Post by breannaholiday on Nov 26, 2009 4:40:27 GMT -5
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FULL NAME Breanna Maggie Holiday[/FONT][/size]
AGE Twenty Two
OCCUPATION Bartender
EDUCATION Graduated high school, no longer in school
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PLAY BY Olivia Wilde
PLAY BY AGE Twenty Five
APPEARANCEHair :: Bree's hair is very long. It goes mid-way down her back and is a dark brown with hints of red in it when she is in the sun. It is wavy, but not curly.
Eyes :: Bree has these bright green eyes that sometimes have a hint of blue in them. But they some how sparkle and they pop. Here eyes are the most noticeable feature on her body.
Face :: Bree has this almost flawless face. She has a high cheek bone structure. She also has a nice jaw. She also has full pink lips and soft looking skin. Her nose is a little thin, not a round, but its not pointed or weird looking
Body :: Bree isn't a very tall girl, although she does have long legs. She stands at about 5'5'' or 5'6'' she has a small chest and shortish arms. She hates her hands although everyone says there very feminine.---------------------
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MOTHER Jennifer Holiday
AGE 45
OCCUPATION Dead
FATHER Cole Holiday
AGE 46
OCCUPATION Dead
WEALTH Their not wealthy
HISTORYBorn into the run down part of San Fransisco Bree didn't have much growing up as a kid. She lived in a small house that was white. It was very run down, and only had two small bed rooms. The paint was pealing off the front of the house and it was a very nasty place. Growing up she would never have people over because she didn't want them to see her house. This ended up leading her to not have many friends as a kid. Although kids would talk to here at school, she never really had any close friends. Not even when she reached middle school. In stead for most of the time she was the kid in the background.
As she started to grow up and go to high school, Bree started to develop this tip on her shoulder. She still never felt that she fit in and she wasn't sure what to do about it. But it go worse. When she was sixteen her parents died in a car crash. A drunk driver hit them at eighty. They didn't even stand a chance. They died at impact. Bree was left with no one and nothing. Moving out of the house and getting a apartment with the left over settlement money, Bree had enough just to finish high school and live on her own. But as soon as she graduated she found a job, which she is still working at. She is now a bartender, who is a major bitch with attitude.---------------------
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NAME Kat
AGE Eighteen
YOUR EXPERIENCE Year and a half
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLESitting on the sofa, Marcus was watching a basketball game. He was in a bad mood. It was the same funk he had been in all day ever since he had messaged Scarlett earlier in the day. He was surprised that he never heard back from her, but at the same time he wasn't. He knew he had been rather harsh with her. But he hadn't meant to. It was just who he was now days. Her of all people should have known how he had changed. Plus after last nights break up with Nadia, it was no wounder Marcus was ready to bite who's ever head off, he came across. But he really hadn't meant to upset Scarlett. Not after last night. He knew that, that probably made him look even more like an ass. But it all had been timing. Last night wasn't planed, and neither was this mornings chat over text after she left. It all just happened.
His eyes fixed to the screen, as he held his cell in his hand, Marcus started to think back to last night. I just hadn't been a very good night for him at all. It had started out ok. But Chris has naturally pissed him off over a big group chat on AIM. He had been talking to Nadia like they were dating. The little comments Chris had made to Marcus him self didn't bother him. But the fact that Nadia would allow Chris to talk to her like that, when Marcus was right there. It was just something he couldn't handle and deal with. But when he confronted her over text, which was the best he could do at the time, she ended things. In a voice mail no less, telling him to not contact her. But Marcus being Marcus, he had called her, with no answer to be found, and left a voice mail telling her he loved her. But she had never called back, leaving him broken hared an alone.
That was when he heard a knock at the door, and remembered that he had invited Scarlett over earlier. She was his ex. Someone he loved, missed, and hated all at the same time. She made him feel things he never thought he could feel, well not all at once any way. At first he had invited her to talk, but it had need up as way more than that. They had started to talk. But as they had grown tired they just sat there watching t.v. letting the awkwardness fall over them. It had been a long time since they had really hung out one on one. Normally they only saw each other when Marcus was calling her a bitch, slut, or whore in the hall way. So any one could see how this might have been a little weird. But before he knew it, he had been kissing her. His hands had gotten lost in her blond hair. He had picked her up and they went to his room where they continued for most of the night. Eventually ending in sex. At this point Marcus was glad that him and Nadia were no longer together because he knew that even if they had been, he never would have been able to stop him self. As much as he hated it and hated Scarlett, Marcus knew his heart belonged to her. No matter how hard he fought it.
That morning he had made her breakfast and then left for practice, leaving her a key to lock up the place when she left. But it wasn't long after that till they were back to fighting on text. She had it in her head that she was some kind of rebound girl or something. It was all crazy to Marcus, because he had told her before he had even dated Nadia that he still loved her. Marcus knew he always wound. But he still could never bring him self to forgive her for the past. Which was what they were fighting over for the most part. But at that point he was so mad, he had ended up writing a hurtful message, sent it and went to his practice. But when he came back there was nothing. There still was nothing. Even as he sat there watching the game late at night there was no sign of here.
'Buzz Buzz' It was Marcus's cell going off. Opening it up he read that it was a text from Scar, and with a deep breath he opened the message and started to read it. But this only made him feel worse. She said she was crying, and that she didn't know what else to do, she had said sorry so many times, and she just went on about how hurt she was. Marcus brought his hand to face and sat there looking at the message for a long moment. But he then hit reply and started to type into his phone. 'I'm coming over ok.' Before closing his phone. Standing up quickly he slid his cell into his phone, not waiting a reply. He then walked over to the table on the other side of the room and collected his wallet and keys before making his way to the door, and heading out.
Marcus wasn't sure what he was going to do when he got there. But he knew he had to get her to stop crying. That he needed to see there. So quickly making his way down the road, he made his way to the school dorms. Marcus lived off campus in his own place, but it wasn't to far, so it didn't take him to long to arrive at her place. Getting out of his car, he close the door and started to walk briskly thought the building. He hopped he didn't see Nadia, he knew she lived on the same floor as Scarlett. He knew it would make things way worse if he did see her. But he never did. It wasn't to long before he was banging on her door, and waiting impatiently for her to open.---------------------
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