Post by elle on Dec 30, 2008 10:12:31 GMT -5
About You,,
Name: Jess
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Female
Time Role Playing: 2 years
Why do you think you would be an asset to this site:
I am incredibly active and love to role play!
About The Character,,
Canon or Original: Canon
Name: Rochelle Net-Harrison
Nickname
Age and Year: Seventeen, Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Play-by: Vanessa Hudgens
Marital Status: Single
Location: Dorms
Appearance: Rochelle has soft long brown hair. Her eyes are her weapon, she can read people easily. Her eyes are sometimes an insight into her but she can make you believe anything. When she acts she uses her eyes which makes it incredibly realistic. Her skin is a soft tanned colour and her face is a simple shape.
Rochelle has a individual fashion sense. She is incredibly hard to buy clothes for because her style changes all the time. One day she will be in skinny jeans, a t-shirt and a waistcoat and the next day she will be in a mini skirt and girly girl top. She loves her converse but she also knows when to get out the high heels.
Personality: Rochelle is one of those girls that you struggle to hate. She is incredibly sweet and fun to be around. Her smile is infectious and she manages to put most into a good mood. Rochelle isn’t one of the most popular girls in school but she doesn’t have many enemies. Rochelle loves acting and hopes to pursue it in the future.
Rochelle is generally always upbeat even if she is sad inside. She likes to keep her problems to herself and is always the one cheering others up. She knows when to be caring and when to mess about. She has her flaws too. Rochelle can be incredibly over protective and she cares a bit too much for her friends. If you hurt them you will have Rochelle to deal with.
Rochelle is what they call a ‘triple threat’. She can dance, sing and act. Out of all three Rochelle prefers acting but musicals are her favourite as she can do all three.
Likes:
- Acting
- Her Friends
- Singing
- Dancing
- Summer
Dislikes:
- Rain
- Being Confused For Her Sister
- Thunderstorms
- Queues
- Messy Breakups
Family Members: Elizabeth Net-Harrison (45), Michael Net-Harrison (47), Rachelle Net-Harrison (17), Jamie Net-Harrison (13)
History: On 4th December 1990 Elle and her twin sister were brought into the world. Growing up they were always compared to each other, if one of them did well the other had to be just as good, they were identical in looks so they should be in personality and strengths right? Elle always looked up to her older sister as a child and wanted to be just like her. As young girls they twins loved confusing people by the fact they looked the same, only their parents could tell them apart.
When in Elementary School Elle and her sister were always confused as each other and not even their close friends could tell them apart, the difference between them started to show, Elle would always do as she was told and she oozed with self-confidence but her twin sister on the other hand was a rule-breaker with not much self-confidence. They had different friends and different paths but their parents still believed they should act the same.
The one thing Rochelle and Rachelle never seemed to understand was why their parents decided to name them practically the same name. The two girls only had one letter different in their entire names and that made the confusion even more. The two girls couldn’t even find nicknames that weren’t the same unless they decided on Roch and Rach and although Rach sounded okay Roch sounded not so good.
Then for Freshman year Rachelle and Rochelle were sent to Newport High School. Rochelle jumped into the drama department and almost immediately became known as a drama geek and Rachelle became popular. The twin’s friends now know how to tell them apart but the comparing never seemed to stop.
Role Playing Example:
The room flashed in and out of view as Errika awoke. The light from the window blinded her and she stretched across to look at her clock. She read ’10.12’ so she rolled out of bed and stumbled into her bathroom turning on the shower. After her shower which included some out of tune singing she walked through the door to her wardrobe flicking through the tops to find her Jack Wills fitted shirt. Finding it hung neatly she threw it onto her bed and started searching for her denim skirt. After searching a room with no glory Errika went downstairs in her pyjamas looking for her grandma.
“Gran! Where’s my Denim Skirt?” Errika shouted to her gran in the lounge.
After her gran shouted her reply informing her it was in the utility room on the side waiting to be taken upstairs she headed to fetch it. She grabbed it off the edge and headed upstairs throwing it on the bed along with her shirt. After fetching a pair of tights and her silver pumps she proceeded to get changed.
Down the stairs came a girl, makeup on, hair in place and clothes sorted to perfection. That was Errika Bowers 10 minutes later. Her curly hair sat in ringlets coming down the side of her face and her fringe sat across her face on the side flicking out at the edge. She headed out the door shutting it behind her and walked towards the café hoping to find one of her friends.
Errika sat in the cafe on her own. All Errika's friends were at some practice she wasn't needed at so that left Errika on her own. Her empty glass sat on the table infront of her. She pushed it to the other side as she pulled out her English Class text. It was a novel called Oliver Twist, set in England a long time ago. Errika didn't really understand it. Why they couldn't read a modern novel at least Errika didn't know. She scanned the pages not really taking in any of the words. It all seemed ridiculous. Errika didn't really understand old times. She prefered modern day.
Errika placed the book down in front of her and she thought what to do next. She could go shopping but that would require her walking home, asking for money off her grandparents, getting it and then walking back into town. Far too much effort just to buy a few things she could order off the internet when she got home. She had left her Audi TT back at the house but she didn't mind. Errika enjoyed walking, as long as it was relazing and not repetitive.
Errika jumped as a boy suddenly sat down at her table. She didn't recognise him but he seemed a lot older than Errika. She looked him up and down. Nope, no bell rang in her head. She assumed he was a senior, and being a freshman Errika didn't know him. She was puzzled, why would a senior boy randomly sit down at a table with a freshman girl he didn't know? She sighed, boys were so complex. "Hi?" Errika said in a puzzled tone.
