Post by xxsunshine on Jul 17, 2007 16:14:25 GMT -5
Character's Name:Brooke Anne Piper
Age:15
Grade:10th (Sophomore)
Height:5"5
Weight:122 Pounds
Hair color:Auburn Red
Eye color:Brown
Family Members:
Dad: Seth Michael Piper
Mom: Marie Anne Piper
No Siblings
Personality:
Brooke doesn't really fit into any special clique. She has been popular before and now she has no idea why she liked it. They A-list type kids only wanted her in their group because she looked good enough for wannabees to envy. But she never wanted anyone to think that she was perfect or that she thinks she is perfect.
She when you first meet her, you either think that she's great, or you don't want anything to do with her because of her naturally high/hyper public personality. If you want to see her more you'll soon see some other sides. She is very shy with people that she is even slightly attracted to. Yes, Brooke is Bi.
Likes:
- Girls
- Boys
- Rainbows
- Pink
- Chocolate
- Soft serve ice cream
- Kinkiness
- Animals
- Heiress Perfume
- Pet names
- Gay boys (as friends)
- Theater
- Photography
- Art
Dis-Likes:
- Green
- Orange
- Heights
- Bugs
- Closed spaces
- Homophobes
- Math
- Papaya
- Carrots
- Snakes
Goals:
Brooke wants to graduate from high school and eventually become an artist. She is very good at pastel painting. Her mother is a professional artist. So Brooke has been inspired her whole life.
Fears:
- bugs
- snakes
- heights
- closed spaces
Appearance:
The first thing that you notice about Brooke is her adorable baby doll face. Her eyes are a deep auburn brown, framed with long delicate lashes. Her silky hair is the perfect color of auburn. Her nose is a little on the bigger side, but not too noticeable. It only shows her beautiful side. Her lips are smooth and slightly heart shaped, and are naturally darker pink.
She has remarkably good curves for such a slim girl and most colors look great on her. Her least favorite body part is her ears. They are way too pointy in her world.
She has her ears pierced once at the bottom of her ear. But she has always wanted her ear pierced again. She enjoys to wear T.J Maxx or Old Navy. Brooke doesn’t really wear jewelry that much. She doesn’t really have the money for it anyway. She wears Penny Loafers and the original old shoes. Sometimes she wears hand me downs! Having money just doesn’t matter to her. But she does sometimes wish she had more of it. Once she gets out of high school she would have to have her own life after all.
History:
When Brooke was born, she had a really bad illness. The telltale symptom was that she never cried or laughed or showed any sign of emotion. Nobody could figure out what was wrong with her, and for her first two years of life the doctors didn't think that she could make it. She had so many tests done to her that she still has many tiny scars all over the back of her neck. Suddenly, the day after her second birthday, she started to cry. It was a miracle and her parents swore that they would protect her and never let her go.
By the time she was ten she was still living in Ireland, and she was having major freedom issues. She wasn't allowed anywhere by herself and her overprotective mother wouldn't even consider loosening her viselike grip on her middle daughter. Depression set in.
At fourteen she had moved to England and the doctors there decided that the depression was caused by her mothers constant watchfulness. She had to go away for her remaining high school years in an attempt to beat the overwhelming nightly depression. She is now becoming better but needs her time still until she can live her own life.
RP Sample
Brooke looked behind her. Was it just imagination, or was there somebody watching her from afar? She kept walking. Nobody there. She surveyed the semi wilderness around her. It was obvious that it wasn't the real woods. A large sign held dog bags and Sported national park regulations. Oh well. It was still peaceful.
Soon she would have to phone her mom. It would be the last time on her trusty mobile phone, because they would be deactivating the cell that afternoon. She didn't have much time to hang around as she had to pack for the next morning’s flight to her new home, but she was here for a purpose.
There was a crackle in the bushes to her right. A girl who looked about a year older then Brooke appeared, her large green eyes holding back tears. The girl had sharp features but was pretty in a fierce kind of way. She was several inches taller then Brooke and had a softer and much curvier figure. Her hair was streaked red and black and she was wearing heavy eyeliner. Brooke turned to her, and then blushed, ignoring the leap of joy that her heart took, though it was shaking her inside and out.
Brenna looked so distressed, so hurt that Brooke didn’t even hesitate as she reached out and embraced the other girl, letting her head rest on her shoulder. “I’m… I’m so sorry… “ was all she could bring herself to say. This was the worst part about leaving England.
Slowly the other girls sobbing ceased, and Brenna finally looked at her. That did it. The shaking that Brooke felt became unbearable, and let her lips softly close over Brenna’s, taking charge for once. The older girl leaned into the kiss and put her hands on Brooke’s waist. Shocks thrilled through Brooke’s body from the points where their body’s touched. Finally Brooke broke the kiss, pulling away from Brenna even though it hurt. “This isn’t right Bren…” She looked away. “Three years is a long time…”
Age:15
Grade:10th (Sophomore)
Height:5"5
Weight:122 Pounds
Hair color:Auburn Red
Eye color:Brown
Family Members:
Dad: Seth Michael Piper
Mom: Marie Anne Piper
No Siblings
Personality:
Brooke doesn't really fit into any special clique. She has been popular before and now she has no idea why she liked it. They A-list type kids only wanted her in their group because she looked good enough for wannabees to envy. But she never wanted anyone to think that she was perfect or that she thinks she is perfect.
She when you first meet her, you either think that she's great, or you don't want anything to do with her because of her naturally high/hyper public personality. If you want to see her more you'll soon see some other sides. She is very shy with people that she is even slightly attracted to. Yes, Brooke is Bi.
Likes:
- Girls
- Boys
- Rainbows
- Pink
- Chocolate
- Soft serve ice cream
- Kinkiness
- Animals
- Heiress Perfume
- Pet names
- Gay boys (as friends)
- Theater
- Photography
- Art
Dis-Likes:
- Green
- Orange
- Heights
- Bugs
- Closed spaces
- Homophobes
- Math
- Papaya
- Carrots
- Snakes
Goals:
Brooke wants to graduate from high school and eventually become an artist. She is very good at pastel painting. Her mother is a professional artist. So Brooke has been inspired her whole life.
Fears:
- bugs
- snakes
- heights
- closed spaces
Appearance:
The first thing that you notice about Brooke is her adorable baby doll face. Her eyes are a deep auburn brown, framed with long delicate lashes. Her silky hair is the perfect color of auburn. Her nose is a little on the bigger side, but not too noticeable. It only shows her beautiful side. Her lips are smooth and slightly heart shaped, and are naturally darker pink.
She has remarkably good curves for such a slim girl and most colors look great on her. Her least favorite body part is her ears. They are way too pointy in her world.
She has her ears pierced once at the bottom of her ear. But she has always wanted her ear pierced again. She enjoys to wear T.J Maxx or Old Navy. Brooke doesn’t really wear jewelry that much. She doesn’t really have the money for it anyway. She wears Penny Loafers and the original old shoes. Sometimes she wears hand me downs! Having money just doesn’t matter to her. But she does sometimes wish she had more of it. Once she gets out of high school she would have to have her own life after all.
History:
When Brooke was born, she had a really bad illness. The telltale symptom was that she never cried or laughed or showed any sign of emotion. Nobody could figure out what was wrong with her, and for her first two years of life the doctors didn't think that she could make it. She had so many tests done to her that she still has many tiny scars all over the back of her neck. Suddenly, the day after her second birthday, she started to cry. It was a miracle and her parents swore that they would protect her and never let her go.
By the time she was ten she was still living in Ireland, and she was having major freedom issues. She wasn't allowed anywhere by herself and her overprotective mother wouldn't even consider loosening her viselike grip on her middle daughter. Depression set in.
At fourteen she had moved to England and the doctors there decided that the depression was caused by her mothers constant watchfulness. She had to go away for her remaining high school years in an attempt to beat the overwhelming nightly depression. She is now becoming better but needs her time still until she can live her own life.
RP Sample
Brooke looked behind her. Was it just imagination, or was there somebody watching her from afar? She kept walking. Nobody there. She surveyed the semi wilderness around her. It was obvious that it wasn't the real woods. A large sign held dog bags and Sported national park regulations. Oh well. It was still peaceful.
Soon she would have to phone her mom. It would be the last time on her trusty mobile phone, because they would be deactivating the cell that afternoon. She didn't have much time to hang around as she had to pack for the next morning’s flight to her new home, but she was here for a purpose.
There was a crackle in the bushes to her right. A girl who looked about a year older then Brooke appeared, her large green eyes holding back tears. The girl had sharp features but was pretty in a fierce kind of way. She was several inches taller then Brooke and had a softer and much curvier figure. Her hair was streaked red and black and she was wearing heavy eyeliner. Brooke turned to her, and then blushed, ignoring the leap of joy that her heart took, though it was shaking her inside and out.
Brenna looked so distressed, so hurt that Brooke didn’t even hesitate as she reached out and embraced the other girl, letting her head rest on her shoulder. “I’m… I’m so sorry… “ was all she could bring herself to say. This was the worst part about leaving England.
Slowly the other girls sobbing ceased, and Brenna finally looked at her. That did it. The shaking that Brooke felt became unbearable, and let her lips softly close over Brenna’s, taking charge for once. The older girl leaned into the kiss and put her hands on Brooke’s waist. Shocks thrilled through Brooke’s body from the points where their body’s touched. Finally Brooke broke the kiss, pulling away from Brenna even though it hurt. “This isn’t right Bren…” She looked away. “Three years is a long time…”
