Post by jewels rayne haden on May 26, 2009 1:10:33 GMT -4
JEWELS RAYNE HADEN
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going with the rhythm of a time bomb, slowly ticking away.[/center]
I'D STAY THE HAND OF GOD
[/color]BUT THE WAR IS ON YOUR LIPS[/font][/center]
BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES
[/color]EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED[/font][/center]
NICKNAMES: Julz, Jewel.
SEX: Female
AGE: Twenty two.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual.
ETHNICITY: Albino.
CANON OR ORIGINAL: She's mineee.[/color][/font][/ul]
THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT
[/color]AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION[/font][/center]
HAIR: Bright, firey red.
EYES: Amber.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 115 LBS; 5'3"
BODY TYPE: Petite, though slightly average.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Bright red hair decorates the females head and goes just past her shoulders. The colour varies depending on her mood, though she feels the red hair suits her more than any color. Most of the time, her hair is down and straight, that is when she isn’t doing anything important or just feels like she wants to look ordinary. Though, obviously, she is far from ordinary. Sometimes, when going to a club or just out somewhere “nice” she will put it in a messy up-do of sorts to keep it off her shoulders. The hair is thick and can make her hot in an instant when she is dancing or in a humid place.
Jewels’ face is smooth, and porcelain white. Her complexion is damn near albino without the red eyes to go along with it. Too much sun will cause her to burn and blister so she stays indoors when it is too much for her to handle. The female’s eyebrows are naturally shaped in a small arc, which is one of her favourite features; she’s not very high maintenance. Moving to another of her favourite features, Jewels’ eyes are an amber colour, hiding a bit of green around the outer edge of the pupil. She likes them because they remind her of cat eyes, and she’s a huge cat lover.
Continuing on her face, the girl’s nose is one of her least favourite physical traits. It’s fairly small, though the point is what pisses her off. She does not think she is ugly by any means, she knows she is wonderfully gorgeous, but sometimes she feels like the nose doesn’t match the rest of her. But some say yourself is your own worst critic, and this is one decent example of that. Her small, and fairly pink lips reside above her strong, rounded jaw line.
Jewels is nowhere near large, but she is taller than a few other females she knows. Coming in at a whopping five feet six inches.Her weight is below one hundred and thirty pounds, the exact number is unknown because she tells nobody except her doctor. Some people she knows believe her weight is due to her occasional drug intake, but really she just has a fast metabolism.
Her choice of clothing is frowned upon by the majority of the city’s, if not world’s, population because she loves to flaunt what she has. And believe me, she does it well. Usually wearing mini-dresses or short skirts, she gets the attention she seeks, but she doesn’t make a fool of herself by throwing herself at guys.[/color][/font][/ul]
TRICK WITH A DOUBLE TONGUE
[/color]BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME[/font][/center]
DISLIKES: Children, Prudes, Non-Druggie people, Haters, Police, Most chicks, Liver, Hospitals, Doctors.
STRENGTHS: Dealing, Taking care of herself.
WEAKNESSES: Jason, Jason's Voice.
HABITS/QUIRKS: Smokes, Chews on her tongue, Blinks more than average.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:Jewels Rayne Haden is not like most females. In fact, she’s quite the opposite on most levels. Other than loving to look good, she’s pretty much polar opposite to ninety nine percent of the gender. As I just said, she loves to look good which could be taken as an understatement in more cases. Jewels almost always needs to look good, though that goes without saying she’s absolutely gorgeous so there’s no real need for her to try. Jewels is a make-up freak, though she never wears too much, she thinks that’s trashy and she is very far from trashy –in her own mind at least. She is also one not to care about what people think of her in the least. Sure, she’ll sit and listen to their bashing and trashing, but she never lets it go to heart, she’s tough enough to handle her own.
Being a bisexual enables her to have more choices than a straight person would have, though it is safe to say she is more of a guy kind of gal in a way but she does go for the pretty little female when she’s sick of men. It is hard for a bisexual female to go for girls when they piss her off to no extent, but she usually deals when it is a chick she really likes. Most of the time, when looking for a female, she would look for a little princess type of girl since she absolutely loves spoiling her partners.
It’s slightly hard for her to find a male she can really connect with, considering the fact she’s usually “one of the guys.” Jewels enjoys sports, drinking beer and doesn’t care if she breaks a nail. That’s just the kind of girl she is. Think of her this way; a tomboy who knows how to dress. She’s a very low maintenance chick who’d rather chill out than go to a fancy restaurant and eat. Pizza and booze is one of her perfect date ideas; and being that as it is, it’s hard to keep a female around since they seem to want the opposite.
Jewels is a drug dealer, anything you want she could get, and that’s one reason she has to be tough. And acting isn’t her greatest trait so actually being tough is a good thing. She’s never been one for liking guns so she always keeps a blade on her in case her natural weapons prove useless in some situation, besides it’s always a good idea for a female to have some kind of weapon on her in Atlanta; especially if she’s holding and goes into the bad parts.
The female isn’t one to be quiet, though sometimes –when something is bugging her- she will sit and stare at a wall to think things through. That’s the way she is, a thinker, but most of the time actions come before thinking; most people who know her would say it’s because of the drugs and they are right. She’s not one for hitting up all the time, but even selling is pretty much a death wish. For Jewels it’s no different, from the early age of nineteen selling drugs has been a big part of her life and still they remain to this day, and probably many more to come as well. It’s her life, she swears she’d be a hermit if it weren’t for selling and she always thanks the labs when she can because otherwise she wouldn’t have anything to do.
When she does find the need to talk to someone she dislikes she is a very sarcastic bitch, to say the least. Every sentence has sarcasm so thick you could fuck it, but most times the people are way too stupid to hop on and ride. Another point I should add is that she’s almost always sarcastic though only horribly so to people she hates or who are getting on her nerves. Most of the time she is only extremely nice to her regulars; who are pretty much her friends. [/color][/font][/ul]
LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE
[/color]MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS[/font][/center]
Justin Haden, 59, Living, Retired - Father.
SIBLINGS: Elliot Haden, 32, Living, Unemployed - Brother
OTHER FAMILY: George Haden, 72, Living, Retired - Grandfather.
Samantha Haden, 70, Living, Retired - Grandmother.
PETS: N/A
OVERALL HISTORY: Amelia Clark and Justin Haden met at a war protest in the late seventies. They were both in their early twenties and they had instantly clicked. It seems, back then, that they had the same interests and dreams as well as views on children and marriage. Only a year after dating each other –Justin asked her the night after they met- they got married in a small church with a few close friends and Justin’s family present. Amelia’s father was involved in the war and killed a few months into his volunteering, which is why she’d been protesting in the first place. Her mother, on the other hand, had died shortly after giving birth to Amelia’s little brother, Jack, who had also died due to complications at birth. It seemed to be the perfect life for the both of them.
Justin went to Medical school on his father’s tab and Amelia got a job at a local diner to keep them going. It worked for the time being until Justin graduated and found a practice that would take an apprentice on. Life was good from then on, or so it seemed to the outside world. Amelia and Samantha had gotten rather close in the short time that Amelia and Sam’s son had been together. Usually, Sam would visit Amelia at work and have a cup of coffee with her at break, just chatting about anything and everything that went on in the Haden household as well as the world. Samantha –being a mother- wanted to be a grandmother and tried to push Amelia to talk to Justin about having children of their own soon. As she said, “You aren’t getting younger.” Amelia didn’t want children until they were settled and Justin had a secure position at a clinic or better yet, hospital.
After they were good and ready, about five years into their marriage, they decided to try for a child. Unfortunately for them, Justin was infertile and didn’t handle it as well as Amelia had hoped. No man would handle it with a smile and shrug, but she had hoped he wouldn’t take it out on her. She didn’t hope enough. Soon the marriage was deteriorating and he seemed to be getting more and more violent. Amelia continued to work, and Justin continued to beat her. Samantha made her usual visits to the diner and Amelia finally cracked and told her mother in law what was going on. Samantha, being the wonderful person she was, suggested –and paid for- Justin and Amelia to adopt. They had chosen to adopt twins. A boy and a girl, from birth; their biological mother felt she was far too young, and alone, to take care of them so she agreed to put them up for adoption.
Having children in the house did make things better, and it seemed that things would stay better, but that changed when Amelia stopped working even after the kids were well old enough to look after themselves. Things stayed bad well into the twin’s teenage years though with them around, it was harder for Justin to take his anger out on their “mother” so he reverted to using the time in their bedroom to beat her and verbally abuse her, though quietly so the twins couldn’t hear. Samantha and George were frequent visitors to their son and daughter-in-law’s house; they wanted the twins to have proper grandparents, the kind who spoiled them, which is what they did.
Deirdre and Elliot –the twins- were well into their adult years now, and moving out of the house, which gave Justin a better shot at Amelia. The now almost fourty couple that were having troubles found it harder and harder to get along, though they kept together for the sake of their vows. Amelia still loved Justin, and he still loved her but they seemed to be getting sick of each other. Luckily for them, though, George and Samantha had gone through the same bought of hardship in the early years of their marriage and suggested counselling, and even recommended their old therapist.
Things were looking up and they had decided –more like the counsellor decided- another child would do them good, though an older one, since they were up in their years. This time around, Amelia and Justin paid themselves and decided a seven year old girl would do just fine. They searched around for a while and finally found Jewels. She was a quiet one to begin with but soon warmed up to her new parents and found it fun going to school and all that. By the time Jewels was sixteen, Amelia and Justin’s marriage had improved greatly considering they had continued going to family counselling and they even showed up with Jewels once in a while.
George and Samantha spoiled her just the same as they did with the twins, if not more. Being the only child in the house, with older parents to go along with it, did get boring after a while. Jewels had gotten into partying with her group of friends by her seventeenth birthday; Amelia and Justin were fine with this as long as she was at the house and knew she was safe. Eventually, Jewels migrated from drinking at her own house and started going to college parties, which she could get away with because she looked fairly older than she was.
It was customary for teenagers to experiment with drugs at least once; Jewels was one of the teens who actually enjoyed them. Most of the time, she’d stick with a joint but on some occasions she’d get a line or two set up and take it. Obviously Justin and Amelia didn’t know, otherwise they’d kick her ass; she hid it really well, luckily enough.
At the age of nineteen, Jewels had developed a liking for partying way too much and decided to go off on her own little adventure and moved out of the house. Finding a cheap, rent controlled apartment, she moved in with a high school friend and made a living working part time at a gas station and running drugs for an older friend of hers. Sooner rather than later, Jewels decided she wanted to be a dealer of her own and did just that. She quit the station job and found a reliable source for all the kinds she wanted to sell. She still lives in that same apartment, though has more than enough money to move; she thinks it’d be too much hassle to move, with all her regulars knowing where she lives and all that.[/color][/font][/ul]
WON'T CRY FOR MY SOLITUDE
[/color]LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU[/font][/center]
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