Koniezky, Connie Anne

[kacie]

CONNIEANNEKONIEZKY!?

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Hey! I go by kacie. I am sixteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for 'bout four years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no other characters on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by pm'ing me, or ask for my AIM.

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Name: connie anne koniezky
Nickname: con, con artist
Age: eightteen
Gender: female
Sexuality: bisexual.
Member Group: demigod freshman, daughter of Hermes.
Appearance: Connie is about 5 feet, 5 inches tall. She has pale skin, and lots of freckles all over her body. Her hair is black, with a layer of bleach blonde ontop, and is about down to her elbows in length. She has her bottom lip pierced on her left side. Her eyes vary, from a light green to a hazelnut-brown color, depending on the light. Usually she wears black- but she likes bright neon colors that stick out. She always has on a charm necklace that she's had forever, and usually something hellokitty.
Personality: Connie is, in one word, a bitch. She has her group of friends who she is nice to, but if you're not included in that, don't expect to get royal treatment. Sarcasm is her way of putting people down and to basically just amuse herself. If you muraculously somehow get in her good graces, then she can be the most loyal and fun friend to be around. She'll be the sweetest girl, almost little-girl like, and will seem to worship the ground you walk on. But until then- keep dreaming. If you're on her bad side, she'll first completely ignore you. If you mess around with her emotions, Connie has no problem with fighting someone. She can be a snake, decieving anyone and saying whatever you want to hear just to get what she wants. That's where the nickname "Con Artist" came from- her lieing instinct that comes naturally.
Likes: Hello kitty, making fun of people, shopping, neon colors, eating, drawing, cute stuffed animals, money(who doesn't?), her car, driving way over the speed limit, sarcasm, track & just running in general, sports, working out, being with her friends, stealing, partying, Skelanimals, zebra stripes, cupcakes, KoolAid, her gray fuzzy boots, lipgloss, black eyeliner, her charm necklace, boys, girls, doing it, flirting in general, decieving people, getting what she wants, chaos, a competition, winning, her hair straightener, hair dye, hot showers, hot showers with other people (xD), hairspray and hair products.
Dislikes: spiders, the dark, when people call her "emo", not being in control, not getting what she wants, overly preppy girls, children of Themis, laws & rules, losing, criticism, deep dark water, sunburns, getting speeding tickets.. (-__-), doing schoolwork, not getting away with doing something bad, people trying to tell her what to do, suck-ups, being alone, feeling sad, having nothing to do and being bored, running out of hair products.

Mother: Ava Lee Koniezky, 42, waitress
Father: Hermes, ageless, busy being a God
Siblings: siblings with the same mother: none. Siblings with same father: unsure.
Pets: Three snakes: a large 4 1/2 foot python who is named Scales. A smaller 2 foot baby python named Jaden. And an even smaller 1 foot one named Crumbles

History: Connie was born just outside of the city of Brooklyn, New York. She lived in a small apartment with her mom, and was lonely since she was an only child. Her mom was extremely religious, and hardly ever let her play with other kids, and she was forbidden to go into the city because her mother deemed it as 'the Unholy Land'. For most of her childhood, she would stay in her room and play with her dolls or go in their small backyard and play on the swingset. It made a very uneventful childhood. And, naturally, when you're told not to do something, you do it, right? Connie started sneaking out of her room when she was about 12 to go into the city. She met up with some bad people, mostly men who were gang-affiliated, and would drink and smoke and just do things that she knew she wasn't supposed to. She started wearing heavy black makeup and dying her hair jet-black when she was about fourtteen, against her parents wishes. There was one night when she was about sixteen, she was walking the streets of Brooklyn, and she decided to stop for some McDonalds on the way home. Inside was where she met her future boyfriend, Cori. They started dating- also against her moms wishes- and would constantly hang out. Until she got pregnant. When she confessed to her mother, she immediatley forced her to get an abortion, even thought the two sixteen year olds wanted to keep it. That basically started a whole chain of events, and Con kept acting up until her mom decided to sent her to a "special school", she told her. Then her mother continued to tell her of her father (whom Connie had never known) and about her so-called powers. Connie didn't beleive one word, until she was forced to get on the plane to California, and leave Cori and her home and every thing she loved..

Code Word: -edited out by mod-

Roleplay Post

Scarlett lounged on her tiny twin bed, absent mindedly rubbing her fingers on her pink silk sheets. It felt wonderful on your skin- especially when you're naked. She looked out the window and longed to leave the confinement of this cell. She quickly jumped up, now motivated, and got dressed. It was rather chilly out today, she thought. So instead of her normal revealing, eye popping, slutty clothes she usually wore, she put on black skinny jeans with hot pink high heels and a white shirt. Putting on her belt, she inspected her jacket choices. Finally, she decided on a red and pink jacket and quickly did her makeup and left. Scar left her room, and went outside.

The icy breeze whipped through her dark hair as she thought of what to do today. She decided to just walk around the grounds; explore alittle. She hastily shoved her hands into her jacket pocket, feeling the numbing sting that the cold mercilessly delivered. Realizing she's never been to some parts of the asylum, she went back inside to visit several recreational rooms she had never entered. Her first stop was the art room. Scarlett used to be a dancer when she was little.. but she stopped around age nine. She hadn't been near a stage since. Memories flooded back as she thought about it. As she made her way down the hallway, she put her iPod earbuds in her ears, and turned the music up. She started dancing slightly as she walked, moving to the music.

It was funny how the littlest things inspired her when she was being "herself". Scar was humming the words to the song as she opened the door to the art room. She expected the room to be empty. Who actually did any of these recreational stuff? But when she looked up, she noticed a lady. It made her jump, and she laughed startledly and put her hand on her chest, which was now rapidly moving as her heartbeat went insane.. Ha-ha.. Mental asylum- insane- what a pun. She pulled her earbuds out of her ears and gave the lady a pearly white grin as she approached her.

"I didn't expect anyone to be here," she said, looking over the woman as she usually did when she saw people. "Are you the teacher?" Scar questioned curiously. It was a wonder how much of a kind people-person she could be when she took her meds and was being "herself." Her attention wandered, as it usually did, as she looked around to inspect this new room. It was obviously an art room. Not a very high-end art room, but it had some basic supplies. Scarlett loves the artsy stuff, like drawing and just making things. She was very good with her hands, and there was about fourty percent of the asylum's men population who could back her up on that.

"word count" about 500 w/o codes.
"muse at the moment" 5/10- so halfff.
"her outfit" pics at the top of the post.
"lyrics @ top" "i kissed a girl" by katy perry
"music right now" "jar of hearts" by christina perry
"notes" - - - lmao, shes sucha' SLUT. xD

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[Semper Capone]

a c c e p t e d :)

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