Post by Clarissa Hawthorne on Jan 25, 2009 22:11:34 GMT -5
Name:
Clarissa “Clare” Hawthorne
Age:
19
Birthday:
April 10th
Year:
Sophomore
Dorm or Off-Campus?:
Dorm Apache Hall
Major:
Music with a minor in Dance
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation:
Straight. But she never says never.
Hometown:
Denver, Colorado
Any Disorders/illnesses?:
N/A
Personality:
Clare is a rather blunt person. She’s very vibrant and fun to be around, but she’ll definitely let you know what’s going on in her mind. If she has bad feelings about a person, it’s likely they’ll know within the next few seconds. And the goes the same for those that she does like. She can be a rather hard ass at times. Which can be both a good thing and a bad. She doesn’t take crap from anyone, no matter the age or knowledge. If your wrong, she’s the one to let you know. Clare often compares situations to musical composers or “musical geniuses” as she calls them, and their pieces (being a music major and all). One thing that everyone should know about Clarissa is that she will make a party out of anything. She can brighten the mood just by doing something rather random and making people laugh. Random sayings, are a specialty in this area. She’s one to stick up for her friends and she doesn’t back down easily. As long as someone starts it, she sure as hell will finish it.
Appearance:
Starting with the head, Clare has long, dark brunette hair that is often loosely curled and up in a loose pony tail. When it comes to her face, she has a very soft look. Pale skin, small nose, hazel almond shaped eyes. She’s just a cute thing to look at. A short random note: She has a few peircings that she changes out every once in awhile. Her lip, her nose, and her eyebrow. All are small, but noticeable nonetheless. When it comes to her body, Clare stands in at 5’4” in height and 110 pounds in weight. She has a very petite body, which is perfect for her dancing abilities. Clare’s clothing style is a bit different than most. She dresses very high end, but it isn’t noticeable. She does wear designer clothing, but she doesn’t over exaggerate enough to where people know that she is wearing them. Her favorite designer is Vera Wang.
Celebrity Claim:
Hanna Beth
Talents/Hobbies:
String instruments,
Dance,
Reading,
Memerizing,
Parties,
Kerri,
etc.
Likes:
Music,
Dancing,
Kerri,
Partying,
Cello,
Adventures,
Candy,
Not being left out,
Not being looked down at.
Dislikes:
Getting a bad review,
Getting a bad grade,
Being told no,
Being told she isn’t good enough,
Not having anything to do,
No parties,
Kerri misbehaving,
Being hit on more than once by the same guy.
Pets:
Kerri, her pure breed Papillion
Family:
Marcus Hawthorne (Lawyer)
Cristiana Hawthorne (Plastic Surgeon)
Rosa Martinez (Care Taker)
Background
Clare doesn’t really have much of a unique background. Seeing as her parents were always gone, she was raised by her nanny, Rosa, in Denver, CO for most of her life. She was spoiled and always had what she needed, but she never begged for more thanks to Rosa’s disciplinary skills. Because her parents didn‘t have much time to spend with little Clarissa, they insisted that Rosa home school her in order for them to have as much time together at home as they could. Clare was little still, just old enough to start grade school, and seeing as she hadn‘t ever really had any friends or ‘play dates‘ she didn‘t mind in the least bit that Rosa was going to be teaching her the Three R‘s (Riting, Rithmatic, and Reading).
After her first two grades past by with flying colors, Rosa decided to have Clare pick up a hobby. Or two for that matter. She talked to Clare‘s parents and they agreed to put her in cello lessons and dance lessons as long as Clare wanted it. And Clarissa definitely wanted it, that was for sure. After the first few lessons of both, she found herself much more drawn to the cello, but she didn‘t want to give up dancing either, so Rosa had her private cello teacher bump up the time on the sessions and the private dance teacher lower the time. Clare loved it, she was immediately hooked and would be for the rest of her grade school years.
Come the beginning of middle school, Clare wasn‘t so much into the school thing. She found herself grabbing at every string instrument that was handed to her. She played on the piano for hours at a time, just teaching herself the notes and keys, memerizing it all. Rosa decided to try a little something new on Clare seeing as she didn‘t want to learn anything but music and dance. She tied all of her school work into the music. It worked. Clare finished her middle school years one year early.
In high school, she was still being home schooled, but she had a social life as well. She was plenty in that department. And she was plenty in the music department as well. She had learned how to play the violin, viola, guitar, and harp and had actually taken lessons for the piano. After she graduated from high school two years early, she decided to take a few years off from school and work on her music. She traveled to Europe and studied music and dance over there for a couple of years, not knowing what she was ultimately going to do with her life. In the end, she went back to Colorado and started searching colleges. A higher education would be a good place to start.
While looking for colleges, she came across the University of New Mexico website. Alright, so it was a private school… and it had a pretty good music and dance program. She took it to her parents and they signed the check for the first year tuition. Now that she‘s on her second year, she‘s thinking of branching out a bit… how far, she isn‘t sure yet. But she knows that she definitely needs to live life… and with a bottomless money supply, that‘s exactly what she is going to do.
Role-Playing Sample:
Fabian‘s mouth fell open slightly as he watched Zeke fall out of his bed and stumble over to his own trunk and bed. His eyebrows narrowed as Zeke slurred about parking his broom. Knowing full well that Zeke wasn‘t all there, Fabian watched him intently, debating on what to do next. He was definitely drunk… and it wasn‘t the fun drunk, but the depressed drunk. Fabe‘s hazel green eyes fallowed Zeke as he knocked back a beer and fell onto his bed. What was his problem? He never drank like this before… Or smoked… For the first time, Fabian caught the scent of cigarette smoke, and shivered lightly.
He took a few steps toward Zeke as he began slurring something. A girl? What girl? The only girl that he would ever care about her hating him was Trinity… Grand. Fabian quickly tried to hush Zeke, but the kid just wouldn‘t listen. He just kept rambling on. When he finally got up, Fabian took a hesitating step back and continued to watch him as he walked toward the sill and sat down with his beer. It was then that Fabian knew Zeke had been smoking because of the little tin in his hands filled with cigarettes.
”Pull up a sill, have a beer.”
Fabian raised a questioning eyebrow at Zeke. He was rather surprised at how Zeke was talking to him. They were best friends after all.
”SIT AND DRINK WITH ME FABIAN!”
Fabian‘s mouth once again fell in surprise. Did Zeke really just yell at him? To have a drink, nonetheless? He took a step back as Zeke walked toward him and apologized. His eyes widened slightly as Zeke hugged him tightly. It wasn‘t as awkward as he would have thought it to be. As if it were second nature, Fabian wrapped his arms around Zeke and comforted him kindly. ”Zeke, calm down, and tell me what happened.”
He glanced at the sill and slowly walked toward it. ”Let‘s put the beer away, and the smokes too. And let‘s just sit here and talk, yeah?” He looked straight at Zeke and nodded his head slowly as he took the beer and tin of cigarettes from him. He placed them behind him and out of sight from Zeke.
Codeword: How silly. There isn’t one! Haha!
