TRINK, WHITNEY LYNN

[Isa The Great]

Whitney Trink

»Your Character

[/b]Whitney Trink
Age: 19
Race:Human
Height:5'4
Weight:104
Appearance: (two-five paragraphs)
Piercings: Three holes each ear
Personal Style:
Personality:
♠ i n n o c e n t l y _ s w e e t
Whitney has lived in a protective shell ever since she was diagonsed with Lekumia cancer. It was because of the cancer that Whitney learned to respect others around her, and try and help the other kids who also had cancer. She shows great compassion to those in need and is constantly trying to help anyone she is able. Most believe she is native to the world because she believes there is a way to make everything better, even if it took a life time to do so. She knows there is crulety in the world, had suffered herself, but that doesn't stop her from dreaming of a better life.

♥&&__Ambitious Power
Just because she's sweet, doesn't mean she doesn't have a mean side to her. She doesn't like failing at things and when she's pressed or stressed, she tends to get very gruche. She hates when things don't go her way and always sets out to make sure it does, not caring how the deed is accomplished as long as it her way. She's a very determined person

♠Intelligence isn't so forgien
Whitney doesn't hide the fact that she's interested in her school work. She loves history class the most, believing that learning the past helps stop the repeat. Whitney loves a good romance book, and her room is litered with all the novels she's bought and read. While she perfers romance books, she doesn't let that stop her from reading anything when she doesn't have a romance book to read.

♥ Your h e a r t is all to [R][E][L]
With the threat of dying, she has come to realize the importance of life, and that no matter what, loved ones come first. While she wants nothing else but to fall in love and have a family of her own, she knows she's not ready for it. Besides, there haven't been any guys who'd caught her attenation.

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»Detailed

[/b]:(at least 5)

• ¤Ipods
  
• ¤ Country, Pop, and grunge music
  
• ¤Cats
  
• ¤Scary Movies
  
• ¤Laughing
  
• ¤Flipflops
  
• ¤French Fries
  
• ¤Gum
  
• ¤Clothes
  
• ¤Ipod
  
• ¤Shopping
  
• ¤Boys
  
• ¤Writing
  
• ¤-Singing
  
• ¤-English
  
• ¤-History
  
• ¤-Drums ( though she can't play )
  
• ¤-Soccer ( she's fairly good, but not on a team )
  
• ¤-Myspace
  
• ¤AIM
  
• ¤Songs that make you cry
  
• ¤Cats
  
• ¤Elephants
  
• ¤The color pink
  

Dislikes:

• ¤Wanna-bees
  
• ¤Rap
  
• ¤Science
  
• ¤Math
  
• ¤Guys wearing make-up
  
• ¤Gym
  
• ¤People who are too stuck up to see the world around them
  

Habits:

• ¤Chewing Gum
  
• ¤
  
• ¤
  

Fears:

• Heights
  
• Spiders
  
• Enclosed Spaces
  
• Air Planes
  
• Woods at night
  
• Creepy looking old guys
  
• Abandonment
  
• Car crashes
  

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»History

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Siblings:
History: On Superbowl Sunday, January 22, 1989, the game was interrupted by a young woman's scream of pain as the contractions started. Rushing his young wife to the hospital, Caleb was sick with worry. During the hours of labour, Caleb stayed at his wife's side. Sure Kassandra Trink had broken all his fingures, Caleb was suddenly greeted by a wail, his and Kassandra's child was finally born. Weighting 5.6 pounds, their newborn daughter was born healthy. Two months after her birth, they christianized her with the name Whitney Lynn Trink. The chruch was filled with many of the couple's friends who wished to congradulate them on their beautiful daughter.

As the first two years of Whitney's life passed by filled with the luxuaries offered to the wealthy family. Though only 1 and a half at the time, her parents informed her that she was going to be a big sister soon, and because of the new baby they were moving. She, of course, had no clue what mama and daddy were talking about, so when the movers came and moved all her stuff, she was alittle confused, though she didn't understand what that word meant either.

Crying all the way down to their new home, Whitney made such a fuss, refusing to behave herself for her parents sake. By the time they got settled into their new home, it was time for their second daughter, Amber, to be born. Being left with her grandparents, Whitney hadn't the slightest clue that her sister was being born, too busy playing with all the toys she'd left at her grandparents house.

When Amber was brought home from the hospital, Whitney didn't really care for her new sister, still upset that she was no longer the baby in the family. However when their father went off to Iraq for three months, Whitney became as protective of her sister as one could be at such a young age. It was when their father came back that they where told of a new sister who was on her way. Not long after they were told was their final sister born, Paris.

Growing up the three of them seemed fairly close for sisters, mostly the friendship resided in the two older Trink sisters. At ten, Whitney fell deadly ill and was diagnosed with Leukemia. With the best doctors money could afford, Whitney spent the next 5 or so years going in and out of hospitals. And just when they thought their was no hope, her Leukemia went into remission.

Though her family was with her all the time, Whitney seemed to feel distant from them, no longer as close to her sisters as before, and always watched. It felt like her younger sisters were taken care, and protecting, Whitney when it was her job to protect them.

The gap that had started between Whitney and her sisters seemed to grow bigger upon entering High School. Though whitney graduated before Paris could enter high school, she and Amber seemed to ignore each other in the halls, pretending as if the other didn't exist.

After graduating High School, Whitney left home to try and make it on her own. She now lives in a small appartment, by herself and still with the help of her parents money. With the frequent doctor's visits to make sure the cancer doesn't come out of remission, Whitney finds she is often surrounded by people, even when she doesn't want to be. She is currently looking for employment to help pay for her things.
[/ul]»OOC

[/b] Just call me Whitney or Riley
Years Rping: 6 or 7 years I think... I can't remember.. been awhile
How did you find us?You placed an ad on my site
Age: 19
Password 1:I'm not sure where to find these, cuz i read the plot and rules and everything else and coudln't find them.. so..
Password 2:
Sample RP:

POST YOUR RP WITHIN THE QUOTE BOXES

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[Isa The Great]

___about you;;

Name: Just Call me Riley or Whitney
Age: 19
Gender:Female
Roleplaying Experience: 6/7 years

____fundamentals;;

Full Name: Whitney Lynn Trink
Nickname(s): N/A
Age: 19
Date of Birth: January 22, 1989 ( 1/22/89 )
Gender: Female
Hometown: Raleigh North Carolina


____appearance;;

Height:5'4
Weight: 104lbs
Eye Color:Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Ethnicity:Caucasian
Clothing: Whitney likes to wear clothes that are styling, never one to dress poorly. She wheres clothes that are up to date on the fashions around the world. Though she is most comfortable in sweat pants, she would never go out in public looking so grunged down, though the only time she would would be when she wasn't feeling so hot...

____Personality;;


Sexual Preference:Straight
Likes:
¤Ipods
¤ Country, Pop, and grunge music
¤Cats
¤Scary Movies
¤Laughing
¤Flipflops
Dislikes:
¤Heights
¤Spiders
¤Being Alone
¤Her cancer might come back ( well its a fear...)
¤ Enclosed spaces
¤ Dieing ( this too is another fear... i think they are all fears )

General Personality:
♠ i n n o c e n t l y _ s w e e t
Whitney has lived in a protective shell ever since she was diagonsed with Lekumia cancer. It was because of the cancer that Whitney learned to respect others around her, and try and help the other kids who also had cancer. She shows great compassion to those in need and is constantly trying to help anyone she is able. Most believe she is native to the world because she believes there is a way to make everything better, even if it took a life time to do so. She knows there is crulety in the world, had suffered herself, but that doesn't stop her from dreaming of a better life.

♥&&__Ambitious Power
Just because she's sweet, doesn't mean she doesn't have a mean side to her. She doesn't like failing at things and when she's pressed or stressed, she tends to get very gruche. She hates when things don't go her way and always sets out to make sure it does, not caring how the deed is accomplished as long as it her way. She's a very determined person

♠Intelligence isn't so forgien
Whitney doesn't hide the fact that she's interested in her school work. She loves history class the most, believing that learning the past helps stop the repeat. Whitney loves a good romance book, and her room is litered with all the novels she's bought and read. While she perfers romance books, she doesn't let that stop her from reading anything when she doesn't have a romance book to read.

♥ Your h e a r t is all to [R][E][L]
With the threat of dying, she has come to realize the importance of life, and that no matter what, loved ones come first. While she wants nothing else but to fall in love and have a family of her own, she knows she's not ready for it. Besides, there haven't been any guys who'd caught her attenation.


____origins;;

Parents:
[Caleb Trink]--{45}--{Father}
[Kassandra Dawn Trink]--{43}--{Mother}
Siblings:
[Pairs Trink]--{15}--{Sister}
[Amber Trink]--{17}--{Sister}
Other Key Relatives:N/A
History: On Superbowl Sunday, January 22, 1989, the game was interrupted by a young woman's scream of pain as the contractions started. Rushing his young wife to the hospital, Caleb was sick with worry. During the hours of labour, Caleb stayed at his wife's side. Sure Kassandra Trink had broken all his fingures, Caleb was suddenly greeted by a wail, his and Kassandra's child was finally born. Weighting 5.6 pounds, their newborn daughter was born healthy. Two months after her birth, they christianized her with the name Whitney Lynn Trink. The chruch was filled with many of the couple's friends who wished to congradulate them on their beautiful daughter.

As the first two years of Whitney's life passed by filled with the luxuaries offered to the wealthy family. Though only 1 and a half at the time, her parents informed her that she was going to be a big sister soon, and because of the new baby they were moving. She, of course, had no clue what mama and daddy were talking about, so when the movers came and moved all her stuff, she was alittle confused, though she didn't understand what that word meant either.

Crying all the way down to their new home, Whitney made such a fuss, refusing to behave herself for her parents sake. By the time they got settled into their new home, it was time for their second daughter, Amber, to be born. Being left with her grandparents, Whitney hadn't the slightest clue that her sister was being born, too busy playing with all the toys she'd left at her grandparents house.

When Amber was brought home from the hospital, Whitney didn't really care for her new sister, still upset that she was no longer the baby in the family. However when their father went off to Iraq for three months, Whitney became as protective of her sister as one could be at such a young age. It was when their father came back that they where told of a new sister who was on her way. Not long after they were told was their final sister born, Paris.

Growing up the three of them seemed fairly close for sisters, mostly the friendship resided in the two older Trink sisters. At ten, Whitney fell deadly ill and was diagnosed with Leukemia. With the best doctors money could afford, Whitney spent the next 5 or so years going in and out of hospitals. And just when they thought their was no hope, her Leukemia went into remission.

Though her family was with her all the time, Whitney seemed to feel distant from them, no longer as close to her sisters as before, and always watched. It felt like her younger sisters were taken care, and protecting, Whitney when it was her job to protect them.

The gap that had started between Whitney and her sisters seemed to grow bigger upon entering High School. Though whitney graduated before Paris could enter high school, she and Amber seemed to ignore each other in the halls, pretending as if the other didn't exist.

After graduating High School, Whitney was forced to remain home, in case her case flared up once again. While Whitney lived at home, she was hardly ever there. Finally getting tired of the gap between their girls, Caleb and Kassandra sent their daughters to take the cruise on the new Titanic.
____rp sample;;
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.
Hitomi rested in her bed. The day had been long. She was so tired, but she couldn't sleep. Her mind just wondered restlessly. It had been a year since she supposedly gone to Gaia. Hitomi rolled over and rested on her side. Her eyes closed, but her mind was racing.

Hitomi couldn't seem to shut her mind off. It was so annoying to try and sleep when all you can do is think about a time that wasn't real. 'Why do I keep seeing his face? He's not real.' Hitomi thought to herself. She'd keep seeing Dragon King's face. She knew it was all false. Gaia was never there. There was no Dragon King named Van!

Giving up on sleep, Hitomi sighed and sat up in her bed. She looked over at her alarm clock. 2:45 am. She'd be waking up in a few hours to get ready to school. 'There's no use trying now. Minaswell just get up and do something to keep my mind busy.' She thought to herself, getting off her bed and walking over to the computer in her room.

She turned her computer on and waited for it to bust itself back up for her use. She had a paper she could finish typing and she could watch a few youtubes while she was at it. She needed to keep her mind of Gaia. She didn't want the 'false' memories of a place she'd 'made' up.

It had seemed so real though, and that was the reason she couldn't stop thinking about it. Or at least that what Hitomi told herself, and that her therapist told her as well. She couldn't allow her mind to get the best of her. 'Gaia isn't real. Gaia isn't real. Gaia isn't real.' She thought to herself repeatively while she was on the computer.
Riley sighed softly as she entered Madison Academy. A school of over dramatic teenagers with nothing to do but to gossip about others and put others down. It was hard for Riley to get up in the mornings and return to this place of torment day after day. She had tried to get her parents to transfer her to a different school, but they stead fast refused. She wasn’t completely sure she really wanted to go to another school either. Sure some days she did, but there were days when she had to admit it was rather fun going to a school like Madison.

Riley pushed her long blonde hair out of her face and behind her eyes. She’s worn it down today, and she’d straightened it. Normally she would just wear it in a pony tail but she decided not too today. It wouldn’t go with her outfit. A black knee length skirt and a white tank top. Her bangs were all swooped to one side and her hair was mostly over her shoulders. She didn’t wear too much make-up today. Just eye liner, mascara, and some foundation. Nothing to fancy.

Riley’s black rainbows made little sound as she walked through the enempty halls. She was running a tad bit late, which wasn’t so unusual for for the 17 year old girl. She’s not exactly a morning person to say the least. Riley quickly made her way to the attendance office to sign in. Once she did that she went straight to her first period class with a frown on her face. Math. Her worst subject, and so early in the morning!” Not fair.” She mumbled to herself as she walked into the classroom.
Terra walked through the hallways of the royal palace. All was peacefull it seemed. It was the middle of the day, and time for lunch with her two daughters. Terra walked straight to the nursery and grinned when she heard her daughter’s voices. Terra planned on talking her daughters outside to enjoy the fresh air and to maybe take a swim, depending on the temperature of the water.

Before she could get three steps in the door, a guard entered the room and looked directly at Terra, letting her know through glance that she was needed and that the time with her daughters had to be rescheduled. Terra sighed and nodded her head to him, then he left the room. Terra walked over to her girls and with a frown she explained to them that she was needed, that they’d have to reschedule this play date with their mommy another time. It was absolutely heartbreaking to watch. Terra hugged her girls as if there was no tomorrow, kissed their foreheads, turned and walked out of the room.

Terra made her way back through the hallways and headed straight to the Royal Office, where a member of the royal family was waiting for her presence. Terra put it in her mental notebook to remember to talk to them about her time with her daughters and how she’d like more of it.

Terra walked to the office door, knocked and then entered without waiting for a response. Because she’d lived there since forever Terra had stopped treating the members of the Moon Kingdom’s Royal family like royalty. Heck, she was a Princess herself and knew how annoying titles got to be when having to be addressed by them every time someone opened their mouths to talk to you. “You called for my presences?” She said when she’d walked more fully into the room.

{{accepted}}