CARLSON, Brooke Marie

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...brooke marie carlson*
*oh wait, wait, wait. i got one, i got one. make mine a "cub" sandwich. whatcha think? *

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...basics*

name brooke carlson.
nickname smart-ass, roadrunner, hyena
age twenty-one.
gender female.
grade junior in college.
hometown cornwall, connecticut.
sexuality straight.
personification shenzi. (thankyou, thankyou, thankyou!)
face claim jessica stroup.

...appearance*

hair color dark brown. usually tangled as she doesn’t take the time to brush it. she’ll shower and blow dry and that’s it.
eye color blue. often narrowed but not always angrily. usually betrays how she’s feeling (“i’m fine” with heartbroken eyes).
build lithe.
height 5’4”
clothing style dark colors (maroon, violet, navy) and loose. she likes to feel free.
distinctive traits brooke is almost always grinning and cracking jokes. she bounces on her feet, eager to move. there is always a camera hanging around her neck. her laugh is contagious.

...personal*

personality
brooke is hot-headed. it doesn’t take much for her to blow her top. little things are always pissing her off and you best not be around when this happens. her anger is explosive and she’s often been told to take anger management (don’t say this while she’s angry as that’ll only make it worse). it might be that she’s impatient, as well. brooke doesn’t like to wait as waiting usually means sitting around with nothing to do. brooke hates sitting around. do not test this.

if marie wasn’t brooke’s middle name, sarcastic would be. she can be incredibly biting and harsh. depending on the person, brooke may be relentless. she’s not one to hold back what she wants to say. if she feels you deserve to be insulted, get ready for it. she has sent a girl to the bathroom, crying. she has bruised the ego of a full-of-it guy. she has even gone so far to probably break her mother’s heart. brooke does not hold back. do not test this, either.

if brooke wasn’t her first name, it’d be humorous. if she had the patience, she’d be a doctor. why? because laughter is the best form of medicine. she is practically the greatest informal doctor on earth. it’s not just her jokes, though. if one doesn’t find it funny, they’ll definitely laugh when she does. brooke’s laugh is more contagious than the common cold. really. she triple dog dares you to not laugh when she is. go ahead and test this.
past
brooke was born on july nineteenth. she was raised listening to all sorts of music. she fell asleep to classics and woke to the hits. she was prompted to sing and play instruments and act. this was quite a bit for a four-year old and so she would often run away from it all. her little legs could carry her far and fast. becky was born and she could do everything brooke hadn’t been able to do. the girls grew up in connecticut, having plenty of friends and connections. the regulars at the wandering goose were usually wise and insightful people, teaching the two of them life lessons. brooke was very happy in cornwall. she had close friends, she was the best in her physical education class and getting into photography. it was her junior year in high school when the parents announced the move. if becky had thrown her temper tantrums, brooke was a hurricane. she screamed at her parents, screamed at her little sister, screamed at the employees at the family restaurant, screamed at her teachers. brooke shrieked and she took off. it was a thursday night when she ran away from home, all of her money in her pocket and a bag of clothes. brooke was gone for two days before she came back. nobody knows where she went but her eyes were red and puffy and her voice was hoarse. upon arriving home, she packed her things and prepared for the worst day of her life.

new york was the definition of hell. great business for the wandering goose? she didn’t care. becky being right next to broadway? she didn’t care. a fantastic chance for her photography? she. didn’t. care. brooke wanted to be home, she wanted to leave this suffocating city. she went through her last years at baum academy, managing the classes. she was still top of her physical education class, flying by her classmates during the track session. she moved onto barrie university, majoring in business as she wasn’t sure what else to do. photography was an option, of course, but it ended up being a minor. college wasn’t nearly as interesting as high school and she often found herself wanting to ditch. as she got older, brooke found it more difficult to sit still. she has a bigger urge to move, to run, to chase. her jokes, even, had been at the tip of her tongue lately. she was laughing more, though she’ was still bitter and angry over the move. sometimes, her laugh would almost sound like the cackling of a hyena and she’d close her mouth so quickly in surprise, it was almost unnoticed.
present
brooke currently attends barrie university as a junior. she’s majoring in business because she plans to eventually be running her own place. she still isn't sure what she wants to do, exactly, but she knows two things. one) it won't be a boring desk job and two) it won't be at or anywhere near the wandering goose. brooke continues to go for her daily jogs and she hasn't given up on her photography. she snaps shots of almost everything ("high school kids are the most fun to shoot!") and she feels that all pictures are beautiful. people have suggested that she get a career as a comedian or a professional photographer but she doesn't like being told what to do.

brooke hasn't seen her mother in a couple of months. they last ran into each other at one of becky's recitals and it’d been awkward. she continues to visit her father, inviting him out to jogs and lunch. brooke often calls or texts her sister, planning for meet-ups. brooke may be bitter about not having a mother during her childhood but becky is becky. how could she not love her sister? the girl was intense. she refused to be cheated on and she stood up for herself. she was a firecracker. brooke is close to her sister but some days, she’s just about ready to bite her head off.
family
ask brooke about her family and she might just maul you. those stupid parents of hers made her move to new york. new york is freaking hell. the only places to run is at those stupid parks on those stupid trails. she liked the freedom of connecticut. god, she’d been so pissed. she still is, in fact. brooke won’t even step foot in the family restaurant, the wandering goose. this not only sets off her mom, it sets off her sister who loves the place. this is the biggest obstacle between the two as brooke actually sort of loves becky. it wasn’t her sister’s fault that they’d moved to the big apple. as becky is still in high school (and thriving), brooke doesn’t see her to often.

perhaps brooke has such a problem with her mother because it goes much further than the move. sharon tried everything she could with the four-year old. piano, guitar, flute, harmonica, acting, singing. which was brooke able to accomplish? that would be g) none of the above. then becky was born and the girl was a natural. brooke grew up, watching as her sister kept a tight grasp on any and all attention. brooke didn’t mind, mostly, as she had her own thing going on. she was going to run as many marathons as she could and she was going to continue being a sarcastic know-it-all.

dad, on the other hand, wasn’t that bad. he taught her how to fly a kite, ride a bike, cartwheel, swim, and even grill. while becky was inside, playing the flute, brooke was scraping her knees each time she fell off her bicycle (and she has the scars to prove it). russel was a big part of her childhood and she’s glad that at least he was around. the move to new york hurt their relationship, definitely. she’ll still meet up with him, though, for the occasional jog. she likes spending time with him because he gets her. he isn’t constantly asking when she’ll come back to work in the family business (because he knows the answer will always be “never.”)
likes
+ laughing
+ making others laugh
+ telling jokes
+ running
+ sarcasm
+ home cooked meals
+ her sister
dislikes
- the wandering goose
- her mother
- new york
- sitting
- being told what to do
- being yelled at
- idiots
other notes
she swears like a sailor.
very, very against smoking. if she catches somebody (anybody) with a cancer stick, she will lecture their ears off.

... literature*

book movie title the lion king.
backstory shenzi is the leader and most kick-ass of the hyena trio. shenzi bosses banzai and ed around and even has the guts to stand up to scar. her part in the movie is mostly to follow scar‘s orders. this means attempting to kill simba and mufasa. once that deed is done, shenzi and her posse whine throughout scar‘s ruling about how hungry they are. then, timon and pumba take the hyenas down and probably starved to death in the end (the hyenas. i'm sure timon and pumbaa were well-fed).

...roleplayer*
name dani
age seventeen
gender female
rp experience a long time
how you found ouac same way as before
rp sample pshaw you guys know i rock.

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