Post by danielle on Dec 7, 2009 6:00:39 GMT -5
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FULL NAME danielle marie rea tyne.[/FONT][/size]
AGE twenty.
OCCUPATION n/a.
EDUCATION sophomore at university.
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PLAY BY kristen bell.
PLAY BY AGE twenty-nine.
APPEARANCE
danielle has always been proud of her looks, and she gets an ego boost from the fact that her identical twin is a succesful model. but we're not here to discuss lauren, this is all about danielle. so, she's not the tallest of people as she stands at about five foot six or so, yet the fact that she lives in heels in a bid to make her look taller makes her seem about five foot nine or ten, depending on how much pain she wishes to put her feet through. she's always been slim, but she likes her food a lot so she does have to work out at least twice a week if she doesn't want to get fat. nobody is perfect, and as much as she'd love to stuff her face - she knows that if she does, that flawless skin of hers will become dry and she hates dry skin. she won't pick any faults with her hair though, she actually loves her hair, as most girls do. it's a dirty blonde and falls well past her shoulders, usually in curls though she prefers it that way, she will straighten it when she feels like it.
danielle hasn't always been so keen on her face however, with it's heart-shape, she knows that when she laughs that there is the tiniest hint of a double chin, but it seems that she's the only one who notices it. her lips, are almost always coated in her signature red lipstick - she's never been fully satisfied with her lips though, she's always wished they were a little more full, but none of her boyfriends have ever complained so she's learned to just shut up. her eyes are blue, and not just some boring everyday blue that you can stare into and notice nothing. framed with thick lashes, her eyes are bright and you could say they were turquiose, but technically danielle's eyes are just a bright shade of blue and she adores them. her high cheekbones are defined best when she smiles, and danielle is one of these girls who is always smiling, she just can't help herself really.
growing up surrounding the fashion industry, with models and designers constantly around her father - it's safe to say that some of that has rubbed off on danielle. as much as she keeps up on the latest trends, she adds her own personal touch into the mix. she isn't some sheep who follows the crowd, but she doesn't mind taking a leaf out of their book before going her own way. you're most likely to see her in something designer, but as long as it's subtle. she doesn't make a point of who she is or how much money her family has, that's just tacky in her opinion. some days she's likely to be sitting in bed, with her sweats and tank top if she really doesn't feel like doing anything, but most days - she likes to put the effort in.---------------------
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MOTHER jennifer hadie goldwynn-tyne.
AGE forty-three.
OCCUPATION psychology lecturer.
FATHER nicholas aiden tyne.
AGE forty-six.
OCCUPATION owner and founder of TYNE modelling agency.
SIBLINGS sadie noelle tyne,
samuel ian tyne,
lauren michelle tyne. (twin)
AGE fifteen,
eightteen,
twenty.
OCCUPATION student,
working alongside his father,
model.
WEALTH upper-class
HISTORY
when you're busy, attempting to do the last minute christmas shopping, the last thing you exepct is your baby to come three weeks earlier that it should. then again, as she was screaming and panting in the middle of the supermarket paramedics attempting to get her onto a stretcher, jennifer goldwynn-tyne was determined that her baby was not going to be delivered on the manky floor of some stupid store, or in the back of an ambulance where people died. no. it would be born in a nice, clean hospital room. two things happened. she did get to have her baby girl in the hospital room, but she had to have her other one in the ambulance thanks to a stupid traffic jam. yes, thanks to the crappy technology of the nineteen eighties, her doctors failed to realised she was carrying twins.
so on december nineteenth, san francisco welcomed danielle and lauren tyne into the world. with their father being who he was, of course there was a small article about their birth in some of the gossip magazines, especially considering the guest list for their christening was danielle's father's closest friends from the industry. it was more like a runway after-party than anything, but that's how their life was going to be, revolving around their father and what he wanted. two years after the twins were born, along came samuel, their new little brother. the five of them were pretty happy, with nicholas's agency doing better than ever and jennifer studying psychology part-time they were a tight family unit. then of course, as the twins and sammy got older, their mother got pregnant. again. and sadie noelle tyne was born.
to be perfectly honest, danielle was indifferent with her siblings - she and lauren did everything together, they had the same friends, the same hairstyles, their own secret language and even demanded to share a room together. now, considering there was plenty of space in the five-bedroom house the tyne family owned, they were adamant that they weren't to be seperated. as they grew older however, the bond they had wasn't as strong. while lauren became more obsessed with the fashion industry, danielle stayed her down to earth self, focusing more on her studies than her looks. of course, nicholas wanted both of his daughters to join him in the industry, proud of lauren's interest - he was a bit disappointed that danielle didn't feel the same way. even samuel took an interest..mostly so he could gawk at models all day, but then again most teenage boys only think about one thing, but their father failed to see that point.
so then they got to high school, and while they were both on the cheerleading squad, and on the yearbook committee it was obvious that the girls were different. lauren flirted carelessly with every man that looked her way, she didn't care if people thought she was a slut, it gave her the attention she wanted after all. danielle was just the girl that befriended everyone, quite happy to do..whatever really. yet they were still close, maybe not as they used to be - but they looked out for each other and made sure nothing happened. then, when they both turned eighteen, their father offered them both full contracts to join TYNE agency, and yes lauren had done some minor shoots before, and a few catwalk shows for her father's friends - but danielle had no interest. twins always meant more money, yet lauren was happy to let danielle bugger off to university. she didn't really feel like sharing the limelight, especially with her twin. of course, she never told danielle this and danielle was proud of sister, seeing her get the attention that she wanted.
danielle was happy enough going to university, she wasn't going to be pretty forever and neither was lauren. and despite her father being a muti-millionaire, she didn't really want to be another socialite sponging off of her parents forever. so she enrolled at the university, studying theatre and drama - it might not be glamorous or anything, but it's a lot better than sitting around and doing nothing. after her freshman year at uni, danielle was convinced that acting was for her, she loved it. behind the scenes, being on the actual stage, pretending to be some else..she loved it all. now in her sophomore year, she has her own little apartment in the city but she and lauren don't really speak anymore. she's far too busy for her nowadays, with her modelling C-list celebrity status..dani doesn't need that though, she likes being the only tyne keeping her nose clean.---------------------
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NAME jade.
AGE sixteen.
YOUR EXPERIENCE over a year.
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLEFor the last six months or so, Cathy hadn’t exactly been herself. She’d went from the sweet, caring girl most people knew her as to some crazy, grudge-bearing, violent little bwitch. And she blamed it all on no other than he who would not be named less you want to be turned into an inanimate object of Cathy’s choice. Yes. We all know who I’m talking about, so no point in pretending otherwise. But the closer it got to the end of her pregnancy, the happier Cathy got to be honest. Everyone had just come to the conclusion that, she was only happy because then it would be out and she could go back to having normal magic, vodka filled weekends and well..a life really. Plus she wouldn’t resemble a baby elephant and the freshman boys would stop calling her fat. Maybe. The little morons were idiots to everyone really so Cathy didn’t really expect it to stop anytime soon. Though she hadn’t really told anyone, she wanted Morgan all to herself. She had carried her for almost nine months. She’d not exactly been..good early on, but Morgan was fine..and Cathy had went from neglectful and anti-baby to..actually wanting her. It wasn’t exactly fair of her, but in her defence, something obviously wanted her to have this child, else it wouldn’t have survived all those many, many bottles of vodka Cathy had all but forced down her throat until it made her sick. She didn’t want Morgan growing up with him or his…family. Not that she had a problem with his family it was just she barely knew them and all those maternal instincts she’d been trying to force out had all come flooding in at the same time, and it had just left her getting all emotional and angry at the same time.
That was partially the reason for her being in Merlin’s Grove today. See. After going into one of her..let’s just say, emotional moments. She ended up destroying numerous jars of disgusting gloop and foul ingredients for her potions which were, unfortunately, vital for her classes. So she decided she’d go with the art of killing two birds with one little stone. She hadn’t really spoken or communicated with Chrystian in any way since she kind of fled from Australia and fucked up the little agreement they had made. She was scared. And being her usual grumpy self, she got pissed off and decided to do things her way. Of course, she didn’t want to go home – her mother would freak out and kick her to the streets no doubt, but no. She took his side and wanted her to keep it. She was actually proud of her youngest daughter for going off and getting knocked up, which just left Cathy feeling like her worst nightmares were coming true, she was turning into Carmella. It was a scary and unwanted thought, but perhaps proud is the wrong word. She was surprised, obviously, to find her daughter, who she hadn’t seen since last Christmas, to come home toward the end of the summer, supporting a rather large and definite baby bump. She was upset that Catherine hadn’t told her before it was too late for anything to be done, too late for any help and then she seemed..happy at the prospect of gaining her first grandchild. Her grandmother almost had a heart attack, swore and yelled at her in very heavy Italian, before her grandfather took her out on a very long drive which ended in them reaching Seattle and staying there until Cathy had to return to school. So as you can imagine, that just made her feel a hell of a lot worse. But it was strange to have her mother wait around on her hand and foot while she was home, because usually she barely got a look in, being a little bit “different” and all. Her sisters hardly spoke to her, but she heard them talking at night when they assumed she was asleep, the fact that she knew they always waited until she was sleeping before bitching about her and that she decided to fake it just to hear has nothing to do with it, and started ranting and raving about it.
With Cathy being the only witch in the family (aside from her cousins and such but shh), her sisters had always had a small case of the green eyed monster because while they too had attended West County for a short time before going to a different school, they’d been nothing special. They had just been mere humans and still didn’t know about vampires or werewolves, yes, they were that oblivious to it all. Cathy was glad they didn’t know though, how fucked up would that family b; a vampire, a werewolf and a witch in the family. Can anyone say, odd? So while she pretended to sleep, the claws came out and the sprouted some pretty horrible stuff. Of course, when they realised Cathy was awake..well, let’s just say they and their pig tails stayed out of her way until she returned to school, the only time the spoke to her was to ask her to get rid of the tails she had given them. So there was mixed reaction from her family..which could’ve been worse, but her mother wanted Cathy to keep it as did she..so she was going to. Now there was the little problem of telling Chrys, so she’d asked him to meet her in Merlin’s Grove, merely because she couldn’t leave demanding notes for all to see on his dormitory door, seeing as he’d went and graduated. Stupid wiztard. But they had more to talk about than that, and this was really their last chance to have an adult conversation about it all before the birth, she was due in less than two weeks . After that, they’d have to look after Morgan so there was no way they were going to have time to argue talk properly. She’d bought all her replacement things already, instead waiting outside the biggest souvenir store, watching all those who weren’t given the special privileges of being allowed into the real stores, where all the best things were kept for witches and wiztards. It was funny, really, watching them swarm in and out, picking up fancy little nothings, as if it meant anything important. She was getting bored waiting, to be honest, he did this everytime she needed him for something – he’d be late and take his time about it like she wasn’t waiting on him or anything. Or maybe she was just being impatient..either way, she was growing impatient.
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