Post by danica harte. on Mar 3, 2009 4:00:03 GMT -5
DANICA CAROLINE HARTE
"there’s no time like the present"
`I WOKE UP AND WISHED
THAT I WAS DEAD,
»basics
fullname || Danica Caroline Harte
nicknames || Dani
age || 18
gender || Female
orientation || Straight (curious)
category || Sniff
occupation || Student/Book Store Clerk
power || When Dani touches something, she can see things about the current, and sometimes even past owners of an object. It works best when the object is tied to a strong emotional event, and sometimes she can’t get anything at all. Usually, Dani can only see the past, but every now and then she can figure out where someone is by touching something that is significant to them.`THE WHOLE WORLD IS MOVING
AND I'M STANDING STILL,
»appearance
face claim || Simona McIntyre
height/weight || 5’8’’ / 120 lbs.
distinguishing features || Her eyes stand out more than anything else about her, but she also has very long legs.
brief description || If a pair of wings sprouted from Dani's back, they wouldn't even look all that out of place. Dani is slender and pale, with long legs. She has big blue eyes that stand out in her thin face. Altogether she looks like a fairy, and somewhat out of this world. Coupled with the fact that she always seems to off in some daydream or another, people often think of her as some kind of sprite that fell into this world by accident.
Dani stopped growing when she was sixteen, but she was always tall for her age. Now days she's five foot eight, and at least as tall as most of the boys. It really doesn't bother her too much as she has never really been the type to worry about relationships. She does think that she looks like a stick because her incredibly thin frame however.
The blond dresses in whatever she finds amusing, and wears long skirts or loose jeans most of the time. She likes scarves and fun accessories, and her style is definitely her own. She'll wear most anything that strikes her fancy.`AND EVERYTHING I SAID I'D DO
MAKE THE WORLD BRAND NEW
AND TAKE THE TIME FOR YOU,
»personality
likes || science, math, dogs, sunshine, milkshakes, good books, junk food, being tall, talking, kids, and laughing.
dislikes || spiders, the dark, when it's too quiet, being ignored, people who don't listen, rabbit food, being cold, scary movies, being called Danica, her parents, and studying.
strengths || stubborn, idealistic, smart, humorous.
weaknesses || stubborn, idealistic, proud, sometimes aloof, blunt, superior.
aspirations || Dani want to be a researcher or a teacher.
secrets || She has some big holes in her memory from the age of five to the age of sixteen. Her step-father tried to hand her over to division one.
fears || forgetting, darkness, monsters/ghosts, failure.
quirks/habits || Dani will tug on the ends of her hair when she's nervous. When she is bored, she'll try to balance a pencil on end, or re-style her hair, or start pulling the seams out of her clothing. When Dani is excited she practically bounces off of the walls.
overall || If you look up nerdy girl in the dictionary, you would probably find a picture of Dani Harte. It's always been that way really. I am smart and I know that I am. Some people say it's annoying, but that's fine. I don't really need to be friends with everybody. Besides, idiots are annoying too.
For the most part though, I am a dork. I love to laugh and make other people laugh. I'm melodramatic at times, though not usually about serious things. My serious side is usually the more glasses and a white cat kind of thing. Yes, evil genius in training, that's me.
I'm all about having fun, and even though I am smart, I hate to study. I tend to just barely work to make my A's, a fact which tend to drive other students nuts.
You should also know that I'm pretty stubborn, it gets me into trouble as often as it gets me out of it though. I mean, I stand up for myself and all, but at the same time, that stance is one that can get you hit. I don't back down easily at all.`I JUST GOT LOST AND
SLEPT RIGHT THROUGH THE DAWN,
»history
mother || Leonora Imogen Reed neé Michelson
father ||Justin Allen Harte
step-father || Kevin Jonathon Reed
siblings || Ryan Peter Harte [20]; Wesley John Harte [23]; Liza Belle Reed [10]; Finn Martin Reed [7]
other family ||
backstory || On the fifth of April, 1991, I was born to two very loving parents. I was the third, unplanned for, child, but they were every bit as happy to see me as they had been to see my two older brothers.
Things were pretty normal until I was about five. That was the first time that I remember touching something and being able to see it's past. Dad said it was fine, but that I shouldn't tell anyone that I could do that. We told Mama though.
He died later that year, leaving me, mom, and the boys to fend for ourselves. Mom got a job working as a waitress and we moved into a little apartment after the bank took our house. It wasn't bad though. We looked after each other, and things were pretty good.
Then Mom met Kevin. He was a cop who came in nearly every day to get coffee while he read his paper. He'd developed a crush on mom, and he asked her out one night. We were all surprised. They started dating, and he was always nice, but distant with the three of us.
I was seven when Mom announced that we were going to have another sibling, and eight when they got married that summer. Liza was born, and suddenly Kevin paid no attention to any of us three older kids except when he wanted us to do one chore or another.
My powers started giving me problems when I was about twelve. Mom helped me through it all, but she never told Kevin about them. There were some things that were just for family to know she told me. I was the only one who could decide when to tell him.
Wes moved out as soon as he was eighteen, and then Ry was gone too. I was sixteen and rather alone. By this time Mom had had another baby, Finn. Kevin hardly ever noticed me.
Just before my seventeenth birthday, I touched Mom's old wedding ring, trying to remember what Dad looked like, and I guess because I was trying so hard I passed out. When I woke up, Mom was holding me, and I told her what had happened. Kevin heard when he came to see where Mom had went.
A week later, Mom woke me up in the middle of the night. She had a backpack full of my clothes, and she sent me away to live with my aunt. I haven't seen her since. Although Wes has come to see me once or twice. He tells me that him and Ry are always watching out for me. I have his cell phone on speed dial in case I ever need him.`I THOUGHT OF YOU AND WHERE YOU'D GONE
AND THE WORLD SPINS MADLY ON...,
»ooc
name/alias || Nic.
age || 19
experience || About six years.
who's the fairest of them all? || (admin edit)
anything else? || I am a coding genius. Muhahaha. And I live in an icebox.
roleplay sample ||
don't know what this is all about
but the way you act makes me nervousHe pulled away from her just as their skin touched, and Ali felt herself frown, there was more wrong here than she had originally caught on to. “Please just don’t touch me…. You don’t want to touch me… what I have to say is going to kill you and me… but it has to be said…” He was babbling on, like he didn't really want to say what he was about to say to her. And the truth was that he probably didn't want to say it, with all of the trouble it would bring down on him.
“I talked to her and then I kissed her… not just one I kissed her twice…I wanted to cheat so that you hate me…. I need the pain… like a junkie to heroin. I need the pain… I kissed her…I cheated…”
The young woman stood aghast at everything that had just poured out of the man that just a couple of days ago she'd thought that she might be falling in love with. He looked as torn by emotion as she felt. She could almost hear it as she felt her heart shatter into a million pieces, right there on the busy street. He wasn't crying, she realized and something in her snapped.
She laughed, even though it felt like she could fall down on the sidewalk and die right now, she laughed. "I- I honestly didn't see that one coming." She said, somehow not melting into a puddle of emotion on the sidewalk, even though for some reason her knees felt like they were made of jello. She was going to have to get out of here quickly.
"But then I guess that just proves- just proves how naive I am, huh?" She felt like her voice was going to crack, but she was drawing strength from somewhere that she didn't even know that she had, keeping herself on her feet even now.
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