Post by tarynray on Feb 15, 2009 9:24:12 GMT -5
TARYN NO-MIDDLE-NAME RAY.
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oh, hai there ! i'm Cora and i'm 13 years old. i'm a girl, and i've been roleplay for 3 years. i also play no other characters here, so you might know me from them. and i read the rules. you want proof? Ponies make life better. there, i told you. if you want to contact me, just PM me. and for my member title? i want it to be Actress. now, onto my character n_n[/FONT][/COLOR]
I'M NOT YOUR BOYFRIEND, BABY[/FONT]
I AIN'T YOUR CUTE LITTLE SEX TOY. I AIN'T YOUR LION OR YOUR TIGER[/FONT][/ALIGN]
FULL NAME Taryn Ray
NICKNAMES AGE 17, 8/2, 17
GENDER Female
ETHNICITY Spanish
RELIGON Agnostic
SEXUALITY Bisexual
STATUS single
MEMBER GROUP Actress
PLAYED BY Alexa Vega
[/FONT][/COLOR][/ul][/left]NICKNAMES AGE 17, 8/2, 17
GENDER Female
ETHNICITY Spanish
RELIGON Agnostic
SEXUALITY Bisexual
STATUS single
MEMBER GROUP Actress
PLAYED BY Alexa Vega
WON'T BE YOUR NASTY LITTLE BOY.[/FONT]
I'M NOT YOUR NIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR, CAN'T GRANT YOUR EVERY WISH[/FONT][/COLOR]
acting
dancing
her friends
comedy
the stage
the art of confusing people
rebellions
causing a ruckus
writing
reading
being in control
CHARACTER NAME DISLIKES Stereotypes
people being denied rights
unfairness
battles that are entirely uphill
time going by slowly
Isolation
overusing obscenities (although once or twice is pretty fun)ignorance
faking
cheating
GOALS To star in a movie
To write a novel (secondary to acting, though)
To go through an entire week without putting herself down
To make more friends and no enemies
FEARS Wellington Academy
Falling in love
SECRETS She doubts herself all the time
She considered cutting herself at one time
WEAKNESSES Physically weak
Untrusting
Shy when it comes to social situations
Too risk-taking
Thinks she's invincible
STRENGHTS Outspoken (when it comes to issues that would be discussed in a deate and such)
Can win a debate easily
Determination
Loyal
Trustworthy
BEST MEMORY
WORST MEMORY same as best memory.
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Taryn is full of contradictions. She is shy, but often ends up making a fool of herself in order to hide it. She says stupid things and doesn't care, but will analyze her own every move if the situation is dire enough (and by dire, I mean it causes her paranoia for no reason). She takes unnecessary risks but always plays it safe when writing a paper. In short, her priorities are a mess.
More than anything, she cares about friendship. This may sound extremely corny, but it's true. Nothing matters more to her. She's basically been rejected by her foster father, so she doesn't really have any family to speak of. If she does anything (anything) to upset a friend, she will go all "I'm not worthy" on them and beg for mercy. Friends are family to her, so she doesn't ever want to lose them.
When it comes to people she isn't desperate to stay with, all bets are on the table (I'm not sure what that means, but they are. They totally are). She can have crazy mood swings, becoming a drama queen or comedienne (yes, that's how you spell it in the female form) one minute and becoming paranoid about what the person will say about her the next. Most of the time, she thinks, "You know what? This is exhausting. Screw the rest of the world- I just need me, my books, and my friends," but sometimes she desperately wants to please everyone and have forty-eight friends.[/SIZE][/FONT][/COLOR][/ul][/LEFT]
SO I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS KISS[/FONT]
YOU CAN CATCH ME ON THE SPEED TRAIN, BEEPER IN A THREE WAY[/FONT][/COLOR]
CURRENT RESIDENCE Seattle
MOTHER'S NAME None
MOTHER'S OCCUPATION Pssh.
(FOSTER) FATHER'S NAME Drew.
(FOSTER) FATHER'S OCCUPATION Graphic designer
SIBLINGS None.
OVERALL HISTORY Taryn was born to... well, that's the problem. She doesn't know much about her parents. She knows they were poor. She knows she was unplanned. That's all she knows. She travels around from home to home hoping to be adopted. Her first home was, uh, less than fun. The foster parents were the controlling type, which definitely does not suit her. She eventually learned that she could act out in order to get her home switched. What scares her about that is that she'll never be satisfied with one family, always thinking there's some other perfect family for her.
A few years ago (four, maybe?) she went with her most recent foster dad, Drew. He was okay, but way too controlling. After they got past the awkwardness stage (which usually lasts anywhere from one to four months), she began to speak up for herself. Yes, these were her friends, yes, she wanted to hang out with them, that kind of thing. It pissed him off to no end, and one day he sent her away to Wellington Academy.
That place was horrible. And illegal. They used things such as shock treatment, solitary confinement, and The Room (which was like solitary confinement, only for three days with other people) to "treat" delinquents or simple rebels. While she was in there, she found a way to apply for Camp Soleil. When she was accepted, Wellington had to let her go. She was free.[/SIZE][/FONT][/ul][/COLOR]
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SHININ' WITH THE GLEAM CHAIN[/FONT]
AND YOUR HONEY GIVIN' ME BRAIN, YOU CAN CATCH ME WATCHIN' AI[/FONT][/COLOR]
This time, Taryn didn't fight when the Cause Cops (that's what she called them) came to take her away. This sort of thing happened quite a bit, and fighting just made it worse. She cautiously eyed one of the cops' tazers as she was led out of her dorm, bad memories creeping up on her. Just the thought of being tazed in her first week here made her want to rub her arm in pain- of course, she couldn't, seeing as both of her arms were being held. She rolled her eyes and walked in stride with the cops. She passed one of the other "patients" and muttered, "Third lost bet this week." She had made a bet with someone that she could go a week without getting thrown in The Room.
As they approached the Secret Wing (with the shock treatment and such), Taryn examined her clothing. They needed to be comfortable, because she was looking at at least three days in The Room. Hmm... A Don't Worry, Be Sneaky when Hiding The Evidence T-Shirt, sweatpants, and flip-flops. She could take off the stuff shoes when she got in the room, and as for the rest of her attire, she was set.
The cops showed no kindness in pushing her into the room with the greatest force possible. Remember those flip-flops? Yeah, they made her fall harder than she normally would have. She scoffed as they closed the door, leaving only a tiny light bulb as a light source. She examined her knees. Scratched, and bleeding minimally. She was okay.
As they approached the Secret Wing (with the shock treatment and such), Taryn examined her clothing. They needed to be comfortable, because she was looking at at least three days in The Room. Hmm... A Don't Worry, Be Sneaky when Hiding The Evidence T-Shirt, sweatpants, and flip-flops. She could take off the stuff shoes when she got in the room, and as for the rest of her attire, she was set.
The cops showed no kindness in pushing her into the room with the greatest force possible. Remember those flip-flops? Yeah, they made her fall harder than she normally would have. She scoffed as they closed the door, leaving only a tiny light bulb as a light source. She examined her knees. Scratched, and bleeding minimally. She was okay.
