Vanessa Lewis

[Vanessa Lewis]

Application


{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name Vanessa Lewis [nickname; Nessa]
gender female
discipline Music ; Percussion ; Drums
age 16
sexuality straight-ness


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


history
Vanessa Lewis was born on the 2nd July to Kayla and Gregory Lewis. She was expected to do great things, just like her parents. Gregory was the owner of a big company and he earned most of his money through sheer hard work. He was a well respected man with a heart of gold. Nobody would ever suspect him of murder or theft or any crime at all since he was a lovely yet very shy man. His wife Kayla, was a talented comic-book artist who helped Greg gain his confidence. As soon as they met, they fell in love though didn’t get married until a few years later. Ever since then, they have been trying to have a child without success. Then after years of bad luck, came Vanessa Adele. She was a beautiful baby girl who was expected to be just as lovely as her parents. Unfortunately, she wasn’t.

As she grew into her toddler years, her parents began noticing things about her that they never expected. Maybe it was her harsh nature, even at such a young age. Vanessa was different then they had expected. Though they promised each other never to judge her outcome by her behavior as a toddler, they couldn’t help it. They couldn’t believe how horrible she was to them already. She already began insulting them and began screaming for more food every time she could. Vanessa was never satisfied with what she had, never. Because even then, she knew that there was better. If she didn’t have the best, then she needed it, because she deserved the best, or so she thought.

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• Began school
  
• Discovered her talent for percussion instruments
  
• Began staying out late and partying
  
• Parents disappointed
  
• Is accepted into Hoffman

parents
siblings


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
Vanessa is far from quiet. She will always get her say, whether you want it or not. This can cause people’s feelings to be hurt, yet she doesn’t care. It’s what she was aiming for in fact. She loves hurting people for her own enjoyment, probably because she got hurt herself. It gives her this sort of joy that can’t be explained. A little bit like revenge. She thinks that life has been cruel to her so why not be horrible to everyone else? Why not just harm people, children and adults alike, that didn’t care about her? Vanessa doesn’t care what they say, as long as she gets what she wants. And that would be revenge. This obviously gives her a reputation but she loves that. She loves getting in peoples faces and telling them where to go. Loud and obnoxious, that’s what people say. Though she would just call it being a bitch. People say that too.

Now, when it comes to boys, Vanessa is a real flirt. She loves the attention she gets from guys and will do almost anything to keep them staring. Sometimes she would even hurt her friends just for some guy to notice her. But obviously, she seems rather easy. This is because she is. She doesn’t mind guys making moves on her. She doesn’t care that she sleeps around with guys. And she isn’t concerned that people talk about her behind her back. As long as she doesn’t have a serious relationship with any guy, then she would be fine. She is scared of getting into one because she wouldn’t know how to get out. She is scared of being smothered by them, thinking that they won’t be happy until she is their slave. Vanessa is so scared of being pulled down by some guy who wants to make a family, that she makes sure she only takes guys for a night. Then she just ditches them after their done.

So, if you haven’t noticed yet, it would be very hard to become Vanessa’s friend. She is quite protective of herself and needs a lot of space. No one really wants to get close to her, and the rare few that do get pushed away. Other than her party friends, Vanessa only has a few girls that are close to her. She tries to treat them with respect at all times, but can some times slip up and hurt them. Afterwards, Vanessa will always beg for them to become her friend again, saying that she won’t do it again. Of course she does, but she makes an effort not to. Usually the same pattern occurs until the friend decides to not accept her apology.

Vanessa has a grudge against all goody-goodies and ‘dumb blondes’. She finds that she despises them, even before she meets them properly. Blondes in her mind, tend to be exactly the same. They pretend to be all perfect, but they are seriously dumb and can barely think for themselves. Well, that might not be true for all girls but Vanessa thinks that. It’s like she has made herself believe this because of past experiences. She also seems to really hate people who act overly crazy, like runs around saying “I’m completely crazy today” with a huge smile on their face. Vanessa just can’t stand it when people do that. Sometimes when people do that, she feels like punching them, but usually she either ignores them or says some witty comment right back at them.

Vanessa is rather arrogant and likes to show that she is better than everyone. She knows she is better at some things but would rather tell everyone that she is good at everything. When people talk about her behind her back, she doesn’t really mind, actually she enjoys the attention. Even if what they say isn’t good, she still likes people talking about her. It makes her feel better about herself, though she really doesn’t need that confidence. When it comes to her musically ability, technically then drums, Vanessa knows she is one of the best. She has real potential and doesn’t take kindly to people telling her that she doesn’t. When they, tell her that she isn’t as great as she thinks, she will tell them where to go or sometimes even threaten them.

likes

• Boys
  
• Getting attention
  
• Having a reputation
  
• Partying
  
• Ducks
  
• Pizza
  
• Space
  
• Being a bitch
  
• Hurting peoples feelings
  
• Sex
  
• Hanging with friends
  
• Drinking
  
• Donuts
  
• Mustard
  
• Hotdogs
  
• Her crazy looking jewelry
  
• Juice
  
• Balloons
  
• Drums
  
• Totally random comments
  

dislikes

• Goodie-goodies
  
• Serious relationships
  
• People not respecting her wishes
  
• Unforgiving people
  
• Popular girls
  
• Bitches (like herself)
  
• People who put themselves down
  
• ‘Dumb’ Blondes
  
• Math
  
• Pirate ships
  
• Overly crazy people
  
• Needy people
  
• Sea food
  

ambitions
One of Vanessa’s ambitions is to graduate. She wants to get out of school and go traveling with friends. Partying in different places would be a lot of fun for Vanessa. Another thing she would like to do after she graduates is to become successful. Perhaps start a band with fellow musicians. It’s been Vanessa’s dream for a long time to have people crowding around her, asking for her autograph. It would also be awesome for the paparazzi to be following her around, making ‘startling discoveries’ about Vanessa’s life.

fears
What Vanessa really fears is rejection. Rejection from anything. Whether it’s a kiss or something really important like in her ‘musical career.’ She couldn’t be able to stand if she got rejected something like that. Also, a fear similar to that is being told that she isn’t good at something. Like her drums for instant. If someone told her she couldn’t play then she would go off her nut, telling them that she could.
Now, another fear of Vanessa’s would be the fear of love. She isn’t afraid to go sleeping with guys but she afraid of true love, and settling down. Vanessa is rather happy being single and thinks it would ruin her life if she fell in love with someone.
Vanessa also fears losing her friends.



{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? Audrey Kitching

eyes
Vanessa’s eyes are probably the most striking thing about her face. They stand out, even though they are a dark brown. In the sun, they sparkle and shine, reflecting her surroundings. She almost always wears dark makeup around them, making them even more noticeable. On the rare occasion, she will wear contacts with them to make them a little more prominent.

hair
Now, Vanessa’s hair is the most noticeable thing about her. She dies it different colors so that even she has forgotten its original shade. Whatever she is feeling that month will often be shown through her hair colors. Pink is her favorite, showing that she is feeling happy and flirtatious. If she is feeling bitchy she will die her hair blonde with blue streaks. Sometimes the colors vary but these are the main ones.

height 5, 4

style
Vanessa style really depends on a few things. The occasion, her mood and of course, her hair color. But otherwise her style is simple. Whatever looks good, works. She dresses herself the way she does so she can get attention. So if it’s colorful and crazy, she’ll wear it. If it attracts guys, then she’ll wear it. If it suits her and she is complemented for wearing, then of course she will wear it. It’s rather simple.


{ and I'm telling you why


your name Caitlin
age 14 (YAY 15 this year)
years of roleplay about a year
code sentence if you like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain
other nope
sample post

Delilah Laurent woke up, tired and grouchy. She lay awake early in the morning, her eyes closed, hugging her knees close to her chest. She heard the girls around her wake up and move slowly around the room, none of them bothering to get her up. They wouldn’t dare. They probably thought that Delilah would attack them if they went anywhere near her. Everybody thought that ever since she ‘accidently’ gave some girl three claw marks on her cheek. Thinking about that put a small smile on Delilah’s face. And they thought that Delilah was a bitch.

Slowly, she pulled herself out of bed. Her blonde hair was tangled and messy, a little like hay piled on top of her head. She stood alone in her dorm, watching herself in the mirror. Her mouth opened slightly as she stared into her own eyes. Delilah moved her head from one side to the other, hoping for some change in her features. When nothing happened, she sighed and grabbed her hairbrush. She began pulling it through her long hair. Delilah loved the silence that came with the morning. She hummed a nameless tune, enjoying how her voice sliced through the air like a knife. Delilah was happy that no one was there to bother her. It gave her some peace, something she didn’t have very often. Not since… Taylor broke her heart.

Delilah dressed just as slowly as she had woken up. She finally looked at herself in the mirror again, pleased with the improvement. Though the uniform was a tad boring, she thought that at least she looked acceptable. She smiled again at herself before leaving the dorm with her things. There was no time for breakfast that morning; she wasn’t hungry anyway. She walked faster through the school, barely seeing anyone and talking to no one. She tried to distract herself with other things but only one topic dominated her mind. Dekolette Taylor. He was all she could ever think about these days. What they had, how he hurt her and why he would ever do it? Sometimes it upset her, sometimes it angered her but at the moment, she was merely thinking about it. She was too tired to feel any emotion other than pure dislike. That’s when she realized who was in her writing class. She stopped suddenly right in the middle of the hallway, staring forward, completely petrified. For a moment she was about to turn back around and go to her dorm. Perhaps she would be able to get more sleep. But she decided to do the right thing and go to class. She moved slower, dreading what was to come. Seeing Taylor was nothing like thinking of him. Delilah was completely terrified of him now. The last time she had talked to him properly was near the river. She could barely stand thinking of that moment. But she had to face her fears. She wouldn’t let Taylor ruin her life.

Almost at the classroom door, she saw the last of the straggling students enter. Delilah thought that it was almost certain that she would get a seat at the front. Nobody liked being at the front. Well, not most people. Some people did but they weren’t worth thinking about. She entered the classroom, last of the lot. Looking around she noticed two spare desks. One was at the front and one was at the back next to… Taylor. At once, she hastened towards the seat at the front but somebody was already there, putting there stuff down before her. Delilah let out a sigh and stood still on the spot for a second before slowly walking towards the empty desk. Her eyes looked anywhere but him. She knew that if she looked at him, just a for a second that she would burst into tears, or worse. She couldn’t risk looking weak in front of him.

[Razz Perkins]

code sentence before i can accept you

[Vanessa Lewis]

added ^^

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[Razz Perkins]

ACCEPTED!

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