Post by marissa on Jan 13, 2011 0:30:33 GMT -5
MARISSA OLIVIA RICHARDSON , FEMALE , TWENTY-ONE , BALSTON JUNIOR
[/size][/color][/center]played by LILLIE
"Let's get comfortable. You got a nickname I can call you?"[/font]
" well, you baby, you call me whatever you want. [smirks] my friends, however, call me rissa. "
"'S cute. Mind if I just call you babe? Cool. So, babe, what's cooking - for those just listening?"[/font]
" well, i'm around five foot eight, and i'd say i have a rather athletic build from dancing since i was around six years old. i'd say the flexibility comes in hand, wouldn't you? [smirks] but, beyond that, i've got rather long blonde hair. it's around shoulder length. i usually don't bother curling it more often than not, and i just emphasize the curls, but, on occasion, i'll take the time to. i've got a brighter set of blue eyes. i'd say they're one of my best features. most guys would say that's my body. what do you think, babe? [laughs] anyway. as for the clothes i wear, well, what can i say? i like showing off what i've got. mainly shorts, skirts, tight pants for the bottom -- if i'm actually wearing anything. as for the shirts? well, anything goes there. so, i guess you could wrap that up by say i try to look sexy? i'm pretty damn sure i succeed. but, what do you think. do i? "
"Cute. Wore that just for me, huh? Speaking of which, give me the details. Gay? Straight? Look kinda like a swinger to me.. Care for a drink or a smoke, babe?"[/font]
" sorry to break the heart of any girls out there, but i'm straight. i like my men, and i like my men only. i like having something to grab onto, what can i say? and, i'll take you up on that drink, babe. but, i'm not much into smoking. i don't like tasting like an ashtray. "
"Damn. Get some! ha! Chill out. So, swear this won't get leaked anywhere but.. got any secrets? Come on, you can tell me!"[/font]
" so, i don't really date much. and, i guess you could say that it's a good thing i don't. granted, this goes for anyone, regardless of whether or not you're dating me. fuck with me and i'll fuck you up. one guy cheated on me? i keyed his precious brand new lambo. one girl tried to steal the guy i was seeing? switched her shampoo with nair. and, i may or may not have 'accidentally' set the kitchen of one of my ex-boyfriend's apartments on fire. whoops. so, let's put it this way. you fuck with me, you'll definitely regret it. but, i'll never let you know it was me/ 'course, you can probably figure that much out, but i'm not ever gonna admit to it. "
"..Ouch. Okay, don't be so cold kid. There's always a way out of shit like that. Got any ambitions, babe?"[/font]
" well, i'd love to make it big as a dancer someday. i mean, having my name put out their against some of the best dancers in this business? it'd be pretty damn amazing, in my opinion. of course, there's always the issue of not having the best sort of professional training, but hey? how many famous people are self taught? that's what i thought, babe. "
"Okay, okay. Don't get too excited. Half those are just hearing about you. Now let's see.. Oh, here we go. Tell me a bit about yourself. Likes, dislikes, strengths and weaknesses - all that. We need some dirt!"[/font]
" i'm the best damn thing that you've ever seen? not gonna suffice? damn. well, for starters, i guess most people would say i'm rather conceited. frankly, i see it as being confident in myself and my abilities. i know i'm hot. why would i deny that to make myself seem less self-centered? i don't know. most would say i'm stuck on myself. but, i don't see it that way. but, on that note, i guess you could say i'm a bitch. if i don't like you, i make it known. and, well, chances are, i'm not going to like you. it's nothing personal. actually, you koww what? it is. i speak my mind, regardless of whether or not people want to hear it. so, you could also say, i'm rather blunt. i have my opinion, and if you ask for it, don't expect me to sugar coat it, because i won't. i don't really believe in sugar coating things. you can't handle the truth? not my problem. contrary to popular belief, i'm not completely uncaring. i care about some people. those people are just far and few in between. what can i say? i don't mind many people to be worth my time, but i may as well keep around the ones who are. oh, and apparently, i'm some kind of slut? so what if i like sex? so what if i don't necessarily stick to one person? i'm not addicted, and i don't have a damn std, so honestly, i don't see why anyone should really care. it's my sex life, not theirs. hell, theirs is probably rather lacking. but, anyway, i guess i should add a few positive things in here, right? well, things others would regard as positive, because, frankly, i think i'm fine just the way i am. but, i'm dedicated and i'md determined. if i start something, i'll finish it, and i'll finish it no matter how difficult it might be. and, well, i give things my all, no matter what it is. you'll never get a less than one hundred percent effort from me in anything. [winks] and, well, lastly, i'm vengeful and i'm vindictive and i'm spiteful. don't fuck with me. i'll get you back, and believe me, you're not going to like it. that good enough for you, cutie? "
"Kinky, ha! Couldn't agree more. 'Nyways, one last thing. How'd you get where you are today?"[/font]
" oh, you're a curious one, aren't you? well, fine. i suppose i can enlighten you. i have a mother, a father, and a bitch of a younger sister. i was actually born and raised in chicago, illinois, not moving here until college. but, let's just get back to the beginning. i was born in the windy city, and that's where i lived out the first eighteen years of my life. the first six years of my life were completely normal. i had a mother and a father, and we were completely happy. but, of course, all good things must come to an end. well, besides the fact that i got into dance that year, and that's quite possibly the best thing that's ever happened to me. but, anyway, when i was six years old, we found out that my mother was pregnant. but, see, there was just one issue with that. see, something went wrong a couple years after i was born, and my father was deemed sterile, meaning kids were no longer a possibility. so, for my mother to get pregnant? definitely not a good thing. so, with that, my father walked out, leaving me with my mother and my soon to be baby sister. and, well, that was just the beginning of a whole new hell.
when i was eight and my sister two, my mother married my sister's father, and she tried playing happy family again. it worked for those three, but i don't know. there was just something about it that didn't work for me. but, hey, at that point, i was completely in love with the world of dance, so i honestly didn't have a care in the world. year passed, and by years, i mean years. we're fastforwarding to when i was sixteen here, because frankly the most interesting thing that happened in those eight years was me getting braces, breaking my arm, lighting some girl who stole my boyfriend's hair on fire, and the likes of things like that. nothing too interesting. or, well, nothing that we need to worry about. but, see, when i was sixteen. that was when everything went downhill. see, when i was sixteen, i met this amazing guy. there was only one issue. he was thirty-two. i was sixteen. that was pretty much illegal in every sense of the word. but, i didn't care, and neither did he. however, to keep my parents from freaking out, we kept it to ourselves, and that was that. i lost my virginity to him, and well, i fell in love with him. but, of course, my little sister just had to ruin that. what did the little bitch do? she told my parents. they shunned me from seeing him, and, well, it took all the begging in the world to keep them from reporting him.
so what did i do? i tried to smother my sister with a pillow. and, well, it almost worked, besides the fact that my step-father walked in, caught me, and had her rushed to the icu, meanwhile, i was packing my bags and getting sent off to a reform school for the next two years for undisclosed behavioral issues. and, well, i hated that place so fucking much. i wreaked hell there. i don't think that one little girl is ever going to fuck with me again. i don't think she's ever going to be able to fix her hair and scalp after that. but, i graduated from that school two years later, and then i wound up getting accepted to balston, and well, i guess you could say things only got worse from there. someone cheated on me? i keyed his brand new car, and the girl he cheated with? switched her shampoo with nair. someone else fucked with me, they had to completely replace their kitchen? another one, well, let's just say, those scars are never gonna heal. but, that's been the past three years. but, don't let that scare you. just means i'm even more adventurous in bed. anything else you wanna know babe? [winks] "
"Shiiit. Well at least you got yourself babe, can't take that away. And me. -winks- What I'm joking! Kind of. Anyways, relax while we evaluate you, get you into your place, alright? Also, we can't even accept you if your faceclaim has not been posted yet. Post in the faceclaim = your ticket to acceptance. Other than.. you know. Being accepted. A'ight, I'm out - peace."
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( hiiiiiiiii. i'm lillie! i'm sixteen. and, i think you guys already know who i am. xD i've been roleplaying for around four and a half years now. and, i also play the lovely mallory. oh, and i hope you like my little psycho. <3 )[/size]
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