Post by briar on Jul 5, 2008 20:47:06 GMT -5
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madeline brianne wellington
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you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer,
FULL NAME: Madeline Brianne Wellington
NICKNAMES?: Maddie
AGE: Twenty-three
GRADE: Junior
GENDER: Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
OCCUPATION: Student and part-time waitress
SOCIAL STATUS: Upper-middle class
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HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 105 pounds
HAIR: Maddie's is thick, long, wavy and a rich dark brown color. However, the fun stops there. It's almost impossible to manage because of the aforementioned features - it takes her nearly a half an hour to wash it and brush it when she finds the time. From years of damage due to straightening, then curling, and doing it all over again, her hair is quite dry and frizzy without a lot of time put into it. When she wakes up in the morning, it resembles something of a lion's mane, and it pretty laughable. However, with intensive hair repair treatments and hours in front of the mirror making sure every strand of hair is in the correct place, when she actually leaves the house her hair looks beautiful.
EYES: People say that eyes are a window to the soul, and in this case, they would be right. Maddie's eyes are an exotic light green in color, and that's about it. There are no magical color-changing eyes "in certain light" or anything like that, they're just green. She loves her eyes, but hates the emotion that is incredibly visible through them. One look at her face and you can tell exactly what she's feeling, which bothers her because she would prefer to mostly keep her emotions to herself - she's not outwardly emotional, but you can always see storms brewing in her wide eyes.
BODY TYPE: Maddie has always been naturally thin. She shot up around age eleven and remained at five foot six for a good two years, until she grew again around age thirteen and stayed at five foot nine ever since. She has always been the gangly, awkwardly tall, too-thin girl who was considered 'weird' just because of the way she looks. Now that she is going to college, she has begun to head to the gym four or five times a week to work out. Why? Who knows. You'd think that all the walking she does around campus would keep her fit enough, but the want to fit in with new people has driven her to fix up her flabby arms. Her body is not particularly muscular, but toned. She has no curves to speak of really, coming up rather short with a B-cup and straight, angular hips.
PIERCINGS/TATTOOS: Never being a fan of anything pointy moving towards her body, the only part of her body Maddie has marked with a needle is her ears - twice, and once courtesy of her mother. When she was maybe five she got the typical hole in the ear like every other girl her age, and when she was nineteen and quite drunk she got her cartilage pierced. She doesn't wear cartilage earrings often though, and sometimes wouldn't mind if they just closed up forever, but they won't, so she feels obligated to wear earrings in them sometimes.
ANYTHING ELSE?: Although she can't really afford designer clothing, Maddie has made her way around town shopping at thrift stores and cheap, cute boutiques to dress like she fits in with all of the upper-class New York City girls. Her father has money, but dislikes catering to her lust for clothing. She follows the trends as they come and go (or tries to), all while attempting to live within her budget.
OVERALL: Maddie's father describes her as a 'living doll', and he's right. She is tall and absolutely tiny, with thick eyebrows, piercing eyes and porcelain skin. When she was younger she was ridiculed as alien, but now she has embraced her 'look' and she appreciates the looks she gets on the street in her fast-paced New York City life. She's the type of girl that you have to look at twice to see her beauty, and often people just pass her by without a second glance.
FACE CLAIM: Darla Baker
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PERSONALITY:
- In a word, Maddie is driven. Nothing will stop her from getting what she wants. She has goals, and although they may seem unreachable, that doesn't stop her from trying. She has seen how her father struggled, and then overcame, and she wants to do the same with her life. Achieving greatness seems impossible, but nothing can take her down. She isn't easily deterred and once she sets her mind to something, it's nearly impossible to talk her out of it.
- Despite having high goals, she is very pragmatic. She, along with everyone else, has experienced hardships in life but knows how to systematically work through them. You could really call her hyper-rational - everything makes sense on a surface level, but that means that oftentimes she has trouble understanding others. Maddie often sees things in black and white, and there is rarely a grey area for her. It's either right or wrong, and she has little difficulty differentiating between the two.
- Maddie's difficulty understanding other people has led her to be rather quiet. Not shy by any means, but she prefers to watch, listen, and observe rather than participate directly. She generally has no problem making conversation if she is approached first, but will not go out of her way to talk to anyone unless for some reason they have sparked a genuine interest in her. In such a fast-paced town, Maddie takes time to people-watch. I suppose you could call it a strange habit, but she
- Even though she is quiet, Maddie has plenty of friends. She's very caring when it comes to the people that she loves - she would do anything for her closest friends and family and she makes sure they know it. She has no problem warming up to people, but generally others are driven off by her seemingly shy appearance. When she's in the company of friends she becomes less clinical in nature and becomes more willing to loosen up. Never a stranger to a good time with her pals, Maddie can party with the best of them despite what you may think upon first glance.
- She is easy-going, and it takes a lot to make her mad. Although when you do manage to make her mad, you probably won't be able to tell. She fights with words, not punches, and can snark and snap with the best of them. She is witty and sarcastic, and has a tendency to speak down to people whom she dislikes or who dislike her. She's not outwardly bitchy, just sneaky in the way she goes about putting others down. She doesn't put much effort into anything unless someone has personally attacked her or her family, so please don't get on her bad side.
- Despite her somewhat unusual perception on the world, Maddie is very typical. She's funny - she loves cracking jokes and making people laugh, although oftentimes her jokes can be taken the wrong way due to her sarcastic nature, and sometimes she ends up making people laugh by putting other people down. She doesn't mean it, but she can bit brutally honest at times - she has the terrible habit of speaking her mind when she's in friendly company, which can get her into trouble. She has no problem telling the truth when she's with people she knows, and most of the time they know her well enough to know the way she works and not take her sarcasm too seriously.
LOVES: animals, music, singing in the shower, goofing off, fashion, stuffed animals, beautiful men, drinking, partying, texting, intelligence, coffee, modeling, movies, being busy
HATES: sleazy men, sellouts, slobs, feet, ears, fake people, smoking, smokers, idiots, liars, hypocrites, being idle
FEARS: spiders, gaining weight, people being angry at her, disappointing her father, going broke, losing her friends and family, getting nowhere in life
HABITS: touching/playing with her hair, pinching the bridge of her nose, re-applying her makeup a thousand times per day, chewing the inside of her lip, people-watching
FLAW: overachiever, an observer rather than a participant, obsessive compulsive to a point, can be taken the wrong way, can act superior, is overly blunt without realizing it
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FAMILY: Mother - Linda Parker - 52 - Unknown
Father - John Wellington - 56 - Professor at Yale University
Brother - Nick Wellington - 20 - Student at community college
HOMETOWN: New Haven, Connecticut
HISTORY:
Linda and John met, well, on a dating service. How embarrassing, right? Yeah, they don't really like to talk about it, and neither of their children had bothered asking much about their parents' courtship. To put it simply, they got married. Luckily, Maddie wasn't an accident by any means - by her calculations (and yes, she had to calculate, her parents refused to tell her anything) she was concieved about a year after her parents were married. Phew. Her brother was born two years later and unfortunately for all you people reading this, Maddie had a very normal childhood for the most part. She was raised like any other child, with good morals and a good head on her shoulders.
Maddie always suspected her mother had bipolar disorder. She would spend hours screaming at her daughter and then forget five minutes later. She would clean until there was nothing left to clean, and she would stay up until three in the morning wiping imaginary dust off every imaginable surface and then wake up at five AM and do it all over again. As the years wore on like this, Linda Wellington's body began to deteriorate. Running around crazily and cleaning without getting any sleep was horrible on her body - once when Maddie was sixteen, her mother was hospitalized and doctors had no idea what was wrong. They thought it was cancer, necrosis, heart failure...you name it, and apparently her mother had it. But no treatments helped - except sleep. After two weeks in the hospital, Linda was suddenly fine, and the doctors sent her home. The only thing she was worried about was 'how far behind she was in her cleaning'.
John always promised that he would get a divorce. When Maddie was eleven, he promised he'd get it when she was thirteen. When she was thirteen, they had to wait until her brother was thirteen. When Maddie was sixteen or seventeen, her father promised that he would get a divorce as soon as she got out of high school, claiming that he didn't want her around when it happened. It was a good thing, too. Maddie never believed her dad, but he finally did it - the day she moved to New York. Her mother went batshit crazy, and Maddie doesn't keep in touch with her anymore, but she doesn't care at all. Her mother put her through too much shit when she was a child. There was no physical abuse, but years of her mom ignoring her and telling her (when they did talk) that she was weird, and fat, and ugly, and had no friends and would never be successful. Her mother seriously stunted her emotional growth, or so she likes to believe, but that's quite melodramatic and a lot of what she went through was probably a typical teenage experience. Still, she has no desire to ever speak to her mother again after the verbal 'abuse' that she suffered as a child.
Her parents took her for granted growing up, but expected her to behave. She was the perfect girl - never got a detention once in her life, had straight A's even while she was taking Advanced Placement classes, and graduated as salutatorian of her class. Her parents kept her on a tight leash. Not once did the girl touch drugs or alcohol in high school. Never. Her parents were far too strict for that, and she was too scared that they would find out to ever risk doing anything bad. Of course, mom and dad thought that every child should behave this way, and Maddie knew that once she got out of high school, she would change. And she did. Her father was an exceptionally bright man, educated at the University of Rochester in New York after emigrating from Poland. He picked up a teaching position at Yale after working as a Fulbright Scholar for a number of years in his thirties and forties. He is one of the leading experts in US economics in the country, and naturally he wanted his daughter to be just as successful.
Maddie is undoubtedly the shining star of the family, or was at least. Compared to her brother, she's golden. He got away with everything that Maddie couldn't as a child, from drinking to drugs. He graduated with poor grades and barely got into the local community college with a 900 on his SAT. Really nice, compared to Maddie's 1450. Yeah. Well, she doesn't really feel bad. She still keeps in contact with her brother, but is most attached to her father. He however, doesn't know about the way she's been acting after coming to NYC. Now that she has escaped the tight reins of her father's control, she has partier more, drank more, and done everything that her counterparts in high school were doing as she sat at home and studied. She still doesn't smoke, but definitely knows how to have a good time. Of course Maddie is still daddy's little girl, but he doesn't need to know about this. She's just having fun - it's college! That's what you're supposed to do in college, right?
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YOUR NAME; Briar
YEARS RPING; 6 I think...I've lost count. Ha. I suck.
PHRASE: ADMIN EDIT.
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Kaylee loved Friday nights, really. They were her favorite part of the week – tonight she had no lessons to teach, so she had headed back to the house early, before Molly got home, to get ready to go out to dinner with a client who she was looking to entice into boarding at Coventry. Dressed in a light blue and white checkered dress shirt and a pair of black slacks, she looked quite professional. She was quick to apply her makeup after drying her hair with a blow-drier, making it soft and wavy. It was that way naturally, but it was probably a better idea not to go to a business dinner with a head of wet hair. She applied her makeup quickly, putting on her eyeliner with a thin brush and winging it out at the ends. Mascara was next, and then a metal comb to brush out all of the clumps from the mascara. The girl was really a bit too particular with her makeup, but hey, it ended up looking nice so she had no qualms about it. Then she put on some peachy-pink blush to highlight her cheekbones, and slicked on a bit of shiny lip gloss. Perfecto! She headed to the door and grabbed her purse, slipping on a pair of white pumps and glancing at herself once in the mirror by the door before she headed to her truck.
An hour later, the meeting had gone by without incident, and the blonde was positive she had a new boarder for Coventry. Now, Kaylee couldn't help but get nervous when Connor called her on her cell, claiming that it was really important and she needed to get to his house right away. She had been in the middle of changing her clothes in her truck (thank god it had tinted windows!) when her cell phone went off, vibrating in her cup-holder relentlessly until she finally managed to get her clothes on and pick up the phone. The tone in her step-cousin’s voice had made her turn around in her car and head back to his place. She had been driving to the Phoenix Flame to get her party on with a few friends, but when she answered her call phone in the car, she knew she should see what all the fuss was about. While she was talking to Connor, her phone beeped to let her know she had received a text message from Molly. It asked her where she was and mentioned that Connor had said something was up, so now the worry-wart in Kay was really getting the best of her. She texted back a quick reply to Molly, ‘I was at a meeting with a client – got them to board, but what the hell? Heading to Connor’s now. <3’ She really wasn’t in the mood to deal with Connor’s bullshit, but she was genuinely worried. If he contacted both of the Parker girls, she figured something was really the matter. The blonde was dressed for a night on the town now, wearing a knee-length green spaghetti-strap dress and her pair of white heels. If she had known what she was getting herself into, she would have worn snow pants and a parka. The blonde, however, only worried further when she pulled onto the street where Connor lived and saw a multitude of cars in the driveway and surrounding the house, one of them being Molly’s. She turned off the ignition of her car, grabbing her handbag and locking the door of her truck before jumping out of the driver’s seat and running in her heels to the door. Ringing the doorbell insistently, she brushed stray strands of hair from her face, her heart racing with nerves and anxiety. Her breathing was shallow, and she was shaking slightly. What could possibly be going on? Was someone hurt?
All of the girl’s questions were answered when Connor opened the door, but her body didn’t respond any differently when she saw the banner which read ‘Coventry’s Charity Girl Auction’. Oh, fuck no. She turned to run the other direction, but Connor grabbed her arm with a sly grin and maneuvered her inside, although she struggled and fought with him the whole way, cursing his existence. “Connor, what the fuck?! Why would you do this?” she managed to blurt out as he pushed her into the living room to sit down with the other girls. Then it hit her that Molly was dragged into this too, and the older sister found solace in her younger counterpart. Clutching her handbag, she collapsed on the couch next to Molly and crossed her legs, her brows creased in worry. “Molly, did I sign up for this?” she half-joked, trying with a weak smile to lighten her nerves. She certainly did not want to be auctioned off. Who would be showing up? Hopefully not Caleb…ugh. After her fight with him a few nights before, the last thing she wanted to do was let him see her like this.
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