Post by DESPINA MARITZA CADE on Dec 23, 2009 17:48:56 GMT -5
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FULL NAME Despina Maritza Cade[/FONT][/size]
AGE nineteen
OCCUPATION student and model
EDUCATION she is a sophomore in college majoring in history.
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PLAY BY Ariel Shay
PLAY BY AGE21
APPEARANCEBeauty. The perfect synonym for this young girl. She has always been a beautiful girl. From the time she was a toddler, she was always the princess. She was the little girl in beauty pageants and was modeling at age three. She was naturally a beautiful girl and she had no shame in showing that. She was the stereotypical beautiful. Long shiny platinum blonde hair, that looks great either strait or curly. Neon blue eyes, perfectly sculpted face, porcelain skin, tall lean frame. She was just the storybook beauty. Even though beauty was a huge part of her early life, beauty is only skin deep, and she sees that now.---------------------
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MOTHER Maritza Cade (deceased)
AGE 49
OCCUPATION former teacher.
FATHER unknown
AGE unknown
OCCUPATION unknown
SIBLINGS none
AGE none
OCCUPATION none
WEALTH middle class.
HISTORY
Early life looked so promising for this young beauty. She was born to a single mother, but don't think that is a bad thing. She was glad to not have her father in her life. She loved growing up in the female world. Her young life was full of glamor and bliss. Her mom did anything she could to make life fun for Des. She put her little girl in the little kid beauty pageants and things like that. Up until Des turned sixteen life was great. In her little high school she was queen. Everyone simply loved her and she was loving life. That was when her world was turned upside down. Her mother was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and died within three months. Des completely changed after the lose of her mother. She was her best friend, her life line. Now she was gone. Des freaked after the lose of her mother and ran away from the little town.
She went to New York City. Silly girl thought she could make a name for herself being a model. Her career easily took off because she is naturally a very beautiful girl. She finished school in New York and continued a career in modeling. She wasn’t all that great at runway so most of the time you saw her in magazines. When she turned eighteen she snagged an awesome deal with cover girl that really got her name out there. Des was really on her way. Just as she was about to graduate high school, she met the man of her dreams. Chase Henley, was the son of a New York Lawyer and the boy was well on his way to becoming one of the top students in his law school. They both instantly fell head over heals for each other and they both knew they would spend forever together. The night of her graduation, Chase was killed in a car accident. This was the second horrid death in young Des's life. Des once again did what she was best at and ran. This time to San Francisco for college.
Des has given up on her modeling career, it became to hard to even think of going back to that life again. She wanted to start fresh. She wanted a new life and forget what has happen in her short life. She has changed paths in life. She wants to be a war historian now. Yeah completely different from modeling. But it was another one of her passions. She wants to write books and study the wars of our past. Yeah so its slightly weird. She is very secretive of her past now. You have to really mean something to this girl for her to talk to you about Chase or her mother.---------------------
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NAME Bliss.
AGE Seventeen.
YOUR EXPERIENCE three years.
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE
A new life, a new school, new everything! Shouldn't Des be happy? Sadly she wasn't sure if she would ever be happy again. Honestly, who could get over what she just went through? She found her dream guy. He was perfect in every single way. She loved him with her entire heart and nothing would ever change that. But he was taken from her. He was taken from life. He was gone and now she was to. She did what she did best. She ran. Things got bad and she ran. This was not the first time she had done this. No she was not a coward. Or was she? Really she had no idea. All she knew was that she couldn't stay any longer. Everything reminded her of him. Everything there was him. She had to escape before she lost all her sanity. And now she was here in San Francisco, starting over. A new life. Maybe this time it would work out for the better.
Deep in thought, Des rushed off to her first class of the day. The class was something she absolutely loved. The class was WWII based and Des couldn't find something anymore interesting. During that hour and a half she could escape. She would get lost in her thoughts in there except her thoughts weren't on Chase. Her thoughts were on the class. This short time of the day made her truly believe that there was hope. Someday she might have a day absent of complete grief. Each step carried her closer to her class. And with each step she could feel her mind getting in the the frame it needed to be in. Having something during the day like this was absolutely perfect for her. Call her a nerd all you want but this was her escape.
Finally she was here. To her haven. Carefully she repositioned her books in her arms so that she could open the door with ease. Little to her surprise, she was the first here. With the exception of her professor of course. "Good morning Professor McDade." A signature friendly smile was painted on her glossed lips as her lyrics rang from her vocals. This class always had her in such a good mood. Des took her seat at the front table and began to arrange her things as the other students made their way into class. Centered on the desk in front of her was a simple black note book. This was where she scribbled down notes for this class. Even though she had only been in it for a few weeks, the book was almost filled. To her left set her pen and her right her coffee cup. Every day this is what her desk looked like. She was a creature of habit and nothing would ever change that. Opening her book to the first blank page she sat and waited for class to begin.---------------------
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