Post by `rosalie may markham on Nov 12, 2008 21:17:57 GMT -5
`go shake it ROSE !
`".
age; fifteen, sixteen in january
rp experience; five thousand years
how you found us; other charries.
contact; pm or msn.
other charries; adam hixen, scott bouvier.
other; not too much babbling here
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
but it's okay everyone calls me; rose
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; july twenty-fourth
actually i'm some sort of; leo
this place was such a s.hit hole; malibu, california
ah, so like paradisefor me; sacramento, california
i don't look it but i'm actually; half swedish, half english
it's just the way the wind blows; heterosexual
baddest b.itch all up and through here; first year ; modeling and fashion ; models for a fashion line
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
you know i could just swim in those; hazel
does the carpet match the drapes; dirty blonde
i wish i could lose like three pounds; one-hundred and fifteen pounds
she looks like a freakin giraffe; five foot seven
and then i got one on my a.ss; rose has two piercings on each earlobe.
they always seem to notice my; her long, dirty-blonde hair is what people often compliment.
you'll never see me without my;
face
rosalie has been accused of having speaking eyes, and she does. her 'dreamers eyes' are always telling anyone that will look of what she's thinking. even if rose tries to hide her feelings, her eyes always show them to whomever she's with. sometimes she finds them annoying, but she loves their beauty - the way that they sparkle, and how she can play them up with only simple make-up. they pop out against her tanned skin alongside her bright, white smile and her pink lips.
body
in the looks department, rosalie was very, very lucky. she has a beautiful body - long, lean legs, and a thin body. she isn't overly curvy, but she does play up her appearance often with her style. her skin is naturally lightly pale, and she likes to tan to give her skin some colour. overall, she is quite happy with her appearance - she just doesn't showcase it as much as she could.
style
in a normal school day, rosalie's outfit is to be considered conservative, but still girly. quite pretty, if you will. while her outfits at her modeling job are far more revealing, rosalie sticks to the more normal things; she loves denim, and can often be seen walking around with jean shorts in the summer, and skinny jeans year-round. she wore an array of t-shirts, usually just pale colours, sometimes with sayings or smaller drawings on them. hoodies ruled her wardrobe.
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`it's a m0.therfu.cking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
, tea
, skinny jeans
, jewelery
, summer dresses
, short shorts
, sunglasses
, boys
, chivalry
, sunshine
, swimming
, music
, romance
, animals
, the outdoors
, video games
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over;
, expressos
, stupidity
, unintelligence
, rap music
, bubble tea
, sushi
, meat
, strawberry-flavoured ice cream
, strawberry-flavoured milk
, hunting
, mayonnaise
it's like my signature kinda thing;
, designing
, drawing
, understanding
oh god not this again, i so suck;
, cooking
, sports
, debating
it's like children of the corn but worse;
, heartbreak
, her career will go south
, rejection
you know one day i'm going to;
, become a famous designer/model
, fall in love
, make a good life for herself
it's just this weird innate thing;
, rosalie plays with her hair a lot
, she taps her feet when she's nervous
some things just make me scream;
, drummers
, scene kids
, piercings
, accents
, boys who spend as much time on themselves as she does on herself
that is the most digusting thing ever;
, unintelligence
, manwhores
, very baggy clothes
, jerks
you best remember this b.itch;
[/size]quiet
to most people, rosalie can be described as a quiet person. which is true - she doesn't talk an awful lot. she isn't a girl to be seen out in the party scene or who will talk back to teachers into class. mostly rosalie just sticks to herself - she doesn't engage much in class coversations as she finds this to be easier. but if people actually spend the time to get to know her, to peer beyond her first layer, they will find a completely different person than they thought that she was.
shy
when rosalie meets new people, she can be very shy. she thinks about everything that she says before she says it, and hesitates before speaking. not that she needs to, rosalie just doesn't like taking chances so she comes off as a very shy, very quiet person. it only takes a bit to open her up, though.
enclosed
rosalie is, and doesn't try and hide it, a very enclosed person. she knows who she can trust and his hesitant to let anyone else into her circle. rosalie has a theory; if you don't let anyone close enough, they can't hurt you - even if they don't mean to. rosalie has had enough pain in her life and will take any precaution neccesary to avoid that, even enclosing herself in her own small circle.
creative
rosalie has a very creative mind, as long as she has some muse or inspiration. she is constantly sketching designs for her fashion class - she is very good at coming up with unique, creative but still fashionable outfits. the thing is, when she has no muse or inspiration, rosalie has a hard time coming up with anything good.
romantic
let's face it - this girl is definitely a romantic. she is easy to swoon and she is a sucker for the classics - flowers, chocolates, sunsets... these are all ways to win inside the heart of one miss rosalie may. she is quite an open book about her relationships.
humourous
if you get to know rosalie, you will realize that she has a very, very nice sense of humor. she is great with jokes and doesn't take sarcasm seriously.
loyal
once you've made a friend in rosalie, she's there to stay. she isn't the type of girl just to drop you when the chance to ascend the social ladder arrives - she's very loyal to all of her friends and will stick by them - until they stab her in the back, or hurt her. then she's gone like the wind.
`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
maybe the dingo ate your baby;
jade marie markham ; thirty-seven ; interior designer
elijah joe markham ; forty ; lawyer
it's cause you were dropped as a child;
matthew joseph markham ; seventeen ; althetics major
casery mary markham ; nineteen ; biology major
that's what i'll look like when i'm old;
n/a
you know the different kind of uncle;
n/a
and the one that looks like a rat;
n/a
pretty freakin sure we're not related;
n/a
yea they used to eat my shoelaces;
louis ; west highland white terrier ; click
it's like hell but only faster; born on the hot summer morning of july twenty fourth, nineteen-ninety three, rosalie may markham was the youngest of a family of three children. she always liked being the baby; being the one that everyone thought was the cutest because she was the youngest. even as a small child she got a lot of attention - from her parents, from her parents friends, even from her siblings. she had a very nice childhood in the sunny city of malibu, california. from what she had seen of the world during her younger years, it was all nice. sunshine and lollipops, really.
when she turned thirteen, and her brother was hitting the ripe age of fifteen, he jumped into his rebellious stage. the eldest of the kids, casey, had skipped the phase - she was too 'mature', she had put it. it really took a toll on the family. rosalie was used to having her loving older brother around - someone to protect her when she was having troubles, someone to talk to. she wasn't his 'rosie' anymore. she was an annoying little pest that was to be ignored.
perhaps this was the start of rosalie's enclosed personality, but either way it didn't help further events. when she was asked out for the first time, everything was new to rosalie. she didn't know what she was supposed to say, to do. she became a very nervous girl around her first love, ryan. he was perfect in her eyes - hell, in everyone's eyes. she got very, very lucky for her first boyfriend. it seeme that being lucky was one of rosalie's hidden talents. and it was a very good one to have. she had been so lucky so far, though, that her luck was bound to run out sooner or later. and it ran out for her on her fifteenth birthday.
ryan had decided to take her out to dinner - a nice idea, right? for some reason it was raining. in sunny california, raining? it was a bad start to a supposedly-good day. on the drive towards the resaturant, the rain was getting harder and harder. i'm sure that you can assume what happened. while the two were laughing and talking, they didn't notice the man that was losing control of his car right infront of him. until it was too late, anyways. after turning and seeing the car, and hearing her own shrill shreak, everything went black for rosalie.
she woke up days later, stuck into a hospital bed. hospitals scared her - she felt like she could feel the death. but then it hit her... why was she here? her body felt weak and tired. looking down, she saw that her right leg was in a fastened cast -- she had obviously broken it, and her wrist had been strained. a fortunate concussion had helped her forget the events after the crash - she was concious for it, and with the help of some others, she remembered it. ryan had flown out of the front windshield at the impact, and she was screaming until the ambulance arrived.
ryan had broken his spine, and was dead when he hit the ground. this broke rosalie's heart. her best friend, her first love. gone. dead. her luck had finally run out - and she was heartbroken. she decided to make a resolve that if she didn't get close to anyone again, then when something happened to them, she couldn't get hurt about it. she didn't think that she could handle the death of someone else that close to her.
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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
i don't know what it means, something with; third year ; fashion and modeling
it's six am in the morning middle of winter; <33
you must be smelling your own crotch; see adam hixen or scott bouvier.
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[/font] and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything