Post by STASSI MADDOX on Mar 6, 2013 21:02:23 GMT -5
...Anastassia Grace Maddox*
*All things truly wicked begin from innocence. *
[/size]*All things truly wicked begin from innocence. *
...basics*
name
Anastassia Grace Maddox
nickname
Stassi.
age
16
gender
Female.
grade
Baum Junior.
hometown
New York City, New York
sexuality
Straight.
personification
Little Red Riding Hood.
status
Dormant.
face claim
Kayla Hadlington
...appearance*
hair color
Past her shoulders, a smooth and sleek flaxen blond.
eye color
Her eyes look childish, and are a very very dark blue gray.
build
She's slender, with knobby joints.
height
Five foot three inches.
clothing style
Daftly put together second hand pieces.
distinctive traits
Stassi has such fair skin it looks almost powdery. She's also a lip biter.
...personal*
personality
Stassi is a gentle, kind-hearted, romantic and sensitive girl. She has a wonderful imagination and expresses her creativity through music taste (also she's a decent singer though no one hears that) and poetry. She has an excellent memory, with an expansive interest in all things that are old and romantic. She has a great affinity for the 18th century. She tries to be empathetic with how people are feeling, and if Stassi is treated wrong she often blames herself.
past
where and when was your character born? where have they lived since? who are their parents and/or siblings? if their parents didn’t raise them, who did? what did their parents do for a living? how much older/younger were their siblings? what people were relevant in their early life? what was their home life like? where did they go to school? how did they do in school and outside of school? how did they change as they got older? what events occurred in their life that shaped them into who they are today? who did they love and who loved them? any pets? how did they end up in new york city? be thorough!
present
what are they doing now? where are they living/working? what is their life like in new york city? how are they doing in school/at work? how are they feeling about their lives? how much or how little do they get out? any pets? friends? lovers?
family
- Grandpa George Maddox -- A staunchly Methodist and traditional man. He's the type of person that makes people bash religion because he brings it to a wingnut level.
- Grandma Martha Maddox -- Stassi's Grandmother, who has made sure to inform her of all the evils of men and women.
- Evelyn Maddox -- Stassi's Mother who she has never met.
likes
- Writing. She'd like to be a writer.
- Poetry.
- Dry Cereal.
- Sweets.
- Tea with extra sugar.
- People Watching.
- The woods.
- Really any place that doesn't smell like a city.
- Well water.
- Tex Avery Cartoons.
- Camping.
- Baking.
dislikes
- Large crowds.
- Feeling ugly.
- Feeling weird.
- Too any eyes on her.
- Being forced to write bible passages as a punishment.
- Cotton Balls. They're evil.
- She has a fear of sex. She's never even flown solo if yeh catch my indication.
- Lying. Having it done to her or having to do it.
- Wearing her contacts. She only does for special occasions.
- When people are tricking her. She's constantly paranoid about it.
- Television. It gives her head aches.
- Large Animals.
other notes anything about your character that doesn’t fit anywhere else?
...literature*
book title
Little Red Riding Hood
backstory
Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl, the prettiest creature who was ever seen. Her mother was excessively fond of her; and her grandmother doted on her still more. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother, having made some cakes, said to her, "Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill. Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter."
Little Red Riding Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother, who lived in another village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf, who had a very great mind to eat her up, but he dared not, because of some woodcutters working nearby in the forest. He asked her where she was going. The poor child, who did not know that it was dangerous to stay and talk to a wolf, said to him, "I am going to see my grandmother and carry her a cake and a little pot of butter from my mother."
"Does she live far off?" said the wolf
"Oh I say," answered Little Red Riding Hood; "it is beyond that mill you see there, at the first house in the village."
"Well," said the wolf, "and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first."
The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little girl took a roundabout way, entertaining herself by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of little flowers. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house. He knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who's there?"
"Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood," replied the wolf, counterfeiting her voice; "who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother."
The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up."
The wolf pulled the bobbin, and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good woman and ate her up in a moment, for it been more than three days since he had eaten. He then shut the door and got into the grandmother's bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the door: tap, tap.
"Who's there?"
Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, "It is your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you."
The wolf cried out to her, softening his voice as much as he could, "Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up."
Little Red Riding Hood pulled the bobbin, and the door opened.
The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, "Put the cake and the little pot of butter upon the stool, and come get into bed with me."
Little Red Riding Hood took off her clothes and got into bed. She was greatly amazed to see how her grandmother looked in her nightclothes, and said to her, "Grandmother, what big arms you have!"
"All the better to hug you with, my dear."
"Grandmother, what big legs you have!"
"All the better to run with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big eyes you have!"
"All the better to see with, my child."
"Grandmother, what big teeth you have got!"
"All the better to eat you up with."
And, saying these words, this wicked wolf fell upon Little Red Riding Hood, and ate her all up.
Moral: Children, especially attractive, well bred young ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they should do so, they may well provide dinner for a wolf. I say "wolf," but there are various kinds of wolves. There are also those who are charming, quiet, polite, unassuming, complacent, and sweet, who pursue young women at home and in the streets. And unfortunately, it is these gentle wolves who are the most dangerous ones of all.
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