Post by trin on May 8, 2011 13:57:01 GMT -5
you're my brand of heroin ,]
cameron rosalie sharpp
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
cameron rosalie sharpp
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
character full name: cameron rosalie sharpp
alias: cammie.
age: seventeen.
birthday: fifth may.
affiliation: none
status: human !
"I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black."
~Isabella Swan~
~Isabella Swan~
eyes: Cameron's eyes are a little oval in shape, but a very dark colour. People usually describe her eyes are black, they're that dark. She only uses mascara and eyeliner, but does not overuse it. She is not exactly a scene/emo looking child, nor does she try to act like one.
hair: Cammie has very light blonde, almost silver-white hair, mixed in with light pink. It is a couple of inches past her shoulders. Usually, she wears it in a messy bun, or a ponytail. Cameron's not the type of person to be obcessing over her looks, which is why it's so messy.
height: 5'10.
weight: 155 lbs.
distinguishing features: Perhaps the pink in her hair? I don't really know.
general appearance: Cameron usually wears skinny jeans, converse and colourful shirts, because she likes cover herself up. If it's a special occasion or a very sunny day, she will wear a dress, obviously. Her skin is quite pale (not compared to some of the others of Forks!), her lips are a pale pink, and her cheeks have a little pink to them all the time, as if in permanent blush. Often, she will get spots on her head, which she covers with her bangs. Her body is slender, and thin.
"I will always tell you the truth."
~Alice Cullen~
~Alice Cullen~
likes: Music,
Recording herself singing,
Chatting,
Boys,
Converse,
i-Pod,
Taking Photos,
Having Fun,
Partying,
Friends,
Laughing,
Making people happy,
Life,
Being herself,
Surfing.
dislikes: Hangovers,
Ignorant People,
Depressed People (she doesn't dislike them themselves, she dislikes thier attitude),
Attention-Seekers,
Drugs/Druggies,
Sitting around,
Silence,
Lies,
Rumours,
Getting left out,
Darkness,
Bullies,
Haters,
Two-faced people.
ambitions: To make people happy. She loves being herself, her bubbly, happy self, and although she doesn't know what sadness is, exactly, she knows it is horrible, and so, tries to make people happy.
abilities: Photographing.
Singing.
Organized.
secrets: Cameron is terrified of the dark. She keeps a low light lightbulb on at all times when going to sleep. The only time she won't use it is if there's someone she trusts there with her. Because of her fear of the darkness, she is wary of nighttime power cuts. The reason she has so many torches.
Clowns. She is petrified of clowns. If there's one anywhere near her, she will run. It doesn't matter if she's at the edge of a cliff, she will run from them. These clowns are the star of her nightmares.
Insomania. She gets the inability to sleep quite a few times a month, nearly once a week. If she can't sleep, she sits in bed and does something quietly, with the light on, because even if it's on it's lowest setting, she's aware it's too dark, and begins to scream.
She can't cross a bridge. She has the craziest feeling it will break. If she needs to, she'll dash across it, but if not, she'll stay on the other side of it.
personality: Cameron's known as a bit of a wierdo, a crazy girl, who rambles, and gets sidetracked a lot. She's rather optimistic about things, and always tries to see the bright side of every situation. She's so stunningly optimistic, it comes as a surprise to most people.
The girl believes that life just isn't life if you're not having fun. Because of this belief, she parties, and doesn't consider the consequences. In fact, even if she did, she wouldn't even care. Life, she thinks is to be lived, and rules to be broken. (But she only does minor offences. No murder or anything).
Don't expect Cammie to be quiet! When she talks about this, she tends to ramble. She can get to Eggs to pixies in a matter of seconds. Of course, she can be serious, when needed. But not often.
In short, Cameron is the type of girl who a lot of people love. She is friendly, fun, and happy, and she is scared of the wierdest things. She's the type of person who walks into a room and forgets why she was there. She's happy, and optimistc, bubbly, and bouncy. Some people wonder how she does it. But the key to life is to be happy, in Cammie's eyes, and happy she is.
"Don't get your family slaughtered for pride."
~Carlisle Cullen~
~Carlisle Cullen~
mother: Kelli Sharpp, 37, Bank accountant
father: Davey Sharpp, 40, salesman.
siblings: Mimi Sharpp, fifteen, Student.
others: none.
history: When Kelli and Davey met, everyone claimed they first hated each other. The truth was, Davey and Kelli met when Davey saved the woman from drowning. Cliche, but it was love at first site. The problem was, Davey already had an arranged marriage, and so, rejected Kelli's feelings, and began to make fun of her. Kelli wanted to hate him, but when they were alone, the way he looked at her made her want to melt.
The day before Davey's marriage, he ran into Kelli, and who could resist? She was on her way to a party, and was in a little bit of a low cut dress. He kissed her passionately, and stopped the wedding the next day to be with Kelli.
A couple of years later, out popped little Cameron Sharpp. She was a funny baby, and when she started talking, she wouldn't shut up. Her early years was a reflection of the years to come. A few years later, Mimi was born.
I suppose what Cameron had was the "perfect childhood". Yes, her parents fought, but many did. Cameron did worry about them sometimes, but they always made up. Her parents always took them on outings, and Mimi and Cammie usually got on together, as Cammie was always a bubbly child.
One day, they came into some big money. They wanted to move from Nova Scotia to somewhere smaller, with a nice community. They looked everywhere, especially in other countries. Davey had his eyes on a large house, with all the works, but Kelli argued. That wasn't what the family needed, especially not the children, as they would grow up to be spoilt little brats. Cameron gasped. She was young, about seven, and didn't know what a spoilt little brat was, but knew it was something bad by her mother's tone of voice. She told her dad she'd prefer the smaller house. And so they moved to Forks, into a three bedroom house. Although it still rather large, it was smaller than the original.
Cameron has lead a rather uneventful life up until now. Will it all change?
"You will never put me through that again."
~Esme Cullen~
~Esme Cullen~
player: trin
age: thirteen! haha, yes, i'm young. i tend not to tell people as they automatically judge me for it. so shh!
member title: optimistic cutie
password: PURE
anything else: this is my first twilight site (squee)! and i'm reallyglad to find such a pretty proboards twilight site. i've not found much recently. and im sorry, my app sucks! i just want to get it out of the way.
rp sample:
“TEXAS BABY!” Trin yelled, throwing herself out of bed. She landed with what sounded like a painful bang!, but got up very cheerfully. Finally, Me Against Me was in Texas for a fortnight, and Caitrin couldn't be more excited. They were in a new place. That meant new parties, new places, and more locals to scare. And most importantly, beaches. This was something that appealed to little Caitrin, it appealed to her a lot.
Jumping out of her bedroom, she made sure to wake everyone up whilst yelling, “WE'RE IN TEXAS, WE'RE IN TEXAS, OY, YOU GUYS, WE'RE IN TEXAS!” For about five minutes, just running the length of the Me Against Me tour bus screaming things similar to that. In her head she reasoned that she was just making sure everyone got the message, which was, THE TOUR WAS IN TEXAS.
Finally, she tripped her clumsy, loud self into her room. Leaping to her feet, she ran back into her room and belly-dived onto her bed. To say she would happy would be an understatement. More ecstatic than simply happy. She couldn't keep the grin from lighting up her face. Although, that was her usual appearance and demeanour – this was just a lot more hyper and, in her own words, physced.
Since she was bored on the bus, like usual, she threw herself into the tour chat. She chatted with Mira, the lead guitarist in Me Against Me, for a time. Mostly about random things, like Texas, Mira's family, and floating writing, until someone else joined – Leon Trucose.
Now, Caitrin had never met Leon in person, but she'd talked to him a lot on the chat, when he managed to slip in. Caitrin thought he was pretty cool. Then again, Caitrin thought most people were cool, until they managed to annoy her, and then they were screwed.
First impressions were everything.
Caitrin wanted a bagel. This was probably because both Leon and Mira said the word 'bagel' in the space of two minutes. Saying this, Leon offered to take her to an amazing bagel place. Since she was hungry, and bored, Caitrin couldn't say no. After telling her he'd pick her up in a half hour, and going offline, Caitrin endured fifteen minutes of Mira teasing her that she was going on a date with Leon.
And that she and Leon went out.
And that Leon was her boyfriend.
After telling Mira to shut up, and not to tell anyone, she logged off, and bounced to her wardrobe. The first thing she took out was her much cherished knee-high converse. They were worn with every thing. Even if they didn't go – it wasn't like Caitrin cared. They were hers and if anyone tried to steal them, she would growl, and possibly bite.
After picking out her outfit (it didn't take long), she grabbed her i-Pod from under her pillow. The second must for her outfit. She loved music. She loved music travelling with her. So her i-Pod, obviously, was a must. She put on her favourite song – A Story To Tell Your Friends, by Every Avenue, then set off with a, “Whatever Mira tells you is lies!” And leaving.
The gate wasn't very far from her tour bus. She got there under three minutes, and sat on the wall near the gate. Leon would see her, she figured. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to drift off with her music to another place entirely. A relaxing place that had no conflict, no problems, just heaven.
Except not so white and fluffy.
Jumping out of her bedroom, she made sure to wake everyone up whilst yelling, “WE'RE IN TEXAS, WE'RE IN TEXAS, OY, YOU GUYS, WE'RE IN TEXAS!” For about five minutes, just running the length of the Me Against Me tour bus screaming things similar to that. In her head she reasoned that she was just making sure everyone got the message, which was, THE TOUR WAS IN TEXAS.
Finally, she tripped her clumsy, loud self into her room. Leaping to her feet, she ran back into her room and belly-dived onto her bed. To say she would happy would be an understatement. More ecstatic than simply happy. She couldn't keep the grin from lighting up her face. Although, that was her usual appearance and demeanour – this was just a lot more hyper and, in her own words, physced.
Since she was bored on the bus, like usual, she threw herself into the tour chat. She chatted with Mira, the lead guitarist in Me Against Me, for a time. Mostly about random things, like Texas, Mira's family, and floating writing, until someone else joined – Leon Trucose.
Now, Caitrin had never met Leon in person, but she'd talked to him a lot on the chat, when he managed to slip in. Caitrin thought he was pretty cool. Then again, Caitrin thought most people were cool, until they managed to annoy her, and then they were screwed.
First impressions were everything.
Caitrin wanted a bagel. This was probably because both Leon and Mira said the word 'bagel' in the space of two minutes. Saying this, Leon offered to take her to an amazing bagel place. Since she was hungry, and bored, Caitrin couldn't say no. After telling her he'd pick her up in a half hour, and going offline, Caitrin endured fifteen minutes of Mira teasing her that she was going on a date with Leon.
And that she and Leon went out.
And that Leon was her boyfriend.
After telling Mira to shut up, and not to tell anyone, she logged off, and bounced to her wardrobe. The first thing she took out was her much cherished knee-high converse. They were worn with every thing. Even if they didn't go – it wasn't like Caitrin cared. They were hers and if anyone tried to steal them, she would growl, and possibly bite.
After picking out her outfit (it didn't take long), she grabbed her i-Pod from under her pillow. The second must for her outfit. She loved music. She loved music travelling with her. So her i-Pod, obviously, was a must. She put on her favourite song – A Story To Tell Your Friends, by Every Avenue, then set off with a, “Whatever Mira tells you is lies!” And leaving.
The gate wasn't very far from her tour bus. She got there under three minutes, and sat on the wall near the gate. Leon would see her, she figured. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to drift off with her music to another place entirely. A relaxing place that had no conflict, no problems, just heaven.
Except not so white and fluffy.
"If we had happy endings, we'd all be under gravestones now."
~Rosalie Hale~
~Rosalie Hale~
made by: Rae {cupcake/vanilla_pop} of RPG-D && Caution 2.0
disclaimer: quotes are from the characters in the Twilight series
copyright: steal and I'll send the Volturi after you. YEAH.