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{-Full Name
Rosalie Elizabeth Dragomir
{-Nicknames
Everyone calls me Rose but you could make one up if' you'd like.
{-Age
I'm eighteen years old.
{-Gender
Female
{-Personality
Rose is a loner and keeps everything to herself.She is very rebellious and might hurt other people's feelings without a second though.She doesn't mind being ignored rather likes it. Sometimes being alone is peaceful and might get her away from her problems but it just eat her away.Being alone isn't something she would like. She believes in love but not as much as girls her age. She hates when people talk behind her back and can protect herself. She may be little but she can throw a punch. She isn't very "social" towards others and tried to keep everything into her own personal bubble.Music is her escape and will mostly spend her time with her old brokenvioin,but there's another side of Rose.She can be the sweetest girl in the world. She loves to hang around and tries to do something adventurous most of the time.She can act childish and will always prove you wrong,even at small things. Everything has to go her way or no way. She has the cutest expression in the world and has been commented on them,though mostly from her family.
{-History
Rosalie had a great childhood. She had lot's of friend which was mainly the neighbor. She would invite Ashley from next door to play with her on the swing. They were bestfriends. They did everything together. They even once to make other people believe they were twin sisters.
Middle school was the year where Ashley moved away. When she was gone Rose noticed she had no one. Ashley was the only person she ever talked to. She was known as the Rich kid. No one talked to her, that is if they wanted something. She was a smart. She would always be in the top five of the talented kids. She always tried hard but struggled.
The first day of High school was harsh. No one would ever give me a second glance. It was like i was a ghost. The only times i talk to someone was when i was partnered with them. They say high school is suppose to be the best years of your life but it was quite the opposite. It was the worse.
{-Stereotype?
Everyone thinks i'm a loner- rich kid looking for attention. Ever since Middle School everyone has made fun of me. I was the rich kid who thought i was better than everyone. That's what they would say to me but i never cared. I would keep to myself and would always look forward for my Violin practices after school.
{-Talent?
Ever since i was a kid i loved playing violin. My grandmother played violin as well as my mother. Once my mother had told me to hold onto her violin as she went to go open the door. It was Thanksgiving and my grandmother was coming over. I had sat down on the seat from the piano,placing the violin under my chin. I didn't even know what i was doing but i began to play. My mother called me a natural and my grandmother said i had it in my blood. Ever since then i've been learning how to play.They taught me all they knew and i had quickly caught up. I enjoyed playing classical music.
I also dabble in piano a bit. I've made it my job to learn to play as many instruments as i'd like. Piano helped me calm myself. It was a challenge also since i had small hand. It was hard to play each key at time.
{-Likes
-Music
-Dancing
-Books
-Cooking
{-Dislikes
-Jerks
-Vegetables
-Ghost shows
{-Crush
"Nope not yet.."
{-Girlfriend/Boyfriend
"Single.."

[Taylorr]

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Full Name: Adelaide Roon
Clemmons
Nickname: Ada or Adelaide
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation:
Straight

'Hi there, the name's Adelaide, Adelaide Roon Clemmons. Nicknames, I usually go by Ada, but only my close friends can call me that, and trust me, I dont have that many. So for now you can call me Adelaide. I think its an interesting name, but it's not like I'd take Emily instead. I hear that one too much around here, but there's no Adelaide, except for a city in Australia. Hey, I was born there! No, not Adelaide, I was born in Port Douglas, Australia. Both my mum and my dad were born there, and I guess that's how they met. They got married on April 12th, and I was born on September 30th of the next year, which is 1994. So I think I'm something like eighteen years young now. Not old, young, and yeah I'm eighteen, well pretty sure... Anyways, pretty special, right? It is not a special story of how they met, like, "They looked into each other's eyes and it was love at first sight." Nothing of the sort. My mum used to work at a restaurant; at the time she was low on money so she didnt have a choice. My dad came in and would order food every Sunday, just to see my mum. He was really nice to her, and teased her every now and then, so they started going out. For a few years they dated and then decided to get married. And sure enough, there I was. For all I know Adelaide is pronounced AH-del-ade, but I don't know what it means, except for it is a town. Clemmons came from my dad's side, my mum is a Keller. I think Roon is some sort of cut-off of Maroon, but I'm just guessing here. To my gender, are you blind man? This is a simple question and you should be able to answer it yourself. But if you cannot tell by the way that I dress and look, I am 100% female, thank you very much. And I am straight, sorry girls! Well, I guess you could say I'm bisexual, but I lean a lot more towards the guy side. Thanks for wiping me clean.'

Eye Color: Brown/Gray
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin Tone: Light Milky Glow
Body Mods: Ears Pierced

'My looks, eh? I mean, come on, are you blind, dude? Grr, fine. Let's start with my eyes then, shall we? They have a sort of blue glow, which is probably because they're blue! I wish. I got stuck with plain brown to go along with my hair, but that blue glow is true, and I'm not sure why it's there. Sometimes my eyes are a grey-ish color, but the always have a gold ringlet in the center. People always tell me my eyes are my best feature, and I think it's because of that ringlet. Onto my hair. Not that I'm a fashion freak or anything, but I have a lot to say about my curls. My hair is dark brown, but sometime's I'll dye it black or blue, depending on my mood. I usually keep it down, and it falls to about a little lower than the middle of my back. But if it's a special occasion, I'll put it in a fancy bun or something like that. It's quite curly, but I straighten it every now and then so I'd say it's wavy. I'm skinny, but not to the point where I look anorexic. I was once, but I craved in to hunger. Food is my passion. Anyways, I can fit into anything, even my five-year-old cousin's t-shirts. Don't ask how I know that. No matter how much I eat I never tend to gain weight, and my skin has a milky glow, the same type of glow that my eyes do. I was always a skinny baby, and in elementary school the other kids made fun of me for being skinny. But I never regret it one bit. My nose is round and perky, and my lips and ears are round to match it. I have high cheekbones and a well structured face; everywhere I go I have people telling me what a nice face I have, isn't that a bit weird? Next is my style, and it's a bit interesting. I usually wear things like this, or maybe this. But I never and I mean never go anywhere without my skateboard. I love to wear knee-high converse, but I also love to wear boots, and the occasional flip flops. I don't really wear dresses, but when I do, it will always be some shade of blue. After all, blue is my favorite color. Tops, I wear t-shirts and tanks, but I don;t wear long sleeves, even in the winter. They just bug me. For bottoms, I prefer denim, whether it's skinny jeans or jean shorts, I don't care. Purses, well I don't like purses, but I do have my over-the-shoulder bag that you will usually see when I'm skateboarding. I don't have any alterations to me except for that I have my ears pierced. And that's all, now please leave me alone.'

Personality: Shy, Fun-Loving,
and a Handful

'Didn't I tell you to go away? Oh, you want to know more about me, I see how it is. Fine then, suit yourself. Be let me warn you, I am quite an interesting one. Not in a bad way, I'm just a mumble jumble of emotions.
I can be shy at first, kind of like everyone else. I'm not the type to go up to a random person and start a conversation. You would have to come up to me and talk to me if you wanted to get to know me. But beware, I might look away or stare at the ground, but that's just because I'm nervous. For you guys that does not mean I have a crush on you, whatsoever. I have a habit of not looking people in the eyes while I'm talking, It makes me feel like I'm staring at them, if you know what I mean. But of course you don't. No one understands it. Other than that, I don't really like to talk to people either, it's just not my thing. I'd rather be singing along to something or just making up my own little song on the way to class. It's the little things that give people the wrong impression of me. If I'm not looking you in the eyes, please don't assume I'm rude or anything. It's just the way I am.
Now if you have the confidence to actually get to know me a little better than just my name and age, I'm a really fun-loving girl underneath. I care for my friends like a mother cares for her daughter. If you treat me the same way I treat you, then you won't regret anything, especially getting to meet me. None of my friends have back-stabbed me or anything, it's just the strangers who make fun of me. Not like I care, and I don't one bit. If you can hear me singing, that's you sign that I trust you enough to open myself up to you. Not that I have stage fright, I just don't trust everyone around me to not make fun of my singing, that's all. I did sing once in my fifth grade talent show, and that didn't go too well. The recording of my voice was brilliant, but those who aren't as nice to me still snicker when they hear my name. One day I will teach them a lesson. Just you watch.
I am quite the handful as well. If I get angry, it usually involves me getting into fights with those who think they can push me around. I only get in fights because I'm looking to earn some respect out of those people. And in those fights I mostly win, but the worst that can happen is the occasional black eye or sprained wrist, nothing too painful. Now I don't get angry too often, but that's because not many people hate me these days. If I had more than a few, I would wake up on the wrong side of the bed almost every day. My anger often lasts two days at the most because I can't stay angry at someone for that long. I'm just not that kind of person.'

'Okay, is this the last one? I have another one too? Oh well, the quicker done the better, at least for me.
When I was born, the person who cleaned me dropped me in the sink, and after that the doctor gave my brain an x-ray and he told me sadly that I had minor brain damage, and I was only supposed to live until the day I turned thirteen, so me and my mum decided they would treat me like I was a normal girl and that nothing was wrong with me. In elementary school I was desperate to be just like everyone else, but I wasn't as smart and failed all my classes. My classmates made fun of me for failing the 'easy' work, and that's when I took on singing, because it didn't require any input, just the output. I was in third grade when I first said anything, and I dint even say anything. Melodic words flew out of my mouth in music class, and my teacher clapped like it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard. But from then on I was known as the 'Music Freak.' Who would have known music could be a bad thing? But I forgot them and all I did was sung. I sung my answers in class, I participated in choir, anything but talking. And then the fifth grade talent show came along and I knew that was my chance. I sang my own song which I like to call 'Something I Gotta Say.' The auditorium was filled with just clapping, no giggling or murmuring. It was the best day of my life. Afterwards, people still called me the Music Freak, but less and less people called me that and more and more people started calling me by my first name, Adelaide. I even got a few Ada's in there.
In middle school, it was all different. I moved across the city to go to a private school, and that just made things worse. I was still called a freak because of my brain damage. And getting back to that, I never died from it. It was some sort of miracle, as the doctor told my parents. And better yet, my brain was slowly starting to repair itself, and I finally found the need to speak. The first time I actually spoke-not in song form-was in eighth grade. My brain was fixed up enough so that it could start doing normal things again. But my need for singing was just as important as my need for speaking, and I'm still amazing at it.
From then on life was a breeze. My parents never divorced or abused me, and I took up a band; I was the lead singer. It was a three piece band, and we went on to the point were everyone knew us in Port Douglas. But soon I had to move to the United States because my dad got a job offer, when I was in ninth grade. It the hardest day for both me and my friends. The last thing I remembered was waving goodbye with tears streaming down my face. I started singing in my bedroom nonstop, and my parents realized the should send me to this school, and that leaves me at present day.'

Crush: No
Relationship?: No
Talent: Singing
Stereotype:
The 'Music Freak'
Other: None
Likes: Rain
Singing
Food
Dislikes: Bullies
Rude People
Scary Movies

'Lets see here, what's left to cover? Oh yes, my love life and what I like. I've had a few boyfriends in the past, let me tell you about them so you won't annoy the h*ll out of me. The first one I had was in the beginning of ninth grade, about six months before I moved to the US. He was sweet to me, but he had something against my best friends, so I broke up with him after we argued for a long time. The second one was after a year when I moved to the US. He was also nice, but he had some depression issues, and committed suicide one night, and I still have the nightmares. My talent is singing and I am called the 'Music Freak' if you haven't already picked up on those two. I like the rain, but mostly because I can dance without a care. Singing is my passion, along with eating. I can't go an hour without stuffing in a light snack. For the things I don't like, there are quite the number. First off: Bullies. This one should explain itself, but I was bullied a number of times in elementary and middle school. Rude people: These kind of people drive me insane. Especially cheaters. Scary Movies: I tried to watch one once, scared the heck out of me. And I still have the nightmares.'

[mouse.]

{ Finally finished }

[Taylorr]

ooc: Ah, there wasnt supposed to be anymore females.. but it looks like you worked hard on your post so, um.. okay accepted. (;

[mouse.]

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