alexandria cooper♥

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Application


{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name
Alexandria Angelique Cooper
gender
Female
discipline
Vocals, rock
age
17
sexuality
Bisexual.


{ comes home on call, isn't that peace,


history
birth. On August 16th, exactly on midnight, was when Alexandria Cooper first filled her tiny lungs with a oxygen. She was created by a twenty-seven year old doctor and a twenty-six year old magazine editor. She was the third child and the first girl. She stayed the first girl until three minutes later when her twin sister Emily Annamarie entered the world, making the couple parents of four when only minutes before they were parents of two. The other two were twins as well, boys. The young couple spoiled each of their four kids, and these were the only four they planned on having.

childhood. Alexandria and Emily turned out to be identical. Even their parents confused them sometimes, though Emily now has a scar on her left hand from when she got hurt at a McDonald's PlayPlace. Both girls showed a great interest in music around this time. They both enjoyed singing, some joked that they would be the next Olsen twins. Actually, that's what they wanted to be. They had big dreams.

pre-teen. Still a great interest in music, vocals specifically. Alexandria and Emily worked extremely hard and both got parts in their school's musical in sixth grade. They worked extremely hard, and on the night of the play, they were both nervous. They arrived half an hour early, and their parents mingled with other parents and some teachers while the girls and their friends played in the middle of the parking lot. They figured someone would see them, it was still light out. Their assumptions were wrong; about ten minutes before they were supposed to go inside, a drunk driver came speeding through the parking lot. He hit Emily, killing her instantly. Then he drove off. Alexandria refused to do her part in the play and went to the hospital with her parents and Emily. She became very depressed, saddened by the loss of her sister.

teen. Emily's death changed Alexandria's life. Her parents became extremely protective, but leniant at the same time. Sometimes, a little guiltily, Alexandria takes advantage of this. This helped her get vocal lessons and dye her hair (orange, with red and yellow mixed in.) After eighth grade, she decided she wanted to leave her town. She'd gotten an acceptance letter to Hoffman Academy, and while it took a bit of convincing, her parents let their only daughter go. She started thinking less and less about Emily, forgetting about her for weeks at a time. She got more focused on her music, and around this time she discovered her sexuality as well.


parents
Marianna Caroline Johnson-Cooper, 41
Gregory Joseph Cooper, 42
siblings
Matthew Nicholas Cooper, 19
Joshua Patrick Cooper, 19
Emily Annamarie Cooper, deceased


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
optimistic&funny. Despite the fact that she left her family and her sister's dead, Alexandria is generally a happy person. She always tries to look on the bright side of things. She also likes to make people laugh, and is usually succesful. This being said, Alexandria is the person you need to go to if you're upset.

slutty&adventurous. Okay, so Alexandria's a bit of a slut. Who isn't? She just wants to feel loved. It doesn't matter to her if it's true or not, it's easy for her to feel cared about. Even a one night stand will make her happy. Because of this, Alexandria is almost always looking for excitement; stealing other's boyfriends and cheating on her own are examples of her idea of "excitement". If she could find someone that truly cared about her, maybe she'd be less of a whore.

defensive&caring. If someone says something mean about you, Alexandria wants to be the first to know, because she'll kick their ass. Alexandria will curse the kid out ad maybe slap them a few times. She wants people to know she loves her friends, and if you say even one thing about it, she'll scream at you to the point where it's ridiculous.

likes
[♥] music
[♥] singing
[♥] her hair
[♥] the color orange
[♥] thunder
[♥] sex
[♥] parties
[♥] chocolate
[♥] writing
[♥] Fueled by Ramen bands
[♥] being crazy
[♥] colors
[♥] her name
[♥] when people call her 'dria'
[♥] boys
[♥] girls

dislikes
[x] veggies
[x] kids
[x] people talking about her sister
[x] lightning
[x] driving
[x] girls with snakebites/gauges
[x] homophobes
[x] being called 'lexi', 'alex', etc.
[x] people who annoy her
[x] people who don't like her
[x] people who scream really loudly for no reason

ambitions
[+] become a famous singer in a band
[+] find a girlfriend/boyfriend
[+] get good grades
[+] make alot of friends

fears
[!] death
[!] physical paint
[!] bugs/insects/spiders
[!] heights
[!] someone likes her and she has no idea, and then they'll just give up on her


{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? Hayley Williams
eyes Blue
hair Orange with red and yellow mixed in
height 5'4
style
shoes. Alexandria doesn't really think much of her shoes. She usually wears platform white or black sneakers. Sometimes she doesn't wear shoes at all and goes about barefoot. It depends on her mood, really.

top. Alexandria invests in T-shirts. She loves tight-fitting ones with random lyrics scrawled onto them. You'll almost always see her wearing these. If not, she's wearing a hoodie. Very rarely will you see her in a dress or anything formal.

bottoms. Alexandria has an entire shelf in her closet full of jeans. That's all she wears, even in the summertime. She has a pair in ever color and style. If you're puzzled as to what to get her for her birthday, the answer is jeans.


{ and I'm telling you why


your name Kayla
age Uh. Five hundred.
years of roleplay Hm, three or so.
code sentence if you like pina coldas and getting caught in the rain.
other
sample post
Next post.

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For once, Hunter was living with her parents.

Ever since she dropped out of school and her aunt had taken her in, she’d considered the woman her mother. But yesterday, Auntie said that she needed to go to a wedding in New York and Hunter, obviously, couldn't go because it was she hadn't been invited. Auntie was going to be there for a week and a half (visiting friends/family, etc.) and no matter how laidback she was, she would not let her niece stay alone for eleven days. After countless attempts to find someone willing to house a high school dropout student with orange hair, Auntie finally said “Face it, Hunter, you’re going to need to go back.”

“Back”, of course, referred to the place she’d been residing the first sixteen and a half years of her life. She’d been secretly listening to the phone call in which Auntie informed her mother. She’d despised her mom’s response, she sounded like a two year old, and the discussion had been sprinkled with “Why?”’s and “Do I have to?”’s. She’d cringed when Auntie finally started screaming at her younger sister. “Carolina, she’s your daughter, dammit!”

This was when Carolina finally agreed that Hunter could stay there for awhile. When she’d arrived at her former residence, bags in hand, she was actually kind of relieved. She was hoping to work on her relationship with her family. But when she walked into the house, her parents completely disregarded her. Joshua called her a bitch twice within the first five minutes of her visit and Rachella simply glared and asked “Why are you here?”

So much for that.

Hunter wasn’t sure why they hated her so much. Because she’d dropped out of school? She was a senior; anyway, it was less than a year of knowledge she most likely wouldn’t need. Plus she was dyslexic, and struggled with stuff others aced. They couldn’t expect her to be a straight A student.

So that was why she was curled up in her old bed, trying her hardest to fight waking up. Finally her upper and lower eyelids parted and her blue eyes darted around the room. Sunlight poured in and the air flowed through the open window and moved the white curtains around a bit. With a quick glance at the clock, she automatically knew that she would be awake before anyone else in her family. She also knew that the mall was most likely open. So she kicked the blankets away and stepped over the pile of bedspreads she’d created. Hunter examined herself in the mirror.

Her hair looked pretty good, but even so, she grabbed her brush and ran it through her carroty locks. Okay, that was done. She looked again. She was wearing a white tank top that was clinging to her thin frame. Her bra straps were visible. She always slept in her bra, even though technically you weren’t supposed to. She was wearing purple and blue polka dotted pajama shorts, and her feet were bare.

Hunter threw a black sweatshirt on over her tank top. It actually looked pretty good with her bright hair. Then she replaced her shorts with jeans and slipped her feet into white sneakers with no socks. She didn’t bother with makeup, and grabbed her money and departed.

Since she realized she’d left her car keys in her room, and didn’t want to go back inside, Hunter decided to walk to the mall. It wasn’t really that far away, and within fifteen minutes she was there.

She went straight for Sam Goody’s. She pretty much lived there; a few of the workers actually knew her name. Hunter scanned the store’s selection for a few minutes, when she heard a familiar song being played through the store’s loudspeakers. She sang along, unaware that it was not normal for people to show off their singing skills in the middle of a store at eight-thirty in the morning.

“Who shot that arrow in your throat?
Who missed the crimson apple?
It hung heavy on the tree above your head.”

She sang along, gradually getting quieter because she knew now that people were staring at her. She was so occupied with the song and counting how many people were looking at her that she didn’t realize she’d walked right into someone.

[Carter Garret]

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