She asked, passing him a cigarette.

Taking it, he laughed a little. "No. I just hit him a couple times." Shrugging coolly, he climbed out the window, leaving one leg in, and grinning a little proud. "It was an important life lesson. Don't mess with people you don't know."

"So your Dad pretty cheesed then?"

"Eh, he'll get over it. One of the benefits of divorce. Lots of guilt means lots of room to fuck up and be in basically no trouble." Mimi looked up at him, not sure if she was suppose to comment on the divorce thing. It didn't even look like he realized he said it, though it could be him playing off the cool guy thing.

"Did you get suspended?"

"Nah, they gave me a pass because of first day stress or some shit." He flinched a little, tossing the cigarette as his bedroom door opened, his scowl returning. Mimi followed suit, a little sad she was wasting a whole cigarette. "What?"

Mimi peered in, seeing who she assumed to be Guillermo's Father. "You're grounded to your room, young man-"

"And I'm in my room." Guillermo shot back, shaking the leg that was in fact still in the room.

Watching his Father's face form the same scowl Guillermo's was defaulted in, Naomi charged in for the assist. "It's my fault, Sir. I'm Naomi, from next door. I just wanted to thank Guillermo for what he did today." Both Guillermo and Mr. Salas-Ortiz stared at her, not understanding. "He only got into the fight because Kirk Cameron was harassing me. He's a little handsy."

Mr. Salas-Ortiz was stunned, which was little in comparison to Guillermo's shocked face. "Guillermo, is that what happened?"

"Erm..."

"Yeah. I told him to tell the school what happened, but Guillermo was all: I need to take responsibility for my actions and yada yada, so I thought I should just come over and thank him at least." Putting on her sweetest face, she looked at Mr. Salas-Ortiz. "He's not in too much trouble, is he?"

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Mr. Salas-Ortiz sighed deeply. "Of course not, though you should have told the school." Still in a bit of shock, Guillermo just nodded. "I do find it commendable that you wanted to take responsibility. But next time, hijo, tell a teacher, okay?"

"Uh, yeah. Alright, I will."

"It was nice to meet you, Naomi." Said Mr. Salas-Ortiz, leaving the two. "You be careful out there."

"Nice to meet you too, Sir. And I will." Mimi smiled, shooting a glowing smile at Guillermo. "I'd like to accept this oscar, on behalf of all the little people who had faith in me." Feigning tears, she pretended to fan them away. "You like me! You really like me!" Snickering, she pulled out two new cigarettes.

"That was... cool. Why'd you do it?" He sounded a little suspicious, his dark features still smiling though.

Mimi shrugged, lighting her new cigarette. "Cause, if your grounded, who am I gonna hang out with. Duh."

"Perra loca."

"Uh... Si." He seemed to find this highly amusing, pulling his leg out of his room, sitting next to her on the roof. From then on, the two were friends.

Life was quiet for the pair, for the next month, mostly Mimi filming her new friend doing various stupid things on his skateboard. But after a while, their peers got curious about the quiet and brooding Texan. Few were brave enough to approach him, and when they did get the courage, he mostly stared at them until they went away. "If you don't tell them something, their going to start making shit up on their own." Mimi warned with good humor, as the two prepared for the morning bell.

"Let them."

Mimi snickered. "You really don't care?"

"Nope."

She raised her eyebrow at him, before noticing Jessica Tanner, Kirk Cameron's lovely and popular girlfriend, and her minions watching them closely, whispering behind their hands. "Say something to me." Mimi said, getting a bit of an idea.

Looking confused but complying, he shrugged. "Something."

Mimi gasped loudly, striking him across the face. "BASTARD!" He clutched his cheek, shocked, about to start yelling, before she muttered at him, her lips barely moving. "Don't freak, just grab my shoulders and say something with a serious and kinda sad face."

"Wha-"

"El Paso, just do it!"

Sighing, he did what she said, his face the perfect amount of serious and sad. "How about an explanation."

"Soon. I promise." Mimi promised, her face becoming suddenly very sympathetic looking. Jessica and her friends looked enthralled, edging as if wanting to come closer. As one did, Mimi spoke in a clear, tragic voice. "Oh my gosh. I didn't know. I'm so sorry!" Suddenly, Mimi embraced her friend, whispering in his ear. "I just made you a legend, Tex." She pulled away, touching his arm sweetly. "Stay strong. I'll see you at lunch." The bell rang on cue, and Naomi ran off to class, leaving a very perplexed Guillermo behind.

It didn't take even five minutes before Jessica was sitting next to her in Algebra. "Hey Nina-"

"Naomi."

"That's what I said." Jessica passed by, leaning in closer. "I saw what happened. Are you okay?"

Mimi nodded, fighting every urge to burst out laughing. "Yeah. It's him I'm worried about."

"What happened?"

"Well," Putting forth the correct amount of hesitation, Mimi bursted out. "See... We've kind of been. You know." Jessica looked surprised, but nodded, enthralled in the drama. "And I asked him to by my legit boyfriend, and he said he couldn't."

Jessica gasped. "Does he have one at home? That dog!"

"That's what I thought too, but see, heres the thing. When he was in El Paso, he had an affair with an older, married, woman." Mimi nodded gravely at Jessica's startled face. "I know. Well, the woman fell head over heels in love and wanted to run away with him."

"Oh god!"

"Well, he loved her, and really wanted too. But he couldn't. Said he couldn't take a Mother away from her children, and the woman's husband could provide a life for them that he could not." Jessica was already imagining a romance between Guillermo and herself, Mimi could tell. "But the husband found out, and wanted to kill Guillermo, and that's why he moved here. But he still loves her dearly."

"So why'd he do it with you then."

"Because, he says when he's with a girl, and making them feel beautiful, he feels like less of a homewrecker. But he says his heart will always belong to that woman." Jessica touched her heart, sighing breathlessly.

If Jessica had any sense at all, she would know Mimi was lying. There was no way he could have said all that in the hall just now. Luckily, Jess had all the intelligence of a retard wombat. "That's so romantic." The teacher stared at the girls, who pretended to be back to work for a moment. "So... was it good?"

"Amazing." Mimi responded instantly, her face becoming nostalgic. "I've never felt so vulnerable, but so safe in all my life. I mean, I know it's corny to say, but it was almost like a religious experience." Jessica's mouth was agape, and Mimi gave herself a mental pat on the shoulder. "You can't tell anyone though. He doesn't want it to get around about the married woman."

"Oh, def, you can totes trust me." Mimi smiled thankfully, knowing the entire school would know the sordid tale by lunch.


She could tell, as Guillermo approached their lunch table, that she was right. But she said nothing, waiting for him to speak. "The most breathtaking experience of your life?" She couldn't help but snort into her chocolate milk, laughing heartily at his stony voice.

"Someone is misquoting me."

"This is not funny! I have twenty seven notes in my trapper keeper right now, about how they think I'm some romantic sap or something." He hissed, silencing as some girls passed by, waving awkwardly. They giggled, whispering fervently, before Guillermo returned to quietly scolding Mimi. "What the hell?"

"You said you didn't care-"

"Mimi!"

"Relax. As long as you can last longer than three minutes, any girl here will think your a sex god, Stud." Spotting Jessica approach, Mimi giggled. "Jessica is coming over here. Call her Ashly or something. Oh! And act like she's not important."

"Wha-"

Before he could respond, Jessica arrived, leaning forward just enough to give Guillermo a glimpse of her cleavage. "Hey Guillermo." Mimi had to shove an entire carrot stick in her mouth, at Jessica's sultry tone.

"Hey, Stephanie." Jessica looked instantly put off, but Guillermo played it cool.

"Jessica." He shrugged, poking his beans with a fork with disinterest. "You speak Spanish, right?" He watched her closely, not responding. "Well, see, I need a Spanish tutor, and I was wondering if you were interested."

"Whatever."

"Great!" She breathed out, excited. Mimi tried to stay focused on her carrots. "Kirk has wrestling practice at these times-" Jessica began writing the schedule in pink ink, followed by her phone number. "So, you'll have my undivided attention." She pushed the note to Guillermo, her eyes fluttering. "Call me." With that, she left, having not even acknowledged Mimi being there.

It was of no matter to Mimi, who fluttered her eyes dramatically at Guillermo. "Caaalll me!"

Laughing, he shoved Mimi away, looking suddenly into the fairy tale she had invented. "That's that asshole's girl, right?" Mimi nodded. "Hm. Interesting." With that, the two ate their lunch, admiring Mimi's handiwork at starting the soon to be infamous sexual resume that would be Guillermo's.


As the next couple years passed, Mimi was pretty sure that she was the only non-related, female, in Guillermo's life that had not been added to the list of conquest. Not because he wasn't cute or anything like that, more for a lack of wanting things to be weird. So she dated, and he... did whatever he called what he was doing. Not that he seemed to approve of her choices in guys, which she could understand. They were notoriously lazy, harsh, jack asses; but Mimi wouldn't see it until they dumped her. The most hated of the list of evil exes was Jeremy Smooter.

"I don't like him." Guillermo said one day, as Mimi fiddled with her new camera in her bedroom.

Though she knew who he was talking about, she played innocent. "Who?"

"Smooter." She made no comment, as his eyes bored into her. "I heard he sold meth to John Tractors kid sister."

"Yeah? And you had an affair with a married woman in El Paso. People will believe anything." She dismissed, having heard this rumor too. Holding the camera up at him, she recorded his Guillermo-pattened scowl. "It wasn't meth, it was just some coke, and he only did it so his Mom could pay rent."

"Oh, well, if it was just some coke..." Guillermo sneered, rolling his eyes. His eyes narrowed. "Have you done anything with him?"

"Noneyuh." He put his hand on the lens of the camera, lowering it. "I've experiment with a few things, but nothing hardcore, okay, Daddy?" Guillermo rolled his eyes, fishing his cigarette's out of his pockets. Downstairs Mimi's Mother could be heard, arguing with her eldest son.

"Hows it going over here?" He asked suddenly, as if the noise downstairs was no indicator.

"Same old shit."

The two sat in a tense silence, as she put in Halo. "Just be careful, alright?" He said suddenly, picking the controller up. "Don't do something stupid."

"Yeah yeah."

"I'm serious Mimi."

"You worry too much, Tex. I'm fine. Now quit distracting me from pwning your ass."

But she wasn't fine. As her and Jeremy's relationship continued, Mimi was getting braver and braver with her drug use, until she was craving something bigger and stronger every day, just to feel human. She kept it hidden, however, deciding she didn't have a problem, but she was sure Guillermo suspected. It wasn't until she ran away for a few days, that anything was confirmed.

Sitting in the seedy motel, Mimi felt herself spiraling. Jeremy didn't want her leave, and when she tried to just walk out, he made it very clear that she was not allowed. Frightened, she went into the bathroom, pulling out the phone that Jeremy had thought he had hidden. Shaking, her head swimming through a haze of drugs, she sat in the bathtub and dialed her best friends phone number. "Hello?" His voice was like a rush of relief to her.

"H-hey Tex." She whispered, praying Jeremy wouldn't hear her.

"Mimi? Why are you whispering. Are you alright?"

She nodded, forgetting he couldn't see her. "Um- w-w-will you come get me? I wann-na come home." Tears trickled out of her eyes, which she wiped away before they could stain her face.

"Where are you?"

"The Super 8, across from BK. I-I don't think Jeremy will let me leave-"

"Naomi, what are you doing?" Jeremy's voice came through the line. Gasping, she stared up at him, suddenly shaking violently.

Guillermo seemed to sense something wrong. "Hand him the phone." Her hand vibrating, she handed Jeremy the phone.

"Who is thi- What the fuck do you want? Yeah, I got some. Why? I thought you were all drug free and shit. Oh yeah? Sure. Yeah, come on over then." Jeremy shrugged, ending the phone call, Mimi feeling severely confused. "Looks like he's not as much of a pussy as I thought he was."

The two waited for about ten minutes, before a knock came to their door. Sure enough, it was Guillermo, whose eyes went straight to Mimi as he entered. As soon as Jeremy shut the door, Guillermo was on him, with Mimi in the corner, covering her ears and eyes. It wasn't until Guillermo touched her, that she reopened them, Jeremy's body limp on the floor, Guillermo's face scraped with a few cuts. "You alright?" He asked, despite being the wounded one. "What are you on?"

She shrugged, tearing up guiltily. "I-I dunno."

Sighing, Guillermo put his coat around her, leading her out the door. She could tell he was mad, but he was too nice of a guy to scold her in this state. It could be argued that Mimi was the first person to really believe that Guillermo Salas-Ortiz had a heart. And it was with that realization, that Mimi realized she was head over heels in love with him.

After two months of agonizing sobriety, with him waiting patiently through the withdrawals and the two relapses, Mimi finally decided to tell him. "You know, you're not as much of a bastard as you make everyone believe."

He laughed dryly, looking over his homework lazily. "Yeah, don't go spreading that around..." She stared at him, until his brown eyes met hers, feeling the serious tension that had filled the room.

"I love you." She finally said, not blurting it, but speaking in a casual tone.

He shook his head, staring down at his paper. "No you don't."

"Do so."

"Do not."

"Do so."

"You have the answer to number forty three?"

"We should have sex." He looked back up at her, his eyebrow arching. "I get it. You don't want to date. Cool. We should still do it."

Sighing, he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Whys that?"

"Why not?" She shot back, answering his question with another question. He didn't respond. "Don't you think I'm cute?"

"Of course I think your cute."

"Have you never thought about me like that before."

"Of course I have. That's not the point." She waited for him to say the point. "You just went through a thing. I know I'm a dick, but not so much to take advantage of you in such... I dunno... sensitive time." Dismissively, she kissed his neck, feeling his body tense up. "Stop that." Grinning, her lips went up to his ear. "Mimi-"

"I'm asking for a lay, Guillermo. Not for you to marry me."

"I'm leaving for New York in a month, Mimi-" She interrupted him, kissing him with an impatient passion. There was just something... right... about it. And, as one would expect, they did have sex.

But he really did end up leaving, and with a year of school still ahead of her, Mimi was left, completely abandoned.
present
She had told herself that she would be out of Springfield when she turned eighteen. But then there was the issue of money. So she decided to save for a year. Unfortunately, it took her six months to finally get a job. Finally for her twentieth birthday, with a substantial birthday check from her Grandmother, she decided New York was the place to go. Not that she was still fantasizing about Guillermo, but because she wanted to pursue her dream of film making.

The fact that she might run into Guillermo, was just a bonus.
family
Dawn Butler - Her Mother.
Greg Kinnely - Absent Father.
Sam Kinnely - Brother
Aaron Kinnely - Brother
Lily Kinnely - Sister
likes
# Privacy
# Dreams
# Magic
# Change
# Eccentricity
# Surprises
dislikes
# Show-offs
# Taken for granted
# Being 'pinned down'
# Violence
# Senseless extravagance
# Drama Queens
other notes TEXT HERE

...literature*

book title TEXT HERE
backstory Nimmie Amee is the Munchkin girl whom the Tin Woodman once loved in The Wonderful Wizard of Oz.. She was not named The Tin Woodman of Oz, as Nick Chopper never went to find her after the Wizard gave him a "kind" but not a "loving" heart until that novel's protagonist, Woot the Wanderer, encouraged him to do so.

In The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, the Tin Woodman tells Dorothy Gale and the Scarecrow that the girl was a servant for an old woman who did not wish her to marry, and so sought the aid of the Wicked Witch of the East to place a spell on him that caused him to cut himself up with his axe while carrying on his livelihood. In The Tin Woodman of Oz, this was retconned, and in Nick's new telling, she was directly enslaved by the Witch herself.

Nimmie Amee was aware of the spell, which occurred gradually, and was not bothered by his condition and still wished to marry him, but he lost interest when he lost his heart. (In Wizard, he lost his heart after his head; in Tin Woodman, he lost his head last and the Witch ran around with it in her arms.) Soon a soldier named Captain Fyter also wooed the girl, and the Witch dealt him the same blow, and he sought help from the same tin smith, Ku-Klip. Fyter's head and parts of Nick and his body were incorporated into Chopfyt, a new person, through the use of magic glue found in the Witch's house. Ku-Klip was unable to find one arm, so he fashioned one out of tin. In this way, Chopfyt reminded her of both the men she loved, and she married him, and Baum presented them as a happy couple at the end of the novel, although Princess Ozma forbade Ku-Klip from ever doing such a thing again.

...roleplayer*

name Divya Genericlastname.
age 18
gender Female
rp experience ABSOLUTELY NONE! But I am quite excited.
how you found ouac Molly and Denny never shutting up about it.
rp sample AT LEAST THREE PARAGRAPHS

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