Aliyah Mae Whitten

[Aly Whitten]

Aly Whitten



"Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight...
It's hard to let it go..."


`I WOKE UP AND WISHED
THAT I WAS DEAD,
»basics

fullname || Aliyah Mae Whitten
nicknames || Aly (very common), Al
age || 18
gender || Female
orientation || Straight
category || Stitcher
occupation || Works with the school news crew
power || Aliyah can do, undo, and redo organs and such within the body, meaning she can fix an internal problem and heal, or damage a person internally. Her powers only come through focus, and can get out of hand if she breaks concentration. Her ability has to be willed, meaning she has to find the will to do it. It's easier with people she cares about, because the power comes easily then.

(I'm not sure if I got it right... I tried, though)

`THE WHOLE WORLD IS MOVING
AND I'M STANDING STILL,
»appearance

face claim || Laura Jade
height/weight || 5'4/114
distinguishing features || Her star tattooed on her left shoulder. Her parents don't know, yet
brief description || Aly has interesting features. She’s constantly worrying about how she looks because she thinks she has a “funny face”. Her lips are normal sized and her nose is on the larger side. Her eyes are a blue silvery grey, and seem a bit creepy since she doesn’t smile too much. When she does, it’s usually a mischievous little smirk. It’s rare to see a true, happy smile from her. Her face is heart shaped (I believe…), small but fair sized breasts, broad shoulders and a curved form.

Her backside is, in her opinion, too big, especially since her chest isn’t so big. Her arms and legs are thin and long, but proportional. Her skin is very fair and soft. One reason she doesn’t like her smile is because she thinks her two front teeth are horribly large, and they are large, but not awful. She has large ears, earning her the name “Mouse” as a young girl, and her hair is near black with only a few natural streaks of dark brown. It’s long, reaching past her shoulders and almost to her lower back.

`AND EVERYTHING I SAID I'D DO
MAKE THE WORLD BRAND NEW
AND TAKE THE TIME FOR YOU,
»personality

likes || Dark areas, new places, different cultures, wind, swimming in the lake behind her house, wandering, discovering things, learning without books, quiet places, men who can sing
dislikes || Dancing with “suitors” her mother pushes on her, spiders, too much sunlight, judgment, teasing, crowds, loud noises, books, men who think women are below them, cobwebs
strengths || Good at faking emotions, clever, sneaky
weaknesses || Curiousity, stressed easliy, weak stomach
aspirations || To find someone and marry them
secrets || She’s trying to teach herself ballet, secretly because she wants men to see it and like it
fears || Being heartbroken, no one ever loving her, judgment, spiders, fire, blood
quirks/habits || Giggling when nervous, tugging at her ear when she thinks
overall || Aly’s very quiet at times, but also very social at times. She’s polite most of the time, and listens to her parents, nodding and saying her “yes sirs” and “yes ma’ams” when she needs to. However, her quiet and fairly aloof demeanor makes her seem snobbish, especially since she comes from a wealthy family and rarely smiles. If she does smile, she smirks or give a creepy “Oh, I’m just pretending to be okay with it but you’ll pay later” grin. She’s secretly sneaky and mysterious, and loves nothing more than to wander unknown places.

Her favorite thing to do is wander, actually, and go places and discover things she never has. She has little patience with gossipy girls and men who think women are under them. She has an elegant walk and plenty of grace, but men rarely approach her from a sort of uneasiness they get from her. She actually tries to ward men off, in fear of falling for a man and being hurt when he leaves her. She doesn’t trust men, and if very wary around them. A part of her wants to find someone, but fear keeps her back. She knows little of love because she hasn’t met a man who’s wanted her badly enough, yet.

`I JUST GOT LOST AND
SLEPT RIGHT THROUGH THE DAWN,
»history

mother || Esme Whitten
father || Daniel Whitten
siblings || none
other family || n/a
backstory || Bianca was born on a rainy day in September to a rich family of Daniel and Esme Whitten, he Italian and she French. They had one miscarriage before her, and were relieved when she turned out to be a healthy baby. She grew up well, and was treated well, with nannies and such… however, she grew to be an odd young girl. She studied alone, rarely talked to other girls, and was caught on the roof simply staring into the sky for hours at a time, not moving or speaking. Her parents got her into everything: dance, piano, singing lessons, acting lessons. She excelled in all of them, but never seemed really interested. She seemed obedient, but disappeared at dinner parties. Girls made fun of her, but never too loudly or to her face. The last girl that teased her to her face got punch on her nice Easter dress. She avoided them, though, and spent most of her time in the lake behind her house, teaching herself how to swim. She went into the woods beside her house to sing in, no one around and no one to hear her if she messed up. It’s how she developed her voice.

When she became a preteen, she was very awkward and often fell; making her tough eventually, but it was quiet embarrassing at the time. She hid even more, and stayed away from light for a subconscious fear of being revealed. She began to wander the parts of her house she never had, and eventually started sneaking off at night simply to look around and see things she hadn’t been allowed to see because of her protective parents. They never told her about sex, and many elements of it are still a mystery to her, even at nineteen. Her ballroom dance lessons, however, made her more graceful, and by sixteen she was a beauty, but still not very social at all. She never smiled, and came to resent her parents for still keeping her locked in the house. She’s pretty much convinced herself she’ll never find one, but often daydreams of one. Inwardly, she would love to dance and play and have fun, much like in the childhood she missed due to her parents getting her so many lessons, but is afraid of judgment. She’s a lady now, and must act as such… but her mischievousness and curiosity is slowly changing her into a desperate person…

`I THOUGHT OF YOU AND WHERE YOU'D GONE
AND THE WORLD SPINS MADLY ON...,
»ooc

name/alias || Bunni
age || 17
experience || A bit under a year
who's the fairest of them all? || (admin edit)
anything else? || No
roleplay sample ||

Cedrick was never much of a drinker. Drugs? He considered himself to cool to trash with those. Suicide? Please, he loved life too much. Which left him with only one solution to deal with the pain.
Lots and LOTS of monster.
He chugged the last of his sixth can and tossed it in the trash can, and let out a whoop, feeling extremel light headed. He felt like he weighed six ounces and could fly to the moon. He lept off the stage into the empty auditorium, feeling almost no floor under his feet. A thought of Horace snuck into his mind, but he quickly pushed it away. He didn't want to think about Horace, how they'd never speak again, how they'd never laugh about how silly girls could be. He just wanted to run, and run forever.
And, as he bolted out of the door, sneakers barely touching the concrete sidewalk, that was exactly what he intended to do...

[Admin !]

Accepted!