Post by carter jenica foster on Dec 29, 2012 12:23:11 GMT -8
CARTER JENICA FOSTER
[/font][/center]WHEN THE LIGHTS GO OUT,
[/font][/center]name » carter jenica foster[/font][/center]
nicknames »none
age & date of birth » fall twelfth, nineteen years
gender » female
sexual orientation » heterosexual
occupation » waitress
events » dressage
play by » sarah hyland
WE'LL BE SAFE AND SOUND,
likes »
- laying low
- arguing just a little bit
- green
- snow
- being able to do things independently
dislikes »
- her nightmares
- sleeping nearby anyone
- pity
- people who won’t argue back with her every once in a while
- getting close to anyone for fear of losing them
- being noticed or standing out in a crowd
personality » Carter acts very tough, despite not quite looking it, though she isn't much of a fighter, she's all bark, no bite. She has some very frequent, very horrifying nightmares with some realistic pain in them that strike her every night. She's afraid to stay with anyone even for a short amount of time, because she tries to keep these nightmares a secret, and they wake her up with a scream every time. She has some trust issues; everyone she's gotten close to has been abruptly taken from her. She likes to lay low and go unnoticed, because if no one knows she’s there, no one asks her questions and she doesn’t have to talk to anyone. She hates pity, and does all she can not to let her dark past affect you any more than it already does.
WE'LL TAKE CONTROL OF THE WORLD,
[/font][/center]appearance » long, brown hair with natural highlights – green eyes – 5’7
family » mother, father both deceased
others of importance » jared, a friend, deceased
pets » not currently
LIKE IT'S ALL WE HAVE TO HOLD ON TO,
[/font][/center]medical history » do mental issues count? If so, she has recurring night terrors.
criminal history » she was grilled on her mother’s suicide, but never accused of her murder.
life history » Carter's nightmares have been preying on her since she was four years old. They caused a large issue over time, until she was eleven she refused to even go to sleep, instead keeping herself up until the point where she no longer could. Then, she'd sleep only for a short time before awoken by one of these terrors. Her friends got driven away often because she was to stubborn to admit to the nightmares, and these friends thought she was avoiding them by always finding excuses not to have sleepovers with them. Father was killed in a bar brawl gone terribly wrong when she was fifteen, and her already depressed and negligent mother hung herself soon after. For a while, she stayed with the one friend, Jared, a boy whom she called her best friend, a few years older than her who she'd grown up with, who knew about her night terrors. He enlisted in the army and was deployed, and went MIA, leaving her alone and stuck to the small hope he was alive, which ate at her for a bit, until he was confirmed dead. This string of constant loss was where her trust issues came from. Eventually she began travelling to anywhere that she could stay for a little while, with only a bag of clothes and her most important belongings. A lifelong love of horses, and riding Jared’s one horse in dressage competitions, brought her to Addison, to see if she could find work and maybe, just maybe, make some money so she could begin riding again, one of the only things that made her feel good.
AND WE'LL BE A DREAM,
[/font][/center]your name » I. AM. IRONMAN.
age » older than time
roleplaying experience» dunno, four years maybe?
WE DROVE AROUND CRAZY IN LOVE?
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