Post by ARIELLE ELINE ANDERSON on Mar 22, 2012 8:02:48 GMT -5
ARIELLE ELINE ANDERSON
FULL NAME: Arielle Eline Anderson
NICK NAME: Ariel, Ari, Red, Princess, Carrot Top
AGE: twenty-four
COMMUNITY SUPPORT: general store
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
FACE CLAIM: Ida Skeppar
EYE COLOR: blue
HAIR COLOR: red
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT: 5'6"; 125 lbs
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. 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.
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.
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.
Moody: Since Ariel awakened, her host has taken on her moody behavior. Ariel (The little mermaid) was a sixteen year old girl in her movie, therefore she was prone to being exactly what she was-a moody teenager. So for a teenager to be stuck in the body of a grown woman... Well... Let's just say that it makes her a little contradictory at times. She is moody and easily annoyed these days, and despite how happy-go-lucky she can be, her past still haunts her and guides her decisions. She refuses to let herself get hurt again, and yet her spirit still fights her on that. It toys with her emotions and as a result she doesn't always make sense.
Damaged: Ariel was hurt at a young age by the boy she thought was her true love cheating on her on the night they were supposed to run away together. She told her father everything and that one turning point in her life has made her the person she is today. She is no longer the naive little girl she used to be, but she doesn't want to let anyone get that close to her. Sure, she's friendly enough to have a lot of friends, but when it comes to romance she finds herself falling short. She is not seeking romance, nor does she fully believe it exists anymore.
HOMETOWN: Copenhagen, Denmark
FAMILY MEMBERS: 6 older sisters, her father, her mother is deceased
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 getting all these strange letters from somewhere in Maine called Memory. Curious, Ariel wasn't too sure what to do with herself, and these letters made no sense, so after talking to her father she decided to ignore it. He told her that it was probably some spam mail that everyone got and soon she chose to throw out all her letters she got from then on.
It wasn't until she went swimming at the local pool one day when she found that she could breathe underwater. Looking down at her legs, they had morphed into a long, graceful tail. That's when things got weird. She looked at her reflection in the light on the side of the pool and saw a mermaid with long, flowing red hair and bright blue eyes that bore into her soul. As if she knew her. The mermaid went on to explain that Arielle was her host, and that the mermaid needed her assistance. Needless to say, Arielle was more than a little freaked out about everything and quickly surfaced from the water to see her tailw as gone and she was back to normal.
Soon, Ariel continued to talk in her mind, not leaving her alone until Arielle agreed to help her out. Apparently, Arielle needed to play out the events of her spirit's life to be free of her, and the redhead was NOT in the mood to deal with that. She had dealt with the love at first sight thing and she was not going to allow herself to be hurt again. Unfortunately for her, this was the only way to get Ariel to leave her alone.
Arielle moved to Memory, hoping to get rid of this ridiculously annoying mermaid out of her head. Arielle was not a big fan of falling for someone just because of a story, and she was not going to let herself fall into that trap once again. She HATES the idea of having to play out this ridiculous storyline, but if it will eventually give her mind some peace then she'll deal with it.
It has been seven years since she moved to Memory, and she's getting more than a little frustrated that this stupid Eric guy hasn't shown up in her life. She just wants to get all of this over with and go home. In the meantime, she helps at the general store and uses that to keep her spirit occupied. She had half a mind to try and leave, but after hearing stories of what happened if you tried to leave before your story was finished... It made her not want to try just yet. Maybe later.
DISNEY CHARACTER: Ariel
STATUS: awakened
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. When Ariel awakened, the redhead found herself being attracted to men with dark hair and blue eyes, but once she realized that it was because of that love-at-first-sight stuff she had when she was sixteen, she immediately told her spirit to chill out and demanded to have her own life. Now that she had lived through the trauma of losing her previous love, she was not going to let some headstrong teenage spirit tell her how to go about things. She was grown up now, and she needed more than just 'ooh! he's pretty! I want him!'
YOUR NAME: Christina
YOUR AGE: 19 (20 in May!)
YOUR RP EXPERIENCE: 8+ years
YOUR SAMPLE: Bonne Chance Restaurant. This was one of Ariel's favorite restaurants to go to. She knew everyone who works there, they had pretty okay food, the atmosphere was pretty good, and all in all she just felt at home. Obviously, that was where she was off to at this current moment in time.
Wandering into the restaurant, the redhead grinned as she practically flew into her usual seat at the counter. She waved to the head chef, who chuckled and nodded in her direction as her favorite waitress came and took her order. Ariel grinned as the woman came over and winked at her, pulling out her pen and paper with her usual motherly air.
"What can I getcha, carrot top?"
"Just the usual, ma'am!" Ariel chirped, the woman chuckling lightly at her as she wrote down the girl's order and handed it off to the chef. Leaning over the counter towards the girl, the woman gave her younger friend a cheerful smile. "Arielle Anderson, what have I told you about calling me ma'am? If anything, I should be calling you ma'am. The name is Shirley."
Ariel blushed, smiling sheepishly as Shirley quirked an amused eyebrow. "Sorry Shirley, it's just the way I was raised..." she murmured, the woman patting her head and nodding. "It's no problem Sugar, I tease because I care." Ariel nodded in response and chuckled, seeing something in her peripheral vision and turning in time to see an elderly lady attempt to goose a bus boy that happened to walk by her. The redhead snorted, covering her mouth as she held back giggles and turned back to Shirley, who shook her head in amusement. "Who's that?" Ariel asked, tilting her head curiously at Shirley, who got that evil glint in her eye as she looked from the bus boy to Ariel.
"That's Jim. He's been here for awhile."
"Why haven't I seen him before?"
"Ol' Johnny here is no fun and keeps him in the back washing dishes when you roll by. I think it's his way of being overprotective of ya."
Ariel groaned, rolling her eyes and glaring at the head chef, who shrugged and went back to his work. "I get enough overprotectiveness at home. Is there something wrong with him? He seems fine to me," she asked, watching Jim as he went by and feeling her heart do a couple of flips in her chest. Seriously? What the hell? She hadn't felt like this since she laid eyes on Eric when she lived back in Denmark, but this was different somehow. Eric had cheated on her, and she had avoided liking boys, but something was telling her this was different. Shirley smiled gently, patting Ariel's hand and following the girl's gaze to Jim once again. The way Ariel looked at him, well it was worth a shot... Wasn't it?
"Don't even think about it!" the head chef whispered, knowing that look in Shirley's eye as the woman waved him off, moving out from behind the counter and approaching Jim, giving the boy a quick tug to get him out of an old woman's reach. Turning Jim to face her, Shirley grinned and quirked an amused eyebrow. "There's your girl. You going to talk to her for once instead of hiding in the back? Go talk to her, I'll take care of ol' Johnny and keep him out of your hair," she told him, taking his dish tray from him and giving him a nudge with her hip. The plump woman turned back to the empty tables and gathered up the dishes as she waited for Jim to go and make his move.
Ariel blinked, confused as to what Shirley was doing but soon she felt awkward for staring at Jim and she turned back to the menu. Even though she ordered already, she made herself busy by staring at the menu and seeing what else they had to offer. Best way to avoid eye contact and looking stupid, right?
"I'd stay away from Jimbo if I was you, Red."
Ariel blinked and stared up at old Johnny, who wiped his hands on a rag and looked from her to the bus boy. The redhead's brow furrowed in anger as she put the menu down and glared at the man. If looks could kill.... well.... John would be gone. "I prefer to form my own opinions on people, thank you very much. I can take care of myself, Johnny."
