Post by duvessa on Dec 14, 2009 18:00:36 GMT -5
Camilla Soleil Degrass
And when the world turns over
I'll keep my ears to the wall
and when the world turns over
I'll keep my feet straight on the ground
And when the world turns over
I'll keep my ears to the wall
and when the world turns over
I'll keep my feet straight on the ground
Age: You know, does I hasta?
Experience: Lots... Like 7 years! =O
How You Found Us: MSN. =]
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Nickname(s): Camie or Soleil
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Birthday: February 14
Sexuality: Straight, so far.
Grade: Freshman
Canon or OC: OC
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Eye Color: Light-dark brown occasional Green speckles
Height: Roughly 4'8 but sure to grow... Hopefully.
Weight: 98 Lbs
Clothing Style: Jeans and a T'shirt usually.
Distinguishing Marks or Physical Traits: Her smile. It's big it's bright... Nothing else really.
Played by:Selena Gomez
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Meeting new people(despite her shyness)
Food
being herself
Animals
Boys
Having fun
The Lion King
The Drums
Shoes Mostly Boots and Converse
Dislikes:
Stupid people
watching people destroy their lives
Being taken advantage of
Sitting still
Cliche anything
Being hurt/betrayed
Losing people
Her allergies
Inability to save what little money she has
Strengths:
Her strong mind
her optimism
Her intelligence
Her Generosity
Spontaneous
Weaknesses:
Her allergies
Inability to save what little money she has
Inability to shut her mouth once she gets started
Can really hold a grudge
Boys can definitely be a weakness
Pretty eyes
Fears :
Her family dying
Being alone
The dark sometimes scares her
Bunnies(This is a must)
Being burned/buried alive
Choking/suffocating
Being fat
Goals:
Being happy
Being successful
Falling in love
Overall Personality:
Romantic; Camilla is undoubtedly a dreamer when it comes to romance. Since she was old enough to dream she's been dreaming of her prince charming. Unfortunately Camilla finds herself attracted to the most despicable of boys. She is subconsciously drawn to bad boys in hopes that they might change? Who knows. Camilla has always wished that her love life would play out like it did in the movies, but ever since moving to America it has only become more and more difficult to find a decent guy. It is not that Camilla doesn't know she's young, she just doesn't understand why that means no one can fall in love. She's never taken "you're too young to understand." for an answer, especially when it came to her love life.
Badside; It is very difficult to upset this girl. She has a huge heart and a lot to give. However, once you are on her badside, there is where you will stay. She has a very hard time forgiving and can be very cruel when she believes she's been wronged. There is not much to say about her badside other then stay away from it and there is little telling what could happen, this girl's anger knows no bounds.
Spontaneous; While at first Camilla can be a bit shy, she is for the most part a very happy girl. Despite the struggle in her past as well as her present she's managed to keep her head up and be herself. Herself happens to be an extremely crazy, energetic, exciting girl. She is always the life of the party and a positive energy always radiates from her, even when she is sad. She always knows how to cheer people up and is an amazing listener. Camilla is constantly glowing and is always a mediator for her friends. This kid is always a friendly face and a constant source of encouragement for friends.
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Father: Benoît Degrass
Sibling(s):Benita Etiole Degrass[Deceased]
Pets: Sabella(Squirrel she rescued when she first came to America)
Other Family: None that she knows of.
Nationality: Brazilian and French
Hometown: Moscow, Russia
Overall History:
Elysia was living in Brazil when Benoît visited her hometown on vacation with his current girlfriend(who was also from Brazil). It was like love at first sight when the two met. They told Camilla very little about how they met all she knows is that a month later Benoît returned for Elysia shortly after wards and took her to his home in France. Elysia wanted to travel, however and Benoît had very little money to do so. Instead he told her to pick a place and she chose Russia. For 5 years he worked and saved up enough money to move to Moscow. It was not long afterward that Elysia gave birth to two girls. Benita and Camilla, twins. When the children were only 5 months old, Benita died from SIDS, Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. There was a bit of a panic and Camilla was placed in the hospital to be monitored by doctors in hopes of finding out more about the syndrome. Being identical twins the doctors hoped to eliminate any genetic disorder that could possibly lead to SIDs. When Camilla was a year old however she was permitted to return to her parents.
She lived a pretty dull and uneventful life as a poor child in Russia, until very recently when her father filed for divorce. She was about 10 years old when her mother disappeared. Perhaps she went back to Brazil? She didn't know and her father did not seem to care instead he married a woman name Elise Julliard two years later. She was a bit more wealthy then he was and the family moved to America. It has been a rough 2 years learning English and she is still a bit shaky, however she is getting along quite well given her situation.
The biggest problem is Elise. Her father's new bride has been nothing but trouble for Camilla, it is a bit of a Cinderella story. Camilla spends most of her time on the streets. While her father works hard to buy her nice stuff, Camilla cannot bare to be in the same room as her wicked step mother. Elise owns the house and supports her father and though Elise has never actually told Camilla to leave she starts arguments knowing that Camilla will leave. Camilla's only reason to come home is the squirrel, Sabella, she rescued from the jaws of an angry cat. She keeps Sabella locked in a birdcage in her room, it is as safe as she can keep her.
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Allergies: She is deathly allergic to a lot of things, Ground and Tree nuts, Fish... So on.
Languages: She Speaks Russian fluently, as well as French, however much to her father's displeasure her mother never taught her Portuguese.
Code Word: -admin edit-
RP Sample:
It was the usual for Annie, another night without sleep. After spending half the night trying to find something to keep herself busy she had decided to come go out for a walk. It was funny, because the things she did to keep busy were not really what you would expect. Annie even surprised herself. It was 12:00 in the morning when she decided she was not getting any more tired and by 3:00 she looked as if she were going to some formal get-together. It wasn't until 3:30 that she slipped out of the building hopefully unnoticed. Her eyes were lined with Black eyeliner her hair was pulled back in a pony tail with an upside-down French braid pulling her baby hairs together. It ran from the back of her neck and then tied into the ponytail that was pin-curled up. Only one strand of hair, aside from her switfy bangs that were too short to be pulled back, escaped her crazy up-do. It spiraled from the bottom of her ponytail and reached just past her shoulders.
Unfortunately the rest of Annie didn't look quite as spectacular. She wore a pair of jeans with holes in both knees, the left pant leg even had rips up to the pocket, fortunately no skin showed. Her arms were covered by a blue sweater that covered her light grey tank top. In her hand she held a thick wool blanket. Just incase she got cold. Gentle Aqua eyes shifted to the sky, it was surprisingly clear considering it was the rainiest October since 2003. Annie remembered when she was a little kid, her parents would lay out a blanket on the lawn and stare at the stars. They would watch and wave as planes flew over head.
Annie smiled as she walked over to stand in the grass. There was a cold wind, she could feel and smell the moisture in the air. It was about 4 now, and the dew had began to cling to each tiny blade of grass. As she moved the water from the grass soaked into her pant legs and dripped down the rubber on her black and white converse. She looked down at the blanket and began to unfold it. It was a rather large blanket, or maybe it was only big because she was so small. Didn't matter she let the blanket rest on the wet grass then laid on it. A hand moved to her face to brush away the strands of hair that still fell into her face as lay on her back, gazing at the sky above her. The moon was partially blocked by two large clouds, but it's light still beamed down to light the area. She could still remember those days when she was little, laying beneath the same moon. The days when she wanted to be an astronaut and a firefighter and a doctor. Those days were so far behind her. Now she didn't want to be any of those things she just wanted to be happy. If she had it her way she'd rule the world and no one would ever need to fight, no one would have to cry. That would never happen though, Annie was no longer a careless little child. The best she could do was see the glass half full.
Soon it would be another day. The sun would rise and take the place of the moon, forcing it to once again wait for it's turn to shine. Annie would go on waiting for her turn fighting off all that life threw at her. Not that Annie didn't enjoy her life, it just seemed that there was more bad in her life then good. Still she wore her smile and light heart on her sleeve hoping that some day she'd get a chance to live, free of nightmares and pain. When she was little she used to make wishes on shooting stars, she wished for things like ponies and puppies. She wished that she wouldn't have to see that stupid neighbor boy again or that he'd stop picking on her. Wasted wishes, that was all they were now. The boy never did leave, in fact she ended up going to school with him until she came to Fitz's, she never got a pony, or a puppy. Even if they didn't come true why couldn't she have wished for something important, a cure for AIDs, world peace? Why did she have to be such a stupid little girl? Now there was not a shooting star in the sky.
Her right hand lifted, blocking her view of the sky. She turned her palm toward her and spread her fingers as if examining it carefully. All of her fingers spread except the last one, the smallest one. It was swollen and bruised and each time she tried to move it her eyes began to water as pain shot through it. Annie didn't doubt that it was broken, but she refused to go to the nurse. There was no reason to make a big fuss over something so stupid. Finally she let her hand drop back down and rest on her stomach. Her other hand lifted only an inch off the blankets and her thumb moved along to each finger pressing them down one by one until each of them made a soft popping sound. Then once each finger had been cracked, she moved her thumb back then forward quickly until it finally popped too. Then her left hand also dropped falling back onto the blanket near her head.
With a tired sigh, Annie lay there. The only movement was the rise and fall of her chest with each breath. Each time she exhaled a small cloud formed in front of her face until the cool breeze swept it away, making room for the next cloud to form. It didn't matter who came and now. She was out passed curfew, if it was a student she was fine. If it was a teacher she didn't really care, all they would do was send her back to the school. At least she hoped they knew better then to throw out a young mutant who didn't know the first thing about their abilities. Not that she'd be one to cause trouble, but who knew? Annie wouldn't miss much here, there was Marcus and Aimee, of course Damien, but she couldn't help but thing that being thrown out of Fitz's might actually benefit them both some how. No, those were bad Annie thoughts, the Annie that got her finger broken in the first place and the lovely scratches from her ear to jaw on the left side of her face. Honestly, Annie didn't expect anyone to come, she doubted anyone would even think of coming here, especially this early.
Unfortunately the rest of Annie didn't look quite as spectacular. She wore a pair of jeans with holes in both knees, the left pant leg even had rips up to the pocket, fortunately no skin showed. Her arms were covered by a blue sweater that covered her light grey tank top. In her hand she held a thick wool blanket. Just incase she got cold. Gentle Aqua eyes shifted to the sky, it was surprisingly clear considering it was the rainiest October since 2003. Annie remembered when she was a little kid, her parents would lay out a blanket on the lawn and stare at the stars. They would watch and wave as planes flew over head.
Annie smiled as she walked over to stand in the grass. There was a cold wind, she could feel and smell the moisture in the air. It was about 4 now, and the dew had began to cling to each tiny blade of grass. As she moved the water from the grass soaked into her pant legs and dripped down the rubber on her black and white converse. She looked down at the blanket and began to unfold it. It was a rather large blanket, or maybe it was only big because she was so small. Didn't matter she let the blanket rest on the wet grass then laid on it. A hand moved to her face to brush away the strands of hair that still fell into her face as lay on her back, gazing at the sky above her. The moon was partially blocked by two large clouds, but it's light still beamed down to light the area. She could still remember those days when she was little, laying beneath the same moon. The days when she wanted to be an astronaut and a firefighter and a doctor. Those days were so far behind her. Now she didn't want to be any of those things she just wanted to be happy. If she had it her way she'd rule the world and no one would ever need to fight, no one would have to cry. That would never happen though, Annie was no longer a careless little child. The best she could do was see the glass half full.
Soon it would be another day. The sun would rise and take the place of the moon, forcing it to once again wait for it's turn to shine. Annie would go on waiting for her turn fighting off all that life threw at her. Not that Annie didn't enjoy her life, it just seemed that there was more bad in her life then good. Still she wore her smile and light heart on her sleeve hoping that some day she'd get a chance to live, free of nightmares and pain. When she was little she used to make wishes on shooting stars, she wished for things like ponies and puppies. She wished that she wouldn't have to see that stupid neighbor boy again or that he'd stop picking on her. Wasted wishes, that was all they were now. The boy never did leave, in fact she ended up going to school with him until she came to Fitz's, she never got a pony, or a puppy. Even if they didn't come true why couldn't she have wished for something important, a cure for AIDs, world peace? Why did she have to be such a stupid little girl? Now there was not a shooting star in the sky.
Her right hand lifted, blocking her view of the sky. She turned her palm toward her and spread her fingers as if examining it carefully. All of her fingers spread except the last one, the smallest one. It was swollen and bruised and each time she tried to move it her eyes began to water as pain shot through it. Annie didn't doubt that it was broken, but she refused to go to the nurse. There was no reason to make a big fuss over something so stupid. Finally she let her hand drop back down and rest on her stomach. Her other hand lifted only an inch off the blankets and her thumb moved along to each finger pressing them down one by one until each of them made a soft popping sound. Then once each finger had been cracked, she moved her thumb back then forward quickly until it finally popped too. Then her left hand also dropped falling back onto the blanket near her head.
With a tired sigh, Annie lay there. The only movement was the rise and fall of her chest with each breath. Each time she exhaled a small cloud formed in front of her face until the cool breeze swept it away, making room for the next cloud to form. It didn't matter who came and now. She was out passed curfew, if it was a student she was fine. If it was a teacher she didn't really care, all they would do was send her back to the school. At least she hoped they knew better then to throw out a young mutant who didn't know the first thing about their abilities. Not that she'd be one to cause trouble, but who knew? Annie wouldn't miss much here, there was Marcus and Aimee, of course Damien, but she couldn't help but thing that being thrown out of Fitz's might actually benefit them both some how. No, those were bad Annie thoughts, the Annie that got her finger broken in the first place and the lovely scratches from her ear to jaw on the left side of her face. Honestly, Annie didn't expect anyone to come, she doubted anyone would even think of coming here, especially this early.
Don't you miss Annie? =[
I know I do.
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