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Post by [dead] on Jan 27, 2008 12:10:56 GMT -5
Application
{ you know you could've been a wonder
character’s name Weston Roxanne Caswell
genderfemale
discipline Music. Cello.
age16
sexualitystraight
{ comes home on call, isn't that peace,
history
It's rather difficult living the life of the elite. Weston was born into money. Her father, Desmond Caswell was born poor, but never intended to stay that way. He married young, in fact fresh out of college, to a woman named Claire, who wanted a simple life, and did not care about all the material pleasures, in contrast to her husband. They conceived a son together, who they named Wesley. As Desmond slowly climbed of the business ladder, he began to spend less and less time at home with his son and wife. Troubles naturally ensued and the couple got a divorce, leaving Desmond to keep young Wesley who he threw into care of nannies.
After the messy business of 'Claire', Desmond almost immediately married another woman, a power-hungry business woman who was in most cases called, 'Ms. Demoine,' but if you were lucky enough to get in her good graces, you could call her Helen. Helen started off as a general manager in a small and often over-looked part of a huge oil company. She was gradually making her way up there too though, and when she met Desmond, she was sure that her future was secure. The couple stepped and jumped over all kinds of people, not even bothering to look back down. From the bottom the only way to go was up. The power couple married, not for love, but because they had a mutual understanding of each other and how to work together. Work was the most important. Married life was tense though, and sex was rare, Desmond decided to fill his needs elsewhere, and Helen had no objections because she was not interested in him in that way either. It was not soon before a bouncing illegitimate bundle of joy was conceived by his mistress, whose name is of little importance. It was this darling little girl who he named Weston, and now he had two children with W names. Weston had always had money and never really considered how life would be without it. She was only three at the time, but there was some superior feeling that developed in the young girl when she asked for a pony and actually got one. She and her brother went to pre-school for the elite. That is until things went down-hill.
The oil company went bankrupt, all the money going down the toilet. The Caswells, once the richest family on the block were reduced to *dun dun dun* middle class! Oh the horror! Helen was furious, now that her husband spent most of his time stowed away in his basement/office, drinking away his problems. She saw no reason to stay with him, so the divorce papers ensued and there was that whole nasty business of 'Mummy is not here anymore kids', to go through again. Desmond, fed up with the south decided to pack his bags and children and head up north to make a new fortune. He moved to London with his tow, then young, children to try and earn it all back. He met just the right person to help him.
At one of those parties that only snobby people interested in clawing their way up the social ladder go to, Desmond met Marie Dayton. She had frosted blond hair, drank martini's and was about twenty years his junior. She wanted all the perks of having a rich husband…I honestly think that the bugger just wanted her for the sex. But things worked out in her favor and soon Daddy came home with a new mum for the kids. Things around the house changed drastically. Hair was always brushed, uniforms were always on and it seemed that by the age of 10 Marie was preparing Weston for her big coming of age party. The money started rolling tow. It seemed that now, since Marie was taking care of the house and making contacts for the family, Desmond had more time to spend with his job. He was now back on top, his family known by all. Weston now had a role to fulfill as the daughter of the Caswells.
Middle school was easy. Weston had lots of friends, some who were just in it for her money and the nice Christmas and birthday gifts, and others who just enjoyed her bubbly personality. No longer the rather innocent and awkward child from before, she was just beginning to bask in the wonders of puberty, and boys began to roll her way, older ones especially attracting her interest. She loved having this new kind of power. Her new step mommy, who was now lolling around as a pregnant woman, had seen this kind of behavior before. She was not going to have the future heiress to an empire being one of those irresponsible party girls. She would be strait-laced and perfect. Right. Marie put the young girl to use, having her learn an instrument, which was a better way to spend her time. The cello was now Weston's new lover, and nothing seemed to come before that. Music in general was now a means of escape form the world, which she needed so much. But still, when the strings get a little too tight…
It had to be the fact that her step-mom had tried so hard to make her into the perfect daughter, that she had felt the need to rebel. It's not like she went and shaved her head and began to deal drugs, but she has been known to throw some pretty wild parties. And it's often that you can find her with a joint or a drink in her hand, sometimes both. And let's not forget that little incident of nudity at the beach with some boys that were definitely not in her age range. But when she is put in the spotlight again, she seems perfectly polite and poised as any socialites step daughter should be. But still the bad things seem to show more than the good. Oh well, maybe Marie would have more luck with her own daughter Eloise, who everyone affectionately calls Turtle.
Her brother Wesley was the only one who kept her sane after he went off to college and returned every break with new meanings of life and stories to tell her. He had had sympathy for her, and it was that that she craved.
She was thrown into Hoffman, which seemed the most likely place for her to attend. Her music skills ((and her money)) are what got her in. Now she has to try and stay in, without doing something rather stupid to get herself expelled.
parents
Desmond Caswell- father; 51
Marie Caswell- step mother; 31
siblings
Wesley Caswell- half-brother; 18
Eloise "Turtle" Caswell- half sister; 6
{ am I losin' way too much
personality
[Outspoken]
A quality that tends to get Weston into heaps of trouble is her outspokenness. If she is feeling something, or has a certain opinion, she has no problem with voicing it. Usually her curt replies produce stammers, or even more curt replies. She loves to bring up controversial issues just for the sake of a good argument. She speaks without thinking about the outcomes and usually feels guilty or embarrassed right after she speaks her mind. Her habit of muttering lowly under her breath has also gotten her into messes with teachers and parents who think she has "an attitude problem". Whatever. She calls it honesty, and if you cannot handle the truth, you might as well not have said anything at all.
[Trust]
Weston may act as though she went through the numerous divorces with no problem at all. In fact though, she has trouble with trusting easily, especially adults. She fears that once she makes a friend they could easily abandon her as they did meet her. This is why she may come off as apprehensive or standoffish when you first meet her. It's also the reason why she tends to put up a wall and completely shut down whenever someone tries to get close to her, or in her head. She will literally shut down and just stare at you silently until the topic changes, or the person feels awkward enough to walk away.
[Passion]
Weston is a person who gets easily worked up over the littlest things. This is not to say that she is a drama queen, but if someone voices that they have a bad opinion about her, or if it makes it's way back to her, she will feel guilty and depressed for days on end until she tells a persona bout it, which usually never happens because she prefers to keep her problems to herself. Instead she buries herself in her music, her feelings and emotions pouring out over the notes in waves of anger love and sadness. She uses the cello as her voice instead of her real one. She likes being around people who have no problems telling how they feel, because she herself cannot. She smiles easily, she laughs easily, she cries easily. She is all over the place with her emotions as some of them are trying to leak from the cracks in the wall that she has placed around herself.
[Prove Your Worth]
It may have come from trying to be squeezed into a certain roll or trying to make everyone happy all at once, but Weston always feels as if she is trying to prove something to someone. When she was growing up she tried to please her step-mother by playing the part of a classy society daughter, going to parties and meeting people that she really did not want to. At the same time though, she tried to impress her friends by going out to wild parties and drinking and being an all out diva, just for them to see. She feels like she is always being pulled and all different sorts of directions and sometimes she just wants to scream and run away from it all.
[Heart on a Sleeve]
Boys. Men. Anything with a dangly part from their crotch…it's all more or less foreign to Weston. Maybe it is her need for some sort of commitment, since no one really ever has been in her life, or maybe she just needs that masculine figure in her life. She loves boys, no doubt about it, but she has gotten the reputation for being a bit of a tease. She loves flirting for the hell of it, but if a guy tries to take things too far, or cop a feel before the time is right she will spin on her heel and walk away. She tends to fall easily for a boy with a cute smile, or who says the right thing, and then will go through a whirl wind romance which usually ends in her heart being broken. She will try to come off as witty and sensual, usually failing miserably and stuttering or laughing at something not even funny. It can be cute though. She wants what every girl wants. She is rather against the Prince Charming thing though. All girls use that perfect boy as a model of what they want in life, and grow up trying to find the knight on a white horse. What you usually get is someone else, completely opposite of what you thought you wanted. But in the end, you realize that this person is what you may have been searching for all along. She likes flaws, they make things interesting. Personality is also much more important than looks. People may look at her and check her out, but it doesn't mean anything really. She'll be flattered but will not go off and think that the person is in love with her. She rather have some sort of emotional bond before hand.
likes
+Music
+More specifically her cello
+Good Movies
+Iced Tea
+Coffee
+Video Games
+Let's just make an all over category of boys
+Boys who can actually care an intellectual conversation without looking at her chest
+Baby's breath (the flower)
+Her sister Turtle
+Alcohol
+Laughter
+Italian Food
+Poetry
+Dancing in rain
+Late Nights
+Even Later mornings
+People who are down to earth
dislikes
-Bitchy Girls
-The sound of people eating
-Axe
-People who think that just because she's rich she is an airhead
-Shallowness
-Country Music
-Sexists
-Hangovers
-Labels
ambitions
• Find a soulmate
• Make Her step-mother proud
• Play in the Tran-Siberian Orchestra
• Tell someone how she actually feels for once
fears
-Losing Freedom
-Losing her reputation
-Clowns
{ my darling you look lovely
portrayed by? Sophia Bush
eyes Brown
hair Dark Brown
height 5'7
style
Weston has a certain kind of girl-next door beauty. She doesn't highlight her hair or wear too much makeup on a daily basis. She is naturally tan from all of those summers spent in the Hampton's or the Bahamas or other places where rich people migrate for the winter. She doesn't limit herself to a specific style, though she does find herself drawn to more expensive clothes. But she'll wear a t-shirt from old navy and jeans if it suits her fancy. She enjoys dressing up once in a while, but only then, because frankly it's a chore. But if we are talking on a day to day basis-she'll be in preppy clothes, favoring dark colors over light.
{ and I'm telling you why
your name Ary
age16
years of roleplay2
code sentence if you like pina coldas and getting caught in the rain
other Nada.
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Post by jagger nicholson on Jan 27, 2008 12:14:42 GMT -5
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