Sophie Janette LaRose
Aug 26, 2010 14:57:05 GMT -5
Post by Sophie LaRose on Aug 26, 2010 14:57:05 GMT -5
YOURSELF
NAME
Marie T
AGE
18
GENDER
female
CHARACTER
NAME
Sophie Janette LaRose
AGE AND GRADE
Seventeen / Junior
GENDER
female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
straight
TALENT
music
LOOK-A-LIKE
Victoria Justice – Pic 1,Pic 2, Pic 3, Pic 4
PERSONALITY
Sophie is driven by her music. Nothing fuels her more than a good piece of classical piano music to play and she knows exactly how to make it sing. The one thing she has been sure of her whole life is that she has a talent for the piano and she will accomplish great things with that talent.
So used to being thrown around in her younger years because of her developing admiration and passion for music, Sophie has developed a defensive streak that still resurfaces in times when other students criticize her work. When people begin doubting her that is when she begins taking things to the next level, refusing to be defeated or torn down by anyone. As a result, she can become pushy, nagging whoever teased her to no end until they truly become appreciative of her work.
Aside from her bad quality, Sophie always has a smile on her face and cannot refrain from seeing the positive outcome on any situation. If someone is down in the dumps about a performance or piece of work they can’t get right, Sophie just waves her magic wand and it all goes away. Her uncanny ability to do so has confused many people, unable to understand how someone could be so positive all the time. Well, it also has surprised Sophie. Being positive all the time (which only seems that way to people outside of her nuclear family) definitely is very hard. When she herself fails at something, it is truly hard to remain upbeat and positive through her struggle.
With one swift motion, Sophie is able to turn any situation upside down and around. This causes her to bring it around into her favor and leave the other person shocked and breathless from the fight. Sophie is able to fight fire with fire, and does it very well. No one messes with her and gets away without a few scrapes and bruises.
APPEARANCE
Anyone can see that Sophie is beautiful. Her long, brunette hair is well taken care of, Sophie being able to style her hair once and not repeating the style for two months. Her best features are her eyes. Chocolate brown in color, they hold a sparkle in them which captivates the unaware. They are soft and inviting but hold a fire in them that makes onlookers second-guess their intentions, whether good or bad.
Her olive skin and tall, skinny body provide a perfect palate for simplicity. Sophie relishes in the fact that she can wear anything and look excellent in it. This is something she takes advantage of day in and day out, frolicking in the wonderful feel of clothing. Her clothing choices are always very chic and fashionable, adoring the latest fashion. She manages also to wear comfortable and casual clothing, unless the event permits otherwise, and always looks good in it.
Accessories never cease to be absent. Whether a necklace, earrings, scarf, hat, ring or a combination is seen, she is never too far behind. Anywhere Sophie can find an accessory, she will buy it, no matter the price. All in all, she loves to flash her wardrobe.
HISTORY
Life has been pleasant to Sophie over her seventeen years of life. It is safe to say that no tragedy has befallen her. No deaths in her family have occurred. She has never gotten in an accident. There have been no reports of abuse, violence, drugs and/or alcohol in her life. Pretty perfect right? Correct. But all things too good to be true always have something negative involved with them and this is no exception.
The circumstances of her birth are shrouded in darkness, faded nearly until they are unrecognizable. The only thing holding this memory intact in her nuclear family is the fact that the government has never let it go.
Many don’t know – including Sophie – but she came out with another sibling. Yes, Sophie had a twin, had being the key word in this tale. Sophie’s father, biological father actually, joined a secret branch of the military, the kind which are “if I told you I’d have to kill you.” And the day Sophie came into the world, her father couldn’t be there, to see his baby girls.
As they were brought home, all hell broke loose between the newly appointed mother and the father. They screamed at each other, forcing the household into pandemonium. They argued for hours, long after the twins had cried themselves hoarse. And the point of the argument? Well, Sophie’s father had been issued an order to hand the children over to the government once they had been born.
Terror racing through Sophie’s mother, she neglected to realize that her husband actually planned to run from the government – a very hard thing to do – in order to keep his family safe. After calming down and realizing just that, the family spent thirteen years in hiding, living in another country. Up until only ten years ago were they able to come out of hiding – the girls not knowing their family was in hiding – and move back to the states only because of one organization’s promise to hide their existence from the government until everything could be sorted out.
All this hubbub is something Sophie’s parents never told her and her sister in fear that it could backfire on them.
ROLE PLAYING SAMPLE
It’s strange to think how silly a misunderstanding can be and how it can escalate into a much bigger and drastic situation. The time I spent wallowing in my own self pity and anger towards Bannack’s innocent unknowingness were, as I came to realize late that night, wasted months to say the least.
Wasting those precious months just because of my own stupidity and selfishness was immature on my part, especially coming from me. I never saw myself returning to the foolish actions I took freshman year, which drove a peg into Bannack’s friendship and mine. I held the hammer that pounded it in deep and now, I had pounded it in deeper than ever before as I picked up my selfishness right where I had left off after Bannack moved. It wasn’t at the heart. At least, not yet and our friendship, or what is left of it, hasn’t died.
But even still, Bannack did have a part in it also. Freshman year, he had gotten angry with me but he wasn’t angry now. Was he more mature than I was, unfortunately? Or did he simply come to realize that getting angry never solves anything? I had to realize that the hard way.
That peg, the one driven into the friendship by my own hand, is now stuck good and tight and I’m left to tear it out. But the questions that remain are…how long will that take? And will it heal over?
Guess only time will tell. And that is exactly what I need. Perhaps my spontaneous answer wasn’t so spontaneous after all. Perhaps there was purpose behind it. Purpose that, I myself could not foresee.
All I could do, after returning home from school was to hide myself up in my room. I still needed to digest everything that happened and what didn’t happen. It all had happened so fast and I still wonder why exactly I had been so angry. I had blamed all of my anger on Bannack but why? Why would I do something like that? I was supposed to be a friend to Bannack after he returned home. But here’s the thing, I never expected him to move back to Washington State. I thought that he had moved for good and I never would see him again.
To narrow the perplexing matter of my anger down to the bare minimum, I had to perform some difficult thinking processes. And for this, I locked myself in my room, trying to block out all noise.
I began to pace, trying to think clearly. For hours I remained in my room, ignoring my dad’s concerned knockings on my door. After a while, they stopped and I was left alone, once again, with no one to bother me. Once dad yelled up the stairs something about a movie with Finn then dinner and I gave a reply but that was the extent of association with family.
I was angry, not at Bannack but because there was no one beside me to comfort me when I needed it the most. There was dad but he could only give so much. Finn didn’t want anything to do with me anyway so her comfort was nothing. It was wrong of me to blame everything on Bannack when he had no idea of the tragic events which had transpired until dad told him.
Now I had to decide how much space I wanted. Being so cold toward Bannack for months called for quite a bit of warming up on my part. I couldn’t just jump into a new friendship right away; it would take me awhile, no matter how much Bannack wanted it not to take forever. And I also had to include the fact that we hadn’t been in communications with one another at all for two years. Being apart from someone that long needed gentle care.
I exhaled loudly, sitting heavily down on my bed, twisting my phone in my hand nervously. I stared out my window at the other houses on the street, wondering if the occupants ever had to go through something like I was dealing with. The exact same situation was impossible to experience twice but there had to be someone who had experienced something similar.
It didn’t matter anyway. I wasn’t about to waltz over to a random house and ask for pointers. No, I was all alone on this.
“Why don’t we start over?”
Bannack’s words echoed in my head as I laid it down on my pillow, staring at the ceiling.
“We can’t start over Bannack. It’s just not possible,” I answered his words, talking into the silence. That’s what I should have said but I didn’t because he already looked sad. I couldn’t bring myself to hurt him more.
The thing I needed the most was someone to talk to. I needed to vent and figure things out but I couldn’t do that unless someone was willing. The only person I could talk to was Tia but would she tell?
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[/size]NAME
Marie T
AGE
18
GENDER
female
CHARACTER
NAME
Sophie Janette LaRose
AGE AND GRADE
Seventeen / Junior
GENDER
female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
straight
TALENT
music
LOOK-A-LIKE
Victoria Justice – Pic 1,Pic 2, Pic 3, Pic 4
PERSONALITY
Sophie is driven by her music. Nothing fuels her more than a good piece of classical piano music to play and she knows exactly how to make it sing. The one thing she has been sure of her whole life is that she has a talent for the piano and she will accomplish great things with that talent.
So used to being thrown around in her younger years because of her developing admiration and passion for music, Sophie has developed a defensive streak that still resurfaces in times when other students criticize her work. When people begin doubting her that is when she begins taking things to the next level, refusing to be defeated or torn down by anyone. As a result, she can become pushy, nagging whoever teased her to no end until they truly become appreciative of her work.
Aside from her bad quality, Sophie always has a smile on her face and cannot refrain from seeing the positive outcome on any situation. If someone is down in the dumps about a performance or piece of work they can’t get right, Sophie just waves her magic wand and it all goes away. Her uncanny ability to do so has confused many people, unable to understand how someone could be so positive all the time. Well, it also has surprised Sophie. Being positive all the time (which only seems that way to people outside of her nuclear family) definitely is very hard. When she herself fails at something, it is truly hard to remain upbeat and positive through her struggle.
With one swift motion, Sophie is able to turn any situation upside down and around. This causes her to bring it around into her favor and leave the other person shocked and breathless from the fight. Sophie is able to fight fire with fire, and does it very well. No one messes with her and gets away without a few scrapes and bruises.
APPEARANCE
Anyone can see that Sophie is beautiful. Her long, brunette hair is well taken care of, Sophie being able to style her hair once and not repeating the style for two months. Her best features are her eyes. Chocolate brown in color, they hold a sparkle in them which captivates the unaware. They are soft and inviting but hold a fire in them that makes onlookers second-guess their intentions, whether good or bad.
Her olive skin and tall, skinny body provide a perfect palate for simplicity. Sophie relishes in the fact that she can wear anything and look excellent in it. This is something she takes advantage of day in and day out, frolicking in the wonderful feel of clothing. Her clothing choices are always very chic and fashionable, adoring the latest fashion. She manages also to wear comfortable and casual clothing, unless the event permits otherwise, and always looks good in it.
Accessories never cease to be absent. Whether a necklace, earrings, scarf, hat, ring or a combination is seen, she is never too far behind. Anywhere Sophie can find an accessory, she will buy it, no matter the price. All in all, she loves to flash her wardrobe.
HISTORY
Life has been pleasant to Sophie over her seventeen years of life. It is safe to say that no tragedy has befallen her. No deaths in her family have occurred. She has never gotten in an accident. There have been no reports of abuse, violence, drugs and/or alcohol in her life. Pretty perfect right? Correct. But all things too good to be true always have something negative involved with them and this is no exception.
The circumstances of her birth are shrouded in darkness, faded nearly until they are unrecognizable. The only thing holding this memory intact in her nuclear family is the fact that the government has never let it go.
Many don’t know – including Sophie – but she came out with another sibling. Yes, Sophie had a twin, had being the key word in this tale. Sophie’s father, biological father actually, joined a secret branch of the military, the kind which are “if I told you I’d have to kill you.” And the day Sophie came into the world, her father couldn’t be there, to see his baby girls.
As they were brought home, all hell broke loose between the newly appointed mother and the father. They screamed at each other, forcing the household into pandemonium. They argued for hours, long after the twins had cried themselves hoarse. And the point of the argument? Well, Sophie’s father had been issued an order to hand the children over to the government once they had been born.
Terror racing through Sophie’s mother, she neglected to realize that her husband actually planned to run from the government – a very hard thing to do – in order to keep his family safe. After calming down and realizing just that, the family spent thirteen years in hiding, living in another country. Up until only ten years ago were they able to come out of hiding – the girls not knowing their family was in hiding – and move back to the states only because of one organization’s promise to hide their existence from the government until everything could be sorted out.
All this hubbub is something Sophie’s parents never told her and her sister in fear that it could backfire on them.
ROLE PLAYING SAMPLE
It’s strange to think how silly a misunderstanding can be and how it can escalate into a much bigger and drastic situation. The time I spent wallowing in my own self pity and anger towards Bannack’s innocent unknowingness were, as I came to realize late that night, wasted months to say the least.
Wasting those precious months just because of my own stupidity and selfishness was immature on my part, especially coming from me. I never saw myself returning to the foolish actions I took freshman year, which drove a peg into Bannack’s friendship and mine. I held the hammer that pounded it in deep and now, I had pounded it in deeper than ever before as I picked up my selfishness right where I had left off after Bannack moved. It wasn’t at the heart. At least, not yet and our friendship, or what is left of it, hasn’t died.
But even still, Bannack did have a part in it also. Freshman year, he had gotten angry with me but he wasn’t angry now. Was he more mature than I was, unfortunately? Or did he simply come to realize that getting angry never solves anything? I had to realize that the hard way.
That peg, the one driven into the friendship by my own hand, is now stuck good and tight and I’m left to tear it out. But the questions that remain are…how long will that take? And will it heal over?
Guess only time will tell. And that is exactly what I need. Perhaps my spontaneous answer wasn’t so spontaneous after all. Perhaps there was purpose behind it. Purpose that, I myself could not foresee.
All I could do, after returning home from school was to hide myself up in my room. I still needed to digest everything that happened and what didn’t happen. It all had happened so fast and I still wonder why exactly I had been so angry. I had blamed all of my anger on Bannack but why? Why would I do something like that? I was supposed to be a friend to Bannack after he returned home. But here’s the thing, I never expected him to move back to Washington State. I thought that he had moved for good and I never would see him again.
To narrow the perplexing matter of my anger down to the bare minimum, I had to perform some difficult thinking processes. And for this, I locked myself in my room, trying to block out all noise.
I began to pace, trying to think clearly. For hours I remained in my room, ignoring my dad’s concerned knockings on my door. After a while, they stopped and I was left alone, once again, with no one to bother me. Once dad yelled up the stairs something about a movie with Finn then dinner and I gave a reply but that was the extent of association with family.
I was angry, not at Bannack but because there was no one beside me to comfort me when I needed it the most. There was dad but he could only give so much. Finn didn’t want anything to do with me anyway so her comfort was nothing. It was wrong of me to blame everything on Bannack when he had no idea of the tragic events which had transpired until dad told him.
Now I had to decide how much space I wanted. Being so cold toward Bannack for months called for quite a bit of warming up on my part. I couldn’t just jump into a new friendship right away; it would take me awhile, no matter how much Bannack wanted it not to take forever. And I also had to include the fact that we hadn’t been in communications with one another at all for two years. Being apart from someone that long needed gentle care.
I exhaled loudly, sitting heavily down on my bed, twisting my phone in my hand nervously. I stared out my window at the other houses on the street, wondering if the occupants ever had to go through something like I was dealing with. The exact same situation was impossible to experience twice but there had to be someone who had experienced something similar.
It didn’t matter anyway. I wasn’t about to waltz over to a random house and ask for pointers. No, I was all alone on this.
“Why don’t we start over?”
Bannack’s words echoed in my head as I laid it down on my pillow, staring at the ceiling.
“We can’t start over Bannack. It’s just not possible,” I answered his words, talking into the silence. That’s what I should have said but I didn’t because he already looked sad. I couldn’t bring myself to hurt him more.
The thing I needed the most was someone to talk to. I needed to vent and figure things out but I couldn’t do that unless someone was willing. The only person I could talk to was Tia but would she tell?
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