Post by nofarisnotfar on Feb 12, 2010 22:18:37 GMT -5
...Annabelle Snow*
*In my own little corner, in my own little chair, I can be whatever I want to be...*
[/size]*In my own little corner, in my own little chair, I can be whatever I want to be...*
...basics*
name Annabelle Snow
nickname Anna, Belle, Snowflake
age 18
gender female
grade senior in high school
hometown Ireland... where she was always free to do as she pleased
sexuality straight
reincarnate Cinderella
...appearance*
hair color blonde
eye color light blue
build thin
height 5'3"
clothing style always dreams of fancy ball gowns and beautiful outfits... but had never been able to afford more than cheap sweaters.
distinctive traitsshe has always had miniscule feet... she had to get her shoes tailored.
...personal*
personality Annabelle Snow had big dreams. She'd always dreamed of meeting the perfect guy, falling in love, and living happily ever after. Unfornatley, she was in real life, and things were not always that easy...
Annabelle did whatever anyone told her. She was too sweet and kind to ever say no... so people used her. She did people's laundry, cleaned people's floors, or whatever else anyone asked of her. She hated herself for letting them do this to her... she very well knew thier intentions. But when someone looked her in the eye with a pleading look, she simply broke down.
Annabelle needed help. She needed someone to teach her to say no, someone who would protect her from all the evil out there willing to use her. She had no such person, though... only a stepmother who cared little to none about her existence. So just used her as a cleaning lady... very well knowing of her weakness.
past
Annabelle's past? She didn't really like to talk about it. Ever. In fact, she was the only one who knew it... she never let anyone else in... it hurt too much. She wasn't always the weak, spineless, stepped on girl she was today. Things used to be much better. Until...
Annabelle's mother died when she was very young. And Annabelle watched it all happen. It was a car accident... a drunk driver in the other car. Annabelle was in the car... she was the lucky one. Her mother was not. This... emotionally broke Annabelle. She didn't care for anything anymore... including people stepping on her.
Annabelle DID care, although, that her father had moved on, and brought in "new Mommy." "You'll love her!" He assured. Annabelle certainly did not love her, and she did not love her new stepsisters, either. She especially did not love that her college money was going to "emergency dresses", "emergency diamonds," and "emergency breast implants." She puked at the sight of her, and she made her clean up that puke.
present Annabelle's present? She didn't much like to talk about it either. It wasn't much better than her past, unfornatley... she was still her disgusting stepmother's slave, her stepsisters still used her... and she still couldn't say no to anyone.
She hated herself. She hated every minute she spent in her house, and she barely was ever allowed free. His father was so oblivious... lost in the "prettiness" of her stepmother. Annabelle was so tempted to slap him out of it, to scream, to tell him the truth... but she was just to kind.
likes
families staying together
fashion
her mother
what USED to be her father
fairytales
dislikes HER STEPMOTHER
HER STEPSISTERS
what has become of her father
broken families
cleaning
other notes since she was never allowed out of the house, she was also never allowed to meet guys. She always dreamed of... a "Prince Charming".
...literature*
book title Cinderella
backstory Cinderella played the main character in the story. Her mother died, so her father re-married- a disgusting woman with 2 equally disgusting daughters who made poor Cinderella's life miserable- by making her clean up and do all the chores. A prince was having a ball in order to meet the woman who he wanted to marry. All were invited, but Cinderella's stepsisters and mother forbid her from going. But Cinderella's fairy godmother came, giving her a ride to the ball and a beautiful gown, but told her she had to return by midnight. She met the prince, the fell in love... then midnight came. She had to run off, but left her shoe behind. The Prince said whoever the shoe fits, he would marry. Of course, it only fit Cinderella, and they lived happily ever after.
...roleplayer*
name Nofar
age 13
gender female
rp experience Shoulder the Sky
how you found ouac you 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.
