Stephanie Upton
Jun 26, 2010 14:00:43 GMT -5
Post by Stephanie Medawar on Jun 26, 2010 14:00:43 GMT -5
YOURSELF
NAME
Marie
AGE
--
GENDER
--
CHARACTER
NAME
Stephanie Desiree Upton
AGE AND GRADE
Sixteen / Sophomore
GENDER
Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Straight
TALENT
Vocal
LOOK-A-LIKE
Amanda Seyfried
PERSONALITY
Stephanie is a quiet, sweet, self sacrificing type of girl. She's always there for others, and usually put their needs before her own because she believes that's the right thing to do. She's not lacking in self confidence, nor is she doubtful of her own self worth, but it's just in her beliefs that helping others should be what comes first, and she mostly does it within her church. Her faith is very strong, but she's an extremely open minded girl. She believes that God made all human beings as equals, and so she doesn't believe anyone can be better than someone else, no matter their age, gender, race or even sexual orientation. She is still, of course, very respectful of her elders, but acting respectfully does not mean she really respects someone - people who don't deserve respect in any fashion do not get hers any more easily than they get someone else, and she thinks that people who can't show respect to others don't deserve it back. Still, she's always willing to give a second chance to anyone and everyone, and even sometimes a third or fourth or fifth and so on. Grudges and vindictiveness are not things that even remotely touch her heart.
She always tries to influence other people for good, without ever making it seem like what they're doing and what they believe in is wrong. In her mind, there's some good in everybody, and she's willing to look for it. She's a very bright, cheerful type of girl, though she doesn't necessarily show it outwardly, feels it more on the inside, but her optimism shines through her personality and often affects the people she gets close to. She's been called unrealistic more than once, but she doesn't believe that being optimistic must mean she's unrealistic. In spite of her appearance that make her seem like a bit more of a delicate girl, she's a very hard working girl, as much physically as in academics. She doesn't shy away from hard labor when she helps other, never the type to reach for the lightest box or the easiest task. She'd rather go for the most complicated so that someone else won't be stuck with it. She's wise beyond her age, knows that not all that glitters is gold, and though she is very trustful of others, she is not stupid either.
She's never had a boyfriend and never really found much interest in having one either. There's a certain innocence in her when it comes to guys, too, since she'd had no experience with them ever, except as a five year old when a boy in kindergarten tried to kiss her and was told off by her teacher. Relationships at her age just don't seem to be something of much interest to her - she feels too many teenagers are only trying to get together so they can have fun and mess around, have sex and then break up to go and find somebody else to repeat it with, and that's definitely not something that has any sort of appeal to her. She's more than content with the idea of waiting until she's out of high school to date.
APPEARANCE
Stephanie takes most of her appearance from her mother - long, flowy blonde hair that was never once altered by any sort of hair product such as dye or highlights or anything of the sorts, and bright blue-green eyes that are surrounded by long black lashes. She's rather small, standing at only five feet and three inches, but her slim body makes her look taller when she's standing by herself and not next to someone else who would tower over her. She has a soft creamy skin with naturally slightly blushed cheeks that are dimpled when her pink lips spread into a smile. Her features are delicate, giving her a very girlish and sweet look that contrast slightly with the more womanly curves of her body, but her overall looks give her a very innocent, sweet kind of appearance.
Her dressing style is very simple. She doesn't really like dressing up, and she doesn't have money to waste on brand names and expensive clothing. She buys what she feels comfortable in, and a lot of times that ends up being a pair of jeans and a plain shirt, or plainer still t-shirt. She seems to have a collection of oversized plaid button down shirts, which she keeps for several types of more physical work - painting, moving boxes, and so on. She doesn't wear heels, usually contents herself with simple flats or even just with sneakers, as long as she doesn't get blisters at the end of the day. She doesn't accessorize, and doesn't even seem to be aware that such a thing exists - the only type of jewelry she wears is a ring and a bracelet with the name Desiree engraved on it, both of which used to belong to her mother. As for makeup, it has never touched her skin for she finds it completely unecessary.
HISTORY
Gary Wilson had been friends with Dallas Upton since their freshman year of high school, but he was twenty one when he met the other guy's sister, Desiree. The two of them started out as friends as well, now that Dallas had himself a wife and wanted to start a family and had big projects of his own, which Gary was often happy to help with, himself having started to work as a construction worker, but still, they were at different places in their lives, and Gary didn't want to get in the middle of it too much. Besides, he was more than happy, hanging out with Desiree - the girl was only sixteen then, but they grew closer as she grew older, and by the time she was nineteen they had fallen in love. Gary was a bit of the silent, quiet type, a bit broody at time even, and he wasn't good with girls - it was Desiree who made the first move soon after she turned nineteen, and they started their relationship together. On her twentieth birthday, he proposed to her, and two year later they were married - Gary had wanted to make sure he'd be able to provide for his wife, and so he'd waited until he got a good job that payed well, a stable job too, which wasn't necessarily something easy to achieve as a construction worker.
They both wanted children, a family, but they decided not to do so so early in their marriage. Desiree took care of her nieces and nephews a lot, and helped out with her brother and sister-in-law's farm whenever she could, usually working in the kitchen with Destiny, making pies and preserves for the small stand the couple kept to sell some of their products that they didn't send out to bigger food companies. They were a busy couple, but they were happy, improving their love nest every year and saving money for a comfortable future, especially for when they'd start having kids. They didn't really want many of them, though they both loved children, hence why they had no problem waiting. When Desiree turned twenty four, though, she started feeling a stronger yearning for a family, and they decided that they were ready to try having kids. It took a bit over a year before Desiree finally got pregnant, and they were both overjoyed with the news. On the fourth month of her pregnancy, Desiree woke up to find blood on the bed, and she was rushed to the hospital - thankfully enough, the baby was safe, but she was told that she needed to rest and do as little work as possible for the remainder of her pregnancy, both for hers and the baby's safety. She spent most of the following five months in bed, knitting baby clothes and embroiding small blankets and dresses, happily planning everything that had to be planned with her husband.
In the evening of October 14th, 1994, she was brought to the hospital in labor, and she was immediately transferred to an emergency delivery room. The delivery was long and strenuous, and a white faced man waited for news in the waiting area as the woman he loved suffered through child birth. It was almost night again, on the 15th of October, when a sober faced doctor approached Gary to inform him that he was now the father of a healthy, rosy baby girl, but that a price had been payed for the child's birth - the mother had died of complications during the delivery. At that moment, something broke inside Gary, and he took his baby girl home - Stephanie Desiree Upton, for he'd decided the small girl would have her mother's name - with him when she was ready to leave the hospital only to pack his belongings. He put the house he'd built for him and his bride up for sale and rented another one in Little Rock, Arkansas. His car was filled with boxes and suitcases when he attended his wife's funerals, and as soon as she was buried, he was on the road. There he lived without ever sending news to anyone of his family or Desiree's, taking care of nobody, not even himself, but Stephanie. To him, she was the only thing he had left in the world.
When Stephanie was ten, Gary had an accident while out on a job. He fell from the roof of a one story house, and thankfully was only wounded and not killed, but without any coverage he had to go on an unpaid leave of absence while his broken knee and arm healed. His arm recovered fine, but it was found that his other injuries gave him a harder time, and he found himself unable to do much very physical work or to stand for very long without something to lean on, and he had to quit his job. Knowing he'd soon be unable to pay for the rental of the house they currently lived in, he looked for a cheaper place, and found a little house that resembled more a cabin in Woodson, Arkansas, where he moved with Stephanie. Now only dependant on his monthly social aid check, he truly had hit rock bottom, and let himself go even more than he already had. But Stephanie, in spite of the environment in which she had been brought up, which wasn't exactly the best for a child, had received at least the lesson of love, and at that point she was old enough to care for her father and the house, which she did without resentment or anger or even disappointment of who her father was. She loved him dearly, and she knew his life hadn't been easy - she wanted to make it as pleasant as she could for him now. Besides, he'd always been a good, caring father for her, and he'd always tried to make sure she would have a good upbringing and a good education, scholarly as much as morally.
She never minded that the other girls at school seemed to have better clothes than her and always carried around cell phone and makeup, those weren't things she found herself interested in anyway, and envy was not something that was present in her heart anyway. The one thing she always loved most was when she found herself singing in church on Sundays, with the choir, or any other place for that matter. Singing was one of the things that brought her closer to her mother she felt - in his good moods, her dad had always told her about how her voice was just the same as her mom's, sweet and clear and strong for someone who sometimes seemed so frail. Singing always made her feel better when she was sad, calmed her down when she felt upset, and it made housework and schoolwork seem more entertaining. When she turned twelve, her father - seeing her appreciation of music, though it was mostly as a vocalist - brought out a guitar he'd played himself while Desiree was still alive and which had been packed up with the rest of his belongings but never taken out, and gave it to her. She started carrying it around practically everywhere she went, and it was obvious that she had a certain gift when it came to music, though her voice remained the strongest aspect of that gift.
When she was a bit past thirteen, her pastor's wife came up to her and asked her if she would like to perfect her skills even more. Stephanie, believing she meant to give her a few tips, eagerly said that she would, but she was rather surprised when, instead of the advices she'd expected, she received a booklet to a certain school in Kansas City, Missouri. She didn't think much of it, brought it home with her and left it on her desk where it was forgotten, but the next day when her father found it and called her over to discuss it, she wasn't too sure what she thought of the idea. She'd meant to say she had no interest at all, but reading all the information about it with him was almost like an opportunity she simply couldn't pass. She still denied having any intention to apply, claiming that she didn't want to leave him alone, that she couldn't leave him alone, and that she didn't want to go away. Those words, though meant as a way to say she did not want to leave her father, came as a blow to Gary, and for a few months he simply couldn't get over them. They were a wake up call to him - was he such a selfish, lousy father that his daughter felt she couldn't achieve more and reach higher because she had to keep on taking care of him? That was almost a heartbreak to him, to think that his teenage daughter seemed to think it was a duty to take care of him, and that she needed to prioritize it over her own life.
She'd just started on her freshman year at a nearby public high school when he sent out an application for her - he'd arranged it with their pastor's wife, who had recorded Stephanie's singing, claiming it was for a CD they would give out thorough the congregation and which many members were taking part in. It was almost November when a letter came by, and Stephanie was shocked as she read an acceptance letter for her application to Gordon Parks' Academy for the Arts, starting August 2010 for her Sophomore year, and that she would be given a yearly scholarship to start out, to be given again the following year if her grades and performance were satisfactory. At first she still refused to go, but her father put his foot down, and in the end, they came to the agreement that she would go, and if she still felt she must come back, she would not be forced to go back, and when the day came, after teary goodbyes, she got on the bus to Kansas City, Missouri, to start off a completely new experience.
[/size]NAME
Marie
AGE
--
GENDER
--
CHARACTER
NAME
Stephanie Desiree Upton
AGE AND GRADE
Sixteen / Sophomore
GENDER
Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION
Straight
TALENT
Vocal
LOOK-A-LIKE
Amanda Seyfried
PERSONALITY
Stephanie is a quiet, sweet, self sacrificing type of girl. She's always there for others, and usually put their needs before her own because she believes that's the right thing to do. She's not lacking in self confidence, nor is she doubtful of her own self worth, but it's just in her beliefs that helping others should be what comes first, and she mostly does it within her church. Her faith is very strong, but she's an extremely open minded girl. She believes that God made all human beings as equals, and so she doesn't believe anyone can be better than someone else, no matter their age, gender, race or even sexual orientation. She is still, of course, very respectful of her elders, but acting respectfully does not mean she really respects someone - people who don't deserve respect in any fashion do not get hers any more easily than they get someone else, and she thinks that people who can't show respect to others don't deserve it back. Still, she's always willing to give a second chance to anyone and everyone, and even sometimes a third or fourth or fifth and so on. Grudges and vindictiveness are not things that even remotely touch her heart.
She always tries to influence other people for good, without ever making it seem like what they're doing and what they believe in is wrong. In her mind, there's some good in everybody, and she's willing to look for it. She's a very bright, cheerful type of girl, though she doesn't necessarily show it outwardly, feels it more on the inside, but her optimism shines through her personality and often affects the people she gets close to. She's been called unrealistic more than once, but she doesn't believe that being optimistic must mean she's unrealistic. In spite of her appearance that make her seem like a bit more of a delicate girl, she's a very hard working girl, as much physically as in academics. She doesn't shy away from hard labor when she helps other, never the type to reach for the lightest box or the easiest task. She'd rather go for the most complicated so that someone else won't be stuck with it. She's wise beyond her age, knows that not all that glitters is gold, and though she is very trustful of others, she is not stupid either.
She's never had a boyfriend and never really found much interest in having one either. There's a certain innocence in her when it comes to guys, too, since she'd had no experience with them ever, except as a five year old when a boy in kindergarten tried to kiss her and was told off by her teacher. Relationships at her age just don't seem to be something of much interest to her - she feels too many teenagers are only trying to get together so they can have fun and mess around, have sex and then break up to go and find somebody else to repeat it with, and that's definitely not something that has any sort of appeal to her. She's more than content with the idea of waiting until she's out of high school to date.
APPEARANCE
Stephanie takes most of her appearance from her mother - long, flowy blonde hair that was never once altered by any sort of hair product such as dye or highlights or anything of the sorts, and bright blue-green eyes that are surrounded by long black lashes. She's rather small, standing at only five feet and three inches, but her slim body makes her look taller when she's standing by herself and not next to someone else who would tower over her. She has a soft creamy skin with naturally slightly blushed cheeks that are dimpled when her pink lips spread into a smile. Her features are delicate, giving her a very girlish and sweet look that contrast slightly with the more womanly curves of her body, but her overall looks give her a very innocent, sweet kind of appearance.
Her dressing style is very simple. She doesn't really like dressing up, and she doesn't have money to waste on brand names and expensive clothing. She buys what she feels comfortable in, and a lot of times that ends up being a pair of jeans and a plain shirt, or plainer still t-shirt. She seems to have a collection of oversized plaid button down shirts, which she keeps for several types of more physical work - painting, moving boxes, and so on. She doesn't wear heels, usually contents herself with simple flats or even just with sneakers, as long as she doesn't get blisters at the end of the day. She doesn't accessorize, and doesn't even seem to be aware that such a thing exists - the only type of jewelry she wears is a ring and a bracelet with the name Desiree engraved on it, both of which used to belong to her mother. As for makeup, it has never touched her skin for she finds it completely unecessary.
HISTORY
Gary Wilson had been friends with Dallas Upton since their freshman year of high school, but he was twenty one when he met the other guy's sister, Desiree. The two of them started out as friends as well, now that Dallas had himself a wife and wanted to start a family and had big projects of his own, which Gary was often happy to help with, himself having started to work as a construction worker, but still, they were at different places in their lives, and Gary didn't want to get in the middle of it too much. Besides, he was more than happy, hanging out with Desiree - the girl was only sixteen then, but they grew closer as she grew older, and by the time she was nineteen they had fallen in love. Gary was a bit of the silent, quiet type, a bit broody at time even, and he wasn't good with girls - it was Desiree who made the first move soon after she turned nineteen, and they started their relationship together. On her twentieth birthday, he proposed to her, and two year later they were married - Gary had wanted to make sure he'd be able to provide for his wife, and so he'd waited until he got a good job that payed well, a stable job too, which wasn't necessarily something easy to achieve as a construction worker.
They both wanted children, a family, but they decided not to do so so early in their marriage. Desiree took care of her nieces and nephews a lot, and helped out with her brother and sister-in-law's farm whenever she could, usually working in the kitchen with Destiny, making pies and preserves for the small stand the couple kept to sell some of their products that they didn't send out to bigger food companies. They were a busy couple, but they were happy, improving their love nest every year and saving money for a comfortable future, especially for when they'd start having kids. They didn't really want many of them, though they both loved children, hence why they had no problem waiting. When Desiree turned twenty four, though, she started feeling a stronger yearning for a family, and they decided that they were ready to try having kids. It took a bit over a year before Desiree finally got pregnant, and they were both overjoyed with the news. On the fourth month of her pregnancy, Desiree woke up to find blood on the bed, and she was rushed to the hospital - thankfully enough, the baby was safe, but she was told that she needed to rest and do as little work as possible for the remainder of her pregnancy, both for hers and the baby's safety. She spent most of the following five months in bed, knitting baby clothes and embroiding small blankets and dresses, happily planning everything that had to be planned with her husband.
In the evening of October 14th, 1994, she was brought to the hospital in labor, and she was immediately transferred to an emergency delivery room. The delivery was long and strenuous, and a white faced man waited for news in the waiting area as the woman he loved suffered through child birth. It was almost night again, on the 15th of October, when a sober faced doctor approached Gary to inform him that he was now the father of a healthy, rosy baby girl, but that a price had been payed for the child's birth - the mother had died of complications during the delivery. At that moment, something broke inside Gary, and he took his baby girl home - Stephanie Desiree Upton, for he'd decided the small girl would have her mother's name - with him when she was ready to leave the hospital only to pack his belongings. He put the house he'd built for him and his bride up for sale and rented another one in Little Rock, Arkansas. His car was filled with boxes and suitcases when he attended his wife's funerals, and as soon as she was buried, he was on the road. There he lived without ever sending news to anyone of his family or Desiree's, taking care of nobody, not even himself, but Stephanie. To him, she was the only thing he had left in the world.
When Stephanie was ten, Gary had an accident while out on a job. He fell from the roof of a one story house, and thankfully was only wounded and not killed, but without any coverage he had to go on an unpaid leave of absence while his broken knee and arm healed. His arm recovered fine, but it was found that his other injuries gave him a harder time, and he found himself unable to do much very physical work or to stand for very long without something to lean on, and he had to quit his job. Knowing he'd soon be unable to pay for the rental of the house they currently lived in, he looked for a cheaper place, and found a little house that resembled more a cabin in Woodson, Arkansas, where he moved with Stephanie. Now only dependant on his monthly social aid check, he truly had hit rock bottom, and let himself go even more than he already had. But Stephanie, in spite of the environment in which she had been brought up, which wasn't exactly the best for a child, had received at least the lesson of love, and at that point she was old enough to care for her father and the house, which she did without resentment or anger or even disappointment of who her father was. She loved him dearly, and she knew his life hadn't been easy - she wanted to make it as pleasant as she could for him now. Besides, he'd always been a good, caring father for her, and he'd always tried to make sure she would have a good upbringing and a good education, scholarly as much as morally.
She never minded that the other girls at school seemed to have better clothes than her and always carried around cell phone and makeup, those weren't things she found herself interested in anyway, and envy was not something that was present in her heart anyway. The one thing she always loved most was when she found herself singing in church on Sundays, with the choir, or any other place for that matter. Singing was one of the things that brought her closer to her mother she felt - in his good moods, her dad had always told her about how her voice was just the same as her mom's, sweet and clear and strong for someone who sometimes seemed so frail. Singing always made her feel better when she was sad, calmed her down when she felt upset, and it made housework and schoolwork seem more entertaining. When she turned twelve, her father - seeing her appreciation of music, though it was mostly as a vocalist - brought out a guitar he'd played himself while Desiree was still alive and which had been packed up with the rest of his belongings but never taken out, and gave it to her. She started carrying it around practically everywhere she went, and it was obvious that she had a certain gift when it came to music, though her voice remained the strongest aspect of that gift.
When she was a bit past thirteen, her pastor's wife came up to her and asked her if she would like to perfect her skills even more. Stephanie, believing she meant to give her a few tips, eagerly said that she would, but she was rather surprised when, instead of the advices she'd expected, she received a booklet to a certain school in Kansas City, Missouri. She didn't think much of it, brought it home with her and left it on her desk where it was forgotten, but the next day when her father found it and called her over to discuss it, she wasn't too sure what she thought of the idea. She'd meant to say she had no interest at all, but reading all the information about it with him was almost like an opportunity she simply couldn't pass. She still denied having any intention to apply, claiming that she didn't want to leave him alone, that she couldn't leave him alone, and that she didn't want to go away. Those words, though meant as a way to say she did not want to leave her father, came as a blow to Gary, and for a few months he simply couldn't get over them. They were a wake up call to him - was he such a selfish, lousy father that his daughter felt she couldn't achieve more and reach higher because she had to keep on taking care of him? That was almost a heartbreak to him, to think that his teenage daughter seemed to think it was a duty to take care of him, and that she needed to prioritize it over her own life.
She'd just started on her freshman year at a nearby public high school when he sent out an application for her - he'd arranged it with their pastor's wife, who had recorded Stephanie's singing, claiming it was for a CD they would give out thorough the congregation and which many members were taking part in. It was almost November when a letter came by, and Stephanie was shocked as she read an acceptance letter for her application to Gordon Parks' Academy for the Arts, starting August 2010 for her Sophomore year, and that she would be given a yearly scholarship to start out, to be given again the following year if her grades and performance were satisfactory. At first she still refused to go, but her father put his foot down, and in the end, they came to the agreement that she would go, and if she still felt she must come back, she would not be forced to go back, and when the day came, after teary goodbyes, she got on the bus to Kansas City, Missouri, to start off a completely new experience.