Post by ISABELLA YORKSHIRE on Jun 3, 2009 21:39:07 GMT -8
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ISABELLA CECILE YORKSHIRE
I'VE JUST SEEN A FACEcharacter name: isabella cecile yorkshire
nicknames: isa, belle, bells, bella, cece, yorky, yorkshire.
age: twenty one
gender: female
sexuality: bi-sexual
pb: rosie huntington whiteley
THE LONG WINDING ROADoccupation: model and full time heiress.
residence: the black diamond estates.
been in vegas for how long and why: "Vegas was a stupid decision at first and I came as soon as I hit the eighteen mark so that I could marry this guy I had been dating from back in New York. It turns out that he already had a girlfriend and I'm stuck here against my will since my parents have decided to pretend I don't exist. They thought that threatening to cut me out of the will would somehow keep me down but I've been here for just about three years holding my own very nicely. Well, I'm not really in Vegas so much since I was signed with Ford but really time will tell how much longer I decide to keep the fact that I'm living in my father's house a secret."
FULL OF EXCITING STORIESlikes:
- new york city and the trannie.
- having a trust fund that kicks in at 22.
- being the center of attention.
- smoking marlboro lights.
- doing print work.
- lap dogs and lap dances.
- the twilight book series.
- spaghetti and parmesian cheese.
- going to the beach.
- having sex anywhere but in bed.
- taking long warm showers.
dislikes:
- stereotypical assholes.
- getting accused of anything with or without reason.
- other people trying to invade her social circle.
- having to fake orgasms.
- her ex husband.
- being underestimated by men.
- going down on anyone.
- burnt, ugly, and citrus like foods.
- girls hanging around excessively with her boyfriends.
- girls who are butch and want to be transgendered.
- admitting to being wrong.
personality:
a natural flirt. even if the person that she is pursuing isn't attractive to her, the first instinct is to get on their side with flattery. this is how she gets her desired fill of attention from people by not only communicating but by getting them to reciprocate the amount of attention she gives them in a flirtatious manner. she can be rather playful and modest when doing this, or seriously vulgar but this may not all fall under the same category. either way, isabella is a full blown coquette in every sense of the word. her advances are hardly limited to the opposite sex though her approaches to women may be much more subtle and slow moving than they are with men, she has learned to love both.
* idealist
if anything, she is far from practical but rationality only comes to her in the form of perfection. a dreamer who is only as accomplished as she is because of the fact that she has always had a bank account to explore in. while other people only dream of having that chocolate bar or going to see their favorite band she had access to the resources to get to where she wanted from the get-go. for this, she almost even feels as if she is entitled to certain parts of life. if anything fails to go her way believe that she will be utterly disappointed in not only herself but others around her. all of her ideals are varied from realistic to definitely not going to happen in categories. the ones that will not ever be a part of life really tend to hit her hard right in the heart. this makes for a plethora of regrets and disappointments.
* affectionate
whether it be in the form of a pet name or a warm little embrace, the physical comforts that a person wants can always be delivered by isabella. waving to greet people is outdated to her and she will only really acknowledge a person if it is face to face. her affections are never reserved to one person. if she has a boyfriend he must absolutely be able to tolerate the fact that she goes around hugging and holding everybody's hands. rubbing people's backs and making them feel better is nearly a pastime. it also adds to the amount of focus that needs to be put on her because she hardly ever does something if there's nothing in it for her in the end.
* tenacious
strong in her convictions and beliefs, it takes either a high level of annoyance or arguing to sway her to change her mind. this does not go for her skin because if anything it is as delicate as a piece of paper when it comes to the comments of others and their opinions about her. she will most definitely stand up for herself but taking things to heart is common. once she is wronged, she will be sure to never get herself close enough to a person for it to happen again. so trust. she is a humongous grudge holder. things tend to go like this: another person will be afflicted and she will offer herself to comfort them and carry their burdens. 'a win for me, heartache for you." she will never though, allow someone to do the same for her without a struggle and a wave of impending doom for being weak enough to need another person.
* controlling
for her visions to be carried through accurately she must be the one in charge. not exactly a natural leader but more like someone who needs to feel like their voice is being heard and opinions taken into deep consideration. she can not handle being ignored or tossed to the side because this only adds fuel to the fire of her longing for the reins. if anything her control drifts more into the realms of being possessive. she needs to know what is going on at all times and the answer to why. if anyone tries to intrude on her conversations she will immediately think that they're trying to take her attention and this tends to be a problem for whoever it is that bugs her. she also can be overly protective and close minded because of this. nothing will get through to her once she has made up her mind about any given person or subject.
* verbose
talks, talks, talks and talks but in the end she doesn't say very much. at times you may want to grab her lips and shut her mouth up, but isabella needs to continue until she feels that her point has been made. most of the time this trait in her only comes out in a negative light because otherwise she closely monitors what it is that she says to another person. along with her wordiness comes a sense of irrationality and the loss of her discretion. not only characteristics found in a drunk person but also in this sober girl. she resolves to the catty behavior that is expected and usually lays all of her cards right out on the table with only room left for expansion and discussion.
* elitist
it may not be so much being an elitist as it is that isabella is very judgmental. if she does get the wrong vibe from someone (which isn't a surprise) she will tell them right away. there is always a standard and level of expectations that she creates for people around her. they are never aware of this because it is very much a mind game that is played by one. if a person is not what she expected it triggers for her to want more or simply want to get away as soon as humanly possible. for this, she has had to pay the price of her actions frequently. a fine example of this would be the super hot guy who she ends up sleeping with but turns out to be horrible bed. yes, her judgments to take her quite far.
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fears:
the first foreboding fear that would greatly freak her out is to be written out of the will and seriously banished from her family. despite her newfound ability to pay bills by herself the comfort of knowing that she had some good money to fall back on was always something that she took for granted. it probably will continue to be overlooked until it is palpable that it will no longer be around for her. her expectancy of having it to live her adult life with would plummet and it is likely that she'd be destroyed without her money. a materialistic person without the money to pay for their life is always a very very sad little gal.
not having that perfect ken doll soul mate to live forever with would be a serious downer. from day one she has envisioned her tall lean husband standing beside her in a polo shirt and the way he'd give her little love pats on the ass as she walked by. a bit odd but it is the way she saw love and exactly the way that she'd like it. with her ken boy would come a family of starry-eyed children and a golden retriever who live in a posh mansion somewhere in paris, france. her dreams of being the trophy wife may never play out since they are far from what she is like in the current. this does not stop her from breaking up with the people who have failed to be her other half of sure perfection.
this one is a classic. it is so close to her that she loses her breath and has serious panic attacks when she thinks it out thoroughly. dying is a looming fear. it is the fact that just by ever having been alive she is dying with every day she lives because it's completely inevitable. if it were possible to live forever even she were miserable she'd do it. the only thing that really bothers is that the world will go on. people will go on living their lives. people that she has never met wouldn't even know about her existence and it would be like she wasn't ever actually alive in the first place because the world will not remember her. being forgotten and abandoned are horrible but not nearly close enough to knowing that she didn't mean a single thing to every single person on the earth.
secrets:
at the age of seventeen isabella began to take a liking to her father's close friend who was an 18 year old intern at his firm. she was the first one to make a move on the guy who couldn't find it in his chiseled self to deny her what she seemed to be wanting. her virginity was lost to him merely two weeks after she first met him and he got her pregnant. she was able to find a clinic that would abort the pregnancy in less than 3 weeks after finding out and still hasn't told anyone about it. she doesn't exactly consider it necessary information since it was so long ago. it honestly escapes her to this day.
then, she also holds the secret of her marriage. she hates to tell anyone that she was so flighty and came up to las vegas for a marriage that didn't even last a year. the fact that he divorced her is even more embarrassing. she finds that she has grown to be very ashamed of her own stupidity when she was young and for this still has doubts about her own future and in others. her faith in fidelity has also diminished but she expects for others to still hold her in high regards. though she will seldom mention her ex to anyone he tends to find ways to get under her buttons without even being near her.
goals:
her first goal would be to find and fuck mark ruffalo blindness style like when he cheated on his wife. this one has been nearly an obsession for her since she first saw the film and realized that she never got the gist of it. though she did find pleasure in rewinding it over and over to his face in the act. this is like many of her goals to be with a t.v. star or someone along those lines because they seem so perfect to her. she is well aware of the fact that she may never do this, but it doesn't stop her from dreaming about it during the day.
to become one of those victoria's secret angels. her career in modeling has never exactly come first for her but she has managed to already take a few steps toward reaching this. for whatever reason she believes that being an angel will make her an international star and it will get press on her constantly. this is one of those things that people want so much but probably turn out to hate when they get. it's not as if very many people get the chance to be privileged enough to be vs angels. fortunately the physical appearance of a person gets them quite far in this society and this is what isabella relies on to get far in her career.
to get in good standing with her family again definitely hasn't made the tops of priority list but it is something that she will need. her mother decided to pretend that she was pissed at her but continues to call her as often as she possibly can. her father is the least lenient of her parents and she wants to be his little girl again. at the age of twenty-one and three years after pissing him off she has not talked to the man once. ultimately he is the one who controls the will and her trust fund so she worries all the more about getting that taken away from her.[/blockquote]
WHEN I GET HOME
family:
- bartholomew john yorkshire, 46 --- father, big time corporate attorney
- diana louise rhodes, 42 --- mother, diamond industry heiress, socialite
- gabriela yorkshire, 19 -- sister, student
history:
conception tends to be a beautiful thing that occurs between people that are in love. since when? well, since fairy tales were introduced into the american society. this is why isabella cecile yorkshire was not even conceived in the united states. her parents were a couple of drunken people when they meet one another in a resort down in barcelona. her father was 25 years old and engaged to a woman when he had gone to the city with his bachelor party. his name was bartholomew john yorkshire and her mother who had been in spain on a family vacation. diana louise rhodes was at a bar with her older sister being the eccentric young woman that she had always been. it wasn't fate that brought them together. their night was not one of splendid lovemaking.
it was a short moment that resulted in the conception of isabella in a grimy bar restroom for women. rough, unplanned and completely awkward. bart didn't have any choice but to break off the engagement that he had with his childhood sweetheart and to take responsibility for the mistakes that he made while drunk. love never came to the couple but they were both from affluent families and diana didn't ask for much but to be able to enjoy the luxuries of her life and children. her search for bart didn't take too long because they ended up in the same position once more in that single period of time and numbers were sloppily exchanged. it was four months after realizing getting notified that she was pregnant that diana actually bothered to call bart and tell him the exciting news. he gave her a mouthful and another month of silence before proposing to her over the phone and moving her into the house that was originally meant for his fiance and himself. so, isabella was born in munich, germany so that her father could marry diana with his family members around.
by the time that isabella was able to walk and diana could bear to have another child the small family moved to london where diana's family had lived for as long as she could care to remember. at four years old the attention was taken off of their first born daughter and thrown to their new child who they thoughtfully named gabriela after the angel. this is when bart realized that he needed a son. he tried harder than ever to make his relationship work with diana. pretending to love someone was difficult for him when he had to juggle her needs with his very own. the physical connection was always there but he still turned to another woman to satiate his desire for an emotional connection as well. it was when diana caught him with the other woman that she popped and bore him his first son three months too early.
isa and brie didn't ever get a chance to meet the baby boy who died the same afternoon that he was born due to respiratory problems. they grew up knowing only each other and brie adored her older sister from the beginning. isabella on the other hand, was not fond of her . gabriela was effortlessly stealing attention that was rightly due to isabella. they went through grade school with brie oblivious to the fact that her sister was working overtime to get attention from her father more than anything. he was constantly working to get out of the misery that awaited him at home. for whatever reason, he decided that isabella should've been his son and he couldn't help but to want to stay away from that. she tried everything in the books to drag focus away from her curly haired little sister. she peed on her, pulled her hair, pinched her and even tried to talk like a baby. despite the adorable accent that she had, her attempts only worked for short amounts of time.
by the time that she was twelve years old and brie only ten they became very aware of one another. gabriela was beginning to realize that she had the upper hand in the situation only because she was the youngest child and she didn't even know her advantages over her sister. once she practiced her abilities as the last born child, she began to work them in her favor. this drove isabella through the roof. her eyes were always glued on schoolwork and she piled up on athletics. there was hardly any time for a social life in between all of her twelve year old duties. no one realized it but she was inadvertently taking the same path that her father did. work until you forget the problems. this didn't go on forever. soon isabella woke up one day and realized that she was growing a little something called breasts. they didn't get her anywhere during their initiation into her disproportionate body but they gave her a huge confidence boost. she was exploring her world for once and pushing the limits of her parents' patience.
gabriela was twelve years old when isabella went to her first party. she didn't lose her virginity but she did wear a dress that showed off her still growing body. the ugly comments were starting to ease up when her peers realized that her imperfections were somewhat attractive. a fourteen year old wasn't aware of her potential. she hardly even touched the drinks or anyone else for that matter. in fact her life as a teenager was bland until she got her first boyfriend. by then her parents were starting to give her all the attention she needed because she was suddenly so much more demanding. gabriela just followed along and took what she got without complaint. it wasn't only her need for expensive clothes but also the given that her academics were spiraling downward. this first boyfriend at fifteen was the key element to that. he snatched her up as soon as he could and was eighteen years old when they started to date. the furthest that she went with him was the last time that she saw him. he asked her to go down on him and she did it only to throw up right afterward. he was more embarrassed than she was but still tried to convince her to do more. and that was the beginning of tons of blow job rejections delivered by her and boyfriend who were too touchy feely.
this portion of her life was full of learning experiences. they were brought to an abrupt halt when her dad decided to put his oxford education to use in new york. isabella was the only one who wasn't excited about leaving the only place that she remembered living in since she was a child. gabriela welcomed the change and this was enough approval for her parents. new york was nothing like what isabella had expected. there were people everywhere she looked and the catholic school that she was attending was horrible to dress for, but she adored the food. there wasn't a spur of obesity and then the miraculous recovery that had boys swooning after her. she just went on living a comfortable life as a city socialite until she fell in love for the first time with her huge mistake of a husband. their story was slightly similar to her parent's but she didn't keep her child and she ended up being the wife who got dumped in a strange place.
her parents were both shocked when they saw the shining gold band on her finger. bart immediately got rid of the intern who begged to him to consider keeping him if he divorced his daughter, but it just wasn't acceptable. he could hardly even look at isabella without shouting out a threat to cut her off completely. diana only frowned at her daughter and tried to break the news to her as short and sweet as possible. "bella, baby, your dad doesn't want you around right now... gabriela's going to miss you so much." the words were far from liberating to hear, they were excruciating, but they were her driving force. isabella had to prove that she didn't need them in the first place and she did just that with the help of a modeling agency. she wasn't in horrible conditions when she was in las vegas in the first place, it was the impending fear of being cut off that bothered her. credit cards were still in tact, her trust fund still was going to kick in at twenty two but she didn't want to picture life without that. to this day she only works to keep those safety nets wrapped very tightly around herself.
pets: noone.
nonee!
FROM US TO YOU
ooc name: michelle
age: eighteen
years roleplaying: four
other characters: none yet.
roleplay sample: here's your chance to show us what you've got to offer. a lot of your application is based on how well you write, and if your style will bode well at VIVA LAS VEGAS! you've got to shine; this will either make or break your application! you may use a previously written post for another site if you wish.
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J[/b]ust asking her out proved to be a difficult task for Nero. This wasn't due to any flaws in her, as far as he knew there weren't any to be found. He just couldn't even get the words out because he feared that he was out of shape when it came to dating. Alora had been his world for so long... The eighteen year old managed. though, to ask the bright eyed girl out and take her to eat at a place that he thought they'd be comfortable at. It wasn't like either of the two knew very much about dining at high end restaurants, neither could pronounce the Italian dish names correctly but they managed to enjoy one another's company none the less. Just sitting across from her made Nero feel like he was doing something beneficial to someone, and he couldn't help but admire her soft beauty and the sound of her voice, the way her lips curved into a smile. Everything that Lena had to tell he wanted to listen to. For the short amount of time that they had known one another a relationship had grown so quickly that there was no uprooting it. He couldn't forget Alora, but this girl came into his life and became significant in less than a week. He confided in her and it wasn't only because she looked so much like his Alora but because she could've been the same person with her up front personality and irresistible magnetism. Dinner with any other girl couldn't be as sweet as it was with Lena. Nero was positive that everyone was ecstatic when they finally left to take a walk into the all encompassing cold Chicago night. Heeding the pitter patter of her soles on the pavement, Nero beamed when their fingers interlaced with one another's and took a look up at the stars that fascinated her so much. He had to think and take in the fact that the night had gone so well. It all was just so good, too good.
H[/b]e sighed quietly, finally feeling at ease with his life and with the present. He heard her question the stars and immediately thought of what she had told him about her life. Clearing his throat, he tilted his head and looked down at her as he spoke. "I'm sure you'd know how to answer that question... Tell me, how do you shine so bright Miss Vasallo?"[/color] Gently but swiftly, he stopped their walk and held her hand as he gave her a small spin and rested his hand on her hip very lightly as she faced him again. Love. It was love that was starting to build in him once again and only after three months of heartbreak. Smiles were difficult to hold back when he was with Lena, she was so endearing; so beautiful. It seemed like the past was finally becoming the solid past. Nero would soon be able to give his brothers a rest, leave his cousin alone and the brooding would end. How could he continue to feel so dejected if there was a new light in his life? To be around a girl like Lena was to be complete. All that he thought about was her, every girl that he spoke to was irrelevant now because he only saw one. Could it be that it was too much, too soon? If his happiness should be diminished he would love it all the more. It was only a month or so that he'd known her, but he felt like they'd been together for a lifetime. The night was made for Lena Vasallo and Nero Valensi.
R[/b]aising an upturned hand to her rosy cheek, he caressed her smooth skin and smiled as their eyes met. Her laugh was music to his ears. Tenderly pushing her hair out of her eyes with the same hand, he could feel his heart beating as hard as ever and hear the sound of the blood rushing through it. This was what it felt like to be alive. "I can only hope that you'll let me have more nights like this with you..."[/color] he murmured leaning close to her and brushing his lips against hers as he spoke. "You're wonderful."[/color] He finished hesitantly. Kissing a girl was something that he enjoyed only if the girl wanted it. He didn't know what else he wanted if not to kiss her right then and there. There was nothing that he could lose. He leaned closer, closed the distance, and cupping her face with his hand he kissed her. He gave her a long lasting saccharine kiss that you only read about in books. It wouldn't have felt right with anyone else. He didn't want this with anyone else.
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is it done yet?: sii senorita!
word count: 1081
his outfit: suckish dresser!
listening to: salt the stings, the duke spirit
the other goods: i love them.
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