Post by nofarhasjoined on Feb 12, 2010 15:23:48 GMT -5
...Genevive Stone*
*Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all...*
[/size]*Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all...*
...basics*
name Genevive Stone
nickname Genny (prounounced Jenny)
age 17
gender female
grade senior
hometown New York City
sexuality straight
reincarnate the Evil Queen
...appearance*
hair color dark brown
eye color piercing light blue
build thin
height 5'10"... towers over most
clothing style Whatever's in style. She's always the first to own it... and the first to cut it way shorter and way lower than the original design.
distinctive traits her eyes are bluer than anyone's... people seem transfixed, almost, by them... she also has a tattoo on her back, with the words written "I'll break your heart </3"
...personal*
personality Personality? Please. I would hardly call what she had a "personality". Maybe more like... "everything that's wrong with the world all comvined into one"? Yes, that seems FAR more appropraite.
I have 2 suggestions about what you should do if you ever meet Genevive. #1- look away- especially from her eyes. Run and never look back.
#2- if you already know her, do NOT make her mad, and do NOT fall for her. Becuase she will never, EVER, fall for anyone. Don't be fooled.
Of course, no one knew this about Genevive. And she loved that... because that way, she could control anyone and anything she wanted. She lured boys into loving her... and then crushed them, and watched them cry. She loved torture and pain... but of course, only when it didn't happen to her. And it rarely ever did... but when it does... RUN.
Genevive was not the kind of girl who could say sorry, or admit defeat. If she knew she was wrong, and that she owed someone a sorry, she would find a way to get them deported.
If she knew she had lost, she would find a way to make it look like that other person had robbed a bank, and get them jailed. She would not stand for anyone telling her she was flawed. She had to be absolutley perfect.
past Genevive has had a very... interesting past. A grand one for her, but a scarring one for anyone who'd ever met her... especially the men. Every boy around the block had dated her, been kissed by her, fallen in love with her, and dumped by her. She laughed in the faces of them all, all thinking he was the one who could change her. That he was the one she would fall for, and treat right. Hahaha! As if anyone could ever be good enough for the fairest of them all.
The girls had been traumatized by her too. Genevive made sure NO ONE put a hand on ANY of her men... she'd have a way to take care of them if they did. And since all the men of the neighborhood were hers, they'd always end up alone. She'd always been the dumper, and she'd always been the winner. Except...
One boy, whos as unimportant to her as all the rest, had actaully dumped her. HE dumped HER! Something about the other girl having a "better personality" and "not burning ants on the sidewalk for fun." Of course, this outraged Genevive. She tried to frame a robbery- he visited her in jail. Constantly. She got her deported... (although she was American, with the bat of her eyes she'd convinced them the girl was from Australia) the boy moved there with her. She simply couldn't win. And it absoulutely outraged her.
present
Her present? Well, honestly, it hasn't changed much from the past. She does the same things, tricks the same people, and laughs at thier downfall. She never moved (but most of her neighbors did) and she never changed. Except...
The guy who rejected her. She simply could not get over it. She KNEW she was the fairest. She KNEW she was the best. AT EVERYTHING. NO ONE HAD BETTER TELL HER OTHERWISE. Which is why the boy's rejection irked her so... it was as if she was... dare she say it... not perfect? She had to get back at them... somehow...
likes Toying with emotions
being the best
shopping
guys who care about looks
laughing at other's pain
dislikes getting her own emotions toyed with
feeling like she's NOT the best
guys who care about "personality"
staying at home all day
having her own pain laughed at
other notes
...literature*
book title Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
backstory My character's part in the story was pretty much being the "bad guy". She wanted to be the fairest of them all, so each day she would ask a mirror she had on her wall who was the fairest. Almost each day it was her, until Snow White showed up... stealing her thunder. Outraged, she sent a man to kill her... but he couldn't do it. He told her to run, and so she did, meeting kind dwarves... but obviosuly, the Evil Queen would not stand for this. She disguised herself as an old lady, giving her a posion apple. But Snow White got kissed by some awful Prince, they all lived happily ever after, blah blah blah. It really all depends on your point of view.
...roleplayer*
name Nofar
age 13
gender female
rp experience shoulder the sky
how you found ouac uhm... u guys showed me? XD
rp sampleGrace felt... oh, what DIDN'T she feel? She felt the soaring feeling, as always, simply because Oliver was standing at her door. She felt humiliated because, apperently, she had STILL had some makeup on her, but felt relieved when he didn't seem to care... and wiped it off her face like the perfect gentleman. That, again, inceased the feeling of soaring- she didn't know she could feel this way... this strong... this fast. To her suprise, perhaps the only thing she DIDN'T feel, was nervous. She felt... so comfortable around him...
"Would you mind if I blind folded you for the way there?"
Now, you would expect Grace to feel nervous, wouldn't you? You might expect her to start hyperventilating, slam the door and call the police. But... she didn't. Although she KNEW, in theory, that this could end VERY badly, she felt... as if she KNEW it wouldn't. She felt as if she could trust Oliver, and as though there was truth in his eyes, truth in his words. Although usually she would have needed a straightforward "I will not hurt you" to tell if someone was lying, she could just... just TELL he wouldn't. "Okay... but remember, I have a strange habit of bumping into trees... being blindfolded might make that worse." She said, her eyes dancing with silly humor. Honestly... she didn't really CARE where they were going. As long as she was going with him.
