Example. Selene "Twigg" Richards

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Selene "Twiggy" Richards;;
is a Music Student

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underneath it all;;

Sammy and I'm twenty one years old.
I'm been doing this for ever
and you cant reach me by
PM.
I also master of Admin
and I think your site is pretty bangin'.

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all about me;;
name;; Selene "Twigg" Richards
nicknames;; Twiggy
birthday;; 14th April
age;; 22
sex;; Female
blood type;; O
sexual orientation;; Straight
canon?;; yes

mirror image;;
LUSCIOUS locks;; blonde&black&blue or pink&black
PRETTY eyes;; green
WEIGHT;; 120lbs
HEIGHT;; 5"7
DISTINGUISHING features;; She has her septum pierced and a beauty spot painted on. Lots of black eyeliner and fake eyelashes.
LOOK alike;; Audrey Kitching.
overall appearance;; Selene definitely isn't one to blend into a crowd. Ever since she was little she's been experiementing with the way she looks, but it was when she first acquired her wand that it really began. Pain or uncomfort has never been something that bothers the girl and as aresult she never hesitated when it came to piercings and other appearance changing things. The first piercing she performed on herself, using her wand of course, was her lip, just a regular lip piercing, but she got the taste for individuality via metal through your skin. After taking her lip ring out, she replaced it with a Medusa piercing on her filtrum but it didn't take long for her Mother to demand to take it out. Who would have thought? The great Bellatrix Lestrange against such a mundane thing as a piercing? Being who she was Selene replaced it with a septum ring which was perhaps even more face altering than the medusa it followed, however her Mother gave up at that point.

Overall Selene is of average height and average weight, having never paying much attention to her diet of exercise she is how god intended her to be, not skinny but curvy and pleasing to the eye, and extremely pleasing to the eye of most boys. Her excuse is always she has a low metabolism as she never stops eating or drinking so there is no other explanation.

Perhaps the most noticeable thing about dear Selene is her extremely vibrant hair. Even more unusual is that it changes regularly, the colour changing up to 4 times a week depending on how bored she is with it. As a result most people think she is a metamorphmagi, but the truth is, Selene has been practising how to change her appearance via magic since she was able to steal her Father's wand at the age of six. The most frequent colours you will see on her head are pink & black or blonde, blue and black; her favourite styles. Her hair is usually either worn with a heavy fringe, or with it swept to the side and she enjoys having it in pigtails, she thinks it makes her look innocent.

Makeup is another noticeable thing about the girl, with vibrant painted eyes in various colours she hardly ever looks the same as she has ever before with a whole host of makeup at her power. Being rich has its obvious perks. Having pale skin she doesn't bother with fake tan or anything of the sort, instead embracing in her lack of colour and contrasting it with dark yes and a beauty spot which she draws on every morning without fail. Clothing wise Annabella is pretty eclectic she can be wearing something as normal as sweats one minute and a strange array of handmade outfits the next with vibrant colours and less material than is perhaps suitable for school. Even with the LEstrange fortune at her fingertips she will spend hours upon hours of making clothes herself, or even trawling through muggle thrift shops in search of something unique she can butcher.


deep down;;
LOVE it;;

HATE it;;

REALLY GOOD at;;

KINDA BAD at;;

THOSE little THINGS;;

GOALS;;

overall personality;; Twigg is a hard person to categorise. Well to some she's easy, her piercings, tight clothes and bright hair fit her easily into certain crowds, but her attitude and personality often contradict who people think she is. However for her age she is a lot more mature than most. She has to be being a mother.

One of her main problems is she has a very short fuse, the only people she has patience for are her best friend Jamie and her son as they are the only people she lets get close enough to her nowadays for her to truly care about. Everyone knows her as the hardnut, the girl who doesn't take anything from anyone and is more like one of the lads than anything else, though underneath that shell lurks a scared younger woman who's life has little direction as to keep her son alive and happy. She would love just to go out and have a good time all the time, but she loves Tyler and couldn't imagine life without him.

To new people she is adult about things and polite, though at times she just can't be bothered with certain people, mainly the acting crowd, the ones who want to take the course to be rich and famous, not because of their love for the craft. Twigg is passionate about her love for music and sings and plays guitar expertly as well as being competent in drums and keyboard, after having spent most of her teenage years playing instruments.


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valuables;;
MOST VALUED possession;; Guitar & eyeliner.

HOME is where the HEART is;;
hometown;; London
parents;; Brent & Sophie Richards
siblings;; n/a
pets;; A Pomeranian called Coco
history;;Twigg grew up in England, never leaving London for longer than a holiday and her accent is strong but not common, her parents being of the upper class society, meaning they aren't overly thrilled with their daughters appearance. After she finished her A Levels at 18 she chose not to study in England but to move to America, and the area around Cape Cod was her choice, finally settling on the --- College where she could follow her dream of becoming a singer.

When she was 20 she got drunk one night and the result was she got pregnant by her friend Miller, nine months later, Tyler was born, making Twigg a single Mum. After moving from London when she was 18 it took her a while to get settled in Cape Cod and by the time she found out she was pregnant she was definitely not financially stable or stable in any other way. She was spending all her nights out partying, hard, and all her days in school, singing or playing guitar. Somehow however, with the help of her best friend Jamie she managed to get by and with the help of two jobs she has managed to balance her son, school, having fun and money successfully, well as successfully as she can. Thankfully Miller helps out as much as he can, him being a nice enough guy.

Since she can remember Selene has been known as "Twigg" her Mother tells her it was her Fathers idea, just a pet name from when she was younger that developed to the point that she rarely answers to anything else, unless it is spoken by her parents or a teacher of course.

FOLLOW my LEAD;;
secret phrases;; "If you look like P.A. or Scratter, thingy's will run."
your OTHER work;; NOT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HER SHORT LIFE, SHE FELT AS IF SHE HAD SOMEHOW SET ABOUT THE BEGINNINGS OF HER OWN DOOM, AND ONCE AGAIN SHE WAS UTTERLY AND COMPLETELY CONFUSED. THE STREETS AROUND HER WERE EMPTY AND DARK; JUST WHAT A PETITE AND HELPLESS GIRL LIKE HER NEEDED ON AN UNUSUALLY COLD MAY NIGHT. I SHOULDN'T BE HERE! I'M TOO PRETTY TO BE IN SOME GODFORSAKEN DESERTED TOWN, SHE DECIDED, TRYING TO CHEER HERSELF UP A LITTLE, IT DIDN'T WORK. THE SIGN HAD SAID RAVENBLACK CITY, NOT GHOST TOWN! FROM SOMEWHERE ABOVE HER, THUNDER BOOMED OUT OMINOUSLY; AS IF GOD WAS TRYING TO PUNISH HER FOR BEING SO STUPID AS TO BE HERE ALL ALONE AT NIGHT. FOLLOWING CLOSE BEHIND WAS A CRACK OF STATIC, SIGNALLING THE LIGHTNING, FOR A BRIEF MOMENT SHE WAS GLAD OF THE ILLUMINATION OF THE STREETS BUT AFTER A FEW SECONDS SHE REALISED THAT IF SHE COULD SEE, SHE COULD BE SEEN. THOUGH THERE WAS NO LOGICAL REASON WHY THIS WOULD SCARE HER, IT DID. CONSIDERABLY.

HUDDLING INSIDE HER BLACK TRENCHCOAT SHE UNCONSCIOUSLY COUNTED 1...2...3 BEFORE ANOTHER PEAL OF THUNDER BOOMED OVERHEAD; THE STORM WAS CLOSE, VERY CLOSE. IT WOULDN'T BE LONG UNTIL THE HEAVENS OPENED AND SHE WOULD BE FIGHTING OF A BARRAGE OF HEAVY RAIN. EVEN AS SHE REALISED SHE FELT A LARGE, VERY WET DROP HIT HER SQUARE IN THE FOREHEAD. BLINKING FURIOUSLY AS IT DRIPPED INTO HER LARGE VIOLET EYES SHE MADE A SOFT SQUEAL. THE KOHL THAT HAD SURROUNDED HER BEAUTIFUL EYES WAS NOW DRIPPING STEADILY DOWN HER CHEECKS, DISSOLVED IN A MIXTURE OF RAINWATER AND SALTY TEARS, LEAVING A FAINT BLACK TRAIL DOWN HER SOFT PALE CHEEKS.

THE RAIN COULD ONLY SERVE TO MAKE THIS NIGHT WORSE AND HURRYING TO FIND SHELTER SHE HALF RAN HALF WALKED DOWN AN ALLEY, TRYING DESPERATELY TO KEEP ANY DIGNITY SHE HAD LEFT IN THE BLACK STILETTOS SHE WORE. PUSHING A SILKEN CHOCOLATE BROWN CURL FROM HER FACE SHE REALISED THAT HER HAIR WAS DAMP, THE RAIN HAD BEEN FALLING HEAVIER THAN SHE HAD REALISED AND SHE NOW WASTED NO TIME IN PULLING UP THE HOOD OF HER COAT. HER FRIENDS HAD LAUGHED AT HER PURCHASE OF A TRENCH COAT WITH A HOOD, AFTER ALL IT WASN'T NORMAL, BUT SHE WAS GLAD THAT AFTER ALL THE BERATING SHE HAD NOT GIVEN IN AND RETURNED THE ITEM. THERE WAS NO DOUBT SHE WOULD HAVE REGRETTED IT.

SNIFFLING SLIGHTLY WITH THE EFFECTS OF THE ONSLOUGHT OF THE RAIN THAT HAD SUDDELY DOUBLED, THE GIRL INCREASED HER SPEED ACROSS AN EMPTY SQUARE PAST A LARGE FOUNTAIN; THE WATER SHIMMERING AS LIGHTNING CRACKLED ABOVE HER. HER ATTENTION DISTRACTED BY THE BLINDING LIGHT, SHE FELT HER SHOES SLIP ON THE WET COBBLES. BLAST HER DELICATE FACE WRINKLED IN ANNOYANCE AS SHE REGAINED HER FOOTING CLUMSILY. GRUMBLING LOUDLY SHE PULLED THE NECK OF HER COAT CLOSER AROUND HER TO WARE OFF THE ROGUE RAINDROPS.

WHAT WAS SHE EVEN DOING HERE?

AROUND HER PILES OF BOXES AND RUBBISH MARRED THE LANDSCAPE, WELL THE BITS THAT WEREN'T ALREADY RUINED BY NUMEROUS, FIRE EXITS AND BROKEN WINDOWS. BY THE AMOUNT OF WASTE SHE WOULD HAVE EXPECTED AT LEAST SOMEONE TO BE AROUND, OR EVEN TO SEE A LIGHT IN ONE OF THE MANY SEEMINGLY DESERTED WINDOWS, BUT NO, THERE WERE NONE. THIS WAS ONE OF THE THINGS THAT DISTURBED HER THE MOST.

SHE WAS ALONE.

IN THE DISTANCE SHE HEARD SOMETHING THAT SOUNDED LIKE A CAT SCREECH, THE UNNATURAL SOUND MADE HER SHIVER, AND SQUEEZE OUT TWO MORE SALTY TEARS FROM HER ALREADY DAMP EYES, THESE DESCENDED TO HER FULL LIPS WHERE THEY DISAPPEARED BETWEEN THEM AS SHE AUTOMATICALLY SUCKED THEM IN. SHE BEGAN TO WISH MORE THAN ANYTHING THAT SHE HAD NOT ABANDONED THE PARTY, THAT SHE HAD HELD FACE OR EVEN SIMPLY CALLED A CAB INSTEAD OF CONVINCING HERSELF THAT THE NEXT TOWN WOULD GIVE HER REFUGE. d**n HER STUBBORNNESS. IF ONLY SHE HAD LISTENED SHE WOULDN'T BE HERE.

THE SCREECH HAD BEEN ENOUGH TO FINALLY INSTALL SOME CAUTIOUSNESS INTO HER AND SHE STIFFENED HER PETITE BODY AND LISTENED FOR ANY SIGN OF LIFE. FROM SOMEWHERE DOWN AN ALLEY TO HER RIGHT THERE CAME A NOISE. A NOISE NOT ENTIRELY HUMAN, BETWEEN A LAUGH AND A CRY. IT WAS THE KIND OF NOISE THAT MADE YOUR BLOOD RUN COLD, THAT MADE YOU BELIEVE ALIENS EXISTED, AND IN HER CASE THE KIND OF NOISE THAT MADE YOU BACK AWAY. NOT ONLY THAT, BUT MADE HER RUN. RUN FASTER THAN SHE HAD EVER RUN BEFORE, FASTER THAN SHE HAD IN HER 8TH GRADE ATHLETICS TOURNAMENT AND DEFINATELY FASTER THAN SHE HAD EVER RAN IN HER TEENAGE YEARS. SHE RAN LIKE THE DEVIL HIMSELF WAS CHASING HER, AND WHO WAS SHE TO DOUBT IT?

GABRIELLA, THE ENGLISH DARLING RAN FASTER THAN ANYONE WOULD HAVE EVER DREAMPT HER DELICATE AND PERFECT BODY COULD DO, BUT AFTER ALL SHE RAN FOR HER LIFE, FROM THINGS THAT NO 17 YEAR OLD GIRL SHOULD EVER SEE. UNFORTUNATELY SHE DIDN'T GET FAR... HER HEEL SNAPPED JUST SHORT OF A ROOF OUTCROP WHERE SHE HAD SOUGHT SAFETY. IT BROUGHT HER TO THE GROUND, WITH A CRASH THAT JOLTED HER BONES AND RESULTED IN A SOFT SQUEAL ERUPTING FROM HER LIPS THAT ECHOED AROUND HER, MAKING HER COWER AWAY FROM HER OWN VOICE...

...AND THE THINGS THAT IT WOULD BRING
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