Post by Brielle on Sept 3, 2010 1:17:37 GMT -5
Name: Brielle Damon
Age: 18
Birthday June 7
Gender: Female
Hometown: Houston, Texas
Face Claim: Megan Fox
Nationality: Italian-American
Languages Spoken: Italian and English
Description:
Brielle often wishes she wasn't as beautiful as she was, but with her brown hair, long legs, and soft blue eyes, she can't be considered anything but beautiful. Because she tries to take attention away from her beauty she doesn't wear much makeup, a little mascara and clear lip gloss. Her clothes are simple and a reflection of her ranch upbringing, worn out jeans, boots and whatever t-shirt she feels like wearing that day. Even when attending one of the most prestigious schools in Houston she didn't follow the trends and stuck with her boots and jeans. Though eventually the school moved to a dress code so she convinced her parents to let her change schools.
Skills:
Brielle can pick locks, she learned when trying to peek at her Christmas presents.
She's been trained as a lifeguard.
She's an expert swimmer.
Personality: (at least two paragraphs consisting of a minimum of 5 sentences each.)
To describe Brielle's personality in two words, tomboy and cunning. She may be beautiful but she's not the kinda girl that spends her whole day at the mall. She prefers to be outdoors playing sports or working with her grandparents horses. She has a hard time making friends with other girls but those that manage to get by her screening process know that Brielle has their back. The guys have it easier since all they have to do is ask her to play a game of football.
She's very intelligent and often uses that and her beauty to her advantage. She's often under estimated due to her beauty and while it offends her, she's learned that being under estimated isn't always a bad thing. She's got the street smarts of a city girl and the knowledge of a ranch hand making her very different than most people. She's experienced the best of the best and some of the worst. She's often coming up with plans to get around her parents back or how to get the wild stallions to trust her enough to break them in.
Bio/History:
Brielle was born on June 7 at Memorial Hospital in Houston. Both sets of Grandparents were there to see their first grandchild being born. She was an average child and never could complain about a shortage of toys but she soon realized a shortage of her parents. She was often sent for weeks at a time to stay with her father's parents at their ranch a few hours outside of Houston. She basically spent most of her young years there until she entered school. She had fallen in love with the ranch though and often begged to be sent there when ever she could. She felt closer to her Grandmother than any other person in the world. She wished she got to she her mom's parents just as much but they had returned to Italy when she was five. They had managed to save up enough money to live in their homeland comfortable. Her mom often tried to tell her of the hard ship her parents had when they lived in Italy. But Brielle didn't feel like her mother had much room to talk about it since she was born after they moved to America. But she did her part in learning about her family by learning the language at her elementary prep school. She was sent to the best school money could buy.
As she grew older her relationship with her parents just grew worse and worse. It got to the point that they just pasted each other in the house without really ever talking to one another. Her mom tried at times but she never really succeeded. She did though make a family dinner once a week mandatory but she sat and ate while her parents talked business. When she entered high school she started driving to her grandparents right after the last bell rang on Fridays and didn't head back until Monday morning and often missed first period.
At the ranch she learned about the hardships of life and how to over come obstacles. It shaped who she was. She would always consider herself a cowgirl. Most importantly she was proud to be a Texan who knew her way around a ranch. Most of her school mates had never even ridden on a western saddle. Most learned to ride English because it as the more refined saddle of their social class. Brielle just rolled her eyes and went to go get dirty and enjoy a good weekend of breaking in the new stallions and mares her grandfather had bought.
Starting Morphs:
Land:Bengal Cat
Bug:Butterfly
Other:Sea Otter
(Note on Morphs: You choose your first three morphs here, but don't get the ability to morph until you reach 10 posts--becoming a 'Recruit')
Scene with Parent:
Brielle set her car keys down in the decorative bowl she had bought her mother for Christmas last year. It had been placed on a small table just to the right of the door going to the garage. She noticed the her mother's keys were also in it. So her assumption that her mother had just carpooled with her father was wrong. Her mother never left the house without her keys. And she almost never beat Brielle home from school. Brielle headed towards the kitchen to get a snack before heading up to her room but when she arrived she saw her mother at the table reading over a few files. She tried to back out of the door way without being seen but she didn't make it.
"Brielle, was there something you wanted?" Her mother asked curiously as she looked up from her papers and spotted her daughter. She had come home early from work to grab a few files but when she got home decided that she had everything she needed to work on right here and didn't see the reason to waste gas by heading back to work.
"Umm nothing mom. I was just going to grab a snack." Brielle said as she made her way back into the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed a Dr. Pepper and an apple. She moved towards the table and sat down. "What are you doing home so early?" Brielle asked her mother with curiousity. "Its not like you to leave work."
Heather Damon looked at her daughter, "Well I had forgotten a few files and decided when I headed back that I could just work from home today. Now Brielle what are you doing home so early?"
Brielle want to laugh at her mother, she was home this time everyday not that her mother or father was around enough to know that. "School let out mom." She replied before taking a bite out of her apple.
Heather frowned, "Yes but I thought you had some sort of after school activity you did? I thought I heard you talking to your grandmother about it. Oh, that reminds me, your not going to be able to go to the ranch this weekend I'm afraid. Your father and I are hosting a dinner party for the business and we need you to be there."
Brielle raised an eyebrow at her mom, "I haven't had an after school activity in three years mom. And that wasn't a school thing. There was a riding school a few blocks down that I visited so I could ride during the school week. And what do you mean I can't go! You promised!" Brielle protested. This was the second weekend she wasn't allowed to go.
Age: 18
Birthday June 7
Gender: Female
Hometown: Houston, Texas
Face Claim: Megan Fox
Nationality: Italian-American
Languages Spoken: Italian and English
Description:
Brielle often wishes she wasn't as beautiful as she was, but with her brown hair, long legs, and soft blue eyes, she can't be considered anything but beautiful. Because she tries to take attention away from her beauty she doesn't wear much makeup, a little mascara and clear lip gloss. Her clothes are simple and a reflection of her ranch upbringing, worn out jeans, boots and whatever t-shirt she feels like wearing that day. Even when attending one of the most prestigious schools in Houston she didn't follow the trends and stuck with her boots and jeans. Though eventually the school moved to a dress code so she convinced her parents to let her change schools.
Skills:
Brielle can pick locks, she learned when trying to peek at her Christmas presents.
She's been trained as a lifeguard.
She's an expert swimmer.
Personality: (at least two paragraphs consisting of a minimum of 5 sentences each.)
To describe Brielle's personality in two words, tomboy and cunning. She may be beautiful but she's not the kinda girl that spends her whole day at the mall. She prefers to be outdoors playing sports or working with her grandparents horses. She has a hard time making friends with other girls but those that manage to get by her screening process know that Brielle has their back. The guys have it easier since all they have to do is ask her to play a game of football.
She's very intelligent and often uses that and her beauty to her advantage. She's often under estimated due to her beauty and while it offends her, she's learned that being under estimated isn't always a bad thing. She's got the street smarts of a city girl and the knowledge of a ranch hand making her very different than most people. She's experienced the best of the best and some of the worst. She's often coming up with plans to get around her parents back or how to get the wild stallions to trust her enough to break them in.
Bio/History:
Brielle was born on June 7 at Memorial Hospital in Houston. Both sets of Grandparents were there to see their first grandchild being born. She was an average child and never could complain about a shortage of toys but she soon realized a shortage of her parents. She was often sent for weeks at a time to stay with her father's parents at their ranch a few hours outside of Houston. She basically spent most of her young years there until she entered school. She had fallen in love with the ranch though and often begged to be sent there when ever she could. She felt closer to her Grandmother than any other person in the world. She wished she got to she her mom's parents just as much but they had returned to Italy when she was five. They had managed to save up enough money to live in their homeland comfortable. Her mom often tried to tell her of the hard ship her parents had when they lived in Italy. But Brielle didn't feel like her mother had much room to talk about it since she was born after they moved to America. But she did her part in learning about her family by learning the language at her elementary prep school. She was sent to the best school money could buy.
As she grew older her relationship with her parents just grew worse and worse. It got to the point that they just pasted each other in the house without really ever talking to one another. Her mom tried at times but she never really succeeded. She did though make a family dinner once a week mandatory but she sat and ate while her parents talked business. When she entered high school she started driving to her grandparents right after the last bell rang on Fridays and didn't head back until Monday morning and often missed first period.
At the ranch she learned about the hardships of life and how to over come obstacles. It shaped who she was. She would always consider herself a cowgirl. Most importantly she was proud to be a Texan who knew her way around a ranch. Most of her school mates had never even ridden on a western saddle. Most learned to ride English because it as the more refined saddle of their social class. Brielle just rolled her eyes and went to go get dirty and enjoy a good weekend of breaking in the new stallions and mares her grandfather had bought.
Starting Morphs:
Land:Bengal Cat
Bug:Butterfly
Other:Sea Otter
(Note on Morphs: You choose your first three morphs here, but don't get the ability to morph until you reach 10 posts--becoming a 'Recruit')
Scene with Parent:
Brielle set her car keys down in the decorative bowl she had bought her mother for Christmas last year. It had been placed on a small table just to the right of the door going to the garage. She noticed the her mother's keys were also in it. So her assumption that her mother had just carpooled with her father was wrong. Her mother never left the house without her keys. And she almost never beat Brielle home from school. Brielle headed towards the kitchen to get a snack before heading up to her room but when she arrived she saw her mother at the table reading over a few files. She tried to back out of the door way without being seen but she didn't make it.
"Brielle, was there something you wanted?" Her mother asked curiously as she looked up from her papers and spotted her daughter. She had come home early from work to grab a few files but when she got home decided that she had everything she needed to work on right here and didn't see the reason to waste gas by heading back to work.
"Umm nothing mom. I was just going to grab a snack." Brielle said as she made her way back into the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed a Dr. Pepper and an apple. She moved towards the table and sat down. "What are you doing home so early?" Brielle asked her mother with curiousity. "Its not like you to leave work."
Heather Damon looked at her daughter, "Well I had forgotten a few files and decided when I headed back that I could just work from home today. Now Brielle what are you doing home so early?"
Brielle want to laugh at her mother, she was home this time everyday not that her mother or father was around enough to know that. "School let out mom." She replied before taking a bite out of her apple.
Heather frowned, "Yes but I thought you had some sort of after school activity you did? I thought I heard you talking to your grandmother about it. Oh, that reminds me, your not going to be able to go to the ranch this weekend I'm afraid. Your father and I are hosting a dinner party for the business and we need you to be there."
Brielle raised an eyebrow at her mom, "I haven't had an after school activity in three years mom. And that wasn't a school thing. There was a riding school a few blocks down that I visited so I could ride during the school week. And what do you mean I can't go! You promised!" Brielle protested. This was the second weekend she wasn't allowed to go.
