DEVENERE, emma-lise illithyia

[emmalise]

emma-lise illithyia devenere

She's so afraid to kiss
and so afraid to laugh
is she running from her past?

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AND I THROW MY HEART BACK TO THE OCEAN

[/b] emma-lise illithyia devenere
nicknames: emma
sex: female
age: fifteen
birthday: 6/22/95
grade: sophomore
orientation: straight
diagnosis: anxiety disorders; level 2.
problem: has a major phobia of men
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BUT IT DON'T GO FAR, IT COME BACK FLOATING

[/b] Emma's hair is long, blonde, and has a slight wave to it. Her bangs are longer and are more often then not brushed to the side.
eyes: Very light blue in color and surrownded by long, blonde eyelashes. Her eyes are bigger, often referred to as a 'doe eyed'.
face: With a heart shaped face, she has high cheek bones and a pointed chin. She has a thin noise that is pointed up slightly at the end. She has a very doll like appearance.
body: Thin. And boney. Emma is super tiny, five feet in height and 100 pounds. She has a very feminine figure (hour glass shape), except for the fact that her hips tend to stick out a bit.
fashion When it comes to her clothes, Emma loves dressing up. Her parents left her money when they passed and so when she was sent to Hawthorne, she bought a few articles of clothing. These clothes including skinny jeans, cute flats and heels, and adorable tops. She loves looking cute, but not to the point that it's flashy. She likes blending in.

playby: annasophia robb
overall: For the most part, when it comes to her overall appearance, Emma looks like the everyday popular fifteen year old. She dresses like she shops at Hollister, American Eagle, and Abercrombie and Fitch. It's a little decieving though seeing as she's such a silent girl. She doesn't wear much make-up, if any at all. She usually sticks to the basics, a bit of mascara and lip gloss. She'll put on a bit of eyeshadow whenever she feels like it, usually in nude colors or light pinks and browns.

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AND I WATCH IT WASH UP WITH THE DEAD FISH

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• Cello
  
• Music (any kind)
  
• Clothes
  
• Some make-up
  
• Lip gloss
  
• Cooking
  
• Reading
  
• School
  
• Jewelry
  
• Friendly people

dislikes:

• Men
  
• Boys
  
• Loud noises
  
• Scary/Angry people
  
• Not being able to say no
  
• Math
  
• Documentaries
  
• Bad literature (ie. the Twilight series)
  
• Fighting

strengths:

• Her cooking skills
  
• Her sweet nature
  
• Being able to calm someone down (girls mainly)
  
• Her brains

weaknesses:

• Men can make her shut down faster than anything
  
• Her very shy nature
  
• Not being able to say no when feeling threatened
  
• A good cook book (but it's a good weakness)

secrets:

• She can't say no when threatened and someone is asking for something
  
• She has a secret love of romantic novels
  
• She has a massive fear of men... which she hates talking about.

worst memory: Finding out her parents had died and she didn't have any relatives.
best memory: Going ice skating with her parents every chance she got.
desires: To get over her fear of men and know that not all men want to hurt her in some way. She would also like to become a chef or professional cellist.
pet peeves: Fighting. She absolutely hates fighting.
overall: All in all, Emma-Lise is a very shy and kind hearted individual. She's willing to do whatever to keep someone happy. Her major fear of men causes her to nearly shut completely off. She doesn't say or do anything, refuses to look them in the eye, and stands completely still. By doing this it actually makes her look even more like a doll. But when there isn't a guy around, she's actually quite bubbly and fun. She loves cooking and playing her cello and is more than willing to cook for anyone and play for almost anyone.
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BUT IT AIN'T QUITE DEAD, IT JUST IS LIKE THIS

[/b] Adele Marie Devenere, deceased
Christophe Paul Devenere, deceased
siblings: None
other relatives: None
history: Emma-Lise has a very valid reason for being the way she is today. Originally she was raised with two loving parents. They cred for her deeply, and her for them. But sadly, they were killed in a tragic car accident a month after her seventh birthday. Upon being thrown into the fostercare system, life didn't seem as bad as she thought it would be. Naturally, because she was such an optamist with things, she figured that everything would work out. Her foster father would rape her every chance he got and he would allow the sons of the family to do the same to her. After a matter of time, she began to just fear all men. This went on for quite a few years, up until she was 14 years old. It was then that the foster family she was staying with was caught for child molestation. She was then sent from home to home because she couldn't handle staying where there was also a man staying. Finally, the system sent her off to Hawthorne, in hopes that she would get over her fear. However, they didn't quite think that one through all the way... seeing as there were plenty of men and boys going there as well.

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OH MY HEART, IT'S A HOUSE IN TORNADO

[/b] Andi
your age: 19
time zone: pacific? Shit, I live in Washington. XD Which ever time zone that is. Haha!
other characters: Tristan De Luca, Nicky Bingham, Connor Jean, Hayden Murdock
rp sample: Tristan was never one for dances. In fact, the only dance he ever attended was prom and that was because the band was playing during it. Not that he ever minded, he just never really had a date nor had the need to find a date. Lucky for him, the ‘dates’ for this Valentines Dance were randomly picked. Which meant he didn’t need to find one. And since his date picked was Aleksei, he was going to actually attend and enjoy this night. Not that he wasn’t planning on enjoying it anyway. He was just planning on doing it in a different way. Like with some good ole’ china white. Which he currently had wrapped up in a little bag, tightly gripped in his hand. His dealer had actually came through for him and got him exactly what he had been needing. He knew this time to take it slow, just in case his dealer fell off the face of the planet again, and left him with nothing. Granted, he had seemed to be able to handle the pills that Aleks had given him, but they weren’t exactly what he wanted. But it was better than nothing, and he owed the guy a lot for helping stop his withdrawl before he hit rock bottom. And tonight, he wasn’t sure how, but he was going to let him know that he appreciated him.

Tristan rolled down his sleeve to just below his elbow and tossed the used syringe to the side. He let his head fall back as the high hit him almost immediately. This was exactly what he needed. He sat there for a moment in the bathroom with his back against the wall and his head resting against it casually. His eyes were closed behind his glasses, a perma smile plastered on his lips. There was no way in hell this night could go wrong now. Managing to gather his thoughts, he stood up and dusted off his grey slacks, making sure nothing was on them. Loosening his black tie, he adjusted the beanie on his head and made his way back into his dorm room. Before leaving for the dance, he placed his bag of heroin in his little secret hiding place and made his way out the door.

He was pretty pro when he was high. Giddy, yes, and a bit goofy, but nothing out of the ordinary for anyone that thought they knew him. Like the teachers. He was just the class clown with witty remarks that rarely attended classes. In fact, as he reached the dance, and was searched, the teacher thought nothing of him smirking and saying in a witty manner, ”At least buy me dinner first.” Instead they just shook their head and laughed right along with him as they let him through. With his hands in his pockets, he merely looked over his shoulder and winked at them playfully before making his way through the crowded area. His mind was on set on finding Aleksei, which actually didn’t take long. He slid up next to him with his trademark crooked grin, ”Well hello, gorgeous. Might I get you a drink?” He chuckled, eyeing the water bottle. There was no doubt in his mind as to what was in that bottle. And in all reality, he was damn glad. He wanted a wild night, and hopefully Aleks was willing to show him one. Or at least help him in getting it started.
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OH MY HEART, IT'S A HOUSE IN THE SKY IN THE EYE OF TORNADO

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