Post by Isa The Great on Apr 21, 2008 12:39:27 GMT -5
Name: Taylor Sarah Crest
Nickname/Aliases: Tay
Age: 21
Job: Waitress
Family: Riley Crest { Sister}; Michelle Crest { Mother; deceased};
Species: Human
Alliance: Doesn't have a side
Appearance:<3Trip down memory r o a d
Taylor was born with jet black hair that later turned blonde, then permently, turned dark brown. Her eyes were brown upon birth, then changed to blue. Through out Taylor's life, she has always been average height and slightly under weight.
♠ I'm not your [Paper] D.O.L.L.
Taylor is naturally a very pale young lady. Though she does tan fairly easily. Taylor has experienced homes where she was dressed up the way the foster family has wantered her to dress. She discovered early on that she couldn't stand it. After the first home like this fell through, Taylor rebelled againsted the foster homes she was put into and they way they wanted her to dress.
<3 {Grunge} is sooo my {s.t.y.l.e.}
Taylor has never been able to afford to buy good clothes. So she's made due with what the government gave her. When she was finally old enough to get a job, Tyalor managed to start saving up her money, instead of squandering it all away. Her style of clothing has a grunge rock feel to it.
♠ Your {body} speaks 2 M.E}}}
While forced to live where eer the state government decided to put her, Taylor pretty much grew up on the streets. She has a street look about her. Both her ears are pirced all the way around, though she very rarely wears them all. On her 18th birthday, a friend paid for her to get a butterfly tatoo on the small of her back.
Height: 5'6
Weight: 115lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair:Brown
Unusual Features: N/A
Usual Clothing:Anything that she can afford. Generally she wears blue jeans and tank tops, and in the winter she adds a jacket into the mix. She likes to wear the cheap flip flops, but also wears closed toe shoes, mostly for work.
Pic:
Personality:♠;;Cookies are {sweet} are {y o u ?}
Taylor appears to be a 'tough' cookie, but she's really very sweet. She's learnt to mask her emotions and appear tottaly indifferent towards everone and thing. While she acts indifferent, and sometimes really pregnant dogy, anyone who gets passed her guard can see how kind and utterly loyal Taylor is. Its hard to actually get hard to get to know her, Taylor distrusts everyone.
<3 && My d i s p o s i t i o n isn't so sour}}
Her front is a pregnant dog. She doesn't let others run all over her. Taylor stands up for herself and those she considers friends, which at this point is no one. While she desperately wants a friend who she can trust absolutely, she never lets her guard down long enough. Taylor doesn't believe in 'cliques' and simply classifies everyone as the same thing. A pain in her ass, though if she had friends, they would be excluded in this.
♠ ICE cubes are WARMER then you//
Most people see Taylor as cold. They don't care for her indifference to the world one bit. Taylor just doesn't appear to care at all. She doesn't go out of her way, or in her way, to help others out. Because of the way she grew up, she looks out for number one, herself, before she would even consider helping someone else.
<3;; HeArTbReAkInG fool
She has broken strings of hearts. Though she's rude and mean, guys seem to flock to her. She knowns she's got what they want, and isn't ashamed to flaunt it a bit. She tends to be mostly a tease, never really putting out. While she's given many B.J's, and has done various other things, Taylor, shockingly, remains a virgin. She plays along up until the guy wants actual intercouse. Thats when she send them on their way.
♠;; so its time to ROCK out
Taylor has sorta, well, strange taste in music. She loves country music first and formost. Floowed by grunge type music. Also a little pop-punk, though not much. She can't stand Rpa music, popl or heavey metal. For the most part Taylor perfers female voices.
Powers: Human
Other Abilities: Great at running
Talents: Singing, running, hoping fences, drawing
Weapon(s): pocket kneif
Weaknesses: All the weaknesses of being a human. She doesn't have the help of powers to help her survive living in the world on her own.
History: At the time of Taylor's birth, her mother was normal, at best. She hadn't used drugs during the pregnancy or six months after Taylor was born. But then suddenly, Michelle started back to her usual ways, forgetting all about her newborn baby, Taylor. While her mother went on drug benges, Taylor was forced to stay with her grandmother, and loving lady who doted on her granddaughter. However, at the tender age of 3, her grandmother died and Taylor had to go back to living with her mother, who six months later died in childbirth with her sister, Riley Crest.
Taylor was instantly seprated from her baby sister, and placed into a orphange. She spent 3 years there, then after her 6th birthday, was placed in her first foster home. She had done her best to make her foster family approve of her so that they could adopt her, but no such luck. When the inital contract ended, Taylor went back to the orphang to wait for another foster family to take her in.
It was that first foster home that made Taylor realize that trying her best to make someone approve of her was pointless. From then out Taylor didn't bother trying to make them approve of her, but instead lived the way she wanted too. More often then not, Taylor was stationed at a orphange.
Taylor never really got a long with the other kids, mostly because she never wanted to get high or drunk. She stayed to herself, not caring about the others. From the time she was 16, Taylor worked as much as possible and saved all her earnings into a bank account she had made just for the job. When she was finally legal, the orphange kicked her out of their building and she had to find a place to live.
With the money she'd saved over the years, Taylor rented a small run down appartment in the bad part of town, the only place she could afford to pay every month and still be able to afford eating. Taylor worked even harder now that school wasn't a problem and not in her way, though she never moved out of her appartment, she knew she could probably afford better.
Sample RP: Sarah-Beth sighed as she walked through the halls of her high school. It was after school and there was no one left there but the people who had gotten detention. She herself, had gotten into trouble with Mrs. Appleson because she disagreed with the teacher over some matters of a book. If she had known she would get detention for it, then she probably would’ve kept her mouth shut. She’d missed soccer practice because of it. She would end up running the track at the next practice for missing it.
Sarah-Beth stopped at her locker. She put the combination in, then was able to open it. Taking her book bag off her back, she placed it on the floor. Sarah-Beth then began to unpack her bag and placed all items in there, in her locker. Organizing it quickly, she looked through her locker for her history textbook. She had to write a 2 page report for history on the Civil Was. A boring, yet easy topic, Sarah-Beth figured. Quickly finding it, she shoved it into her bag, shut the locker, then made sure it was locked before turning around and walking away.
Sarah-Beth had promised to met Mary down at the local pizza hut. It was a popular place, seeing as most teenagers seemed to go there after school for a snack. It may have been a small town, but they had the best places to eat.
Sarah-Beth walked out of the school and headed to her car. Unlocking it, she shoved her stuff in before hoping into the car and driving off.
Face Claim:Eliza Dushku
Room/House & Location: Run down appartment in the city
Nickname/Aliases: Tay
Age: 21
Job: Waitress
Family: Riley Crest { Sister}; Michelle Crest { Mother; deceased};
Species: Human
Alliance: Doesn't have a side
Appearance:<3Trip down memory r o a d
Taylor was born with jet black hair that later turned blonde, then permently, turned dark brown. Her eyes were brown upon birth, then changed to blue. Through out Taylor's life, she has always been average height and slightly under weight.
♠ I'm not your [Paper] D.O.L.L.
Taylor is naturally a very pale young lady. Though she does tan fairly easily. Taylor has experienced homes where she was dressed up the way the foster family has wantered her to dress. She discovered early on that she couldn't stand it. After the first home like this fell through, Taylor rebelled againsted the foster homes she was put into and they way they wanted her to dress.
<3 {Grunge} is sooo my {s.t.y.l.e.}
Taylor has never been able to afford to buy good clothes. So she's made due with what the government gave her. When she was finally old enough to get a job, Tyalor managed to start saving up her money, instead of squandering it all away. Her style of clothing has a grunge rock feel to it.
♠ Your {body} speaks 2 M.E}}}
While forced to live where eer the state government decided to put her, Taylor pretty much grew up on the streets. She has a street look about her. Both her ears are pirced all the way around, though she very rarely wears them all. On her 18th birthday, a friend paid for her to get a butterfly tatoo on the small of her back.
Height: 5'6
Weight: 115lbs
Eyes: Blue
Hair:Brown
Unusual Features: N/A
Usual Clothing:Anything that she can afford. Generally she wears blue jeans and tank tops, and in the winter she adds a jacket into the mix. She likes to wear the cheap flip flops, but also wears closed toe shoes, mostly for work.
Pic:
Personality:♠;;Cookies are {sweet} are {y o u ?}
Taylor appears to be a 'tough' cookie, but she's really very sweet. She's learnt to mask her emotions and appear tottaly indifferent towards everone and thing. While she acts indifferent, and sometimes really pregnant dogy, anyone who gets passed her guard can see how kind and utterly loyal Taylor is. Its hard to actually get hard to get to know her, Taylor distrusts everyone.
<3 && My d i s p o s i t i o n isn't so sour}}
Her front is a pregnant dog. She doesn't let others run all over her. Taylor stands up for herself and those she considers friends, which at this point is no one. While she desperately wants a friend who she can trust absolutely, she never lets her guard down long enough. Taylor doesn't believe in 'cliques' and simply classifies everyone as the same thing. A pain in her ass, though if she had friends, they would be excluded in this.
♠ ICE cubes are WARMER then you//
Most people see Taylor as cold. They don't care for her indifference to the world one bit. Taylor just doesn't appear to care at all. She doesn't go out of her way, or in her way, to help others out. Because of the way she grew up, she looks out for number one, herself, before she would even consider helping someone else.
<3;; HeArTbReAkInG fool
She has broken strings of hearts. Though she's rude and mean, guys seem to flock to her. She knowns she's got what they want, and isn't ashamed to flaunt it a bit. She tends to be mostly a tease, never really putting out. While she's given many B.J's, and has done various other things, Taylor, shockingly, remains a virgin. She plays along up until the guy wants actual intercouse. Thats when she send them on their way.
♠;; so its time to ROCK out
Taylor has sorta, well, strange taste in music. She loves country music first and formost. Floowed by grunge type music. Also a little pop-punk, though not much. She can't stand Rpa music, popl or heavey metal. For the most part Taylor perfers female voices.
Powers: Human
Other Abilities: Great at running
Talents: Singing, running, hoping fences, drawing
Weapon(s): pocket kneif
Weaknesses: All the weaknesses of being a human. She doesn't have the help of powers to help her survive living in the world on her own.
History: At the time of Taylor's birth, her mother was normal, at best. She hadn't used drugs during the pregnancy or six months after Taylor was born. But then suddenly, Michelle started back to her usual ways, forgetting all about her newborn baby, Taylor. While her mother went on drug benges, Taylor was forced to stay with her grandmother, and loving lady who doted on her granddaughter. However, at the tender age of 3, her grandmother died and Taylor had to go back to living with her mother, who six months later died in childbirth with her sister, Riley Crest.
Taylor was instantly seprated from her baby sister, and placed into a orphange. She spent 3 years there, then after her 6th birthday, was placed in her first foster home. She had done her best to make her foster family approve of her so that they could adopt her, but no such luck. When the inital contract ended, Taylor went back to the orphang to wait for another foster family to take her in.
It was that first foster home that made Taylor realize that trying her best to make someone approve of her was pointless. From then out Taylor didn't bother trying to make them approve of her, but instead lived the way she wanted too. More often then not, Taylor was stationed at a orphange.
Taylor never really got a long with the other kids, mostly because she never wanted to get high or drunk. She stayed to herself, not caring about the others. From the time she was 16, Taylor worked as much as possible and saved all her earnings into a bank account she had made just for the job. When she was finally legal, the orphange kicked her out of their building and she had to find a place to live.
With the money she'd saved over the years, Taylor rented a small run down appartment in the bad part of town, the only place she could afford to pay every month and still be able to afford eating. Taylor worked even harder now that school wasn't a problem and not in her way, though she never moved out of her appartment, she knew she could probably afford better.
Sample RP: Sarah-Beth sighed as she walked through the halls of her high school. It was after school and there was no one left there but the people who had gotten detention. She herself, had gotten into trouble with Mrs. Appleson because she disagreed with the teacher over some matters of a book. If she had known she would get detention for it, then she probably would’ve kept her mouth shut. She’d missed soccer practice because of it. She would end up running the track at the next practice for missing it.
Sarah-Beth stopped at her locker. She put the combination in, then was able to open it. Taking her book bag off her back, she placed it on the floor. Sarah-Beth then began to unpack her bag and placed all items in there, in her locker. Organizing it quickly, she looked through her locker for her history textbook. She had to write a 2 page report for history on the Civil Was. A boring, yet easy topic, Sarah-Beth figured. Quickly finding it, she shoved it into her bag, shut the locker, then made sure it was locked before turning around and walking away.
Sarah-Beth had promised to met Mary down at the local pizza hut. It was a popular place, seeing as most teenagers seemed to go there after school for a snack. It may have been a small town, but they had the best places to eat.
Sarah-Beth walked out of the school and headed to her car. Unlocking it, she shoved her stuff in before hoping into the car and driving off.
Face Claim:Eliza Dushku
Room/House & Location: Run down appartment in the city