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Post by charlotte james , on Jul 19, 2007 12:11:55 GMT -5
MAIN INFORMATION ,
FIRST & MIDDLE NAME , charlotte marie
SURNAME , james
AGE , nineteen
OUTER CHARACTER DESCRIPTION ,
OVERALL APPEARANCE ,
This female is a striking one, however, ask her if she is pretty and you just might be given a dirty look perhaps she might think you are playing some sort of joke on her. Unlike many of the other young adults her age, Charlotte isn't the image of perfection. She lacks blonde locks and blue eyes, and her figure isn't even minuscule. She is what some people might call the beauty of imperfection. However, how ugly that might seem, put all of her features to make Charlotte and you have a very beautiful young woman. She is the type that you tend to look back at, the type that you tend to remember. She isn't so overconfident that it blinds you, in fact, she isn't very confident at all. She is a true beauty, however, Charlotte herself doesn't seem to really know that.
Dark chocolate tresses hang down to below her shoulder blades. They have a wavy texture, and they are certainly silky to the touch. She always seems to make them look amazing, whether that be pulling them up in a sloppy bun, or perhaps straightening them to a razored edge. On most days, she lets it dry by itself and it dries in waves around her magnificent face. Her hair fits her rather nicely. This girl seems to carry the world on her shoulders, and the sunlight in her hair. It looks messy, usually tasseled apon her head. Charlotte manages to make that work though, and she is usually happy with the way her hair turns out. She takes good care of herself, and her hair is one of the things she loves taking care of.
Once she turns her deep chocolate gaze apon you, it is quite disturbing at times, the way Charlotte is able to pierce right through a person with a single glance. With the slightest shade of emerald surrounding the pupil, and a deep chocolate around the outer edge, Charlotte certainly has captivating eyes. They sparkle with intelligence and her current mood, you can tell what ever she is feeling by simply looking her straight in the eye. They are framed with onyx lashes, which she enhances with only the slightest bit of mascara. She is known for the natural beauty she has without makeup. She takes good care of her eyes. Charlotte does actually wear contacts, and is rarely seen with her glasses, for she doesn't like them at all.
Charlotte's figure is rather cute. She has feminine curves, an hourglass figure as most people would call it. She stands at about 5'4, and her wieght is around one hundred and fifteen pounds. She is certainly not fragile, but she is not large either. She enherites her frame from her mother, whome used to look just like Charlotte. The female is often found wearing heels, for she is somewhat ashamed of how short she actually is. She has long, tonned legs. All of her body parts are fit perfectly in the right places. She has a graceful look to her, and she seems almost like a china doll, put together in the only way that she could not break. She carries herself with the grace only a woman posesses. She stands proudly, no matter what she may be really feeling inside.
The rest of her facial features blend in perfectly. Her lips the shade of a pale rose, and her skin is utterly smooth. Her personal hygiene and style are up kept, so Charlotte always looks her best. She is a fetching young woman, but she has a lack of confidence, which doesn't allow her to see that. As for tattoos and piercings, Charlotte has none. Except for the two piercings in her lobes, nothing besides skin covers her body. Charlotte has always had a slight fear of the needle, afraid that they'd screw up or something like that. Her flaws happen to be very little, like the small freckle that is at the end of her cheek bone. Her hair usually covers that, however. When it comes to asking Charlotte, everything about herself is a flaw.
SCARS , none .
FLAWS , has bad hair days , freckles , shortness .
PIERCINGS / TATTOOS , two piercings in her earlobes .
CLOTHING STYLE ,
Something Charlotte prides herself on is being trendy. Her clothes reflect her sweet, yet slightly shy personality. She adores things like high heels, skirts, and pretty fitted tops. Charlotee adores putting clothes together, usually a blend of what is trendy, but ultra feminine. One of her favorites is accessories, such as scarves, hats, hoop earings, and bags. Shopping is something she loves dearly, and nothing gives her more pleasure then spending an hour or to getting something she truly loves. One thing you'll never see Charlotte in is sweat pants, jeans is what she wears when she wants to feel ultra comfy, and that's it. Even her pajamas are amazing, seeing as she has cute little nighties made of silk and lace. She isn't lazy when it comes to dressing herself, and she just loves feeling cute in whatever she is wearing. You'll usually catch Charlotte in a skirt of some sort, because she loves showing off her fabulous legs. Though a lot of her clothes cover her up, her more outgoing clothes show what many of the girls today are showing, like cleavage. However, Charlotte's wardrobe is entirely tasteful, classy, and elegant.
CELEB , katharine mcphee
INNER CHARACTER DESCRIPTION
PERSONALITY ,
Charlotte is a genuine girl. She in general is one of the nicest people you'd ever meet. Everything you see with Charlotte is the truth, nothing is fake, or forced at all. She is very open, and she wears her emotions on her sleeve. Charlotte can be emotional at times, usually the sad and upset feelings tend to get the best of her. She is a sweet girl with a gentle disposition. She would never bring any harm to anyone, no matter what they've done to her. She is the type to keep her mouth shut and let people walk all over her; it is quite obvious that that is one of her downfalls. Charlotte means only well, she'd never hurt a soul. She knows what it feels like to be taken advantage of, and she refuses to do that to other people.
First off, Charlotte is a gentle female. With the kindness of someone that has experienced more hurt then she really should deserve, Char wouldn't hurt a fly. When people describe her, a smile instantly lights up their face if they are her true friends. Charlotte likes interacting with others, she is a social being, just like everyone else in the world. Charlotte tends to hang back just a bit longer though, and it takes her a while to get used to loud and out going people - because those are a few traits she does not posses. Charlotte is not in any way, shape, or form a bitch. She doesn't see any good coming from putting people down, and she believes that all people are equal. She is certainly pro-peace.
Shyness is yet another thing that might describe this young woman. She has a bit of a problem with new people, maybe the fact she is afraid of judgment and afraid of being used because of all the things she is fortunate to have. She fears crowds, but loves them at the same time. She hates them because she feels easily lost and alone, loves them for the fact she isn't alone and she doesn't have to face new people by herself. Her mind tends to work in complicated ways, and she can easily get confused and her thoughts all screwed up. Charlotte is kind of like the girl next door figure - nobody tends to notice her until they really start to look. No matter how shy she can be at first, she usually gets over in in an hour or two, and if you end up befriending this girl, you've got her forever.
Charlotte has a good head on her shoulders. She is an intelligent girl, however she sometimes over thinks situations, trying to figure out if she can fix them. She sometimes obsess over being right, and she will indeed tell you when she thinks your wrong; probably one of the only times she will actually speak up. People think she got to where she was now by her parent's money, and by her looks, however Charlotte worked for everything she got. She is the type of person that never feels satisfied until they know that they were the ones that helped themselves. Charlotte knows what's best for herself and she looks out for herself. She takes great inner pride on the fact that she has never been swayed into being high or drunk, or into having sex. Just a simple polite 'no' and she is on her way.
Charlotte is rather quiet. She has a low confidence level, and she tends to sit in the shadows, hiding her face. She tends to think of her friends as modern day Wonder Women, while she thinks of herself useless. Charlotte doesn't know her own beauty, her own smarts. She doesn't really know herself at all. She always felt that she'd never amount to anything, but always tried so hard to do the best. She expects so highly of herself, always urging to be a few pounds smaller, a few brain-cells smarter. Charlotte tends to think that almost all other people are better then she is, and that they deserve the attention and the longing stares. She is totally blind to the fact that she is the girl that gets all the glances and the attention. She is too busy trying to push people away.
When it comes to love, Charlotte is the type of female that seems to cling for dear life when she starts to fall for someone. She can be a teasing, flirtatious, but that of course is all innocent. She will only go home with a guy if she knows him well, and she rarely picks them from off the street. She certainly isn't a celibate, but she isn't a whore either. Charlotte ends up being somewhere in the middle. In all, Charlotte is a happy girl. Even though she seems to have been walked apon many times, she is able to be optimistic - yet another one of her traits. She seems to look on the bright side, and she is able to laugh. Charlotte is a free girl, a free soul. She hasn't really found herself in the sense that she is able to judge and criticize herself well. A flaw of hers, she expects so much of herself that she absolutely kills herself when she doesn't meet her own expectations. She has ridiculously low ones for other people however, and nothing could ever be their fault if she is involved; it must always be hers. She is a perfectionist, and strives to be perfect, so no one would find any reason for fault or flaw in her. She has yet to realize that that is her fault right there - not being able to accept the fact that she is human.
LIKES ,
chocolate, men, flowers, sleeping in, makeup, manicures, music, cars, watching football, jewelery, clothes, shopping, hot chocolate, raspberry smoothies, clear skin, children, feeling beautiful
DISLIKES ,
Mondays, strawberry ice cream, death, depression, tattoos, cigarettes, bugs, fear, heights, the color yellow, clumpy mascara, heavy eyeliner, being dirty, stinking, rainy days, family guy
CHARACTER HISTORY ,
PARENTS ,
gregory jamesforty-sixfathermarried
serenity jamesthirty-fivemothermarried
SIBLINGS ,
booker jamesnineteentwin brotherdeceased
HISTORY ,
Wealth, fame, good fortune. Those three things had been placed apon the James family from the beginning of time. It all started with Charlotte's grandparents, who decided to put their fortune to good use and invest it in fashion. Ryan James, her grandfather, founded James Models, who are now famous all over the world. When Gregory was born, he instantly became the heir to the throne of the fashion industry. He began working at the agencey at the age of twenty seven. Even though Gregory was pure testosterone, he did love the bright lights and stress of the shows and the limelight. It was the essence that he had grown up in, this was in his blood.
Serenity Kisse had always dreamed of being a model. She was a simple small town girl, but of course, god had blessed her with the gift of beauty. With full lips and a sexy pout to match she had no trouble landing a contract with James Models. Serenity met Gregory at the very first show, and she took one single look into his icey blue eyes and she was forever hooked. Before she had met Gregory, she had been a nobody, cast out, all she had ever been was a pretty face. She didn't come from money, and she was a high school dropout. The female didn't have any kind of future. She relied soley on her face, and indeed it got her somewhere, it lead her to her love.
Soon after the first show, Serenity and Gregory started seeing each other more and more. It was true love, right from the beginning. Many people thought that she was just interested in the money. They also thought she was way too young to be dating him, for she was only sixteen. They spent whatever minutes they could together, which I have to admit wasn't very much. He used to take her out to dinner, watch movies in her trailer on the grounds. They were so very much in love, and that still hasn't really changed. He was a man, she was a woman they seemed to make a perfect couple. They were both very beautiful after all. After a few months, just before Serenity's seventeenth birthday, she fell pregnant. However, this wasn't just with one baby, it was with two.
When they found out about the new arrivals, the pair was devistated. What would his parent's say. What about his & her's careers? So many questions had flooded the pairs minds that they decided on the best thing was to just stay together for it all. Nine months later, Charlott and Booker were born. They were normal, healthy babies with so much energy and happiness that it drove any doubts that Serenity and Greg had before away, and they lived happily. Sometime along the way, their parents got married. It was a lovely time for everyone, and people seemed to stop talking about them and went on with their lives. The little family settled down in a mansion in hollywood, and Greg enherited the modeling agencey a few years later with the senior mr. & mrs. James died.
The James twins grew up healthy without illness or any stress at all. There was a huge personality difference between the two, but it seemed that the brother and sister loved each other. While Charlotte was more shy and quiet, Booker was out going and loved to laught. They rarely fought and they were able to play together nicely. Charlotte and Booker were inseperable, and they did things together, like going to movies and they even had the same group of friends. They were best friends, something that is sometimes rare to see in a brother and a sister. The pair loved each other to bits and they looked out for each other. Essentially, they were a happy family, and they seemed to grow closer together every day.
When the twins entered highschool, they learned to grow up quickly. They both seemed to be the love interests for many people. Girls were always all over Booker, and that was something the boy seemed to love. He often dated girls and slept with them, before dumping them a few days later. He certainly was a heartbreaker, but that never seemed to bother him. Charlotte was a bit less shy then she was now, and she was able to have fun when her brother was around. Charlotte had alot of affection herself, and she often went home with guys, being the more partying type back then. She never really had a steady relationship, they were mostly flings and crushes. For the course of three years, it went on like that for both of them.
Towards the end of the highschool years, people began using Charlotte. They asked her out simply because she was popluar and rich and beautiful. She was a person that could help your social status and make it sky rocket. Booker was the same as ever, and no body walked all over him, because he had become slightly dangerous, using drugs, drinking and getting in fights. Charlotte and Booker however stayed the same, and they were as close as ever. Charlotte felt that the only person, let alone male that she could ever trust was her twin brother. One saturday night very late, Booker was driving home on his motorcycle, very druck and intoxicated. He drove it into a tree, and he died instantly.
Charlotte was devistated. Her brother, her best friend, the only one that she could trust was dead. After she finished her year twelve in highschool she left. When she turned eighteen she moved out of her house, still sick with grief to what happened to her brother. She moved from place to place for awhile, decided the only way she could ever really forget about him was to go to the oppset side of the country and settle down. Now, at the age of nineteen, Charlotte has decided that Key West is the place for her. It has been two years since she has been home, and she doubts that she will ever go back. Charlotte still can't get over her brother, and she mourns for him day to day.
CHARACTER CURRENTS ,
JOB , inheritance. :]
PETS , halifax , black labrador pup.
STATUS , single
EDUCATION college freshman drop-out
LIVING RESIDENTS , foxrun .
OOC INFO ,
NAME , hollehhhh !
EXPERIENCE , 3 years
OTHER , live and succeed .
SAMPLE ,
It was suprising, how you thought some people were so strong, but in the end of the day they were just as weak, or perhaps worse. That was how Summer saw Carson. To her, he had been so rough around the edges, so insensitive to anything. She knew for a lot time, that he didn't feel anything, or atleast, she thought she knew. But now, looking at him like this, he was just as lost as anybody, and Summer didn't know what was secure anymore. She had speant her whole life trying to fool people, just as Carson had been doing aswell. Summer's lie wasn't as big though, she had simply lied about her background, about what her family was - she never once lied, or acted out of character. All she saw in Carson was a man, or parts of a man. She didn't know if he'd ever really be whole, or if he had been whole to begin with.
Fragments of people were terrible to deal with. You saw all their broken, all their fears, yet you were so afraid to hold or touch simply because you were afraid to break them even more. Summer wanted to hug Carson, tell him that everything would be okay, truthfully though, she didn't know if they ever would be. The little love triangle he had been in seemed to screw him over so much that it was beyond repair, and Summer was afraid to even admit to seeing that. She did not want the concept of love ruined for the man because he broke his own heart with the help of his friend and a girl. She did not want to give up on it, for his sake anyway. then again, life had a funny way of showing up when you needed it, and Summer knew that if it was meant to be for Carson, then it would happen, no matter what it was.
Summer never used to believe in love. She thought it was a laughable matter, a word used to describe people who were infatuated with being with someone, not actually the person themselves. Marriage had been something unknown to the girl. She hadn't believed that people should been bound together forever, simply because she had seen what effect it had on people that it bound and people around them. Now however, she sported a different aspect. Love was a true thing, not just an infatuation, marriage no longer scared her, for she would give anything to be with Chance forever. What she used to believe was different, changed, now that she had experienced it on hand.
Summer was a changed girl. In one simple moment she had grown up, from a girl to a woman. She had seen the world in a different light. She no longer feared life, for a long time ago she used to. She used to be afraid of what the day would bring her, and worse, what the night would. She had been afraid to be alone, afraid to sleep, afraid to even think of the memories that haunted her very fragile mind. She hadn't a clue why she had been chosen by god or what ever higher being was up there to suffer so badly, and all she knew is that she had indeed suffered, but that was over now. She had been so afraid of the present that she didn't even want to look into the future. Summer had gone through it all, and the least thing she wanted was for Carson to go through it too.
A little less then seventeen years had been wasted on looking over her shoulder. She had been so busy, numbing herself to the pain she had been experiencing to actually try to not feel any pain anymore. She had felt herself condemned to it, and she saw no light at the end of the long tunnel. With no light and no hope the female had stayed down in dispare for a long time. Any less stronger then she would have committed suicide long ago and succeeded. Self harming wasn't the way to go, beating up your car wasn't the way to go either. It only caused more frustration in the long run, even if he couldn't see it know, he would. In the end you looked back on your mistakes and you shook your head. Yet you learned from them all anyway, it would be less then simple life experiences.
Everyone had desires in life. It was programmed into your system from day one. Summer desired for happiness, for Chance to love her, and for most importantly to be able to live her life. She knew Chance wanted to be in journalism, and he wanted for Summer to be beside him. Other people's wants were what they were, and no matter what people wanted in life, they were bound to be disappointed at some point. Summer had been disappointed many, many times. Ciara had always been better then her, her mother didn't want her. She had disappointed herself when she would come home high and hungover. Summer never used to be abl to look in the mirror, she was always afraid of what type of person she might see looking back.
The wind ruffled her hair gently, and emerald eyes looked up at Carson. He really was handsome when he was smiling, when he was being the cheeky little bastard he should be. All Summer saw at the moment was a shell of a person, like someone had taken out all his will and soul. Bailey and Kamilah seemed to have ripped all the life force out of him, but of course, he didn't help the situation at all either. Summer was really on the fence with this one. She simply wished there was a way for them all to be happy. However, this was the real world and the real world didn't work like that at all. She blinked gently, her dark emerald eyes filled with sadness and pity for them all. Everyone had their time to be down in the dirt, but it was a shame none the less.
Summer didn't dare breathe as his hand touched her features. Another human touch besides Chance sent shock waves running up and down her spine. His hands were rough, but not in a bad way. He had worked hard all his life, and he was gentle with her. Summer knew that he would never dare lay a bad hand apon her. Delicate ears took in his lyrics. All those people, it was true had fucked him over in one way or the other. Yet, he let them, he let them walk all over him. He loved Kamilah too much to blame her, he still had ties with Micah and Bailey, no matter if he wanted to or not. He was given an choice and for once in his life, Carson Hawkins had kept his mouth relatively quiet, except for a few comments here and there. That was what perhaps surprised the female the most.
Glossy locks shifted gently apon the female's shoulders as she shook her head. Everyone was supposed to want. Carson had been denied anything stable in his life, for his father not being right, and Kamilah and Bailey ending up being nothing to help. Summer placed a hand over his as he touched her face, then as he let it fall, her hand went with it, giving him a gentle squeeze before letting go. She didn't want to lead anything like this on, he was fucked up enough without getting the wrong signals too. A sigh escaped her, and she dropped the dirty towel she had been holding in her other hand. The wind played with the fabric of her clothes, and she leaned against his beat up car, careful not to hurt herself on any protruding edges.
She turned to face him, emerald eyes watching him gently. Her lips opened, lyrics edmitting soft and sad. "Carson, no. " A sigh escaped as she tried to find words."You're hurt, and I know that. But you can't keep telling yourself that you can't, that you won't, that you aren't good enough." Summer stepped closer to him, looking up into his emerald eyes with her own. "You've gotta believe that everything is going to be okay." She shook her head. Hand came out, gently touching his arm. She couldn't believe someone so strong, could be so weak. Nothing in this world ever seemed like it was supposed to be. And now, it felt to Summer like it was all falling apart.
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