Post by Larrissa Lawton on Aug 1, 2009 17:20:54 GMT
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*TELL ME WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE
Name ::Larrissa Abigail Lawton is my full name, but I don’t ever tell people my middle name. That’s just there because it was my grandmother’s name. Larrissa Lawton, if you didn’t notice uses alliteration, my parents did that on purpose. It meant to be more powerful or something, who cares. I mean my name kind of sounds…old that’s the only bad thing about is really. Larrissa rolls off the tongue nicely and pretty much everyone around here knows my name which is a bonus. Then again my dad’s one of the most powerful barristers around town, how could you not.
Nickname :: As a joke, my daddy calls me Larry, although if anyone else called me that I’d probably shoot them. Jack calls me babe sometimes but that’s about it.
Age :: I’m Seventeen, a junior and when I turn eighteen in May, Daddy’s going to get me a new car.
Sexuality :: Uggh, straight. Why would I want to do anything with a girl.
Clique :: Prep, Queen Bee to be exact.
*LOOK IN THE MIRROR
Overall appearance ::Would it be really narcissist of me to say I’m possibly the best looking girl at school? Yeah, it would be wouldn’t it, but I mean I didn’t become popular just because of my ‘personality’. I’m your typical blonde haired, blue eyed California girl. Only, I’m a lot paler. Basically, I’m taller them most girl, I’m 5’7 which might be why I’m so thin. If I was any shorter I’d probably weight more then normal people should. I eat, a lot. No diets for me thanks. SO I mentioned I was blonde. I mean platinum blonde my hair is short it sort of hangs just below my shoulders and it’s always always straight .I hate curls.
I also mentioned my eyes being blue. Well they are ice blue. I’m not an emo or a goth or anything but I do like wearing black eye make up, it makes me eyes stand out more. I get my looks from my mother which is a good thing I suppose. She used to be beautiful back in the day, she only married Daddy for his money everyone know that. My features are a little bit angular; my teeth thank god are perfectly straight. That’s what the wonder of braces can do for you. In some ways I still look a little bit like a child; which totally sucks when I’m trying to sneak into clubs but a little cash never goes astray. When it comes to fashion sense, I’d like to think I have a lot of it. Basically I won’t wear anything unless it has a brand on it. Anything you see in a magazine, I probably own.
I like dresses, feminine stuff, none of that tom boyish clothing. I mean I don’t want to look like a dyke. Accessories are always a plus, basically I like getting dressed up and looking ‘neat’ and presentable. I won’t ever change my hair color, blondes really do have more fun and as long as Jack still thinks I’m cute, what’s the problem?
playby :: Taylor Momsen
*I THOUGHT I KNEW YOU
Overall personality :: People use a lot of different words to describe me. Bitch, shallow, aggressive, devious, bimbo. However I think all people are all of those things. Alright I admit I am a little bit of a bitch. I admit, I’m spoilt and I like getting my own way, then again everyone does. All I have to do is stamp my foot and daddy gets me what I want. It’s not like I don’t love him though, I don’t just use him for his money. It’s not hard to make me jealous and I don’t like being jealous it puts me in a bad mood and I’m often unreasonable when I’m like that. So having the best of everything is a sure way to prevent that from happening. Everyone bitches about their friends, maybe I do it a little to often though. I know things about people that could ruin them. Why do I know this? People like to suck up to me because I’m popular and they think telling me everything about them will make me like them. This isn’t the case at all.
I really only like being friends with pretty rich people. I know it’s so cliché but the people who aren’t, generally gawk when I bring them home. It’s hard to get conversation out of them and they seem to want to fawn over me. Don’t get me wrong I like the attention but it’s just, creepy. Who knows, they could be related to that Myers guy. People who have money are less likely to want to stalk me or whatever because lets face it, they can buy their own pretty things. Call me shallow if you will but that’s my view on the world. This does mean most of my friends are pretty which of course means a lot of them want the ‘Queen bee’ status. I worked my ass off to get here and I’m not giving it up easily. Basically I fight dirty, I mean I wouldn’t ever throw a punch and break something, that’s just ridiculous. I’m good at spreading rumors, snide comments, turning people against each other. Sometimes I do it just for a bit of entertainment. This place is nothing like California. It’s so... boring.
Just because I’m blonde a lot of people think I’m stupid. I’m not stupid, my grades aren’t great but then again what does school really matter? I only really go because of my social status. That sounds bad but whatever. I suppose in a way I’m selfish. I only look out for myself. I mean I care about other people as well but I’d chose myself over someone else. Like Daddy says, you can only depend on yourself in this life. I’ll always be there for me but no one else will be. Maybe that’s why I try to keep everyone at a certain distance. It means if I need to get rid of them I feel less guilty about it. I’m not totally heartless though. I mean, I love Jack. That counts right? I know he flirts with other girls and that pisses me off. But we’ve been together for two years. That counts for something right?
Likes ::
Money- I mean it’s basically my life source and determines social status
My dad- He gives me everything I want
Jack- He is my boyfriend; you’d hope I liked him.
Clothes- It’s my way of being creative. They do wonder for my figure
High School-I’m loved there, everyone likes me. What’s not to like.
Boys- Well… I like the attention they give me
Dislikes ::
Gays- It’s just not normal, at all.
Poor people- Generally they have no fashion sense and it just seems so dirty to me.
Bad grades- If I don’t do well in school, mom tries to cut off my cash flow from daddy
Rumors about Jack- He’s not cheating on me. Why try to torment me about it?
The old Myers house- That place is so creepy. I change sides of the road ever time I walk past it
Haddonfield- It’s not California. It’s so …dull and nothing ever happens here.
Hopes and dreams :: What do I hope for? Well I hope I can stay popular until I finish high school. After high School I don’t know what I’m going to do, I suppose I want to go to collage to study fashion merchandising , I think I’d be better at selling it then designing it. After all, who could say no to me? Eventually I’d like to get married, Preferably to someone rich, outside of Haddonfield. What I hope for...I hope the rumors about Jack aren’t true. I hope that My dad wak4es up to me mum’s gold digging ways and I hope above all, I don’t get ugly in old age.
Strengths :: Well, clothes obviously. I mean not only can I put an amazing outfit together but I’m so good at finding what suits other people. If I never get to Collage working as a personal shopper or a stylist would suit me very well. Manipulating people is also a pretty good strength. Depending on the person I can usually get them to do what I want when I want. Just a few nice words, a little bit of flirting maybe I’m to full of myself but that never hurt anybody.
Weaknesses :: My temper is a pretty big weakness. I’m not about to go and start a fight but I like getting my own way and I’m prone to bad moods and foot stomping and just generally making life hell for other people if I don’t get it. Some people say that being Shallow is a weakness and that I’ll never make any real friends that way but it’s not really. It just means I’ll be surrounded by beautiful people and honestly what’s so wrong with that? My weight is an issue, not the gaining it, the losing it. I have an extras fast metabolism it’s like it’s on steroids and the more I eat the faster I seem to lose it. Staying at a healthy body weight is hard
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Family ::
Daddy is a barrister, he’s the reason we moved to this silly little town. He wanted to ‘do something for the people’. He’s 53 and basically my own personal credit card. He calls me princess and he treats me like one as well. I love my father. Oh, his actual name is Scott Lawton.
My mother, ah mommy dearest. We have a sort of, curt respect for each other. We get along and we love each other to a point but I steal Daddy’s money from her and she doesn’t like that. The woman is much more concerned with her appearance and her status then the family. Maybe that’s where I get it from. She’s 43. Yeah she’s a bit of a gold digger when she’s not being called mom she’s called Gabriella Isis Lawton.
Pets :: I have no time for any pets.
Hometown :: California.
Overall history ::
*COME AGAIN
Anything else? ::I’m sorry it’s so shit?
Roleplay example ::I’m going to say that you know how I roll, but if you want one let me know and I can throw one in.
*WHAT A PLAYER
Your Alias :: Pey
Age :: sixteen
Contact :: Pm will do fine thanks
How did you find us :: Through Auby & R
Codeword :: Sing me a dream
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