Post by Jezebelle Thorne on Apr 10, 2010 13:53:26 GMT -5
** Jezebelle Thorne **
Seventeen || Demon/Witch || Winter
Seventeen || Demon/Witch || Winter
Full Name: Jezebelle Night Thorne
Real Age: 17
Age Appeared: 17
Grade: 12th
Species: Hybrid- Demon/ Witch
Member Group: Hybrid
Canon or Original: Original
Secret Word: CHOP** Can you see into my soul?
Likes: Reading, writing, muzik, partying, daydreaming, the night, danger.
Dislikes: Drama, large groups of people, being slapped, idiots, fast food, preps, getting attached.
Fears: Electric saws, drowning, being vulnerable.
Hopes: To have her songs published, to learn how to control her anger, to be more social.
Skills: Singing/her guitar skills, noticing little details, masking her emotions and guessing others.
Personality Check: Jezebelle didn't have a real childhood. Whens he was young she her parents died which left her to jumping from foster home to foster home. She'd learned not to get too attached and to be quiet. Polite. But Jezebelle today is anything but. She'd always had anger and abandonment problems which she overcame... Sort of. She no longer cares if she's abandoned and still has some anger issues.
Jez has never been the affectionate type so she's never been in a relationship... If you know what I mean. She likes danger and adventure and has woken up many times hungover on a strangers bathroom floor. Jez has manners but she doesn't use them and doesn't care for them. She pays attention in school and has good grades but doesn't care for it. She'd much rather be out in the world learning rather than a classroom.
Jez from a young age was always slightly antisocial. That's why she moved from home to home so often. She would never speak. Never disobey. At least not until she was older. Then she was more of a handful and soon developed a record. Minor things that she ultimately got away with with her devious and coy personality. Jez has one rule. One statement: Mess with me and I'll mess you up. Plain and simple.** You should see my tears
Hair Color: Purple/Black
Eye Color: Almost black.
Body Type: Slim/slender. Fit but curvy.
Clothing Style: Jezebelle is all into dark clothing. Dark almost. Pink is a rare thing but she will wear it occasionally. Purple, black, and blue are the main colors. She doesn't mind revealing clothing as long as she doesn't look to skanky. She's never been one to be self conscious.
Tattoos or Piercings: She has a tattoo on her lower back of a fallen angel with two feathers falling down on her upper back. Her ears have two piercings each and she has a tongue piercing.
Scars: Down the left side of her ribs is a light, jagged scar from when she was 14 years old. One of her foster parents was slightly abusive and got a little too rough...
Celeb: Skye Sweetnam
Look Check: Jezebelle is a short 5'3'' 1/2 inches. She's always been slim and can eat just about anything without gaining much weight. She's active and can do a mile fairly easily. She's cute but doesn't use it to her advantage much. She gets what she wants by other means. Jez isn't sure how much she weighs, but she's healthy so doesn't care. Weight, as mentioned before, was never an issue. Her hair is naturally black but she'd always had a thing for streaks. Which vary in color from blue, red, green, purple and a mixed variety of all of them.
Jez has a pretty face, soft skin and soft features. Her eyes are the color of a pitch black night and stand out whenever she wears any sort of makeup (which isn't often). Her hair is thick and wavy, she rarely ever straightens or curls it. Or even put it up. She just doesn't care for it. Jez's close flatter her unintentionally. She wears what fits and what's cute but never overdoes it. Even though she can wear some pretty exotic outfits when she feels like it.
Jez has long eyelashes that make her eyes stand out and thin eyebrows. When it comes to what others say about her looks and what she should do to make herself look cuter, Jez doesn't listen. She doesn't care. She doesn't dress or look the way she does to satisfy others, she does it to satisfy herself. What they say doesn't matter. Doesn't affect her. She just doesn't care. She's happy with her looks.** I want to share my story
Ethnicity: A mutt. German, English, American Indian, Italian, and French.
Birth Place: Muskegon, Michigan.
Current Residency: Phoenix, Arizona.
Extra Ability: Ability to read others and emotions and thoughts.
Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Other Relatives: N/A
Pet: No Pets.
Life Story: Jezebelle doesn't remember much from her childhood. Small clips and glimpses but nothing solid. Her parents are a blur. After they died she was put immediately in an orphanage. Then into her first foster home. Nothing big, she was quiet, nearly mute. Never speaking out of turn. Never bending or breaking the rules. Always by herself when she could help it. Her foster parents were worried of course. Trying to get her to interact with their kids. But it was all for nothing. She refused to cooperate. So they simply gave her back, saying they couldn't do anything to help her. Same thing happened with the next 6 homes. All the same story and complaints. Her social workers didn't know what to do.
When Jez turned 14 she was placed in the Braxton's home. At first things were going the same as the last 7 houses. Until the incident. Mr. Braxton seemed like a nice guy. He tried spoiling Jez, trying to gain her trust. When she refused him he turned violent. It was simple things. A slap here or there. Mrs. Braxton turned a blind eye thinking it was just another alternative for her husband to try to get to Jez. Up until the night she was left alone with Mr. Braxton. Jez was sitting at the table picking at her food when Mr. Braxton came at her. Later the police told her that she's passed out as soon as he made the first blow at her head with his dinner plate. After that they aren't sure exactly what happened. Only that she'd been thrown out the window and had nearly died. Mr. Braxton had a heart attack. Results from the autopsy revealed he had an underlying condition that caused him to be violent. The heart attack was simply caused by old age.
After that though, Jez distrusted men. Always avoiding them when possible. She was kept on the orphanage and has only recently been placed in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Stephens' home. They have two kids, a boy and girl and wanted to take in another child since Mrs. Stephens can't have anymore. Jez seemed like that troubled child they thought they could fix. They're learning fast that's not how it works.** Behind the pretty face
Name/Alias: Rashel
Age: 14
Years of Role-Playing: 1 1/2
Method of Contact: Email.
RP Sample:
"Dang it," Jez muttered. Who knew Germany was such a whore house? Or at least that's what some of the drunks saw her as. Dressed in a black tank top that really showed off her curves and a pair of black skinny jeans along with her favorite mismatched laced converse. She looked great. Sexy in most's books, but in her eyes she was wearing what she loved and that showed and concealed a reasonable amount.
Shaking her hair into it's comfortable pizazz. Stepping out of the road and up to the sidewalk she entered a random park. There didn't seem to be anybody there which suited her well. Sitting on a bench she put in her ear phones and began to listen to music setting her black backpack next to her. Some people would call her emo, gothic. But in her mind she was different and lonely, whether she knew the latter part or not.
Glancing up at the darkening sky she smiled at her personal win. It had been a long time since Jez had seen a sunset without getting hurt in the process. To her this was a battle won in a on- going war.
Time Zone: Eastern Standard.
Characters: None Yet.
