Post by Jal Jenkins on Sept 2, 2008 1:43:09 GMT -5
BEHIND THE MASK&&
name: Carrie[/size]
age: 20
gender: F
years of experience: 4 1/3 ^-^BACK TO BASICS&&
name: Veronica Jalia Jenkins
nickname: prefered: Jal, other: Roni
age: 17
gender: F
sexual orientation: bisexual
race: demon
blood: pureblooded
sin/virtue: patienceLOOK INTO THE MIRROR&&
celebrity: Toni Garrn
picture:
height: 5' 7"
weight: 140
eye colour: blue
hair colour: blonde
heritage: caucaisan
tattoos:
on hands and feet outsides of each on top
piercings: belly piercing
flaws:
Jal is very determined in a way that might make her seem pushy. She has a way she wants things and she doesn't stand for it to go any other way. While she is "patient" and willing to wait long periods of time for her way to come to pass... she does not accept it going in the opposite direction. She is also quite crude at inappropriate times. Saying things that shouldn't be said in certain situations and sometimes shouldn't be said at all. She is also a frequent gum chewer which for some might be annoying. Jal tends to fall a lot due to clumsiness that amazingly is not included in her running activities.
overall appearance:
Jal has long blonde hair that is the typical blonde color not super light but not considered dirty. She has a very petite frame and she is tall, long, and lean. It is obvious that she works out as she has a very toned body. Her hands are long and thin, she likes to point out that her hands are almost as long as all her guy friends. It also helps her be able to play the piano more efficiently, which just so happens to be one of her hobbies. With that hobby comes her posture which is very good. Many girls of her generation could be said to be slouchers but she stands straight, tall, and proud; creating the illusion that she is taller than girls who are just as tall as she is. It also presents the look of someone who is very sure of themselves.
Her style of clothing can be said to be very fashionable but sometimes strange. She never wears the same style more than a day in a row. One day you might see her wearing gothic clothing and the next she is wearing a plaid skirt and a polo shirt. Sometimes she wears bright loud colors. Sometimes she wears designer clothing and other days she is wearing hand-me-downs or clothing from a once-worn store. She has a lot of shoes but only three pairs that she wears frequently. One pair is her stilettos which she tends to wear with the most inappropriate outfits, things that you wouldn't really wear stilettos with. She has the typical teenage worn pair of tennis shoes that were once white but were turned grey with overuse. She also has a pair of leather flip flops that she wears frequently to show off the tattoos that she has on her feet.
Jal's one defining aspect is her [tattoos]. She has a flower tattoo on each of her hands and feet that line the outside of her hands and feet. She also likes to change things up with doing henna tattoos on herself that change frequently. She has a naval piercing that one some of her wilder days she likes to show off with belly shirts that tend to be frowned upon by the adults in her presence. Jal also wears little make up. She wears only mascara, chap/lipstick, and occasionally eyeshadow. She hardly EVER wears her hair down unless engaging in sports or messy activities. Jal makes jewelry too which means she is wearing multiple handmade bracelets and necklaces at all times.BE YOURSELF&&
likes: gum, chocolate, food in general, air, swimming, her friends, running/exercise, long walks on the beach (*cough* walks), jewelry (jewelry making), clothing styles, individuals, cats, books
dislikes: rude people, posers, conformists, cherries, homework, dogs, too much sunlight, too much rain, trashy magazines (read a good book people!)
strengths: patience, love, physical strength, friendship, literacy, forgiveness
weaknesses: she is pushy, guarded, she can be quite rude and outspoken, clumsy, forgiveness
overall personality:
Jal isn't shy. She is quite outspoken really and tends to say what is on her mind no matter the consequences. She can also say some of the most inappropriate things without a bat of her eyelashes. She isn't afraid very often and when she is it is either ridiculously non-scary or EXTREMELY scary. Even when afraid she tends to pretend that she isn't, if her facade fails, something is really wrong. She will not run from a fight and she isn't afraid of violence.
Another side of her lack of shyness comes her love of making new friends. She doesn't judge people by first impressions instead accepts new friends with the bat of an eyelash. This doesn't always work well for her as she might make friends with people who treat her badly. She doesn't let this get her down however and keeps on forgiving mistakes and making new friends. She likes to think that she fits in with all crowds of people but sometimes she makes a fool of herself. This doesn't stop her, however, from trying.
She is determined 100% to be the best she can be. She studies hard no matter how much she hates homework and she works hard at everything she does. She doesn't let things get out of her control so that makes her somewhat controlling at times. Things will go her way or else. She is also quite helpful willing to tutor anyone at any time. She also loves to give advice to those who are in need.CAN'T RUN FROM YOUR PAST&&
parents: Maria and Alexander Jenkins
siblings: --
other: --
pets: one black cat: Kelso
overall history:
Jal was born Veronica Jalia Jenkins to Maria and Alexander Jenkins her parents . Her parents were very well off within the middle class community. She had no siblings growing up so there was an extreme chance of becoming spoiled. She didn't however, her father happened to be the executive at a big company and came home every night stressed, his stress relief was causing Jal emotional pain through mental abuse. This happened the moment she was able to understand words. Her mother on the other hand was around to buffer every abuse her father dished out while he was at work. She reminded Jal how special she really was and that she loved her and that was all that mattered. Jal didn't escape all mental sadness from the abuse but was saved from forever being completely messed up.
Because of her parents she became loving yet, controlling. These attributes were caused because of the tettertotter of emotional pressure from both sides. Jal is very self assured and likes herself but feels the need to control situations because of her lack of control as a child. Now that she is 17 and a senior she has moved out and away from that situation, with her mother's secret permission. She works very hard to keep up her way of life, with help from her mother of course, who very supportive of her decision. Jal works a part time job to help support herself while her mom sneaks money to her when she can to pay for rent and other expenses.
Her apartment is very small but is big enough for her and her little feline Kelso. Kelso is black with yellow eyes and is only four months old. Her apartment has one bed room and a room that suffices for a kitchen/dining/living room. She also has a bathroom which is the best part because it has a bathtub. The multipurpose room is filled with the usual kitchen supplies including a refrigerator, sink, and stove. It also has a futon and a two person card table with two foldable chairs. It isn't the high life but it has been the best part of her life.
She hasn't had any boyfriends or girlfriends as of yet and that is where her extreme patience has come into play. She is 17 and has never been kissed. Of course her friends don't know that and she isn't going to let them know that quite yet. She is embarrassed that she hasn't found any form of first love but she is willing to wait so long as the first time is great. Even thought she has had crushes on girls, with no experience she is more in the bicurious faze than the bisexual faze. She tends to have crushes more on men than woman also which makes her closer to straight than bi. Her friends don't know of her bisexuality either, and she is afraid to let them know in case they don't like that about her.
Overall, her life has been difficult but not horrible. She has enjoyed most of her past and regrets nothing.ALL I NEED IS THE REST&&
secret word: fallen angel
other characters on this site?: --
anything else?: Duby suggested the site. Also must admit that no matter how much you tried not to be harsh Whitney... you were... but no hard feelings *shrugs* the things the fingers do while typing and being in constant pain...>.< Just remember that people aren't perfect.
sample roleplay:
From another site:
Carrie laid comfortably on the couch, but that did nothing for the distress in her heart. They may not have intended to wake her but the changes among Carrie and Evan were complete and their bodies were now adjusting. The torrent of pain in her mind and heart were bound to wake her soon and she groaned in pain, even though she sustained no injuries.
Within her dreams she could only wish that someone would hold her. She felt so much despair and there was no one to hold her... well there was one person but within her dreams she was so far away from him. She was sure that she was in the Death Eater Headquarters and she never felt less welcome there. Yes, she was the leader but... oh dear how much pain and suffering had she caused. How many lives had she taken?!
Carrie's eyes shot open and she struggled to move her bound body as she lay on the couch. She looked around herself only having a moment to realize where she was before she burst into hysterical sobs. She was so conflicted inside and the realization that she was in the Order Headquarters did nothing to sooth or cause the tears that poured down her face. The only solace she knew was that Zoltan was near her which within her dreams seemed impossible. Carrie was almost grateful that she was with the Order, they would hesitate before killing her, probably preferring to send her to Azkaban.
If only she could stop crying and let them to know what was happening. The tears that pour down her face however were evidence of her change. Yes, Carrie Masters cried but NEVER in front of large groups. She had cried in front of Christopher Lestrange and possibly Zoltan but no one else. These tears were for all those she had killed and the horrible guilt she felt. She also knew what her potion was for and she couldn't help but cry for the fact that while heavenly she now had a conscience, she was sure that Evan was now a maniac like no other. Possibly... more of a tyrant than she.
The only thing she could wish for now was her hands to be free so she could cover her face. The hysterics didn't stop, couldn't stop.