Post by santanaanthony on Feb 2, 2011 16:35:53 GMT -5
[Santana] STANDS AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS
[/color][/font]AS SHE'S LEAVING HER FATHER STARES
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NICKNAMES: San, Anna.
GENDER: Female.
AGE: 18.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual.
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original. [/color][/font]
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POWERLESS HE JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD
[/color]HE'S DISAPPOINTED AND OFF TO BED[/font][/center]
HAIR: Originally black, dyed red, wavy, hangs down to below her chest.
EYES: Light gray.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'4 ; 115 pounds.
Physical description: Santana is shorter for her age, standing at 5'4 and weighing 115 lbs. Her eyes are a ravishing light gray. She's constantly dying her hair, but seems to dye it red more often than other colors. She has two lip piercings, one on each side in ring form, considered to be "snake bites." She also has the top of her ear pierced on the left, and then twice on the lobe on both sides.
A tattoo of her middle name is printed in small letters on her wrist along with a horseshoe and her horses name; Santiago just below her bellybutton. She has a very thin figure along with slightly tanned skin. Shes usually wearing skinny jeans, in every color, with band shirts and hair bows. She has a "scene" kind of fashion sense. Unique and "different" would be appropriate words to describe her appearance.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Her two tattoos, piercings, dyed hair.[/color][/font]
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BUT HE WON"T BE SLEEPING
[/color]BECAUSE THE HOURS SHE'S KEEPING ARE NOT RIGHT[/font][/center]
Coffee.
Equestrian.
Art/Writing.
Singing/Guitar/Piano.
The ladies and the gentlemen.
DISLIKES:
Frogs.
Math.
Swimming/Water.
Meat.
Rap.
STRENGTHS: Riding, Art, Writing.
WEAKNESSES: Horses, Math/Science, Swimming.
HABITS/QUIRKS: Biting nails, Procrastination.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Santana Anthony is quite the unique young lady. She is very emotional, you could say. Shes the type of girl you'd find working at an animal shelter or volunteering somewhere. She is also artistically talented and musically talented, and quite intelligent overall. You could pretty much say she uses the right side of her head, meaning that she is creative, but not able to grasp the concept of math and science and more concrete things.
But she isn't a complete "good girl." Santana is also quite rebellious. She enjoys a drink here and there, and can be quite harsh, considering she stands up for what she believes in. She's not one to give into peer pressure or join the bandwagon, she does her own thing. She does what she wants and nobody really has the ability to change her mind when she has it set.
Like every other girl her age, she's kissed a few guys here and there, and a few girls considering shes bisexual but never really found the right one. It's actually semi hard to capture her heart, and it takes time for her to actually consider you just a "friend." You could also say she is a bit bipolar, with her constant mood swings. She's the type of girl that doesn't really enjoy being in big groups of people and will only ever have one real good best friend that she gets close too. She's more outgoing than shy, but is a serious introvert.
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SHE'S ASKING A QUESTION HOW WILL I BE
[/color]WHEN THIS NEXT ONE EVENTUALLY LEAVES ME?[/font][/center]
SIBLINGS: Ian Anthony; 18; Attends college at Yale.
OTHER FAMILY: None.
PETS: A white and brown papitese named, Riley. Two horses; Simonet; Lusitano, Santiago; Andalusian.
OVERALL HISTORY:
Santana grew up in a more wealthy family, with her father being a businessman and her mother a successful equine photographer. Her mother gave birth to her one stormy night in early July at the age of 18, after the previous year she had given birth to her older brother Ian. After Santana was born her mother married her father and they moved into his huge household in West Virginia. Santana grew up in a wealthy home, but never developed the rich girl attitude. Even after 18 years her and her family still reside in the same home, although her parents are barely ever home.
When Santana turned three, she had began to adore horses and when her parents took her to Ian's friends ranch to let her ride one, she knew this was what she was meant to do. After two years of not letting go of the obsession for horses, her parents bought her a shaggy bay pony named Moonprince. She spent five years riding that pony, showing it, blue ribbon after blue ribbon. Then when the time came that she had outgrown him, they gave him to a place that allows children with disabilites to ride horses. Then for her tenth birthday her parents bought her a bay Andalusian gelding called Santiago, and it was love at first sight.
The passion for equestrian just began to grow deeper and deeper the more she rode, no fall, or injury stopping her, or crushing her desire to ride. Santiago became her best friend, and together they climbed their way to the top in the horse world. Even today Santiago and Santana's trust and friendship have not even subsided, just grown stronger. Then when Santana turned fifteen she purchased another horse, a Lusitano gelding named Simonet. Equestrian is a big part of her life.
After Santana turned 16, she decided to work at an animal shelter down the road, and she still does. There she fell madly in love with a small black and brown papitese that had been rescued from a puppy mill. She bought him the day he came in and named him Riley. She also decided at the young age of 12 to be a vegeterian and hasnt even touched a piece of meat since. I guess you could consider her a hippie, since shes all about saving the planet.
At the age of 13 she decided that she was not only attracted to males, but females as well, and from then on she took on the label of bisexual. In school, she was considered to be that emo girl in the corner, and wasnt very well liked because of her sexual orientation and fashion sense. She's been a cutter since a young age, not being able to quite rid herself of the addiction. She chooses to express her creativity through her artwork, her clothing which is labeled as "scene", and through music. You won't meet anyone quite like her.
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HOW CAN A MAN BE ALL THAT THEY SAY
[/color]WHEN ALL THAT I KNOW IS MEN RUNAWAY?[/font][/center]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: You left me at the alter, my heart in my hands. the words exploded from the stereo that was placed in the left corner of Santana's bedroom. Her reflection stared back at her as she lingered infront of the glass attached to her red painted wall. Scarlet colored locks were pouring in straight lines down to her chest, the ends were dyed a deep charcoal. Brilliant luminescent green eyes sparkled as they searched her own appearance.
Her pale bodice was dressed in tight black skinny jeans, a purple escape the fate t-shirt, a yellow and black hair bow, and necklace with a rainbow rose dangling from a silver chain. Her facade was dressed in black eyeliner, mascara and purple eyeshadow to match her shirt. There was a soft click as her CD changed from My Darkest Hour to watch me bleed. The beginning instrumental filling the atmosphere. Her eyes diverted from studying her face down to her fading green painted fingernails, chipped and bitten out of anxiety and pure unamusement.
A sigh escaped her vocals as she twisted to observe her gigantic room. Her mother was always away, working. Her father was a businessman, and her brother was currently in college at Yale University. So, therefore she lived almost alone in the vastly massive household with the many workers her parents had hired considering that she was uncapable of handling her own laundry and cooking her own meals. The closest person she had around here was their main maid that had also been her nanny as a young child.
Her stomache gave a muffled growl, but she ignored the hunger that had begun to eat away at her insides. She grabbed her cellular phone off her dresser and slipped outside the window she had opened. This was a much more amusing way to escape the confinements of her house, than just simply use the frontdoor. She carefully and cunningly slid down the roof that led to her bedroom on the 4th floor, halting as she reached the edge and then dangling herself from the edge, she let go, landing on her feet almost cat-like on the fresh cut grass. Freedom. She observed the day before her, the sun overhead, the air warming, as she unlocked the gate that guarded her mansion-like home and walked through it, exposing herself to the world that lurked beyond it.
Her deep green eyes searched the world around here, The word beyond her confinement. The trees were swaying influenced by the wind which blew softly through the warm atmosphere. The sun was giant dot of light which was placed in the blue sky. She tucked a loose strand of her bangs behind her ear, pierced on the cartlige and the lobe twice on her left, and just twice on the lobe on the right. Her red hair was being gently pulled at by the wind as she drew in a deep breath, not knowing entirely where she was going, but just allowing herself to wander.
Not completely a safe thing for a young female that had just turned a legal age of 18, to be doing, but common sense was something everyone seemed to lack. As she approached the road where the dirt path to her hidden abode led her, she turned, catching the sight of a male out of the corner of her eye. She twisted her bodice around so she could get a better view. Obviously he looked unfamiliar, since she knew nobody around here, being home schooled and kept in restraints behind the black metal gate which had protected her from the world for so long.
Of course she had always left the house to go to the mall or something, but she was always accompanied by somebody. Her mother was young, conceiving their first child, her brother at 17, and their second, Santana at 18. Accidentally of course. Until she turned sixteen and nobody was really able to keep her from being a normal teenager. Her eyes surveyed the silhouette of him from afar, debating on if she should introduce herself or not.
word count: 686 words.
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I THINK I LOSE JUST A LITTLE BIT OF ME
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This app was made by JESS. Lyrics by Tyler Hilton and Jon Mclaughlin
