{ . тнιѕ ιѕ мe . }
;; ι∂єитιfι¢αтισи ;;
{иαмє.}
"I am Chantal Eloise Smith."
{иι¢к иαмє.}
"Call me what you choose."
{gєи∂єя.}
"Born a female and I remain one to this day."
{αgє.}
"I am nineteen years old."
{вιятн∂αу.}
"February third?"
;; ιиѕι∂є αи∂ συт- ιм вєαυтιfυℓ ;;
{ρєяѕσиαℓιту.}
"How could I describe myself . . . When you first meet me I am rather reserved. Not unfriendly because I will gladly shake your hand an introduce myself with a smile, but slightly shy. First impressions are everything and if I am too loud and obnoxious or silly then maybe people won't like me. If you try to get to know me I am really a fun person to be around. I love to laugh and joke around, but I also know when to be serious. Being raised by such diverse parents you can only imagine the diverse personality that I have. Ready to hear about it?
When I'm in my 'mom' mood as my I call it I am constantly laughing and smiling. You could say I'm light-hearted and I'm always coming up with corny joes just to hear someone laugh. I hate to see people upset and I am naturally nurturing. When I see that someone is crying or hurt I will do all that is in my power to help them and make them smile. If a fight has occurred I will hear both sides and work something out between the two. I am kind to all animals and would do anything to save one. I love to donate my time and money to help out a cause and I will always speak up for what I think is right. In some ways I'm like mom and I just want love without boundaries. I don't care about the future and all I want to do it kiss somebody all night without having to think about a wedding.
When in my 'dad' mood I am more of an adult. I know that the end of a story can't always be filled wth rainbows and sunshine and I witness that everyday. I am very practical and realize certain procedures must be taken. You can't save everyone, the circle of life, blah blah blah. When in this mood is when I grow angry. If I see something unjust sometimes I do throw away practical and stop thinking. Something I just want to yell and scream. My dad did this. After he got done preaching about thinking first he would go out and do something without thinking. In some ways I'm like my dad. Even though spontaneous dates and fun kisses is alright I also need to think about what is best for the future. I need to be with that person who will be right for me and who is husband material.
All in all I am outgoing and nice. I love helping people and causes. I am adventurous and spontaneous. I am also practical and strict at times. Smart and powerful when needed and just myself.
{нιѕтσяу.}
"It was a cool February morning and all was calm. I was born at home despite my father's nerves. He wanted a team of trained doctors to help deliver me in case of an emergency, but my light-hearted mother insisted on having a midwife. She chose her twin sister to be the midwife. Mother spent months preparing the house and cleaning because she wanted me to live in a clean and welcoming place. The morning I arrived should have been hectic, and it was. Enough with that day, lets move on. You could say my mother was sort of a hippie. She was that fee-spritited woman who acted more like a child. She was never mentally stable and we found out too late that she was a schizophrenic. I thought to be that you would be paranoid and constantly talking to people who weren't there. Her family just thought she was slow at developing. She met my father at a farmer's market. She was young and he was in college. She threw a cinnamon roll at the back of his head and began flirting with him in her own way. When he graduated he came back and proposed, but she turned him down. She didn't want to ever be tied down. He stayed with her anyway. They balanced eachother out. He was practical and she was crazy and childish. One day they had me and things got better. Daddy taught me and mom played the silliest games with me. Everyone says I'm more like my father and I agree. As I aged it seemed like my mother didn't. One day they became pregnant with my little brother. She was so excited and wanted to name him Tobias. When he was stillborn she lost it. This is when her disease took controll of her. She became depressed and would walk out in the middle of the road supposedly trying to bring me back inside as if I were a baby. I was worried and cried all the time because my mother was slowly losing her mind. One night when I was asleep she checked herself into a Mental Ward. Dad tried act like nothing happened, but sometimes I can still hear him crying in his library. Everything after that has been a blur."
{ℓιкєѕ.}
"I like many things of course, but I can't name everything. When someone asks me this my mind just goes blank. I love reading with my father and searching for turtles with my mother. I like children ad spending time with people that care about me. Sometimes I go visit my mother and read to her while she just sits there."
{∂ιѕℓιкєѕ.}
"I dislike overthinking my mother's disease because it scares me. I also disliking driving. I am really no good at it. I hate to kill animals. I can eat a hamburger, but not if the cow was mine. Poaching drives me up the walls. Killing cats for fun angers me. Abuse of both people and animals enrages me. Violence I guess is what I dislike the most."
{fєαяѕ.}
"I fear driving. I am no good at it and I would rather not endanger the lives of me and everyone else on the road."
{нσввιєѕ:тαℓєитѕ.}
"I wouldn't say that I am talented at anything really. I have been dancubg since I was little and put me in a recital and I am great, but put me next to a professional dancer and I fall flat."
;; ιи му ωσяℓ∂- αρρєαяαи¢є ιѕ єνєяутнιng ;;
{ρнуѕι¢αℓ ∂єѕ¢яιρтισи.}
"You see me walking down the sidewalk towards you and the first thing you notice is that I'm tall. At 5'9" I am taller than a lot of girls around here and even some men. My long legs contribute to my heighth and they are my best friends. My torso is average; not too long and not too short. My arms are fairly long and so are my fingers. Long and skinny; My daddy always told me I could be a doctor. Next you might notice my figure. Where is it? That's right I don't have one. My mother is tall and curvy, but I have a boyish figure. That means I have a small chest, small waist, and little to no hips. That is alright with me I guess. Now you have gotten even closer and you can see that my long blonde mane goes almost to my tail-bone. My mothe would cry whenever I got a trim, so we never got much cut off and it just keeps rowing. It is all natural even though many migt argue and say that I have bleached it. I haven't. Next you will notice that I am covered from head to toe in light brown freckles that help with my sweet appearance. My doe eyes contribute to that innocence factor. They might be the last thing you notice and are the prettiest thing about me."
{єуєѕ.}
"My eyes are my best feature, in my opinion. They are large, brown spheres that melt you like chocolate. My dark peepers remind some of puppy-dog eyes and the long eyelashes give me a certain innocence. The pupil and iris seem to blend and the colors seem to have a gradient effect from black to brown. Not everyone likes brown eyes, but they have a certain mysteriousness to them that intrigues me."
{нαιя.}
"My hair is ugly. What more could you want to know? I was 'gifted' some say with naturally light blonde hair. Some mistake for white, but it isn't. The texture is thick and coarse. I keep it long and straight and have blunt bangs that hide my unbelievably long forehead. My scruffy mop tends to be dry and has some breakage to it, but I care for it."
{ωєιgнт/нєιgнт.}
"Why should I tell a stranger how much I way? Fine, I weigh average at about 122 pounds. I keep healthy and like everyone else sometimes I eat more than I should or skip running to watch a good television show. My heighth I have no problem telling you because I am fairly tall at 5'9". Growing up I constantly had someone measure me because I wanted to be tall. I reached my goal."
;; яєℓтισиѕнιρ ѕтαтυѕ ;;
{¢яυѕн.}
"I'll keep my eyes open."
{gf/вf.}
"No, I am single."
{ѕρσυѕє.}
"I am without my other half."
{¢нιℓ∂яєи.}
". . . ."
;; fαмιℓу fιяѕт ;;
{ραяєитѕ.}
"I was born to two loving parents named Richard Kane [Father] and Sylvia Smith [Mother]. My mother was a free-spirit and although my father believed in marriage he sacrificed his beliefs because he loved her. She was kind of childish and fun and my father is practical and strict, but they were perfect together. Three years ago when my little brother was stillborn she went crazy. She became depressed and soon lost her mind. My mother checked herself into a Mental Ward one day to protect us. I was still sleeping when this happened and woke to find her gone. I still love her."
{ѕιвℓιиgѕ.}
"My little brother was stillborn and I was uable to experience the blessing of having a sibling. He was to be named Tobias because my mother liked the name. She had an imaginary friend named Toby. He died in a car accident she said and that is how he found her."
;; єχтяα ;;
{Ɔιтιʓɛиƨнιρ.}
"I am a citizen. I'm Russian and French."
{ρєтѕ.}
"No animals for me."
{тяαиѕρσятαтισи.}
"I prefer walking or public transportation."
[My new character. Gaby's cousin.]
