Post by KATHERINE CROWLEY on Jun 28, 2012 6:54:14 GMT -5
...lainey brooke hughes*
* English gentlemen do not beg! *
[/size]* English gentlemen do not beg! *
...basics*
name
lainey brooke hughes
nickname
strictly goes by brooke
age
twenty-one
gender
female
grade
college junior
hometown
hollywood, florida
sexuality
heterosexual
personification
john darling
status
awakened
face claim
erin heatherton
...appearance*
hair color
Golden Amber
eye color
Sea Foam Blue
build
Lean and Slim. She has a nice round perky booty with a pair of full breasts. (not too big, but not too small.) from an average workout regime of cardio, palates and yoga.
height
5'10"
clothing style
Very modern day, but almost vintage hip. She tends to stray from the tight fitting dresses, while enjoying a nice flow-y sundress.
distinctive traits
She can be seen, on rare occasions, to push up glasses...even though she doesn't wear them. A Habit adopted from the young and bright child.
...personal*
personality
"So, you want to know ALL about, Miss Hughes? Well, go a head and have a seat and I'll fill you in. So, what's first? Oh, personality. Good choice. Let's see where to start off. I guess you can say that I am very affectionate and loving. Since I could remember I have always had a warm heart that just emanates love. Okay, sorry that sounds really cheesy, but seriously though. I do care for most everyone that I come into contact with because I feel that everyone needs to have that feeling of being loved or appreciated. Of course, there are varying degrees of my said love and affection, but I am not shy about hugs or kisses to the cheek. Those are innocent gestures, but I reserve them for friends. Now moving along from the cheesiness, let's jump into a negative trait. Let me see here--Oh right! I have been known to be a bit... of a..well, a workaholic. I mean, I don't have a solid career, yet so it would be more of a studyaholic. This means that I take my studies and schooling very serious. I tend to overwork myself into exhaustion, but my work always gets done way before it is due. Why? Because even though I finish it... I always have the need to check over it again. I am not one to make minor mistakes or imperfections, especially in my school work... For the last year and a half, I have been a teacher's assistant at Baum Academy. So, I do take that work just as seriously as I would if I were an actual teacher.
Moving on shall we? Okay, so another positive trait... Hmm... Oh! I have been told that I am very outgoing and sociable. I mean, I do love social events and being around people, so it makes sense. I am always trying to offer a smile or just a friendly face. One could rarely find me frowning or getting angry, unless it is finals week, because I've learned that a smile is better to maintain than a grimace or a frown. People tend to flock towards brighter and friendlier people, so I try my hardest to keep that open-arms attitude. I have tried to include that into my job as teacher's assistant and so far it has really worked out. Students, both the intelligent ones and the less fortunate ones, tend to gravitate to a more sociable and approachable teacher. That sort of leads directly into the next negative one. I can be a bit gullible, or maybe that isn't a good solid word to use. But, it'll have to do to explain the next bit. Now, I know the difference between good and evil. Right and Wrong. However, whenever the lines are vague and a person's true motives are as obvious, then I tend to sway more towards seeing the good in a person. Now if the person is a known rule breaker and liar, then I can shot them down easily, but those students that fly just under the radar... those are the ones that tend to sway me. That sounds horrible, but it is just a fact of life. I'd much rather have an optimistic view on someone than instantly assume that they are lying and manipulative.
Last two traits. Gosh this is really difficult, but give me a second to think on it. I got it! I am highly intelligent, verging on genius level. No, I am not being egotistical, because I have stats to prove it. For instance, I graduated Valedictorian of my class with a GPA of 4.1. YAY Advance Placement Courses! I mean, I also scored a 1960 on my SAT with a 9 in writing, which I was explicitly happy for, but I worked my ass off for those grades. I have maintained a 4.0 GPA will attending Barrie and I don't plan on letting that slip up anytime soon. Anyway, yes I am smart, but let's move on to the last trait. A negative one... Jeez, I really am bad a this, but how about... flirty? I mean, this really isn't that bad... is it? Okay. I can see where this is leading down and yes, sometimes I end up flirting with the students. Okay. Okay. The male students, BUT it is nothing. I am not that much older than them, so I mean it isn't inappropriate because it is all low-key. Okay, now I sound like I am defending myself, but... Let's move on... Thanks."
past
"Well, my past is long so can I skip around a bit? I'll fill you in on the major and important details. So, let's jump right into things with my family. First of are obviously my parents. I'll be civil about this, but my mother and I do not see eye to eye. Never have and never will. I mean, I don't hate her, but on the other hand I don't like her. She grew up with the mindset of getting taken care of while playing stay at home mother. All fine and dandy, until she decided to aim her beliefs on me... the youngest and most naive. Okay, my mother apparently saw that she lost her chance to having a perfect copy of her when my sister was diagnosed with Down Syndrome. My mother always wanted a little girl, so after Marshall (the eldest) was born... Well, my mother nagged myoverly obedientfather for another child. So, along came Sarah... As stated before, that was still a no go for my mother. So, they waited and my mother took care of the family and house while my father worked his ass off to bring home the money.
Next, let's talk about my father, John Hughes. He was a surgeon in a hospital in Hollywood, Florida. Met my mother at a country club while she was collecting tips because of her bartending skills. Apparently, a showy display of pouring alcohol just made my father's heart melt. Sorry, but the details of that part between them first meeting and getting married is vague. We can assume that they meet, feel in love, and tied the knot a little ways down the road. Anyway, my father adored my mother and kissed the ground she stepped on while showering her with everything she craved. He truly adored that woman and us kids until the day he died. I really miss him even if he was a stubborn mule and extremely overprotective of me. He called me his 'heartbreaker' and swore up and down that I would end up just like my mother. I really wanted to be like her because of that, but as time progressed... Well, I lost my high views of my mother.
Where was I? Sorry, okay. Let's skip ahead and go directly to when my papa died. He was fifty-eight years old and I was already up in New York City attending Barrie University for my teaching degree. Now, as I told you before, my mother had a 'plan' for me, yet I wasn't exactly following in her footsteps. Instead, I was making my on path to follow; however, I hadn't expected that path to lead me astray. I mean, you know that moment when everything is going as good as you could imagine, or even expanding beyond that? That exact moment when you feel everything just, well fall into place? I had that moment. I held that moment. I relished that moment until everything started to crack and turn to grey. My mother never openly blamed me for what happened to papa, yet somewhere I always get the sickening feeling that she truly does blame me.
I've never been informed of the details because no one cared to explain... Everyone kept it a hushed secret from the estranged daughter. I fought tooth and nail with my mother and brother, yet... Still to this day it is just a smeared memory. I've thought about it, but I can't fight my family, so I did what I felt they wanted from me. I packed the remainder of my things, booked a plane ticket, and escaped back to New York City. I had finally found some peace... Or so I had thought.
present
"Now pay attention because nothing I say will be repeated, okay? I have two full years in New York City, while working on my third year. I have maintained my ambitions to be a teacher, but I have set my sights on the subject that I wish to teach. Literature and Creative Writing. Now, my degree will only cover the Literature, but I over the last summer I took time to myself and really connected with my inner-writer. Cheesy? Well, too bad because everyone has an author inside them, but how the author conveys the stories vary with each person. Now, my inner-author awoke within my soul while I did a modernized adaptation of Peter Pan. I don't... Or I can't describe exactly what happened, but while the words seemed to materialize on the paper I could practically recollect each event as if I had been there. It wasn't until the end of my story that I realized something... That my spirit was linked with that of John Darling. How do I know? Because at the very end of the paper in black perfect cursive script was 'Memoirs of a Mr. J.Darling.'
After that discovery and receiving a diploma type parchment, I went back to attending Barrie, yet I had to do hands on training as a Teacher's Assistant. I have been taken given a position as a teacher's assistant, yet I have taken much pride in the students that entire my classroom. Most end up leaving better writers or realizing how intelligent they truly are. I treat the students as if they were my kids, but the minimal age gap sometimes sways my mind to thoughts that shouldn't plague it. Anyway. That should be plenty, so I shall speak with you later.
family
- Danielle Hughes | Mother | Partly Estranged | Fifty-five
- John Hughes | Father | Deceased | would be Sixty
- Marshall Hughes | Brother | Married | Police Officer in Florida | 35
- Sarah Hughes | Sister | Mentally Disabled | 34
likes
- Educating the students of Baum Academy
- Deepening her knowledge banks, especially in Literature and Writing
- Freshly Imported Ginger Peach Green Tea with a Slice of Whole Wheat Bread topped with Strawberries Preserves
- Watching sunsets with said tea and a good book by J. R. R. Tolkien... Her favorite being The Hobbit (Be sure to have a book light at the ready)
- Star gazing after said sunset and making wishes on shooting stars. (Best spot is on top of her apartment complex or a good two hour drive west out of New York City)
dislikes
- Being lied to, but who likes that?
- Spending time away from her students, or seeing her students graduates. (she likes that they graduated, but not that they are leaving her)
- Receiving 'emergency calls' from her mother.
- Feeling alone
- Getting caught in a thunderstorm without someone to comfort her
other notes
She has a major fear of thunderstorms
Her zodiac sign is a Leo. You what they say about Leos. They can be very 'unrestrained in bed.'
...literature*
book title
The Adventures of Peter Pan
backstory
A BRIEF SUMMARY OF YOUR CANON'S PART IN THE STORY. ONE-TWO PARAPGRAPH
...roleplayer*
name
THEOR
age
IMMORTAL
gender
GOD
rp experience
-Controls Thunder
-Rules of Midgradian realm
how you found ouac
Heimdall, the all-seeing and all-hearing guardian sentry of Asgard, sent me here by way of the Bifrost.
rp sample
BOO YOU WHORES
