Post by emmalinewilliamson on Jan 6, 2011 18:10:26 GMT -5
[/font]Emmaline CassandraWilliamson!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Sarah or Kawaiimode . I am eighteen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for about seven years now and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have n/a on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by kawaiimode@yahoo.com.
Name: Emmaline Cassandra Williamson
Nickname: Emma or Em
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Member Group: Regular Student. Junior in high school.
Appearance: Emmaline has long brown – almost a chestnut brown – wavy hair that rests in the middle of her back. She almost always has it up in a bun, a ponytail or braids. On days that she is feeling just plain lazy, she will have it down. Her eyes are doe eyed – big and beautiful – but are a hazel green color that she finds strange and abnormal. She has always wanted brown eyes like her family, but instead she inherited green eyes. She has a square shaped face; her cheekbones and jaw are more pronounced than most. When she smiles it is quite endearing, but when she grins she thinks she looks like a blowfish. Her skin is usually pale, but when she blushes it turns a light pink color. She is about five foot and two inches and is about a hundred and ten pounds. Emmaline is a rather slender petite girl in general. Her style of clothing is generally pretty girly, consisting of skirts and frilly shirts along with at least five pairs of ballet flats. Occasionally, she will be lazy and wear jeans with a tank top but normally a person can see her walking around in a skirt or a dress.
Personality: If there was a word that could sum up what Emmaline is – a dreamer. She can normally be found daydreaming in different parts of the school with a sketchbook in hand; her expression glazed over with a smile on her face. Having always been interested in art, Emmaline believes that her best artwork comes from when she is dreaming. Her sketches are usually about the faeries, gods, goddesses, mermaids and the occasional fairy tale that her dreams are plagued with. She is very interested in the different mythologies throughout the world and oftentimes, after she has done with her homework, she will go to the library and start reading through the books. Right now, she is currently fixated on the Greek mythology. So now, most of the time that she daydreams she includes several of the gods and goddesses from that. She is a huge fan of Ares, Zeus, and Artemis at the moment, but her mind is constantly shifting and finding new things to incorporate into her artwork and dreams. Maybe soon, new gods and goddesses will interest her. One can never know with Emmaline.
Likes: - Rain
-Daydreaming
-Boys
-Bicycling
-Doing well in school
-Mythologies
-Watching Princess Bride over and over again
Dislikes: -Bullying
-Rudeness
-Laziness
-Failing
-Not having a boyfriend
-When reality gets shoved into her face
-Smoking
-Dissecting stuff
Mother: Shelley Rogers Williamson, 39, Nurse
Father: Andrew Leland Willamson, 46, Doctor
Siblings: - Nicolas Fredrick Willamson, 10, Fifth Grader
- Matthew Thomas "Tommy" Williamson, 8, Third grader
Pets: No
History: Emmaline was born to Shelley and Andrew Williamson. Both are her parents are usually busy since they both work in the medical field, so oftentimes she had to babysit her little brothers. It a lonely lifestyle, coming home from school to find that her parents wouldn’t be home until the next day and even then, they would only sleep until their next shift came up. That was how she began to start daydreaming, replacing her own reality with the real reality. Once she reached her eight grade year of middle school, Emmaline began researching schools that were different and would accept a student who was more interested in the arts and in coming up with theories than focusing on academia. Richmond has been one of her top choices. After sending in an application, all she could do was wait. A month before she graduated from middle school, she received a letter in the mail from Richmond inviting her to come attend their school. Unfortunately, her parents were not pleased. They wanted her to pursue a career in medicine just like they had and Richmond did not appear to be the school to help prep a student to pursue such a career. After negotiating with her parents, they all came up with a compromise – Emmaline could attend Richmond so long as she maintained a 4.0 gpa. Now she is happily attending Richmond while building up her art portfolio. The day that she tells her parents what she wants is to become an artist is drawing near. Will she be taken out of Richmond for her future career choices or will she stay and do as her parents want her to do? Time will tell.
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Roleplay Post
It was long time for her to take a break and go riding. The growing pressure that was being placed on Maeve by her mother was becoming harder for to deal with. She was trying her hardest not to cut up her hands again before returning home, but it was getting rather difficult to resist the temptation that was building up inside her. The fact that her father had told her not to continue the miniscule cries of help and to break the nasty habit before she got home was grating on her nerves. Meanwhile, the inner desire to go riding and to release energy was strong inside of her. "It doesn't appear to be too comfy looking out there today." Maeve whispered groggily; her gaze slightly hazy as she stared half asleep out the window next to her bed. Snow was falling from the sky, blanketing the ground with its whiteness. She ran a small scarred up hand through her unruly scarlet red curls as she contemplated whether or not she should go out.
On one hand, Maeve did not mind the cold. She lived in the coldest part of Ireland so it truly did not bother her. On the other hand there was the chance that she would injure herself and her horse if she did go riding. After a couple of minutes of weighing the pros and cons, Maeve made up her mind. She needed something that would wear her out so that she would not fixate on the bad. With grace she hopped down from the bed and sleepily began to get dressed. Today would be one of the rare days that she would wear pants. Another several minutes went by before Maeve was ready to go.
Maeve was dress in a pair of long black skin tight jeans and a black turtleneck that clung to her chest like a second skin. It was rather hard to find shirts that didn't cling onto that particular part of her anatomy, but it was comfortable enough for her to wear. The only colorful item of clothing that she was wearing was her bright neon blue snow boots. They made it so much easier to walk through the snow especially since she hated it when her feet got wet. As always Maeve wore her signature black leather gloves and she also wore her hair in two long braids. It was the only way to keep her hair out of her face when she began to ride. The last item that she had on was a large bulky black sweater because she knew she would get cold. "Okie dokie. Time to get going."
The time it took to get down the Ravenclaw Tower all the way to the very beginning of the school grounds was rather long. Lucky for her though that it was early in the morning since barely anyone was up. Last thing she needed was someone to stop her to ask her for help on homework. Now that Maeve was outside a rare smile adorned her face before she began to trudge through the snow towards the stables. Hopefully today would go smoothly. Very few people hung out by the stables so the chance of her running into someone today was rather slim.
On one hand, Maeve did not mind the cold. She lived in the coldest part of Ireland so it truly did not bother her. On the other hand there was the chance that she would injure herself and her horse if she did go riding. After a couple of minutes of weighing the pros and cons, Maeve made up her mind. She needed something that would wear her out so that she would not fixate on the bad. With grace she hopped down from the bed and sleepily began to get dressed. Today would be one of the rare days that she would wear pants. Another several minutes went by before Maeve was ready to go.
Maeve was dress in a pair of long black skin tight jeans and a black turtleneck that clung to her chest like a second skin. It was rather hard to find shirts that didn't cling onto that particular part of her anatomy, but it was comfortable enough for her to wear. The only colorful item of clothing that she was wearing was her bright neon blue snow boots. They made it so much easier to walk through the snow especially since she hated it when her feet got wet. As always Maeve wore her signature black leather gloves and she also wore her hair in two long braids. It was the only way to keep her hair out of her face when she began to ride. The last item that she had on was a large bulky black sweater because she knew she would get cold. "Okie dokie. Time to get going."
The time it took to get down the Ravenclaw Tower all the way to the very beginning of the school grounds was rather long. Lucky for her though that it was early in the morning since barely anyone was up. Last thing she needed was someone to stop her to ask her for help on homework. Now that Maeve was outside a rare smile adorned her face before she began to trudge through the snow towards the stables. Hopefully today would go smoothly. Very few people hung out by the stables so the chance of her running into someone today was rather slim.
- Maeve Sheehan from Wizarding Realm[/blockquote][/blockquote][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]
