Post by maggie on Nov 3, 2010 19:44:17 GMT -5
[/color][/center]MARGARET CLAIRE GREENE , SIXTEEN , HIGH SCHOOLER
played by lillie
"So babe, lets get comfortable. You got a nickname I can call you by?"[/font]
" calling me babe? i could get used to this. call me maggie, and nothing else, and we'll get along just fine.
"Well, can't say it doesn't fit you. From the looks of you, I could think of just a few better. I'm just gonna call you babe for this interview. You mind? Great. Has anyone ever told you you look like.."[/font]
" oh really? you want to let on to what those are? -laughs- alright, well, i've been told i look a bit like this model makenzie 'mak' weinman. i really don't know if i do or not. why don't you tell me, babe? "
".. Yeah, actually. You must get that a lot. You're kind of hot, I gotta say. But for the ears out there listening, you wanna explain what's cooking?"[/font]
" why thank you, darling. you're not half bad yourself. well, let's see. i'm a little taller than your average sixteen year old, standing at about five foot eight or so. i'm pretty damn pale. i don't know. the whole idea of tanning's never really appealed to me much, so, any time that i tan, it's usually by accident. i've got this medium toned blonde hair that comes down to about my boobs when i don't straighten it, which is most often. which leads me to the next thing. my hair is curly. like, not obnoxious eighties afro curly. but, still curly nonetheless. i've got the whole blonde hair, baby blue eyes thing going for me. oh, and i'm pretty much a damn twig. anything else? "
"You are too cute. You wear this kind of stuff often, or is this just for me?"[/font]
" -glances down- actually, this is a little more than i usually wear. i'm more of a shorts and a tank top kind of girl. you know, the less clothes the better. not that i'm insinuating that i enjoy being naked. but, i don't know. i like the feel of the sun against my arms and legs, so shorts and tank tops it is. but, i will wear t-shirts and longer pants, on occasion. along with skirts and dresses. however, i'm not really one for long sleeves, unless they're on an oversized hoodie or something, so, sorry darling. this isn't just for you. "
"Ohh. Are you hitting on me? Haha. No, seriously, what are you? Gay or straight? You look kinda like a swinger, if you don't mind me saying..."[/font]
" last i checked, i was girl. you were a guy. so, would it really even matter if i was hitting on you? but to answer your question, i'm straight as can be, love.
"Damn. GET SOME! Hah. You wanna smoke? Drink? I got some drugs in the back if you want. -winks-"[/font]
" you sure you haven't been tapping into all that shit yourself? i smoke. i drink. big deal. i'm a teenager. i get bored. it's what we do. as for the whole drugs thing? i'm going to have to take a rain check on that. a permanent rain check. "
"... Oh, so you must be a virgin, huh?"[/font]
" because not wanting to do drugs totally makes me a virgin, right? not that it's any of your business, but, no. i'm not, actually. "
"Knew it. So, you got any secrets? Come on, you can tell me. Promise this interview won't leak anywhere."[/font]
" well, what i just told you earlier is pretty much a secret. to my brother and sister, at least. but, let's see. what else is there? i don't hide the fact that i smoke. i don't really hide the fact that i drink. uh, well, there's the whole thing with my dad. but, i'm not going into that. so, you can just you know, back the fuck off?
[ooc; she doesn't like talking about her father's suicide, at all. so, she keeps it to herself.]
"..Ouch. Okay, don't be so cold kid. There's always a way out of shit like that. Got any ambitions, babe?"[/font]
" does wanting to get the fuck out of here with the dignity i have left intact count? i want to graduate high school, for one. that'd be nice. and, well, i've always been a bit of a dancer. so, you know, i guess after i graduate, i'd love to be able to do something with that. but, i really don't know. i haven't put an overabundance of thought into it. hm, well, maybe, i should consider starting to do that soon. "
"Okay, okay. Don't get too excited. Half of those weren't even real questions.. Okay let's see. Oh, here's a good one. Describe yourself in five or more words. Easy, right? You could go more into detail if you want, I don't mind one bit."[/font]
" ah, fuck. you want me to describe myself? well, this is going to go wonderfully. uh, i'm spunky. i don't know. i've just been more of an upbeat, personable person. i'm sarcastic beyond belief. so, i wouldn't take it personally, if i were you. more likely than not, i'm not really going to mean any harm by it. i just like fucking around with people. figuratively. for the most part. i'm not a slut, okay? if i had to exactly try to describe what the hell i am with that, i guess i'd go more towards a huge flirt and a bit of a tease. i don't know. it's just fun. i like attention. so, you know, it pretty much works out. and, you know, making out with someone here in there? not exactly all that bad. so, it works out. uh, i don't like listening to authority. at all. honestly, i think my brother pretty much loathes me for it, but you know. he'll get over it. eventually. once i'm not sixteen. hell, it might take him another year and a half. but, he will. i hope. fuck, i hope so. uh, well. i'm a pretty fun loving girl who's one hell of a thrillseeker. you know how to have a good time? for the love of god, please get to know me. i promise you. it's going to be worth your while. and, well, let's see. i'll leave this on one last note. i'm not going to be easy to try and whip and train and tame, so, honestly, i'd suggest you either take me the way i am or just leave me be. your call, babe. "
"Couldn't agree more babe. Alright. Um.. Oh, here's another. Five likes and dislikes?[/font]
" easy. i like dancing. i like having a good time. i'm not going to lie. i do really like the more physical aspect of relationships, but yet, not without the relationship, usually. i like meeting new people. i like getting out and doing things. i like watching old movies with friends. and, well, believe it or not, i do like my family most of the time.
i don't like people getting into my business. sorry, it's just really fucking annoying. i don't like failing. in fact, i can't stand it. i don't like getting shot down. that's just really annoying, as well. i don't like people messing around with my family. yes, i know i'm the youngest. doesn't mean that i can't be protective in my own little way. i don't like horror films that much. i can never sleep after watching them. i don't like thunderstorms. call me childish, but, honestly, they still scare the living hell out of me. and, above all, i don't like talking about my dad. so, don't even try.
".. Kinky! So last question. Gimme the details, how'd you get to where you are today?"[/font]
" i should've known. i tell you not to ask about my dad, and then you go and ask about my family. okay, whatever. i grew up in new jersey. i have an older brother, who's nineteen, and an older sister, who's twenty three. i sort of followed my brother when he moved out, shortly after he moved out and wound up going to school out here. uh, well, my dad died when i was eleven, and that's all i'm saying on that subject. i guess you can say i'm somewhat close to my family. i do love them dearly. even though, i think i annoy the living hell out of them by not listening to them. and, that's all i really even want to say, okay? i just want to go now. "
"Awe, well. Least you're still alive. Got yourself, right? That's the spirit. We'll look at your interview and give you the results, so sit tight for a few minutes, okay? And don't you dare think about leaving. I'll find you and interview you again. Don't get pissy with me, I'm just the goddamn interviewer."[/font]
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