Post by Francesca Banks on Jul 26, 2011 21:32:03 GMT -5
francesca taylor banks !
[/font][/center]frankie is joining us from manhattan, new york. this sixteen year old is going to celebrate his/her next birthday on june first. she/he's usually very shy, intelligent, and sarcastic and is really quite good at academics. their problem is with not being her own person. tsk tsk. welcome to go your own way, hun.
full name: name here
celeb face: Vanessa Hudgens.
member group: Cheerios.
age: Sixteen.
likes: Academics, music, fantasy, being alone, and praise.
dislikes: Illiterates, romance, cheerleading, gossip, and her father.
personality:Frankie, at first glance, could be mistaken for a bitch. Although she's not, she can be when she wants to. Due to her Cheerios persona, she has to keep an image up to please her fellow cheermates and Sue (of course). Which means undermining other students that aren't in a high enough clique and obviously, hating the Glee club. In truth, Frankie is actually a quite shy and intelligent person. Even though she's not the most sportiest person out there, she can still maintain her place in the cheerleading squad and depends on it as much as other girls. She has trusting issues, so she doesn't have many "best friends" that she really opens up to. Once she does though, her personality shifts a bit. She tends to be sarcastic, ironic, arrogant, and a slight blunt. She usually keeps her thoughts to herself, afraid of what people would think of her. She's really caring and friendly, although she doesn't talk to strangers.
history:Frankie has a wonderful family.. well, had. As a child, she had two great parents to look up to. Her father, a successful music producer and a mother who was an exceptional real estate agent. Then.. father met a nice lady and well, you know what happens: divorce. Now, mother didn't take this well, so she and Frankie moved to Lima, where she basically lost hope in everything. She quit her job and spent all their available money of alcohol and drugs. Due to this, Frankie is forced to work several part-time jobs, but at the same time maintain her grades. Cheerios are currently her only hope right now as she is in desperate need for a scholorship to get into college. To make sure she is able to do this, she makes sure not to interact with others or be distracted by anthing at school. Frankie has become completely independent from her mother, causing little to no communication for it, but she can't help to still care and nurture.
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hello! my name is kristin! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about 4 years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are none at the moment. my time zone is eastern. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:
Free period: Frankie's least favorite class. Well, not like it was a class, you basically got to do whatever you want. Which was the thing that annoyed her. She always stuck by the rules, instructions, etc. Never has she ever wanted to do improvisations or to 'wing it'. It was all foreign to her. She sighed as she walked down the bare hallways, concerned on what to do for the next 45 minutes.
In the end, Frankie just decided to clean out her locker. Since exams soon became a common thing now, her teachers never assigned as much homework as before. She stood in front of her dull metal locker. Quickly punching in her combination, she opened the door to her compartment area and jumped back. It was completely horrendous. Loose papers, food wrappers, and such were scattered all over. Her binders were in asymmetrical placements. She sighed and mentally facepalmed herself. She sighed and just started working. Pulling a trashcan over to her, she started throwing away useless junk that accumulated in her locker. As she started pulling out one of her binders, her shelves and books fell out and onto the floor beneath her. "Great," she stated. Kneeling down, she started picking them up one by one. Only 40 minutes left to go..
In the end, Frankie just decided to clean out her locker. Since exams soon became a common thing now, her teachers never assigned as much homework as before. She stood in front of her dull metal locker. Quickly punching in her combination, she opened the door to her compartment area and jumped back. It was completely horrendous. Loose papers, food wrappers, and such were scattered all over. Her binders were in asymmetrical placements. She sighed and mentally facepalmed herself. She sighed and just started working. Pulling a trashcan over to her, she started throwing away useless junk that accumulated in her locker. As she started pulling out one of her binders, her shelves and books fell out and onto the floor beneath her. "Great," she stated. Kneeling down, she started picking them up one by one. Only 40 minutes left to go..
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