Post by Lucy Puckerman on Aug 20, 2011 3:41:29 GMT -5
Lucero Tamsyn Puckerman !
[/font][/center]Lucy is joining us from Ohio. this Fifteen year old is going to celebrate his/her next birthday on May 18th. she/he's usually very Kind, Caring and Loyal and is really quite good at Singing and Dancing. their problem is with skating. tsk tsk. welcome to Go Your Own Way, hun.
full name: Lucero Tamsyn Puckerman
celeb face: Taylor Swift
member group: Mckinley Students
age: Fifteen
likes: Her Brother Noah (AKA Puck), Pizza, Singing, Art and Schooldislikes: Lemons, Spiders, the dark, heights and bullies
personality:Organized:
she prefers to be organized. everything in her room is in a specific place and she hates it when people touch her stuff. unless she tells them they can. Everything she owns is in her room. Most of her stuff is in matching storage boxes When she gets really bored she will re-organize everything but this usually ends with her losing something small by putting it some place else and then it takes four hours to find it. she has her shirts arranged by color and type. and the pants she that won't fit in her dresser drawers are hanging on hangers in the closet sorted by type. Her books are all arranged by size from large to small.
Writing:
She loves writing in the summer she'll sometime stay up until 1 or two on the morning just writing because the mood strikes her there are only two things that impede the writing her hand going numb and running out of paper. she has a compulsive need to stay within the margins on the paper. if she sees she's going to go over the margins or has she will rewrite the whole page. tends to leaved the bottom five lines on a sheet of paper blank. she has no idea why. if she writes on one of the bottom five lines she will tear the page out and rewrite it.
Habits:
She tends to close her bedroom door every time she leaves the house because she doesn't want her mother's cat to sleep on her bed. When she gets nervous she tends to hide in bathrooms. that's habit she started when she was a child. never eats cold toast because she finds it waxy and disgusting. Tends to get side tracked in the middle of one task and ends up doing something else. If she misplaces something she tends to have hard time sleeping because of it.
Change and Memory:
she accepts change fairly easily. But if she feels things are spiraling out of control. She will start crying. and the only way she can calm down is to start drinking water because she knows she can't cry while drinking water because she'll choke. When she's overwhelmed with emotions of any kind she will start crying.
history:Lucy is Puck's younger sister. She always knew her brother had a good side. Although she will occassionally leave hte house to go watch her brother play football, or perform with the Glee Club. Lucy was diagnosed with Aspergers and has hard time socializing. And She's sometimes easily Emotionally overloaded. Lucy Hopes to find love some day but doesn't think anyone will ever love her.
Few people outside her family know she has aspergers. A person of above average intelligence she has excellent memory and likes art she just has has hard tiem with social cues.
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hello! my name is Melissa! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about 12 years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are other characters here. my time zone is Central Time Zone. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:
Lucy looked at Mike, she could tell by the tone of his voice that he did truly mean what he said about cooking while camping "Mason was the first person, in high school, that didn't assume I was a bitch because I spent time alone and spent all my free time on the archery range at the school. I was born in small town and therefore if one person started a rumor everyone would soon assume the same thing. Since Mason was from London and would always be out of town when there were full moons they assumed his family were criminals." she started to eat her food "this is great. you did a good job cooking dinner."
She grinned when he asked "The part that is safe to say. My dad's family originated in small village in France. in the 1700s. There were several mysterious deaths blamed on a werewolf, and it was an Argent that was chosen to hunt the alleged werewolf. due mostly to the fact that his family had been the first victims. it's not clear if they ever found anything but ever since each generation of the family has been trained to hunt. I was personally trained from age ten in archery and my father was trying to keep me out of it. But the night after I first introduced Mason to him. this was before the night i already told you about, he told me everything. To me it didn't matter, mason accepted me as i am. I accepted him." she looked at him "Part of the reason my father pulled a gun on him. Was he assumed we had had sex. Mason was raised to believe that someone should wait until marriage." she hoped that was vague enough. She was hoping it wasn't enough to draw Mike into the dark side of the reality of this area.
After she had finished eating "What do I do with the plate?" she asked she took a napkin and wiped a little piece of food from the corner of his mouth. She goes into the tent and puts her hair in ponytail "My hair gets tangled when I sleep." she blushed and went over and kissed Mike again.
She helped Mike clean up around the fire, she placed her hand on his cheek "I feel safe around it's the first time I've felt truly safe since Mason. In truth i hardly felt safe around my father after he told me the family secret." she leaned against a tree. "it's nice to have someone to talk to again." she smiled as she thought about the camping trip she had gone on with Mason. There were few times where they would start kissing and they end up falling into piles of leaves they even almost rolled down a hill. "You're A lot like Mason. He would just be himself and he liked being in the woods." she looked down as she thought of how she had discovered Mason was a werewolf. They had been in Bangor at a movie theatre they were going back to the car and a stray dog had been about to attack Lucy, and Mason stared it down and did a low growl and it had run off like it had been attacked. The day he had disappeared Mason had borrowed a pair of Lucy's socks because Mason had small feet for a guy and he and lucy wore the same size shoes. His socks had been dirty and he had put on a pair of socks with heart shaped argyle and cupcakes on them.
Lucy's thoughts drifted to the past "I will see you later Lucy. Sorry I have to cancel our date." he kissed her. She smiled at him "I love you." that had been the last thing they had said to each other.
She was unaware that her father had been following Mason and Mason had been keeping written records about it and put that journal in safe deposit box, In the bank in Haven, Maine. Along with money for Lucy. The last thing he had don before Quentin Agent had taken him to Louisiana, to kill him, was write last letter for Lucy to find and Put it in that safe deposit box. he only hoped Lucy would find he watch she had given him. it had been a family Heirloom from her mother's family and had a secret compartment and Mason had hidden the key in that watch, hopefully when he died that pocket watch would be left there.
She hadn't realized she was starting to cry. it was because she had been thinking about Mason. She Looked down at her wrist there was small scar on her wrist from the first time she and Mason had gone camping.She hadn't realized she had been close to a wild rose bush until she had scratched herself and Mason had been so gentle when he had cleaned it. "this scar is from the first time he took me camping." she showed it to mike
She grinned when he asked "The part that is safe to say. My dad's family originated in small village in France. in the 1700s. There were several mysterious deaths blamed on a werewolf, and it was an Argent that was chosen to hunt the alleged werewolf. due mostly to the fact that his family had been the first victims. it's not clear if they ever found anything but ever since each generation of the family has been trained to hunt. I was personally trained from age ten in archery and my father was trying to keep me out of it. But the night after I first introduced Mason to him. this was before the night i already told you about, he told me everything. To me it didn't matter, mason accepted me as i am. I accepted him." she looked at him "Part of the reason my father pulled a gun on him. Was he assumed we had had sex. Mason was raised to believe that someone should wait until marriage." she hoped that was vague enough. She was hoping it wasn't enough to draw Mike into the dark side of the reality of this area.
After she had finished eating "What do I do with the plate?" she asked she took a napkin and wiped a little piece of food from the corner of his mouth. She goes into the tent and puts her hair in ponytail "My hair gets tangled when I sleep." she blushed and went over and kissed Mike again.
She helped Mike clean up around the fire, she placed her hand on his cheek "I feel safe around it's the first time I've felt truly safe since Mason. In truth i hardly felt safe around my father after he told me the family secret." she leaned against a tree. "it's nice to have someone to talk to again." she smiled as she thought about the camping trip she had gone on with Mason. There were few times where they would start kissing and they end up falling into piles of leaves they even almost rolled down a hill. "You're A lot like Mason. He would just be himself and he liked being in the woods." she looked down as she thought of how she had discovered Mason was a werewolf. They had been in Bangor at a movie theatre they were going back to the car and a stray dog had been about to attack Lucy, and Mason stared it down and did a low growl and it had run off like it had been attacked. The day he had disappeared Mason had borrowed a pair of Lucy's socks because Mason had small feet for a guy and he and lucy wore the same size shoes. His socks had been dirty and he had put on a pair of socks with heart shaped argyle and cupcakes on them.
Lucy's thoughts drifted to the past "I will see you later Lucy. Sorry I have to cancel our date." he kissed her. She smiled at him "I love you." that had been the last thing they had said to each other.
She was unaware that her father had been following Mason and Mason had been keeping written records about it and put that journal in safe deposit box, In the bank in Haven, Maine. Along with money for Lucy. The last thing he had don before Quentin Agent had taken him to Louisiana, to kill him, was write last letter for Lucy to find and Put it in that safe deposit box. he only hoped Lucy would find he watch she had given him. it had been a family Heirloom from her mother's family and had a secret compartment and Mason had hidden the key in that watch, hopefully when he died that pocket watch would be left there.
She hadn't realized she was starting to cry. it was because she had been thinking about Mason. She Looked down at her wrist there was small scar on her wrist from the first time she and Mason had gone camping.She hadn't realized she had been close to a wild rose bush until she had scratched herself and Mason had been so gentle when he had cleaned it. "this scar is from the first time he took me camping." she showed it to mike
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