Post by ARIELLE ELINE ANDERSON on May 26, 2011 11:06:36 GMT -5
ARIELLE ELINE ANDERSON
FULL NAME: Arielle Eline Anderson
NICK NAME: Ariel, Ari, Red, Princess, Carrot Top
AGE: 18
GRADE OR OCCUPATION: Ariel's Grotto owner (antique shop)
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
FACE CLAIM: Molly C. Quinn
EYE COLOR: Blue
HAIR COLOR: Red
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT: 5'5" and 120lbs
DESCRIPTION: Arielle has shoulder-length flowing red hair and piercing blue eyes. She's got a heart-shaped face and is usually seen smiling and bouncing around Maine. She's a normal height for a girl her age and she's quite muscular but curvy from all the swimming she enjoys doing in her spare time.
PERSONALITY: Stubborn:Ariel is stubborn as a horse. She does not like to be wrong. It is just not an option for her to be wrong. She is set in her beliefs and fights for what she thinks is right. She's got a good head on her shoulders, but to her being wrong is a sign of weakness.
Impulsive:Ariel very rarely thinks about what she does before she does it. She usually just has a vague general idea of what she wants to do and she then just executes it, no planning involved of any sort. That could be a fatal flaw of hers, since impulsive people do not think they usually run into a situation and most of the time they get hurt-or killed. Somehow Ari avoids that fate right in the middle of her decision-if she's in the middle of a fight with someone, then she'll start thinking about the consequences. Not always fun. This gets her into some trouble with her father, but since she is the baby he isn't too hard on her.
Hard-headed: Along with her stubbornness, Ariel is very hard-headed. She does not listen to others around her and she does not like taking direction if it is something she is not in the mood to do at the moment. This causes trouble at school and at home, but her bubbly personality usually gets her out of trouble somehow. It is kind of funny how life works out that way.
Caring: Ariel cares so much for her friends and family she would die for them. When she first meets someone, she'll be off-hand-ish, but over time she will grow to love them. She puts other people's needs before her own-which isn't always a good thing-and will stop at nothing to make sure that person is happy before she goes to make herself happy. She is very loyal, defending a friend in need when the situation calls for it.
Loving: Ariel is a very loving person. She has got a big heart and it sometimes gets her into trouble, but it shows that she has the ability to feel in the first place. Ariel's actions are based on how to keep the people she loves happy.
Brave: Ariel is a tough cookie with a good amount of courage. It usually takes people off guard when she shows this side of her personality, since she is generally so friendly and chatty, but she can stand up for herself and others just as well as people much older and bigger then herself. She is very loyal to her friends, and as such, is willing to do anything for them if they need her help. Her ability and capacity for courage is often surprising to those who don’t know her well, as she doesn’t exactly appear to be much of a threat.
HOMETOWN: Copenhagen, Denmark
FAMILY MEMBERS: 6 sisters and her father
HISTORY: Arielle Eline Anderson was born to Tristan and Isolde Anderson on April 17th. She was the youngest of seven girls and she was the last one to grace her parents with her presence. Ari was an unexpected blessing to the family, her parents had lost a child before her in a miscarriage and she was concieved the night before her father went in for a vasectomy. Therefore, she was labeled the "favorite" of the brood and was teased by her sisters for being so.
Ari's childhood was overall very loving and good; the house filled with music and laughing. Her sisters liked to tease her, but they loved her no matter what they may have claimed. Their family lived peacefully until one day when the Andersons went to the beach. It was Tristan and Isolde's anniversary and Tristan wanted it to be special. He gave his wife a lovely music box he had especially made for her that played their song. The happy couple sat and watched their children play in the cove they had taken refuge in from the tourists and soon enough a boat started coming their way. Tristan couldn't get the attention of the men steering the boat, but it was making a beeline for his family and he needed to get his girls out of the way. Tristan grabbed most of the children as Isolde helped their oldest out of where she had gotten stuck and was on her way to join her family in safety when she realized she forgot her music box. She ran to grab the box and she ended up being crushed to death by the boat as it finally made it to where her family had been sitting. The crash killed Isolde and the boat patrons on impact, but somehow the music box survived.
After his wife's murder, Tristan became very closed off and just plain scary. He refused to let the girls out of his sight, pulling them out of school and hiring a tutor to teach them at home. He also had one of his most trusted advisors at work watch over the girls when he was at work. Ariel was put under what seemed like lock and key because 1: she was the youngest and 2: she was the only one of the many sisters that most resembled her mother both physically and personality-wise.
Ariel immediately rebelled from her father's rules and started sneaking out to meet a boy she had gotten to know at the mall when she went with her sisters. The two dated for a couple of months without her father noticing and Ariel almost ran off and married him at the age of sixteen, but on the day that she planned to elope with the boy she found him in the arms of another woman. Ariel was crushed and she ran back home, telling her father everything that had happened and how miserable she was because of the way Tristan had been acting over the years and she just wanted things to go back to the way they were.
It took almost losing his daughter forever for Tristan to open his eyes and finally understand she needed to be with people. Not just her, but her sisters as well. Therefore, Tristan finally let his children out from under his thumb and let them lead their own lives. Eventually, Ariel moved to America at the age of seventeen and ended up in Maine after receiving a letter that asked her to go to Classic Academy.
DISNEY CHARACTER: Ariel
ABILITIES/ATTRIBUTES: Arielle has the ability to turn into a mermaid and communicate with fish and other things in the ocean.
DESCRIPTION: Arielle and Ariel have similar backgrounds. Copenhagen, Denmark is where The Little Mermaid took place, so that's where she was from, and she lost her mother at a young age when a boat came out of nowhere and crushed her to death. Arielle's life was much like Ariel's after as Tristan (Triton) came down hard on his daughters and tried to keep them as close as he could so they wouldn't meet the same fate as their mother.She is an aspiring antique shop owner because both Ariel and Arielle like to collect human things, they are fascinating to both of them and Arielle finds herself dreaming of a boy with dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
YOUR NAME: Christina
YOUR AGE: 19
YOUR RP EXPERIENCE: 8+ years
YOUR SAMPLE: Rachel looked up from her book at the sound of someone approaching her in the library and ended up seeing her brother Will before her, her twin had his usual shit-eating grin as he tossed his sister a note he'd snatched in its process to get to her in their last class and left the wing with a wink to her. She had found this rather odd, but Will was usually odd, so it wasn't that bad most of the time. It seemed that with all the rules lately, no one could interact with anyone in another house unless they were blood related. It sucked because Rachel missed seeing Alex and just having some time alone with the boy. Stupid sorting hat putting them in different houses; but Rachel knew it wasn't the sorting hat's fault technically, no one could really have known that she would fall for Alex Finnigan, a Slytherin. It was rather odd that a child of Seamus Finnigan would end up in Slytherin, but maybe that's why Alex was never really close with his father. She shook her head and brought herself out of her thoughts just to turn and see that the note had been enchanted into some kind of bird and it was now softly pecking at her arm.
The blonde girl chuckled in amusement and opened the note, seeing a note from Alex inside and smiling as she read in his usual scrawl to meet him after midnight on the fifth floor. She grinned as she felt her heart soar and she closed the note, picked up her books and left to go get ready in her dorm. She decided that she'd just get herself ready beforehand, pretend to fall asleep with a book on her lap, and wake up just in time to get past the professors when they made their final sweep for the night. Within hours her plan was set and she was ready to go, white dress on and everything, and she fell asleep just on time like she'd planned. When she heard her housemates whispering to leave her be and some were giggling, she knew that by the time they'd gone she could leave. When the noise dyed down she cracked open a blue eye and sat up, putting her book down on the table next to her sofa and stretching, her hair now slightly tousled, but it didn't matter. She needed to get to the fifth floor to get to Alex.
The girl opened the portrait opening very slowly and quietly, sticking to the shadows of the corridors and thankfully the staircases hadn't moved around when she had been using them. The portraits were giggling and waving to her as she rushed by, obviously knowing where she was going. She'd wave back in a hurried fashion, but she'd have to keep going. By the time she'd gotten to the corridor that led to the room she was to meet Alex in, she had seen a teacher almost opening the door completely. Her eyes widened in horror as she ran over to the professor and thought of something quick. "Sir, Moaning Myrtle is flooding the bathroom again! I really don't know what's wrong with her this time... Could you look into it?"
The professor blinked, then sighed, rubbing his temples and muttering something about hormonal teenage ghosts and storming off. Rachel sighed in relief since he hadn't seen inside the classroom and cast a charm to hide this particular room, gliding through the door with ease and locking it behind her, the room finally safe from prying eyes. She sighed in relief, turning around and leaning against the locked door, muttering about how close that was. With a rub of her temples and a toss of her hair, she looked up to see Alex and she couldn't help the smile that graced her features. The blonde hadn't seen him like this in so long, it was almost foreign, but she smiled all the same. "Buona sera, amore mio." she purred, winking at the boy slightly. Since Alex was a master at French, Rachel had taken it upon herself to become a master of another romantic language; Italian. She pushed herself off said door and wandered over to his side, smiling all the same. She noticed all the deserts and chuckled lightly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close to make the distance between them almost disappear. "I've missed you, so much"