Post by Ava Poe on Sept 2, 2006 18:53:41 GMT -5
About YOU:
What Do you Go by?:
K A T E
Age:
F O U R T E E N
RP Experiance:
umm.. a year? -giggles-
Character Stats:
Surname:
Poe
First Name:
Constance [Ava]
Middle Name:
Mariah
Age:
seventeen
Height:
5'3
Year:
senior
Schedule:
Calculus
World History
Digital Photography
Video Production
Art
Music Composition
Gender:
female
Celeb. Used:
none
Pets:
none
Personality:
Okay. So Ava is one seriously messed up chick. She has several mental disorders; she’s manically depressed, paranoid, schizophrenic, anorexic, bulimic, /and/ hallucinates. She thinks everyone is out to kill and/or eat her. SO, she gives people a false name when meeting them. Ava isn’t her real name, its Constance, but nobody knows that. The only people that know that are dead. She has her teachers call her Ava, and the people at school that don’t give her horrendous nicknames, but to everyone else she tells them something different. Esella, Eaven, Winter, Melvyn, Nessie, anything that pops to her mind.
As for her schizophrenic side, she has extreme split personalities. One side of her is shy, quiet, afraid of everything, run and hide, Ava. But the other side of her… that’s where it gets scary. Because when she gets schizophrenic, she thinks that she’s a vampire. Yes, a vampire. She goes crazy, will hallucinate weather or not she thinks shes a vampire or normal. Who knows what she’ll see.. it all depends. Actually, its more of a random thing, but whatever.
And for Ava being anorexic and bulimic.. she eats nothing hardly at all. And when she’s forced to eat, that’s when she becomes bulimic. But mostly shes anorexic, driven to bulimia by people worried about her. She’s vegan as well, so nothing that comes from animals at all. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t eat, but who knows for sure. One thing is for sure, she is a druggie. Heroin mostly. Although she never drinks after her drunk stepfather crashed the car and killed her mother and brother and she was forced to live with her father who severely abused her both mentally and physically. She finally ran away to a nice woman who she pretends is her long-lost aunt. Her father doesn’t know where she is, and really doesn’t care, which is good news for her. Because if he knew she was on heroin, he would probably try to take it from her for himself.
Appearance:
Ava is definitely a goth chick. If anybody saw her, they would immediately think she’s gothic. And that would mean they’re right. Her long [naturally brown] hair is dyed either black or bleached or red or whatever she feels like it, and her eyes are naturally a grey/blue color. She has lots, and lots, and lots, of piercings. Nose, lip, ears, on her chest right above her breasts… a lot of them. Her skin is always pale, seeing as she hates going outside, [and generally refuses to] and is covered in tattoos. Well, not covered, but she has a decent amount of them. Her makeup usually consists of heavy eyeliner and/or eyeshadow normally black, but sometimes other colours, and mascara. She stands relatively short, at around 5’3, and is extremely skinny. She weighs in at only around 90 lbs, seeing as she never eats. Her fingernails are always painted, weather it’s black or white or red.
History:
Her family was like everyones typical American family, her mom Stephine, stepdad DJ, older stepbrother Justin, and her. That's how it was her whole life, untill she was fifteen. They were driving home from a visit at her fathers house one night, when her drunk stepfather crashed the car into the side of a building. Ava was the only survivor. She was forced to live with her abusive father for two more years, then she ran away and moved in with a nice older lady whom she tricked into believing that she was her 'long lost aunt'. Her father died of lung cancer [he was a smoker] a few weeks after, and she refused to go to his funeral. But she lives with her 'aunt' for right now untill she graduates, when she plans on moving into an apartment that Daliah [auntie dearest] would gladly pay for.
Possessions:
Posessions? What possessions? Ava has no special possessions. Other than her heroin.. but yeah... haha
RPG Sample:
So.. this was her new school. Ava sighed and watched all the other people walking by. If these were the people she was going to have to put up with for one more year.. she wasn’t sure if she could make it. I mean, seriously. This was insane if you asked her. All these cheerleaders, preps, emos, nerds, posers.. she hated it all. But, being herself, she was afraid to tell people that. She was simply the girl that everybody laughed at, made fun of, hated. Nobody was nice to her. Nobody cared about her. Nobody called her Ava. Only her aunt did. And she wasn’t even her real aunt. But the gullible lady was the only person who was ever nice to her. Her teachers yelled at her. Her classmates yelled at her. Everybody hated her. So she hated them back.
But she mostly was afraid of them. She was afraid of what they could and would do. Maybe it was why she had fallen into the world of drugs. Because it took her away from all her fears, away from all the pain the people around her had caused, away from all her problems. But the drugs didn’t cause her current mental state. She was like that since she was born. Ever since she was baby, first people thought she was simply bipolar. But it was more than that. A lot more. Eventually her stepfather had gotten fed up with her constant personality changes and took her to get examined when she was thirteen. That’s when they found out about her multiple conditions. She was schizophrenic, manically depressed, and one more undiagnosable condition that was causing her hallucinations and paranoia.
And when she started heroin that only made her problems worse. At around age fifteen she started with her obsession with blood. And it only got worse from there. She began thinking she was a vampire at times, and cutting her wrists and drinking her own blood. She learned how to numb her brothers arm and draw blood from him, then drink that. Think that’s scary? Well it’s true. She would think she was a vampire. And still does. It scares people, but it’s true. Sad, maybe so. But none the less, you do have to admit its pretty damn cool.
But that still has nothing to do with what Ava was thinking at this moment. Or what she was doing. Or even wearing. So I might as well tell you. She was thinking about how shitty this year was going to be and how she most likely wouldn’t get through it. She was sitting on a bench outside school, just sitting. Sure, she could drive back home, but she just didn’t feel like it right now. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and her chin resting on her knees, watching the people walk by. She was wearing a black frilly kneelength sleeveless dress, knee high black lace up boots, and a black ribbon tied around her wrist. Her hair that was currently bleached blonde fell way past her shoulders. Her grey eyes were surrounded by heavy black eyeliner, and her several lip and nose piercings shone in the light. The tattoos on her arms caused several stares to come from people she knew she would already hate even though she didn’t know them.
And it was only the first day of school.
What Do you Go by?:
K A T E
Age:
F O U R T E E N
RP Experiance:
umm.. a year? -giggles-
Character Stats:
Surname:
Poe
First Name:
Constance [Ava]
Middle Name:
Mariah
Age:
seventeen
Height:
5'3
Year:
senior
Schedule:
Calculus
World History
Digital Photography
Video Production
Art
Music Composition
Gender:
female
Celeb. Used:
none
Pets:
none
Personality:
Okay. So Ava is one seriously messed up chick. She has several mental disorders; she’s manically depressed, paranoid, schizophrenic, anorexic, bulimic, /and/ hallucinates. She thinks everyone is out to kill and/or eat her. SO, she gives people a false name when meeting them. Ava isn’t her real name, its Constance, but nobody knows that. The only people that know that are dead. She has her teachers call her Ava, and the people at school that don’t give her horrendous nicknames, but to everyone else she tells them something different. Esella, Eaven, Winter, Melvyn, Nessie, anything that pops to her mind.
As for her schizophrenic side, she has extreme split personalities. One side of her is shy, quiet, afraid of everything, run and hide, Ava. But the other side of her… that’s where it gets scary. Because when she gets schizophrenic, she thinks that she’s a vampire. Yes, a vampire. She goes crazy, will hallucinate weather or not she thinks shes a vampire or normal. Who knows what she’ll see.. it all depends. Actually, its more of a random thing, but whatever.
And for Ava being anorexic and bulimic.. she eats nothing hardly at all. And when she’s forced to eat, that’s when she becomes bulimic. But mostly shes anorexic, driven to bulimia by people worried about her. She’s vegan as well, so nothing that comes from animals at all. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t eat, but who knows for sure. One thing is for sure, she is a druggie. Heroin mostly. Although she never drinks after her drunk stepfather crashed the car and killed her mother and brother and she was forced to live with her father who severely abused her both mentally and physically. She finally ran away to a nice woman who she pretends is her long-lost aunt. Her father doesn’t know where she is, and really doesn’t care, which is good news for her. Because if he knew she was on heroin, he would probably try to take it from her for himself.
Appearance:
Ava is definitely a goth chick. If anybody saw her, they would immediately think she’s gothic. And that would mean they’re right. Her long [naturally brown] hair is dyed either black or bleached or red or whatever she feels like it, and her eyes are naturally a grey/blue color. She has lots, and lots, and lots, of piercings. Nose, lip, ears, on her chest right above her breasts… a lot of them. Her skin is always pale, seeing as she hates going outside, [and generally refuses to] and is covered in tattoos. Well, not covered, but she has a decent amount of them. Her makeup usually consists of heavy eyeliner and/or eyeshadow normally black, but sometimes other colours, and mascara. She stands relatively short, at around 5’3, and is extremely skinny. She weighs in at only around 90 lbs, seeing as she never eats. Her fingernails are always painted, weather it’s black or white or red.
History:
Her family was like everyones typical American family, her mom Stephine, stepdad DJ, older stepbrother Justin, and her. That's how it was her whole life, untill she was fifteen. They were driving home from a visit at her fathers house one night, when her drunk stepfather crashed the car into the side of a building. Ava was the only survivor. She was forced to live with her abusive father for two more years, then she ran away and moved in with a nice older lady whom she tricked into believing that she was her 'long lost aunt'. Her father died of lung cancer [he was a smoker] a few weeks after, and she refused to go to his funeral. But she lives with her 'aunt' for right now untill she graduates, when she plans on moving into an apartment that Daliah [auntie dearest] would gladly pay for.
Possessions:
Posessions? What possessions? Ava has no special possessions. Other than her heroin.. but yeah... haha
RPG Sample:
So.. this was her new school. Ava sighed and watched all the other people walking by. If these were the people she was going to have to put up with for one more year.. she wasn’t sure if she could make it. I mean, seriously. This was insane if you asked her. All these cheerleaders, preps, emos, nerds, posers.. she hated it all. But, being herself, she was afraid to tell people that. She was simply the girl that everybody laughed at, made fun of, hated. Nobody was nice to her. Nobody cared about her. Nobody called her Ava. Only her aunt did. And she wasn’t even her real aunt. But the gullible lady was the only person who was ever nice to her. Her teachers yelled at her. Her classmates yelled at her. Everybody hated her. So she hated them back.
But she mostly was afraid of them. She was afraid of what they could and would do. Maybe it was why she had fallen into the world of drugs. Because it took her away from all her fears, away from all the pain the people around her had caused, away from all her problems. But the drugs didn’t cause her current mental state. She was like that since she was born. Ever since she was baby, first people thought she was simply bipolar. But it was more than that. A lot more. Eventually her stepfather had gotten fed up with her constant personality changes and took her to get examined when she was thirteen. That’s when they found out about her multiple conditions. She was schizophrenic, manically depressed, and one more undiagnosable condition that was causing her hallucinations and paranoia.
And when she started heroin that only made her problems worse. At around age fifteen she started with her obsession with blood. And it only got worse from there. She began thinking she was a vampire at times, and cutting her wrists and drinking her own blood. She learned how to numb her brothers arm and draw blood from him, then drink that. Think that’s scary? Well it’s true. She would think she was a vampire. And still does. It scares people, but it’s true. Sad, maybe so. But none the less, you do have to admit its pretty damn cool.
But that still has nothing to do with what Ava was thinking at this moment. Or what she was doing. Or even wearing. So I might as well tell you. She was thinking about how shitty this year was going to be and how she most likely wouldn’t get through it. She was sitting on a bench outside school, just sitting. Sure, she could drive back home, but she just didn’t feel like it right now. She had her knees pulled up to her chest and her chin resting on her knees, watching the people walk by. She was wearing a black frilly kneelength sleeveless dress, knee high black lace up boots, and a black ribbon tied around her wrist. Her hair that was currently bleached blonde fell way past her shoulders. Her grey eyes were surrounded by heavy black eyeliner, and her several lip and nose piercings shone in the light. The tattoos on her arms caused several stares to come from people she knew she would already hate even though she didn’t know them.
And it was only the first day of school.
