Post by Lorelei Fleming on May 7, 2011 20:24:52 GMT -5
FLEMING, Lorelei M.
[/font]
A hero's gonna save me just in time.
PERSONAL INFORMATION[/font]
Full Birth Name: Lorelei Mary Fleming
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Current medications: None
Any Health Issues: None
GENERAL[/font]
Issue: Sexual Degenerate, Drug Addict
Height: 5' 6"
Eye color: Grey
Hair color: Black
Tattoos/piercing/Scaring: Tattoos all over her body, lip and nose pierced
Any addictions? If so state what? Weed, Alcohol, any drug she can get her hands on.
HISTORY[/font]
History(At least 3 GOOD paragraphs)
Lorelei was born the 3rd child of the Fleming family. Her parents were rich, high class snobs that believed everyone else was lower than them. She always longed to be like the other kids. When she was 16, she ran away from home and began living on the streets.
At first, she only aet when she could find food. Then she met someone that said they could help her dreams come true. Being young and naive, she believed him. Soon, she was doing whatever she could to make some money. She left her pimp one night in the pitch darkness and never looked back. She became addicted to everything and would do anything she could for the high she craved.
She was caught one night and offered the chance to either go to jail, or go to a school for rehabilitation. Lori didn't want to go to jail, so she opted to go to the school.
Other Documentation which might be important:
RP Example(at least 2 GOOD paragraphs)
Lori sat on her bed looking at her hands. She had just been escorted back to her room by Michael. He seemed nice enough to her, afterall he did bandage her wrists after she got unrestrained. She looked at the male and wondered what he was going to do to her. She remembered him and another male talking about Braydon wanting Michael to reform her. She didn't know what they ment by that, but she had a feeling that it wouldn't be very pleasant. She just sat there her eyes lifeless as she looked at Michael. "Whatever you going to do," Jessie said, her voice soft and hoarse from crying, "best get it over and done with."
Lori's fighting spirit was gone. She had lost it the moment she had knelt down infront of Braydon and apologized for something she didn't believe was wrong. She sighed and looked at her hands, not wanting to hold her head up anymore. She was a shell. Her eyes, dull and lifeless, were once bright and daring. She didn't know if she would ever be the same again, but she hoped so. She sighed quietly and started to think about why she was here.
Her parents knew she was a lesbian. They knew she had a girlfriend, but they didn't like it. She was the spawn of Satan in their eyes. Even when she tried to tell them that it was OK for people to like members of the same gender, they didn't listen. They said it was the devil talking. They tried exorcism, but that didn't work. So they sent her hear. She wondered if they knew what they did to kids here. How they treated people here. She sighed again, even if they had known they would have sent her here anyway.
CREATOR INFORMATION[/font]
Chatbox name: JessieCaper
Character Playby: Kat Von D
Age:20[/center]
