Post by Arienne Lestrange on Oct 22, 2008 12:23:08 GMT -6
Character Info
Name: Arienne Cindra Symone Lestrange
Nickname: Ari (most common), Enna, Cindy, Cinders, Cee-Cee, Mona.
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Year: Senior (12th)
School: Castle Hill Preparatory School
Character Personals;Here
Phone;Here
Appearance:
There isn't much to say about Arienne's appearance, really. She, in her opinion, is plain and, on some days, she considers herself ugly. This is why I shall be explaining to you what she looks like.
Arienne has luscious chocolate brown curls that frame her oval face perfectly. Her hair, when straight, falls to graze her back merely an inch from her natural waistline. When curled, it easily falls past her shoulder blades, and the curls are always loose and well defined, as if she's just stepped out of a salon when, in actual fact, her hair is naturally like that. Never having been dyed, Arienne's hair is in tip-top condition, and she has never had to combat the problems of split ends or dandruff.
Her eyes are only a shade lighter than her hair, if that, and they, unlike the cliche, are not the windows to her soul. Perhaps, if you look deeply enough, you could see the sadistic, twisted person for what she really is, but no-one has ever dared try. Arienne's eyes can easily dance with fun, or with fire. They can twinkle with mischief, or turn cold as ice. She could stare down a cat if she tried, and woe betide if you cross her because, guess what.... Looks can kill.
Her skin, bronzed no matter what time of year it is, is flawless, or appears to be when you look at it. Whether the art of make-up has been used that morning or not, there is never a blemish in sight.
Arienne stands at a 'gangly' 5'9, and is perfectly proportionate in size.
Usually Wears:
Arienne doesn't have a particular style, though one could say that she is fashionably casual. She wears for comfort, but it never seems that way to the people she is with, because her clothes are always current (and usually designer). She is not averse to wearing skirts and dresses, whatever people think, though she, as a rule, refuses heels, as they make her feel like some sort of giant freak.
General Personality:
Arienne is a very shy girl, first of all. She doesn't like to impose on a person, and so it stands that she hasn't made many close friends. There are those that she can and will talk to, but only if they talk first. She won't go up to a group of people and just join in their conversation as if she was there all along, but she won't refuse an invitation.
Arienne thinks, to be quite basic and simplistic, that she's not worth anyone's time. She keeps to herself, most of the time, choosing to write poetry, stories, or songs. Her imagination is her best friend, despite what anyone might say, but she is not a typical artist/creative person.
She is meticulous in her actions, and pays attention to detail. Her main focuses are organisation, planning, tidiness and orderliness, and she has been known to forget her place and reprimand younger students for running in the halls, or for keeping an untidy locker.
This attention to detail is perhaps what makes her such a good author, poet and lyricist, though, as she can point out all of the faults in her own work without having to include anyone else, thus keeping her work private.
Interior Personality:
Arienne, deep down inside, has a penchant for seeing people get hurt. Gory films are something of a passion of hers, and she has yet to find one that scares her. During the scariest parts of the scariest films, the most she has done is flinch involuntarily before laughing.
Whether it's just a girl crying, or someone being full-on beaten, Arienne can't stop the shiver of pleasure she feels running up and down her spine, though she has had a sufficient amount of practice to hide it. Her face blanks when faced with a scene, and there are rare occasions where she will find herself becoming aroused by the scenario, in which case, she would have to find a reason to excuse herself.
Fears:
- Being caught out
- Having to make conversation with strangers
- Fire
- Parental figures
Likes:
- Equestrian riding
- Musicals
- Poetry
- Nature
- Romance novels
- Horror films
- Solitude
- Silence
- Order
- Neat people
- Reading
- Writing
- Singing
- Playing piano
Dislikes:
- When her horse needs to be shod
- Talentless people
- Being stuck inside
- Brass instruments
- Loud noises
- Obnoxious people
- Disarray
- Coffee
- Dairy products
- Being made to feel uncomfortable
History:
Arienne was born to Miranda and Paul Moorcroft at quite an early stage in their relationship. They were still getting to know each other, and had been married only seven months before she was born. She was a surprise, at first, when they were off on their honeymoon and Miranda came from the bathroom, white-faced and barely remembering to breathe.
However, when she was born, two weeks earlier than she should have been, on the 3rd of February, Miranda and Paul seemed to be nothing but the most doting and loving parents a child could ask for.
She had anything her heart desired, though she could never vocalise these things until she was 10 months old, when she learned to say 'Yes', 'No' and 'More' even before 'Mommy' and 'Daddy'.
At five years old, it was hardly a miracle to find out that the perfect family wasn't as perfect as they made out to be. Around two months after her fifth birthday was the first 'encounter'.
In the dead of night, her parents snuck into her room and shook her awake. They took her into their room and proceeded to do things to her that she shouldn't have encountered until, say, twenty years later, and then made her do the same. Children are impressionable at that age. They learn right from wrong by following their parents' footsteps.
This continued for five long years, and all three acted as if nothing was wrong, though one of them didn't KNOW it was wrong.
One day, though, Arienne just snapped. She stayed awake when she was sent to bed, and she snuck up to her parents room just half an hour before she knew they'd come down for her. Once there, she lit a match, and held it to the bed sheets. They ignited immediately, and Arienne ran back into her room, lying in bed pretending to sleep before 'waking up' to her mother and father's screams.
Running out of the house, tears streaming down her face, a neighbour held her close as the sight of two burning people was seen through the bedroom window from the lawn. Despite the emergency, it took the Fire Service nearly an hour to reach the house, by which time the people inside the house were well and truly burned to cinders, as was the whole third floor of the house.
For a few weeks, while the police and everyone else searched through the house for possible causes, Arienne stayed with her neighbours. After that, though, her belongings were packed, and she was sent to a foster home.
There, she started to have violent fits that started whenever she felt a rush of strong emotion (generally only negative), and she was prescribed pills by the doctor.
She still has to take these, and these are the reason that so many families sent her back to the Home. They couldn't deal with her when she refused to take them.
Now, at seventeen years old, Arienne knows that it's important to take her pills, though she tries not to take them so much, in a bid to wean herself off them. She has also changed her name by Deed Poll, so she is no longer associated with the violent crime of killing her parents.
Family:
- Paul Moorcroft´´ 37´´ Father´´ Deceased
- Miranda Moorcroft´´ 36´´ Mother´´ Deceased
Have you read the rules? Yes, I have read the rules of Westfield Academy. ^_^
Name: Arienne Cindra Symone Lestrange
Nickname: Ari (most common), Enna, Cindy, Cinders, Cee-Cee, Mona.
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Year: Senior (12th)
School: Castle Hill Preparatory School
Character Personals;Here
Phone;Here
Appearance:
There isn't much to say about Arienne's appearance, really. She, in her opinion, is plain and, on some days, she considers herself ugly. This is why I shall be explaining to you what she looks like.
Arienne has luscious chocolate brown curls that frame her oval face perfectly. Her hair, when straight, falls to graze her back merely an inch from her natural waistline. When curled, it easily falls past her shoulder blades, and the curls are always loose and well defined, as if she's just stepped out of a salon when, in actual fact, her hair is naturally like that. Never having been dyed, Arienne's hair is in tip-top condition, and she has never had to combat the problems of split ends or dandruff.
Her eyes are only a shade lighter than her hair, if that, and they, unlike the cliche, are not the windows to her soul. Perhaps, if you look deeply enough, you could see the sadistic, twisted person for what she really is, but no-one has ever dared try. Arienne's eyes can easily dance with fun, or with fire. They can twinkle with mischief, or turn cold as ice. She could stare down a cat if she tried, and woe betide if you cross her because, guess what.... Looks can kill.
Her skin, bronzed no matter what time of year it is, is flawless, or appears to be when you look at it. Whether the art of make-up has been used that morning or not, there is never a blemish in sight.
Arienne stands at a 'gangly' 5'9, and is perfectly proportionate in size.
Usually Wears:
Arienne doesn't have a particular style, though one could say that she is fashionably casual. She wears for comfort, but it never seems that way to the people she is with, because her clothes are always current (and usually designer). She is not averse to wearing skirts and dresses, whatever people think, though she, as a rule, refuses heels, as they make her feel like some sort of giant freak.
General Personality:
Arienne is a very shy girl, first of all. She doesn't like to impose on a person, and so it stands that she hasn't made many close friends. There are those that she can and will talk to, but only if they talk first. She won't go up to a group of people and just join in their conversation as if she was there all along, but she won't refuse an invitation.
Arienne thinks, to be quite basic and simplistic, that she's not worth anyone's time. She keeps to herself, most of the time, choosing to write poetry, stories, or songs. Her imagination is her best friend, despite what anyone might say, but she is not a typical artist/creative person.
She is meticulous in her actions, and pays attention to detail. Her main focuses are organisation, planning, tidiness and orderliness, and she has been known to forget her place and reprimand younger students for running in the halls, or for keeping an untidy locker.
This attention to detail is perhaps what makes her such a good author, poet and lyricist, though, as she can point out all of the faults in her own work without having to include anyone else, thus keeping her work private.
Interior Personality:
Arienne, deep down inside, has a penchant for seeing people get hurt. Gory films are something of a passion of hers, and she has yet to find one that scares her. During the scariest parts of the scariest films, the most she has done is flinch involuntarily before laughing.
Whether it's just a girl crying, or someone being full-on beaten, Arienne can't stop the shiver of pleasure she feels running up and down her spine, though she has had a sufficient amount of practice to hide it. Her face blanks when faced with a scene, and there are rare occasions where she will find herself becoming aroused by the scenario, in which case, she would have to find a reason to excuse herself.
Fears:
- Being caught out
- Having to make conversation with strangers
- Fire
- Parental figures
Likes:
- Equestrian riding
- Musicals
- Poetry
- Nature
- Romance novels
- Horror films
- Solitude
- Silence
- Order
- Neat people
- Reading
- Writing
- Singing
- Playing piano
Dislikes:
- When her horse needs to be shod
- Talentless people
- Being stuck inside
- Brass instruments
- Loud noises
- Obnoxious people
- Disarray
- Coffee
- Dairy products
- Being made to feel uncomfortable
History:
Arienne was born to Miranda and Paul Moorcroft at quite an early stage in their relationship. They were still getting to know each other, and had been married only seven months before she was born. She was a surprise, at first, when they were off on their honeymoon and Miranda came from the bathroom, white-faced and barely remembering to breathe.
However, when she was born, two weeks earlier than she should have been, on the 3rd of February, Miranda and Paul seemed to be nothing but the most doting and loving parents a child could ask for.
She had anything her heart desired, though she could never vocalise these things until she was 10 months old, when she learned to say 'Yes', 'No' and 'More' even before 'Mommy' and 'Daddy'.
At five years old, it was hardly a miracle to find out that the perfect family wasn't as perfect as they made out to be. Around two months after her fifth birthday was the first 'encounter'.
In the dead of night, her parents snuck into her room and shook her awake. They took her into their room and proceeded to do things to her that she shouldn't have encountered until, say, twenty years later, and then made her do the same. Children are impressionable at that age. They learn right from wrong by following their parents' footsteps.
This continued for five long years, and all three acted as if nothing was wrong, though one of them didn't KNOW it was wrong.
One day, though, Arienne just snapped. She stayed awake when she was sent to bed, and she snuck up to her parents room just half an hour before she knew they'd come down for her. Once there, she lit a match, and held it to the bed sheets. They ignited immediately, and Arienne ran back into her room, lying in bed pretending to sleep before 'waking up' to her mother and father's screams.
Running out of the house, tears streaming down her face, a neighbour held her close as the sight of two burning people was seen through the bedroom window from the lawn. Despite the emergency, it took the Fire Service nearly an hour to reach the house, by which time the people inside the house were well and truly burned to cinders, as was the whole third floor of the house.
For a few weeks, while the police and everyone else searched through the house for possible causes, Arienne stayed with her neighbours. After that, though, her belongings were packed, and she was sent to a foster home.
There, she started to have violent fits that started whenever she felt a rush of strong emotion (generally only negative), and she was prescribed pills by the doctor.
She still has to take these, and these are the reason that so many families sent her back to the Home. They couldn't deal with her when she refused to take them.
Now, at seventeen years old, Arienne knows that it's important to take her pills, though she tries not to take them so much, in a bid to wean herself off them. She has also changed her name by Deed Poll, so she is no longer associated with the violent crime of killing her parents.
Family:
- Paul Moorcroft´´ 37´´ Father´´ Deceased
- Miranda Moorcroft´´ 36´´ Mother´´ Deceased
Have you read the rules? Yes, I have read the rules of Westfield Academy. ^_^
