Post by Fredriqah-Dakota Esmee Whim on Jan 3, 2010 6:12:08 GMT -5
Fredriqah-Dakota Esmee Whim
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&&--You, who shall pull the strings
[/size][/center]Name: U NO ME... (fReD)
Age: 16
Roleplaying Experience: ...a while? 5 or so on-and-off years..?
How you found the site: Muh Yuyu..~
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&&--The character cheat sheet
[/size][/center]Name: Fredriqah-Dakota Whim (Freddie)
Gender:female
Age: 16
Hair Color: dark brown
Eye Color: brown
Skin Tone: light brown
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 120 lbs.
Wealth: lower-middle class
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Why they are in La Campana: "Coming out of the woodworks" in order to escape homelife, and to keep an eye on her friends (since they're virtually nothing without her.)[/size]
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&&--What makes the clock tick
[/size][/center]Likes:
*Chocolate
*Cuddly Animals
*Parties
*Comedy
*Fantasy
*Drawing
*Music (Specifically Club or Electronica, House or Soul, or near anything Hardcore)
*...Getting her way
*Her friends
*Dragonflies, beetles and Moths (the "Pretty" bugs)
Dislikes:
*Hypocrisy
*Corporate Trash
*Shallow People
*Wusses
*Sticklers
*GUM EW EW
*Dastards
*Those who judge first, before actually thinking of their choice
*Thieves
Turn Ons:
*Boiboi. >w>
*Bondage
*Dominance
*Piercings
*...Submission...
*Getting Hair pulled
*Paunches (SOCUTE)
*Happy trails (=w=)
Turn Offs:
*Extreme fetishes
*Ice
*Dumbasses
*Extremely Muscular people
Nervous Habits:
*Nail Biting when Unnerved
*Accent becoming more apparent when upset
Fears:
*Alien Abduction (STFU.)
*Open spaces
Goals/Aspirations:
*To become an animator.
*To open a home for people to live who simply need more help and a "family"
*To Pass. Ohgod, to pass.
Appearance: Freddy, due to her picky nature, refuses to eat much at her house (mostly due to the atypical meal-choices dictated by her stepfather.) Thus Fred is rather thin, though she does have a bit of a paunch due to her love of bread and sweets. She's a bit on the short side, with a very expressive face, naturally brown eyes, but mostly she wears contacts that give her odd effects. Fred also has a strange hairstyle, the main part of her hair in a tipped mohawk, the other end kept at its original length and normally braided.
She enjoys painting her nails black, if not neon colors, but the color does not last long in full coverage since Fred gnaws her nails to the quick in most occasions. Fredriqah also nicks her brother's clothes on a regular basis, since she likes her clothes baggy. Her normal wear consists otherwise of mingles of darks and lights, neutrals and pure pigments, and fashions ranging to the 19th century's dawn to the 80s, gothic to lolita, punk to natural, whatever she feels like pairing that day. Her favorite accessories include bangles, keys, skeletons, and especially clowns (also another reason Fred's clothes are constantly on the move.)
Personality: Freddy is definitely a hard person to read. She might seem outgoing, as in classes and such, she is prone to volunteering interestingly drawn conclusions, as well as information, answers that are more-or-less correct under their satire. This would also appear to be a form of clowning, when really, she sees it simply as making the class more interesting. At times, she would even seem mean, obnoxious, loud and angry, but normally this is a poorly timed "joke" of sorts, harmless joking around. A seriously bothered Fred is actually rather submissive, and slow to anger (quicker to depress), and rather apologetic, since in most occasions where there is an argument, it's just a misunderstanding.
Freddy is rather rough and tumble, physical in all aspects; she's as likely to punch her friends as she is to kiss them, curse them as to praise them. This usually comes to bite her in he butt in the end, but it is noted that Fred is a very, very loving individual, almost obsessive over those she loves. She'd do absolutely anything for her closest ones, which is a select few. These people know the true her as well, the one she hides, a sensitive, raw individual with a painfully honed sense of empathy, someone self conscious and almost self-destructive. [/font]
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&&--A glimpse of the past
[/size][/center]Father: Styles Whim, 37
Mother: Almondine Laurel, 36
Sibling/s: Campion Lei (brother, 12), Jalal Shait (stepbrother, 15) Ewa Shait (baby sister, 1), Frederik-Manson Rufaro Whim (twin brother)
Other important relatives:
*G.G., fraternal grandmother, 59
*PawPaw, fraternal grandfather, 61
*Brenton Whim, 18, fraternal uncle
*Ruby Whim, 27, fraternal aunt
*Grandma, maternal grandmother, 50
*Grandpa, maternal grandfather, 68
*Lee, Key, Mee, Tee, maternal cousins, 16, 16, 13, 11
*Uncle Button, maternal uncle, 34
*Arnuld Shait, stepfather, 35
Pets:
*Mollenfraude "Molly" Schnitzel, 1-year-old Guinea Pig
*RedBull, 9-month-old Douge de Bordeaux (French Mastiff)
*Styrafoam, 9-year-old Albino Burmese Python
*Bluu, 8-Year-Old Jungle Carpenter Snake
History:Freddy was born with her twin in a small town in the deep south of America, with a strange occurrence similar to that of Cain and Abel; instead, her and his hands were intertwined (but, you know how stories in the south go.) It seemed that the tale might has well have been true, as the two were inseparable since that day. Freddy, the girl, was a typical girl with pigtails that had a knack for trouble (since she loved hanging with her cousins). Fred (the male) tended to stay away from them and discourage interactions with them.) Most of them ended with all of them getting punished, whipped for whatever idiotic incident they got into, whether or not they all did it or anything (yes, even Fred, for not helping his sister.) One incident with Lee, a male cousin, lead to an eventual resentment, his taking Freddy away and locking them into the closet. She was saved soon after by Fred breaking his normally wordless demeanor and telling of this incident. Though she was punished, so was Lee, and nothing like that happened again. Freddy returned to making regular honor roll.
When she wasn't in her little town in Mississippi, she was with her birth-father and grandparents in Louisiana. These holidays, these summers, these days, she and Fred loved very much, as her father was a kind man, a loving one, and her grandparents were sweet and generous. She learned to cook while her brother ventured with Brendan to fight on their latest videogame. The days were happy....and they faded as Katrina hit. However, her father had stopped looking to her as his child long before, time together dwindling and waning eventually to nothing.
Freddy grew to a very happy girl, but more and more quiet and withdrawn, save conversations with her twin. Once she was eight, her mother's date for a few years invited them to live with him elsewhere in a city much larger than the small town she grew up in. However, she trusted Arnuld, the man her mother was dating, and could not understand why Fred would remain emotionally distant from him. She even adored Jalal, his son, an escape from her little brother.
She would grow to see why Fred hated the man, as stories rolled in from his escapades with other women, near death or traumatic experiences to her mother, and his selfishness. As it proceeded, Freddy grew more withdrawn, upset, dealing with bullies and a cultural shock (changing from sweet, cross-bearing children to those that talked of sex and boys). She was alone. Fred was her only comfort then, as her other brothers didn't care, and her mother was to preoccupied paying more and more of the bills as years progressed.
Another move happened soon enough, and Freddy became less girly and more violent, due to losing what she knew. Her insides hurt; she lost her father figure as she saw him for what he was, and as her other brother became unbearable. She opted out of the house more. She was less around[, whether it was because of Thespian affairs, pictures, projects, anything. The time came when she was between friends, and Fred became her closest companion...and he was more and more accepting of it, more willing to sacrifice to please his sister...anything. That didn't stop her from clinging to the ones she knew, though, and this came to her advantage.
The day came where a new child came to their school, and a friend introduced her to the person; the twins made a friend for life. That friend came to be known as Adrian Yournets, and he became Freddy's escape and Fred's obsession.
As they grew closer, the two separated again from their friend, never permanently. It was what kept Fred sane in the midst of disappointment, and the day came where Adrian was sent to La Campana. The twins made a decision to put it all on a limb, and come out of the closet, successfully being shipped to Spain for rehabilitation.
Roleplaying Sample:
She nibbled a corned of her Cinnabon. And she was smiling, more than the usual smile she gave for such a treat. For she was being liberated.
This was her las day here in hell; no more yelling, no more being called evil, no more anger..! Nothing that was "home"; simply the exotic Spain, the strange people, the people like her...that would accept her!
Lest, she hoped they would. Oh, man, she hoped they would.
The intercom interrupted whatever worries bubbling in her gut alongside cinnamon and icing, and she gathered her bag.
"Fred! C'mon, we gotta go!"
