Post by Dee Jay Adams on Jul 12, 2007 21:59:54 GMT -5
Character's Name:
Dee Jay Adams
Age:
14
Grade:
Freshman
Height:
5'7"
Weight:
99 lbs
Hair color:
Brown
Eye color:
brown
Family Members:
Dad
Lucas Johnson-39[Doctar]
Dee, didnt meet her father, until just last year. After she was diagnosed with anorexia, her mom decided to send her here, to live with her dad.
Mom
Jenna Adams-37[Fashion Designer]
Dee grew up with her mom. Her mom moved her to Paris, when seh was 1. She lived there until she was 13. Dee is really mad at her mom, for sending her here.
Personality:
Dee Jay, is well a very complexe girl. I myself, would be amazed if there is just one word that could describe her. Well ok complexe could, but that could mean many things. Maybe ill try to describ her in a phew different words. Like um, talkative, crazy, partier, and o ya...anorexic.
Talkitive.
Dee Jay, is well very talkative. Infact, she is always talking. Well not really, when she is talking, alot of the time, it is in french. Well thats the way it used to be. Dee, isnt very good at english, but she tries. Ofcourse, she's only been here for a couple weeks, so she'll get better. Dee will talk to herself sometimes, when she has no one else to talk to.
Crazy
Dee Jay, is very much so crazy. She is always doing something wild and fun. She wants to go sky diving sometime. Dee isnt really afraid of anything. She is a risk taker. Dee Jay, isnt afraid to do anything, so if your playing truth or dare with her, be ready for some fun.
Partier
Well...along with Partier, goes s.lut. Dee Jay loves to party, but then even though she is 14, she is known to have a phew one night stands, here and there. When Dee is drunk, it isnt always good. She will do almost anything, anyone wants her to do. Yes, that isnt always good, is it.
Anorexic
Yes, Dee Jay, is anorexic. Thats why her mom sent her here to live with her dad. Dee has been anorexic, for a couple months. Now she has to eat so much, and if she doesnt gain like five pounds, in the next like two weeks, she may have to be admitted to a hospital. But Dee will never let that happen.
Appearance:
The girl has long, rich brown hair that hangs down to her shoulder blades. Like most girls these days, she has it cut in layers and usually keeps it straightened. Sometimes it’s a challenge for Abbi to keep it as controlled as she does; naturally it’s a wild and unruly mess, thick with curls. Some days, she can’t get it to straighten it properly and it will seem very… kinky.
Abbi also has the ever popular ‘side-bang’, which she is constantly brushing out of her eyes and off her face. As stylish as they are, they’re also a pain in the tush.
The easiest thing to say is that her eyes are hazel. Sometimes, they appear as a clouded green, other’s it’s a murky brown, and occasionally and blue-grey colour. It all depends what lighting she’s under. The only thing that doesn’t change about her eyes is the line of kohl smudged underneath them; the girl loves her eyeliner. Dee Jay has a thin, angular face, to go along with her thin and angular body. She has high cheekbones, that you can usually see vaguely, more so if she’s wearing blush, just as you would with most people. She has a small nose, almond shaped eyes and pouty lips.
Standing at 5’7”, Dee Jay is also a fairly tall girl, and being only fourteen and already that tall makes Dee feel a little self-conscious. But as her mother says, Dee Jay has legs up to her armpits. Which is apparently very sexy or something.
She also has a small scar on her stomach from when she got her appendix taken out when she was nine. And she has a scar just above the back of her knee from when she cut her leg open while hiking and had to get six stitches. When it comes to stuff people actually notice, her paint splattered Converse – which she’s wearing most of the time – are fairly distinguishing. Or perhaps the black jelly bracelets she wears around her right wrist along with the way she always wears her hair tied up in a knot when she’s drawing or painting. Oh, or the ring on a chain she wears around her neck.
Dee Jay has a very simple style, but somehow she still seems to follow most trends. Of course, she’s not really one to come to school wearing a sweater dress, but she is into the whole jean skirt/shorts over leggings paired with layered tank tops and ballet flats. Regardless, Dee is mostly seen wearing a pair of faded, torn-up, hip-hugging jeans, a “vintage” tee and her converses. It’s utterly predictable, but it’s Dee.
History:
On August 31st the 23 yearold, college student, was being rushed ot the hospital. Her water had broke, during one of her classes. This fashion major, diidnt know what she was supposed to do. Her ex boyfriend, the father of her child, was gone. He had left. He was in the Marinies, and had to go overseas or something. She decided she owuld have to raise this baby on her own, but she would let Lucas know about the baby, even though he would probably not see his child until the kid was older, because well Jenna was planning on moving to France.
18 hours later, Jenna was holding a baby girl in her arms. It took her awhile, but she decided to name her baby Dee Jay. She was named after Jenna's mom, who had passed away, a couple weeks before. Dee Jay, was a cute baby, but she was born premature. Two weeks premature, to be exact.
Jenna ended up moving to Paris, to work for a major designer, a year later. SHe packed everything up, and her and Dee Jay moved to Paris. Dee Jay would grow up, in Paris, France, and well Jenna was ok with that. Jenna had informed Lucas, about Dee Jay, and about them moving. Lucas, said that even though he had never met his daughter, only seen her pictures, that he would send her birthday and christmas gifts and he would pay child support.
Dee Jay, never actually met her dad, untils he was 13, but she loved him anyways. She would always get birthday money from him, and well she saved most of it. She wanted to buy a car with it. She would usually get 50 dollars for her birthday and 100 for Christmas. The daughter of a fashion designer, she was happy with what she ogt, and she didnt expect anymore.
When Dee was 13, she started losing alot of weight, and went from bee 115 lbs, to being 99 lbs. Her mom got really worried, and decided, to sned her here. A week after her 13th birthdya, she packed her stuff up, and was sent here, to live with her dad. Dee Jay, wasnt very happy, but she had to move no matter what she said.
Well Dee Jay, is here now. She speaks english, but she has her thick, French accent. She has only been here for like a week, so she doesnt really know anyone. She is basicly forced to eat, but this forces her, to make herself puke. Her dad is worried about her, but I forgot, she doesnt even call him dad. She calls him Luke.
RP Sample
[from another site]
Earlier
Well Charlee isnt the smarest girl in the world, by far. She thought about her dad. He lived in Waylon now. She hadnt seen him in awhile. Well its not like she really liked her dad, but he was all she had. She decided she would go visit him. Why she didnt know, but she would. She walked up the steps to the house and went inside. Bad day to come home. Her dad was laying on the couch with his new "love intrest" as he put it. There was wine and beer all over. Charlee grabbed a mop and started to clean the floor. See this was what happend when she went home.
Charlee finished cleaning the floor and looked at the counter. She put all the empty bottles in the garbage bag. She then looked at the full bottles. She went to the alchohale cuboard and was gong to put them away. But then she changed her mind. She opend them and started to dump them down the drain. She dumbed four of them before her dad noticed. He got up and walked into the kitchen. "You little bitch" he yelled at her. She looked at her dad and kept poaring the bottles out. Why she was pushing her limits she didnt know. "Id stop unless youd like to see my fist in your face" he yelled. She kept poaring the bottles. Right as she started to pore a new bottle her punched her. The bottle dropped out of her hand and shattered all over her feet.
He hit her again. This time he kicked her. Her foot was bleeding and her face hurt really bad. She dodged her dad and ran. He grabbed her arm. "dad" she said to him "Please let me go" He looked at her. His love intrest looked at him. "Hunny let her go" she said. He looked at her. "Beth why should I" he asked her. She batted her eyes at him. "Because you love me" she said to her. Beth was probably one of the nicest people her dad had ever been with. "Fine get out of my sight you little bitch" he siad to her and threw her into the wall. She opend the door and ran out of the house.
Now
The closest place to her dads house was the park. She decided she would go sit there. She needed to rest. Her foot was bleeding all over and she hurt so bad. She limped into the park and sat down under a big oak tree. She put her hands over her face and started to cry. She had been dumb to think she could go visit her dad without getting in a fight. She looked down at her foot. She took her sweater off and wipped away the blood with it. There was glass chunks in her foot. She pulled them out as carfully as she could, hopeing someone would come to her rescue.
Dee Jay Adams
Age:
14
Grade:
Freshman
Height:
5'7"
Weight:
99 lbs
Hair color:
Brown
Eye color:
brown
Family Members:
Dad
Lucas Johnson-39[Doctar]
Dee, didnt meet her father, until just last year. After she was diagnosed with anorexia, her mom decided to send her here, to live with her dad.
Mom
Jenna Adams-37[Fashion Designer]
Dee grew up with her mom. Her mom moved her to Paris, when seh was 1. She lived there until she was 13. Dee is really mad at her mom, for sending her here.
Personality:
Dee Jay, is well a very complexe girl. I myself, would be amazed if there is just one word that could describe her. Well ok complexe could, but that could mean many things. Maybe ill try to describ her in a phew different words. Like um, talkative, crazy, partier, and o ya...anorexic.
Talkitive.
Dee Jay, is well very talkative. Infact, she is always talking. Well not really, when she is talking, alot of the time, it is in french. Well thats the way it used to be. Dee, isnt very good at english, but she tries. Ofcourse, she's only been here for a couple weeks, so she'll get better. Dee will talk to herself sometimes, when she has no one else to talk to.
Crazy
Dee Jay, is very much so crazy. She is always doing something wild and fun. She wants to go sky diving sometime. Dee isnt really afraid of anything. She is a risk taker. Dee Jay, isnt afraid to do anything, so if your playing truth or dare with her, be ready for some fun.
Partier
Well...along with Partier, goes s.lut. Dee Jay loves to party, but then even though she is 14, she is known to have a phew one night stands, here and there. When Dee is drunk, it isnt always good. She will do almost anything, anyone wants her to do. Yes, that isnt always good, is it.
Anorexic
Yes, Dee Jay, is anorexic. Thats why her mom sent her here to live with her dad. Dee has been anorexic, for a couple months. Now she has to eat so much, and if she doesnt gain like five pounds, in the next like two weeks, she may have to be admitted to a hospital. But Dee will never let that happen.
Appearance:
The girl has long, rich brown hair that hangs down to her shoulder blades. Like most girls these days, she has it cut in layers and usually keeps it straightened. Sometimes it’s a challenge for Abbi to keep it as controlled as she does; naturally it’s a wild and unruly mess, thick with curls. Some days, she can’t get it to straighten it properly and it will seem very… kinky.
Abbi also has the ever popular ‘side-bang’, which she is constantly brushing out of her eyes and off her face. As stylish as they are, they’re also a pain in the tush.
The easiest thing to say is that her eyes are hazel. Sometimes, they appear as a clouded green, other’s it’s a murky brown, and occasionally and blue-grey colour. It all depends what lighting she’s under. The only thing that doesn’t change about her eyes is the line of kohl smudged underneath them; the girl loves her eyeliner. Dee Jay has a thin, angular face, to go along with her thin and angular body. She has high cheekbones, that you can usually see vaguely, more so if she’s wearing blush, just as you would with most people. She has a small nose, almond shaped eyes and pouty lips.
Standing at 5’7”, Dee Jay is also a fairly tall girl, and being only fourteen and already that tall makes Dee feel a little self-conscious. But as her mother says, Dee Jay has legs up to her armpits. Which is apparently very sexy or something.
She also has a small scar on her stomach from when she got her appendix taken out when she was nine. And she has a scar just above the back of her knee from when she cut her leg open while hiking and had to get six stitches. When it comes to stuff people actually notice, her paint splattered Converse – which she’s wearing most of the time – are fairly distinguishing. Or perhaps the black jelly bracelets she wears around her right wrist along with the way she always wears her hair tied up in a knot when she’s drawing or painting. Oh, or the ring on a chain she wears around her neck.
Dee Jay has a very simple style, but somehow she still seems to follow most trends. Of course, she’s not really one to come to school wearing a sweater dress, but she is into the whole jean skirt/shorts over leggings paired with layered tank tops and ballet flats. Regardless, Dee is mostly seen wearing a pair of faded, torn-up, hip-hugging jeans, a “vintage” tee and her converses. It’s utterly predictable, but it’s Dee.
History:
On August 31st the 23 yearold, college student, was being rushed ot the hospital. Her water had broke, during one of her classes. This fashion major, diidnt know what she was supposed to do. Her ex boyfriend, the father of her child, was gone. He had left. He was in the Marinies, and had to go overseas or something. She decided she owuld have to raise this baby on her own, but she would let Lucas know about the baby, even though he would probably not see his child until the kid was older, because well Jenna was planning on moving to France.
18 hours later, Jenna was holding a baby girl in her arms. It took her awhile, but she decided to name her baby Dee Jay. She was named after Jenna's mom, who had passed away, a couple weeks before. Dee Jay, was a cute baby, but she was born premature. Two weeks premature, to be exact.
Jenna ended up moving to Paris, to work for a major designer, a year later. SHe packed everything up, and her and Dee Jay moved to Paris. Dee Jay would grow up, in Paris, France, and well Jenna was ok with that. Jenna had informed Lucas, about Dee Jay, and about them moving. Lucas, said that even though he had never met his daughter, only seen her pictures, that he would send her birthday and christmas gifts and he would pay child support.
Dee Jay, never actually met her dad, untils he was 13, but she loved him anyways. She would always get birthday money from him, and well she saved most of it. She wanted to buy a car with it. She would usually get 50 dollars for her birthday and 100 for Christmas. The daughter of a fashion designer, she was happy with what she ogt, and she didnt expect anymore.
When Dee was 13, she started losing alot of weight, and went from bee 115 lbs, to being 99 lbs. Her mom got really worried, and decided, to sned her here. A week after her 13th birthdya, she packed her stuff up, and was sent here, to live with her dad. Dee Jay, wasnt very happy, but she had to move no matter what she said.
Well Dee Jay, is here now. She speaks english, but she has her thick, French accent. She has only been here for like a week, so she doesnt really know anyone. She is basicly forced to eat, but this forces her, to make herself puke. Her dad is worried about her, but I forgot, she doesnt even call him dad. She calls him Luke.
RP Sample
[from another site]
Earlier
Well Charlee isnt the smarest girl in the world, by far. She thought about her dad. He lived in Waylon now. She hadnt seen him in awhile. Well its not like she really liked her dad, but he was all she had. She decided she would go visit him. Why she didnt know, but she would. She walked up the steps to the house and went inside. Bad day to come home. Her dad was laying on the couch with his new "love intrest" as he put it. There was wine and beer all over. Charlee grabbed a mop and started to clean the floor. See this was what happend when she went home.
Charlee finished cleaning the floor and looked at the counter. She put all the empty bottles in the garbage bag. She then looked at the full bottles. She went to the alchohale cuboard and was gong to put them away. But then she changed her mind. She opend them and started to dump them down the drain. She dumbed four of them before her dad noticed. He got up and walked into the kitchen. "You little bitch" he yelled at her. She looked at her dad and kept poaring the bottles out. Why she was pushing her limits she didnt know. "Id stop unless youd like to see my fist in your face" he yelled. She kept poaring the bottles. Right as she started to pore a new bottle her punched her. The bottle dropped out of her hand and shattered all over her feet.
He hit her again. This time he kicked her. Her foot was bleeding and her face hurt really bad. She dodged her dad and ran. He grabbed her arm. "dad" she said to him "Please let me go" He looked at her. His love intrest looked at him. "Hunny let her go" she said. He looked at her. "Beth why should I" he asked her. She batted her eyes at him. "Because you love me" she said to her. Beth was probably one of the nicest people her dad had ever been with. "Fine get out of my sight you little bitch" he siad to her and threw her into the wall. She opend the door and ran out of the house.
Now
The closest place to her dads house was the park. She decided she would go sit there. She needed to rest. Her foot was bleeding all over and she hurt so bad. She limped into the park and sat down under a big oak tree. She put her hands over her face and started to cry. She had been dumb to think she could go visit her dad without getting in a fight. She looked down at her foot. She took her sweater off and wipped away the blood with it. There was glass chunks in her foot. She pulled them out as carfully as she could, hopeing someone would come to her rescue.
