Post by Taylor Carlsberry on Oct 10, 2008 14:46:47 GMT -5
Taylor Madison Carlsberry
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"somedays I'm a super bitch, up to my old tricks,"[/size]
"next day i'm your super girl, out to save the world."
•• i just watched her make the same mistakes again[/i][/color] ••[/center][/size]
name , Taylor Madison Carlsberry[/b][/i]
nicknames , Tay
gender , Female
age , Eighteen
date of birth , September 17, 1990
sexuality , Straight
major or grade , Senior
Clique , Heartbreakers•• what's wrong, what's wrong now? ••
hair colour , Jet Black
eye colour , Deep Chocolate Hazel
build , Slender, Athletic
height , 5'3
weight , 110 lbs
paragraph , Taylor is a very petite girl. she is stands at just over five foot three, almost breaching five foot four. she weighs just barely one ten, if that anymore. people tell her she needs to eat a burger or something. but this girl does eat, ands he east a lot. she just has a very active schedule and metabolism. so the calories she consumes are used up very swiftly. her hair is ever changing. she'll dye it black then take it back to the soft brunette color she was born with. she's even tried blond one time in her freshmen year. and she has no intentions of ever doing it again. the natural look to her hair are perfect beach styled waves. she loves her hair naturally, but she also likes it sleek and straight. . or at least soften the curls to fit her whole look. Taylor dresses like most teen girls. more prep style then anything. though she really only wears Hollister and abercrombie. she loves guess and Chanel also. and she will also be seen in the ocassional no name styles.. but she doesn't wear that stuff all that often. she likes to be comfortable. and her most favorite thing to wear are boot cut jeans, her white slip on vans, and a colored tank top. its cute, practical, comfortable and casual. and it could easily be dressed up within seconds at the same time.
played by , Vanessa Hudgens
Canon or Original , Canon
•• too many, too many problems ••
[/b][/i]home town , Westbrook's
mother , Rayanna Kendall, 40, Deceased
father , Addison Carlsberry, 45, Lawyer
brothers , None
sisters , Sam Carlsberry
other , None
•• don't know where she belongs ••
[/b][/i][/center]history , the Carlsberry retail chain was growing fast in importance and wealth, one of the up and coming companies of the decade. and when Carlisle Carlsberry decided to retire early, who better to hand the reins over to than his only child, Addison. he was dedicated, intelligent, charming and had a good mind for business and investment. he knew the business inside out. no surprise then that the company continued to climb up the ranks with him as the boss.
but every man who wants to keep the business in the family has to marry at some point, right? and he knew he was leaving it fairly late when he hit 28. so, he set his mind on finding some pretty, young heiress to be his wife. funnily enough, he found her in the form of his childhood friend Rayanna Kendall. the two quickly fell in love and married even sooner.
the business continued to prosper as the family grew. first came Sammy Carlsberry, followed three years later by Taylor. however, it wasn't all fun and games. Stephanie had a few miscarriages in between and it seemed that having Taylor was the last straw. she soon began to decline in health. Taylor remembers very little about her, only what she has been told. her mother passed away one November when she was 2,.
thankfully, the housekeeper Dee was there to step in to make sure the family and there numerous homes ran smoothly. Addison after his wife's death, threw himself into the firm again and began planning for the future. he set up trust funds and inheritances for all three of them, Taylor in particular. He still managed to run the company and be a father to them, despite everything. he took them on holidays, to parks, to baseball games and everything so they wouldn't miss out on a childhood just because their mother died.
during this time, Taylor learned how to pose and absolutely loved it. before long, she had her own modeling agent and was competing in events all over the place. she also took up the piano and soon became talented at that. with life at home still being a bit rocky, she went to some of the best boarding schools in the country, as you'd expect, before she asked to come back to her hometown the summer before her senior year. since then, she's become interested in becoming a playboy model but has no idea how her father will take it.
personality ,
The Friend
On the inside Taylor is a sweet trustworthy person who would do anything for her family and friends, shes a hard worker when it comes to getting what she wants and needs. Taylor is not the type of girl to keep her emotions bottled up, she wears her heart on her sleeve so if shes feeling pissed off everyone around her knows. Saying what shes thinking comes easily to her, sometimes even before she thinks about it, people around her will always her her opinions weather they like them or not. Taylor is not the type of girl to believe rumors she knows that a Rumor is just a hint at jealousy in disguise!
The Enemy
Its hard to get through the tough walls Taylor learned to put up through out her life, even her best friends have yet to get remotely close to getting in. Taylor is a love hate type of person you either love her to death or hate her to death thats just the way she is. achieving her goals is something thats is very important to Taylor so if anyone gets in the way she will knock them down quicker then they can blink. Conceited is just another word for this daddy's girl she knows shes good looking and she uses it!
The Party Girl
Taylor is the type of girl who couldn't give two shits about anyone but herself unless it came down to her closest friends. Her life is more then crazy calling it chaotic would just be an understatement, If anyone were to call Taylor shy they would be lying, she's anything but shy. Always speaking whats on her mind and biting her tongue for no one. If you were to talk shit to her she would quickly cuss you out before you even knew what was happening. Taylor never had a problem getting things she wanted but she always seemed to have a problem keeping them, She's smart when she apply s herself towards her school work and she's always ready to hit up the clubs and shake her ass.
likes , Cute guys, modeling, playing the piano, finishing touches, fresh flowers, snow, walking, noise, peanut butter, red lipstick, hugs, shopping, moisturizer, duvets
dislikes , racism, bad parties, when the clubs are int open, lectures, tests, math, homework, cats, fakes, backstabber's
fears , Loosing Faith in Herself, Rape and similar Crimes, Spiders
hopes , become a playboy model, not be so vulnerable, leave the past behind
secrets , She's still a virgin, Almost wasn't going to graduate high school, She has breast implants [/size]
•• she wants to go home
[/i][/color] ••[/center][/size]your name , Heather Rae
age , Nineteen
Random fact: , I'm from Haines City, Florida
experience , 5 years
password , keyboardrehab
sample , Why was he still here? Why on earth had he decided to just stay here after long ago realizing there was no longer any need for him to continue staying? To him, he had become obvious that nobody needed him, wanted him, or had an interest in him being here. He had come to meet his family and be reunited with them. To be reunited with his younger brother. The sad thing was that he had only seen the teenager once. It was just that one time in the hospital that he had met up with him and after that David must have been completely erased from his memory. Apparently he had not made a very amazing first impression. Maybe if he had done something dramatic his image would have stuck in Kyle’s mind to give him a clear view of his features and the fact that maybe, just maybe, he should contact him. Just once so that David could actually have a chance to know him. David had constantly beaten himself over the head because he hadn’t at least gotten a phone number or an address. What the hell had he done? Just got up and left him there without even thinking that he should give him some sort of information on where he was? That must have been it. He had been so excited about his find that he had just gone off as proud as can be. And with working out of town, David didn’t exactly have much time on his hands as it was. So he never really felt like just moseying around town hoping to run into him. That would end up a failure, he was sure. So what kept him here?
The fact that he wouldn’t quite. David was not the kind to just sit down and give up. He would keep at it until he finally got what he wanted no matter how hard he had to work. So, possibly, it was that piece of him that kept here in this little town. The rest of him wanted to leave. He had tried but just so happened to have some difficulties doing it. But that was a whole other story. One he would rather not think back on.
All in all, there was absolutely nothing here for him. He only thought that there was. Hoped there was.
David wasn’t sure what possessed him to do it. To go outside in the cold, that is. Maybe the inside of his car was starting to feel a little cramped considering it was the only thing he had at the moment. For a while he had just stayed in an apartment and paid the rent with someone else who had let him stay there. But then he had gotten that funny idea that he was going to leave. Ha, was he stupid. Now he was stuck in his car until he could decide on what to do or until luck came and smacked him in the face. No- that didn’t sound nice at all. When luck came and shook his hand. Yes, that sounded much more pleasant than being smacked upside the head. At least then he may have gotten some sense knocked into him while his stubborn habits were pushed aside. But, knowing the luck he had been receiving, he was in for some pain.
He could take it. A little bit of pain and a few more awkward situations. David was sure he could handle it. There was not a doubt in his mind that he would be alright in the end. Something would happen and his life would move on. One challenge would be over and he would be happy with living his simple life again.
As he stepped out into the cold, David quickly sat back into the car, leaning slightly out the door to glance around. He rubbed his forearms quickly for a moment while his muddy brown stare glanced around the empty parking lot. His eyes showed his weariness and maybe even a bit of annoyance because of his situation. Once they had successfully looked over most of the details outside, David leaned back in and rummaged through the backseat of his car until he pulled forth a gray, button up jacket that most seemed to think went with some ugly suit. He then dug out a green cap that was nowhere near matching his clothing. A green cap, a gray jacket, a red plaid shirt, and blue jeans. In his personal opinion, it looked awful. But, then again, it wasn’t like he had a full length mirror to look himself up and down.
The mismatching man stepped out of his car and then turned to lock the door behind him. His keys were slipped into his right pocket and he was off. His stride was a bit wide out of the slight nervousness of being out here at night. The idea of wild animals or crazy killers wasn’t exactly one that was appealing to him. He didn’t like it at all. He had already managed to have some interesting thoughts on killer deer and now here he was thinking about all of the ways someone could take him out.
Cars: a hit and run. A bear could pop out of nowhere and maul him. Maybe some kind of wild dog would end up chasing him all around until one of them eventually gave up. Hopefully David would not be the one giving up. Or, who knew, maybe that killer deer he had always imagined would finally make its appearance. Then he would really have bad luck. How many people ran into killer deer anyway?
Walking and thinking: something that he found himself doing often these days. Just thinking about everything that was around him or things he had seen and done. He thought about the past and the present. The future, as cloudy as it seemed, was also something he thought up. He tried his best to see through the thick clouds and find out what the future did hold but his attempts were useless. It was one of those ‘you’ll have to wait and see’ things. Wonderful. Thankfully, David was good at waiting.
The cemetery. How funny of him to end up here. Who in their right mind would want to wander around a cemetery at night? Apparently David since he found himself carefully edging toward the gates. He had never seen it really. Never noticed it or taken a chance to even think that one could have been placed here.
Now his steps were slow and cautious. His eyes tried to focus on only one thing at a time but he was finding it impossible to do here. He had never liked the feel of these places. But it wasn’t the place itself that made him feel this way. It was the people. People were sad when they were here. Even if it was just a little bit. It was a place to remember and realize what you had a lost. You had lost another human being. A person that was probably important to you and now you were here to grieve for them. You were here to miss them and wish they were still with you. But once you were placed here for good, that’s where you would stay. A corpse in the ground that was no longer you. Just an empty shell and that broke people’s hearts at one time or another. Life and death. This was the most common of places for the two to meet.
David’s already worried heart seemed to leap in his chest when he found a form on the ground. A bit of a smell coming along with whatever it was, he guessed. It was a person. Thankfully, or maybe hopefully, not a dead one. What was it with him and finding people on the ground that he assumed to be dead? This person also seemed to have lost his food while he was here. So, maybe, he was dead?
Well, shit.
After taking a hard swallow, David shifted carefully around him. He was tempted to run as fast as he could the other way, but didn’t. Maybe he needed his help? David slowly began to lower himself toward the ground and timidly put his right hand out to touch the other man. His eyes were narrowed now and his body tense; ready to run on a seconds notice if shit hit the fan.
“Hello?” he breathed quietly, hoping to get an answer. He was sure that if he didn’t get one he would stiffen up. On the other hand, if he did get one, he would probably jump right out of his shoes. His brow furrowed at this thought, his hand drawing back. Then he murmured softly, “You better be alive.”[/blockquote]
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