Post by layniemasterson on Sept 12, 2011 16:38:45 GMT -5
...Laynie Greta Masterson*
*If the beasts in forest had devoured us, at least we would have gone together.*
[/size]*If the beasts in forest had devoured us, at least we would have gone together.*
...basics*
name Laynie Greta Masterson
nickname Laynie. Only Laynie.
age 15
gender Female
grade A Sophomore at Baum
hometown Brooklyn, New York
sexuality Heterosexual
personification Gretel
status Dormant
face claim Georgie Henley
...appearance*
hair color Her hair is a dark brown color, curly, and is often sort of frizzy.
eye color Her eyes are a bluish-gray color.
build Small and slight.
height 5'3"
clothing style Whatever she thinks is comfortable, and whatever she thinks is cute.
distinctive traits None.
...personal*
personality
Laynie is a quiet, well-behaved girl. She tries to draw as little attention to herself as possible. You would probably never notice her in a crowd, or take a second glance at her if you had passed her on the street. Laynie is not the girl who has five social networking accounts; no, she is the girl who stays home on nights where most of her peers might be out with friends, and instead babysits or runs errands for her bedridden neighbors. At first glance, she might seem prissy or stuck-up, as she talks to only a select few, namely, her extremely small group of friends and her brother, but upon closer inspection, one would find that she is simply introverted.
Occasionally, one might see a nervous and jittery Laynie. In this case, one could be almost positive to assume that something unfortunate has happened. When a situation of this sort occurs, Laynie transforms into a tense and worried girl, seeming to be scared of her own shadow. Really, though, Laynie acts like this more than just when a troublesome situation has presented itself, but to a lesser extent. One could say that she is just a naturally cautious girl. One might also call her a wimp, but Laynie prefers to be safe rather than sorry.
Laynie is also a rather domestic soul. Cooking, baking, sewing; those are all things that she enjoys. Much of her wardrobe is even comprised of clothing she has sewn herself. Oftentimes, when her mother or father has to work late, Laynie will cook dinner for whomever is in the house at the time. Along with that, she is a bit more old-fashioned than her peers. Instead of watching television, one would probably find her reading, most likely a book of fairytales or something with a dashing hero, but any book will do. She also enjoys a nice, hot cup of tea in a flowery china teacup. But despite her domesticity, Laynie has quite a romantic imagination. When she tires of reading, she will probably venture outdoors to Central Park, where the trees are more abundant, and write short fantasy stories while letting her imagination run free.
past
Once upon a time, a young hairdresser who lived in Brooklyn, New York, met a bartender who just happened to move in next door to her in the dingy apartment she lived in. They fell in love, moved in together, and nine months later, the hairdresser gave birth to a baby boy. Even though neither of them were bringing in much income, they were happy together, and about a year-and-a-half later, the woman gave birth to another child, a girl this time, and named her Laynie. A few months later, though, the bartender got fired from work for stealing money from the cash register. He and the hairdresser got into a big fight, and that night, he walked out on his family, never to be seen by them again. The hairdresser knew that she would never be able to support all three of them on her salary, so she abandoned her children at an orphanage, and disappeared. Her children never saw her or heard from her again.
At the orphanage, both infants were fawned over constantly. As they grew, however, they were certainly developing at different rates. Henri was just like any other toddler, babbling endlessly and making the occasional unintentionally extremely awkward statement. Laynie, on the other hand, was quiet as a mouse. She had trouble making friends, and was often found sitting by herself drawing or looking at picture books instead of playing with the other children. The orphanage was run by a bitter old widow who believed that girls should be housewives and boys should the provider for households. When the girls reached the age of seven, the sour woman enrolled girls in a class on how to be a good housewife that she taught herself. And, it was because of Laynie's introverted personality that the old woman took a particular interest in her. She always told the little girl that no man would ever want to marry a girl who sat around reading all the time. She even tried to make Laynie start the housewife classes early, but the dark-haired child skipped out on the classes so often that the old woman eventually gave up.
One day, when Laynie was four years old, another little four-year-old girl came to the orphanage. She was shy and quiet, exactly like Laynie. When the children went out in the yard to play, Laynie and the new little girl were the only ones who stayed inside to read. When they realized they both loved to read, they began talking about things that little girls do - Barbie dolls, unicorns, how boys had cooties. From that day forward, the two girls were inseparable. They were best friends, and they only ever spent time with each other.
When Laynie was seven, and her brother was eight, the day they had waited for had finally arrived. A wealthy couple who was unable to conceive had signed the adoption papers for Laynie and Henri several weeks before, and they were finally going to take the two kids from the orphanage. This couple was Sarah and David Masterson, with whom Laynie and Henri would live the rest of their childhood and teenage years.
present
Sarah and David were wealthy, as it has been previously mentioned, and they lived in a high-rise apartment; The Ice Palace, actually. So, that's how Laynie came to be acquainted with the enigma that is the city. Well, it may not be such to the reader, but New York City was, and still sort of is, an enigmatic place to the young lady. She prides herself on being very close to her adoptive parents, particularly Sarah, to whom Laynie can tell almost anything, although she feels that, as her storybook counterpart grows more present, she finds herself growing more distant from her brother. And not just the sort of distant one feels from one's siblings as they grow older, but Laynie can sense in herself a change that she cannot understand, nor can she put it into words, only that it makes her feel more distant from her brother. If one were to describe it, feeling closer to and being able to more easily relate to fairytale characters would not be totally off the mark. Never does she bring this up; not a single living soul knows.
Laynie really has no opinion on her school. It's a very good school, because Sarah and David wouldn't settle for less than the best for their children, but by what she's heard from others, it really isn't all that different from regular high schools. Another reason might be because, before she came into the Masterson household, she'd never heard of Baum before in her life. Of course, it does have many more advanced classes for Laynie to take, so she won't get bored in regular classes, which is a fact she greatly appreciates. Laynie is a very smart girl, and she makes straight A's. She really doesn't love school all that much, nor does she particularly despise it. She's just trying to get through it unharmed.
family
Mother - Laynie remembers very little about her biological mother.
Father - Laynie remembers very little about her biological father.
Brother - Henri Masterson, 16, student
Adoptive Mother - Sarah Francis Masterson, 40, Realtor
Adoptive Father - David Oliver Masterson, 43, College Professor
likes -Books
-Cupcakes
-Writing Stories
-Walking around Central Park
-Peace and quiet
dislikes -Getting into trouble
-Noisy occurrences (Pep rallies, when her peers are noisy in class, etc.)
-School spirit (She's incredibly apathetic when it comes to these things.)
-Girl drama
-When people don't use proper grammar
other notes Needless to say, Laynie is a grammar nazi, particularly when people cannot tell the difference between "your" and "you're". If you misspell something, or if you use incorrect grammar, beware, for she will correct you.
...literature*
book title Hansel and Gretel
backstory Gretel is the younger sister of Hansel, and the daughter of a poor woodcutter. Hansel and Gretel's step-mother is a vile woman who intimidates her husband and abuses the children. Winter is coming, and the family is too poor to feed all four people, so the step-mother abandons the the two children in the forest. Gretel and her brother get lost, but they find house made of candy and other confections. Unbeknownst to them, however, the house belongs to a cannibalistic witch. The witch coaxes the children inside and initially treats them well, but not long after, she imprisons Hansel, and feeds him well so that he will get fat and she can cook him, while Gretel is nearly starved. On the morning that the witch plans to cook Hansel, she conspires to trick Gretel into climbing into the oven so that she will be cooked as well. Gretel, however, sees through this, and tells the witch she does not know how to climb into the oven. The witch tries to show her, but as she pokes her head in the oven, Gretel creeps up behind her, pushes the witch in the oven, and shuts the door, leaving the witch to burn to death. She rescues Hansel, and they discover a treasure in the witch's house. They take the treasure back to their father, and they live comfortably for the rest of their days.
...roleplayer*
name Czessie
age 14
gender Female
rp experience A little over a year
how you found ouac Caution 2.0
rp sample Here is a sample from a Disney Personified website, Gifford High, where I play Jane Porter. In this post, Jane is getting acquainted with Terrence, a character based off of Tarzan.~ ~ ~ ~
Jane blushed again, but this time she was pretty sure she'd become red as a tomato. Terrence was just charming the words out of her. She kind of felt nervous in her stomach, and her breaths were coming out in short intervals, like she was inhaling her intestines or something. A bashful smile crossed her face and she replied, "Well, if I knew you were going to catch me, I might try it after all..."
Jane's cheeks burned. She'd had no idea what she was supposed to say, as boys generally did not approach her in such a way that it seemed kind of like they were flirting. Was he flirting with her? What if he was just teasing her? When she regained her composure, once again, she responded to Terrence's question. "Well, personally, England is nothing special to me, really, because I've lived there for seventeen years, but to someone who hasn't been there, I'd say that it's pretty great! The countryside is beautiful, there are so many adorable boutiques and coffee shops and tea houses it's just... I kind of miss it! Oh, and if you like foreign music or underground music, there's this lovely little store in the alley behind one of my favorite tea houses that's run by a couple of my friends. When you go in their for the first time, it smells sort of like marijuana, which legally, they aren't allowed to sell, but there are only so many people who enjoy hard-to-come-by music for extremely reasonable prices. But if you go there often, like I used to, you'll eventually not notice it."
"Oh, and yes, I absolutely love reading! Any kind of book! Jane Eyre is one of my absolute favorites, and I've read The Count of Monte Cristo, which I loved. I read many modern books as well. Like, I've read several Sarah Dessen novels, and I've read all three of Carl Hiassen's young adult novels, and... I've read so many that I can't even name them all! There's too many!" She smiled at Terrence. "I want to know more about your hobbies. And I'd like to know what Africa is like. I used to want to go there so much when I was small!"
