Post by carrington tole on Mar 7, 2009 0:08:18 GMT -6
Let's Talk About You!
Name:
melly
Age:
fifteen-ish
Years RPing:
two-three years
Other Characters on Larkin Academy:
nada
The Mask!
Character Name: carrington anna-marie tole
Canon or Original: original
Group: freshman
Gender: female
Age: fifteen
Appearance:
CArrington Anna-Marie was born with light brown hair. Naturally it is wavy, and Carrie likes it that way, depending on her attitude will she worry about straightening it or doing anything extra. She colors her hair often, but never fair form deep browns and blacks. Carrie likes to have her hair up and out of her face so she always playing with clips and such. Right now her hair is fairly long, it hangs to just the middle of her back. When Carrington was little her mother would always cut her hair by herself making her daughter face total humiliation. Now Carrington only trust people with her hair if she knows them personally and they are good at what they do.
Carrie has her mothers eyes; brown. Care both loves and hates her eyes. She loves them because they are brown, warm and calm. But everyone kinda has brown eyes which just makes her like the rest of the crowd. Most of the time Carrie hates them, they are just blah, not cocol hazel that changes color or blue that is just nice to look at. When Carrington was a little child in kindergarten many people laughed at her and told her they where too big for her face. Now, to her happiness, Carington has grown and her eyes are now perfect size.
Pure white skin wraps over all 5'4" of Carringtons's body. Care isn't very short, compared to most girls, but she always feels really short around tall people. Everyone was taller then her, only by an inch or so. And not get her started about her skin. Carrie believes its out to get her. Its so white she looks like a ghost, and no matter how much she tries she get sunburned instead of a tan. Even tanning oil doesn't seem to work.
Personality:
Carrington cole is the kind of child that thrived for attention. She always wanted to be in the spotlight, and worshiped by all. Being the oldest child, Carrie's wish wasn't really granted. She would do any thing to get attention from her parents, but they always worried about Wayne, Wayne Wayne, and then Landon came along. Carrington find herself worrying about her little siblings to, she often gives them want they wants. So she is somewhat a good sister. Also she is forced to babysit when ever her parents are busy.
This teenager is rebellious. Nothing her parents do can please her. She just gets up and walks away from all their gifts and good praises. Like they truly care about her. They are to worried about there jobs, money, and other children.As you can see Carries family deeply shapened her into what she is today. But who would curse their child with the name Carrington? What where they expecting? To get away from ther nagging, bickering, old folks,Carrie started going to parties and what not, though they didn't hold her fancy to well. Starting school helped her a lot. Just to be away from her parents for most of the day helped.
Carrington' clothes show off a lot of her personality. She wears causal clothes that feel comfy. She likes causal. And don't forget those manners, Carrie usually is wearing something formal because she is at a some formal thing her father but together.
Family:
Philip Tole,, father
Georgia Tole,, mother
Wayne Tole,, younger brother
Landon Tole,, even younger brother
History:
Everything started out when Georgia bumped into Philip Tole one day. They where both fairly rich and had good jobs, just perfect for each other. Soon after meeting they got married bought a house, and did what most new couples do. Start a family. Their first child came into the world red faced a screaming. They named her after Penelope's favorite aunt that had passed a way a few years prior, CArrington. This little girl was their pride and joy. She was smothered with anything she wanted and what not, until she turned six. Thats when little Wayne came into the big picture of life. Carringtons' life as she knew it came crumbling down. Wayne was everything his older sister wasn't. He was calm, reserved and just over all adorable. Little Wayne was just the new apple to his parents eye.
After a while Carrington got used to the fact that she had a little sister. Things where running smoothly for about four years, four short years. It best not to go snooping in other peoples business, but when those other people are your parents its hard not to notice. Carrington noticed her dad's 'late business meetings' and the constant ' business trips'. It took a while though for her mother to notice that mr tole wasn't telling the whole truth. With to much pride, the couple refused to go to concealing about this little problem. And instead decided to end everything with yelling at each other. In simple words CArrie hated it. She hated it all, the yelling, the cheating, her parents. What was she supposed to do? She constantly snapped back at her parents for stupid things. Being young, unable to use magic, pretty much worthless, Carrie couldn't wait to find an escape from her family. Her chance came with Larkin.
Larkin was just perfect for Carrington. As a young child Carrie was always forced to take voice lessons, piano classes, and what not. The only thing that caught her eye was the violin. The way it sounded when she first picked it up at the age of seven was equal to the sound of nails on a chalk board, but after years of practice it sounded like silk, so clam and peaceful. This caught the eye of Larkin, also the straight grades she had gathered over elementary and middle school, along with her fathers nice big wallet. Carrie has been going to Larkin for a while now, and she hasn't made much of herself. She is simply that girl with that face. Well, she is bent on changing that. She isn't quit sure, but just watch her. Carrington Anna-Marie Tole, is not a name Larking Academy will easily forget.Almost Done!
Anything else you want to say:
iloveyou
Play By:
emma watson
Rules Phrase:
did you hear the news?
RP Sample:
dear dear you know that people love eachother
just like we do, just like they do
dear dear you know you're all i ask for
so hold on to me, hold on with me here
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First things first, wasn't this rushing things? Its not like Arden was seventeen and still in school or anything. In fact she was drowning in a pile of papers and essays at the moment, how could she possibly handle more? But was marriage really more? Yes marriage. Like getting a house with someone you really love, have a nice wedding with a pretty white dress, get a job to pay for the house and the wedding and before that go to collage so you can get the good job. Yes that marriage. And it wasn't like she'd be all by herself, she'd have Carson... but, but... Maybe it was just a lie. It wasn't like Carson actually got down on a knee and asked, if he was even going to do that. But through the grape vine Arden found out he was planning too propose sooner then later. The thought made Arden Lynn worry, way more then she should have. It just seemed to soon, shouldn't they wait? Normal couples waited usually, but then again Carson and Arden weren't really normal couples where they.
To start with Carson wasn't human, well he was, he was just also a werewolf. Yeah that sounded just about right. Arden was just a normal flesh and blood human but she was Car's imprint. Imprint is like a true love thing, but truer. For a moment Arden tried to believe what she had heard about the whole marriage thing was true. There would have been nothing that could make her any more happier. Something official to show everyone that Carson and Arden weren't kidding around. They could move into a house together and he wouldn't have to sneak into her house at night anymore. She would change her last name, and wouldn't have the generic one she always had to carry. Arden Lynn Damistung. The thought made her wrinkle her nose, that would take a while to get used to. It was a nice idea, but she still couldn't help but worry cover most of her thoughts.
Well all this serious thinking started a few days ago when Arden went down to visit Emily. Carson was out on patrol and she truly had nothing better to do. Also, she wasn't really on good terms with the pack and she was determined to change that. Arden had made it very clear to Sam and the pack that she was very mad at them. First off, when she had left to Seattle for a few days, Carson got attacked by a vampire. It wasn't like a small scratch where a hello kitty band-aid could fix it. It was like Carson couldn't even sitting up and was about to die. But no one felt the need to inform her of such things. At first Arden tried to let it slip by, just happy that Carson was getting better. But then so quickly they asked Car to go on patrol again. Well that was the last straw for Arden and she spent a long time screaming at Sam. And now, she had to try and fix all the screams and rude comments. Arden had been helping Emily cook when Quil ran in being his ordinary idiotic self. It was only a second since he walked through the door that he was attacking Arden's left hand. "Ouch! did you say no?! Or did Carson just not ask you yet?" Quil laughed. Arden felt her head wrinkle together before she was able to ask "What...?" Quil looked like he sat on a needle as Arden glanced from her left hand to Quil's face, making the connection very quickly. And from the glare Emily was giving the werewolf at the moment, she was right.
The sound of a vibrating cellphone against a wooden desk hummed to Arden's ear, and naturally she jumped off her bed to get it. The teenager couldn't open her phone fast enough when she read that it was from Carson. hey love. meet me @ the beach? Arden's lips moved as if she was saying the words, but no sound came out. Her over working brain was trying to figure out why she had to meet Carson at the beach. Was he really going through with the whole marriage thing? Wasn't this just like any normal text he had sent her? Maybe he didn't always call her love, maybe that meant something. Or didn't he always call her love? Why was her mind not working at the moment she needed it to work the most!? of course. Was all she could really reply with. Arden took in a deep breath and pulled herself away from her phone. Turning around to stare in a mirror Arden didn't feel the need to change or anything. She was wearing some old jeans and a a semi-nice normal t-shirt. Quickly she glanced out the window. It looked cold, like any other day. Oddly, Arden's skinny arm reached for her jacket and pulled it over herself. It felt wrong to do because ever since she met Carson she barely wore a jacket, he was always warmer then any jacket she owned.
Arden's made her way down stares. Right before the door into the garage where her flip-flops waiting for her feet. Before her pale hand could turn the door nob to let her out to her car an eerie voice broke the air. "Arden, where are you going?" The young girl flinched and turned to face a women that looked just like her. Her face was aged, and she was a bit more plump than Arden, but they could have well been clones. Arden bit her lip considering what to tell her mother. 'I'm Going to see Carson at the beach where he may or may not propose to me,' would not fly in the this household. You see, since Arden was born Mr. and Mrs. Clark had made it very clear that they didn't want their daughter dating until she was well over 40 years old. The day Arden mentioned Carson wasn't very glorious, but there wasn't much that her parents could do about it. "Are you going to see Carson? I think you spend to much time with that boy, you know that." Arden shuffled the weight on her feet. "I'm going down to the beach mom..." She said sheepishly, but then added. "And the chances of Carson being there are high...." She hated this the most. Not being able to tell her parents that if she didn't see Carson life would just stop for her. And plus it was awkward talking about love and romance with her parents. "Don't worry..." Arden added before turning around and headed out the door. She could hear her mothers demands for her to come back inside, but she was already pulling the car out of the garage.
It was a short drive to the beach, but lost in thought and bothered by the jacket it felt like forever to Arden. Pulling into the parking lot, the first thing Arden saw as Carson waiting for her. She parked her car a few spaces away from his and quickly got out to go see him. He was wearing a semi-formal t-shirt and it was just as out of place as her wearing her jacket. "What are you thinking Carson..." Arden thought. "Are we really ready to get married?" She couldn't help but close the gap between them quickly pulling her arms around his warm body and pulling herself closer to him so their lips could touch. "Hey love, how are you feeling?" Arden let her hand hover over the scares along his tan face. He was healing so quickly at an unhuman rate, but Arden was so grateful for it. At first his face was so swollen and bruised that it hurt just to look at him, but now he was almost back to normal, just scares from what had happened where visible. Either way he was just as handsome as always and just overall amazing. Which made Arden wonder what in the world did she do to deserve him.
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