Post by walkingenigma on Oct 5, 2009 21:36:44 GMT -5
AND EMILY, BABY
I CAN'T GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD[/center]
SO LETS FLOAT FLOAT FLOAT AWAY
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NICKNAMES em, emmy
SPECIES shifter || go-to shapes: bat and catahoula leopard dog (louisiana state dog)
BIRTHDAY 24 || 10/13/1985
GENDER female
SEXUALITY heterosexual, bi curious
FACE CLAIM allison mack
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AND YOU'LL CATCH CATCH ME BABY
[/color][/font][/center]DISLIKES her father, sookie (she's seems even nosier than herself and it bothers emily that sookie seems to knows stuff that she really shouldn't), quinn, debbie pelt, felton norris, drunks grabbing her ass, the bellefleur (except terry), selfish people, people that try to use or manipulate her, close-minded people, poachers, crying (sees it as a weakness), clowns, failing at anything, cops,
PERSONALITY fiercely devoted/loyal to friends (will do anything to protect them even at risk to herself), doesn't easily trust others, can be anyone's confidant, brutally honest (if she hurts someone’s feelings, she doesn’t even notice until someone else tells her she's done so), extremely opinionated (lacks discretion), comes off as cold or distant (hates it when others try to delve into a past she’d rather forget), forgiving nature (forgives but never forgets), bit of a doormat
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SO LETS HANG OUT IN THE CLOUDS
[/color][/font][/center]OCCUPATION intern at shreveport newspaper || merlotte's waitress
FAMILY carlton l'eveque (father), novalee l'eveque (mother - deceased), shelby l'eveque (younger sister - deceased)
OTHERS none that she knows of...
HISTORY originally born in new orleans. at sixteen, her mother and seven-year-old sister were killed by a "wild animal", as the police called it, and the case never solved. after the case was dropped, emily's father moved them to the small and (seemingly) safe town of bon temps. she went to community college, and majored in journalism as a vow to discover the truth of her mother and sister's death. she always suspected the weres from hotshot, but had no proof and she obviously couldn't tell the police her theory without exposing herself. her father disapproved of her personal investigation and career choice, given that she is a shifter and her being a truth seeker (with such a huge secret) was stupid to him. ashamed of her, he moved away to new York. it's been three years since he left, and emily has gotten over him. she ignores her father completely and acts as if he never existed. she's currently working at the local shreveport newspaper as an intern, hoping to get a byline and a desk (instead of running coffee and such), in the morning and waits tables at merlottes at night
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I'LL MAKE HER SEE THAT SHE'S MINE
[/color][/font][/center]AGE 20
EXPERIENCE coming up on a year
TIME ZONE eastcoast usa
WHAT WE'RE LOOKING FOR louisiana
CONTACT mccalvert89@hotmail.com
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Being alone wasn’t as bad as everyone seemed to think it was.
Sure, Gia was worried, probably like everyone else in the world, that she would die alone. But she was alive right now and she desperately needed quiet. At least when she was alone she had enough peace to study! There was so much information in the world, so many subjects, and she wanted to learn all that she could about all of them. And that took quiet. Whether at home or at the library, where quiet was a sanctimonious rule never to be broken, quiet was a precious thing to her.
And it was so hard to find! Sometimes, just for the hell of it, she would pretend to be deaf so she wouldn’t be bothered at work. After all, she couldn't freeze people every time they got on her nerves. That was a fast way to exhaust herself, and then her powers probably wouldn't work when she needed them. Her boss, Marjory, would scold her many times. She would say that pretending to be handicapped is “a disrespectful and horrible thing to do”. But Gia knew that she found it amusing. Marjory, robust woman that she was, couldn’t stay quiet for very long. She was always talking loudly, telling stories, and her laugh was more like a deep howl. If she was brutally honest with herself, Marjory was really Gia’s only friend. The older woman often called her at night to chit-chat, to lecture her about going to college, follow her dreams, invited her to go to the movies, ate lunch with her, and even tried to set her up on dates!
Yes, Marjory was a good friend indeed.
Taking a sip of her herbal tea, Gia wondered just how much longer she could last before dropping Marjory down the preverbal mineshaft..
Sure, Gia was worried, probably like everyone else in the world, that she would die alone. But she was alive right now and she desperately needed quiet. At least when she was alone she had enough peace to study! There was so much information in the world, so many subjects, and she wanted to learn all that she could about all of them. And that took quiet. Whether at home or at the library, where quiet was a sanctimonious rule never to be broken, quiet was a precious thing to her.
And it was so hard to find! Sometimes, just for the hell of it, she would pretend to be deaf so she wouldn’t be bothered at work. After all, she couldn't freeze people every time they got on her nerves. That was a fast way to exhaust herself, and then her powers probably wouldn't work when she needed them. Her boss, Marjory, would scold her many times. She would say that pretending to be handicapped is “a disrespectful and horrible thing to do”. But Gia knew that she found it amusing. Marjory, robust woman that she was, couldn’t stay quiet for very long. She was always talking loudly, telling stories, and her laugh was more like a deep howl. If she was brutally honest with herself, Marjory was really Gia’s only friend. The older woman often called her at night to chit-chat, to lecture her about going to college, follow her dreams, invited her to go to the movies, ate lunch with her, and even tried to set her up on dates!
Yes, Marjory was a good friend indeed.
Taking a sip of her herbal tea, Gia wondered just how much longer she could last before dropping Marjory down the preverbal mineshaft..
THIS SKIN WAS MADE BY NELLIE ! OF CAUTION 2.0
THE LYRICS ARE FROM THE SONG UPTOWN, GET
AROUND BY STEREO SKYLINE. THEY'RE AWESOME
SO EVERYONE SHOULD CHECK THEM OUT, KAY?