aiden keating
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about you,
NAME, emily or emi.
AGE, nearly fifteen.
EXPERINCE, five or six years.
OTHER CHARACTERS, none yet.
PASSWORD, it's californication!
about aiden keating,
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NAME, aiden elizabeth keating.
AGE, eighteen.
GENDER, female.
SEXUALITY, straight.
SOCIAL STATUS, student.
SCHOOL, calarts.
GRADE, freshman.
MAJOR, music.
CAREER, singer and songwriter.
POTRAYED BY, hayley williams.
APPEARANCE, aiden is a slender girl, her height at about five foot four inches or so. she is of paler skin, but tans slightly during the summer if she gets out enough. she is thin, thanks to a high metabolism and a good knowledge of 'what not to eat'. her skin stays clear most of the time, so acne usually isn't a problem for her. her lips are naturally more rosy-red than most, and are usually coated lightly with carmex. her eyes are lined with black, gray, or brown eyeliner, and her lids usually boast some kind of bright color such as lime green, orange, and blue.
her hair is probably the most interested you will see. it is naturally red, but she enjoys dying it orange, yellow, and pure-red. it is heavily layered, most of her bangs sweeping to one side or centered. the layers of her hair are heavily pieced, giving it a rugged look. her eyes are a gentle hazel towards the iris, but on the outside, it is a dark blue-gray. her eyebrows are thin, but are definately not pencil lines. as for her breasts, they aren't small, but aren't big. she's not lacking in the chest, but she's no double-d. her form is one thing that she likes about herself. she has the desired hour-glass shape, with "curves in all the right places".
aiden's style is unlike many. she enjoys skinny jeans, sometimes she likes them almost to the point where you cant get them on and off. it is rare that aiden would be seen in sweats, but it has happened before. her shirts tend to have sayings on them, and she enjoys logo-shirts that many dont have or that most have not seen before. aiden usually does not care what people think of her outfits, so sometimes they can be 'strange', as some call them. leggings are one part of her wardrobe, as well as striped shirts. her shoes consist of many flats, silver moon-boots, converse, and some other sneakers. to sum it all up, aiden keating is one unique gal.
PERSONALITY, the red-head is one that you cannot describe in a single word, maybe not even a paragraph or a novel. there are too many things to her, too many things for others to understand. each day she is gaining new traits, new ways of going about living, new morals and ethics. she is ever-changing, and likes it that way. aiden is not a being that is afraid of change --- she prefers it. what would world be if there was no change? there would be no excitement, no new adventures. the enthusiasm of living would fade for everyone, including herself.
aiden has taught herself to enjoy the little things in life, from the sunset to the fireflies at night. she calls herself a christian, but strays often from the guidelines of christianity. nay, she has not had sex before, but it is possible that she will before she is married. but she still has strong morals and ethics. she will never do drugs or drink alcohol, for both her grandfathers died from lung cancer and they were also both alcoholics. she believes that if you want something and work for it, you can get it. if you have a goal and do all you can to reach it, you will.
she is a sweet girl that strives to keep everyone happy, even if it makes herself miserable. if someone hates her, but is still nice to her face, aiden will be sincerely nice back. she chooses not to gossip, but she cant help that it sometimes slips out, for it is a girl's nature. she prefers not to stick to one certain group, but to be friends with 'everyone' if possible. many like her, but there is no doubt that many do not. she considers herself to be someone that doesn't flirt often, but sometimes she flirts and doesn't even realize it. aiden doesn't get angry often, but when she does, you'll wish you never did what you did to make her mad. she enjoys being alone, but does not like feeling alone. and still, there is more to her, but you may just have to find that out for yourself.
LIKES, singing, acting, dancing, music, theater, nightlife, staying up late, friends, family, movies, men, fishing, outdoors, stars, fireflies, sunrises, sunsets, summer, winter, spring, fall, her life.
DISLIKES, scary movies without someone with her, feeling alone, sadness, a broken heart, whores, smokers, drinkers, cold hands, the i-just-cried look on your face after you really have cried, most bugs.
FLAWS, she wants to make everyone happy, sometimes to the point where she becomes completely miserable. she is insecure when it comes to guys because of what happened between her and her father.
SECRETS, her relationship with her father.
FAMILY, joseph simon keating, father. shannon marie keating, mother.
HISTORY, it was a scorching-hot summer day on july 16, 1989. shannon marie keating was due any day now, that she was sure. her little girl had been kicking and flailing in her stomach all day, which had made her feel a little sick. she was in her bed around 8:00 at night, sleeping lightly. suddenly, shannon woke with a start. she put a hand on her husband's shoulder, shaking him to consciousness. "joseph. joseph! joseph, darling! my water broke," she said in an urgent, yet soft voice. without a second thought, joseph leapt out of bed, going to the other side to help shannon.
it was not long before they were at the hospital and shannon had delivered a healthy baby girl. the mother looked down upon her child with smiling eyes, a gentle and soft hand stroking the baby's head. shannon looked up at her husband, a smile playing upon her lips. "joseph, darling, what shall we call her?" she asked sweetly. joseph took her hand, holding it gently. "i like the name elizabeth, dont you?" joseph mused softly. shannon looked at her husband, chuckling softly. "yes, darling, it is quite pretty. but, i wish for her to be unique, you know? what about... aiden? aiden elizabeth?" the mother said sweetly, kissing her newborn on the forehead. a smile from joseph told shannon that the name was perfect.
july 16, 1999. aiden elizabeth keating was now ten years old. she had grown to become a beautiful young girl. her hair was a beautiful red, her skin pale and clear, and her lips of the prettiest pink-red. her friends were just leaving her home in south lake tahoe, california, after her birthday party. she stood on her front porch waving goodbye to them all. the front door opened quietly and her father stepped out. "hello, sweetie," he said softly, taking her hand. aiden looked up at her father, smiling. "hi, daddy. it was a nice party, don't you think?" she asked sweetly, gripping her father's hand. he nodded, leading her inside. "i have a special present for you, honey," he said, leading her into her mother and father's room. "oh really, daddy?" she exclaimed, prancing into the room. her father shut the door and turned back to face her. he walked over to the bed where aiden sat. slowly, both his hands moved up her sides, pulling up her shirt. aiden grew uncomfortable quickly. "dad, what are you doing?" she asked uneasily. "just wait, honey," he said with a soothing tone. her shirt was off now, and he moved for her pants. they were taken off, and all that was left was her bra and underwear. she leapt off the bed, backing toward the door. he moved quickly off the bed, grabbing her. aiden elizabeth! you dare to go against me?" he exclaimed angrily, throwing her on the floor. he knelt down and began to beat her harshly, hitting her wherever he could. tears burst from her eyes and she cried out for her mother. shannon rushed upstairs to find her husband over her almost-naked daughter. her mother was mortified, grabbing her daughter from joseph.
october 24, 2006. it was a cold day for it being fall. shannon was in the kitchen making dinner. aiden sat at the counter, doodling silently. it had been quite awhile since her mother divorced her father. aiden had not seen her father since the trial, which she was happy with. yet, she couldn't help but miss how it was before her tenth birthday. she sighed softly, causing shannon to look up. "you're thinking about it again, aren't you?" her mother asked. aiden nodded, continuing to doodle. "you need to stop, sweetie. it's not good for you to keep going over it. it has been over five years now, honey. please, stop thinking about it." she said soothingly, stopping her cooking to go over to aiden. a gentle hand was placed on her shoulder, a soft kiss on her cheek. it was not long after that before aiden graduated and had stopped thinking so deeply about her father.
on august 15, 2007, aiden moved to los angeles, california. a month from then she would be informed that her father was looking for her. a month later she would encounter her father and realize that she was not safe. since she moved to los angeles, she could only hope that her father would not find her.
roleplay sample,
Quote:look at their eyes, how they seem to follow me.
december 22, 2007, at 9:00. it was rather quiet in the coffee shop. the lighting was rather dim, even though it was dark outside. one light above one of the booths was flickering. a worker came quietly to take it out, but ended up shattering it on the floor by accident. the red-head walked silently over to help. she bent over, picking up the glass that was strewn across the floor. it cut her hand a few times, but she didn't seem to notice, which confused the worker. "are you alright?" he asked. she nodded, putting the glass she picked up in a wastebasket that he had retrieved, walking up to the counter and ordering a latte.
she sat down in the booth with the light that was no longer there, pulling out her ipod. she slid on her headphones, turning up "the devil wears prada". a lot of times when she mentioned this band people thought she was talking about the movie's soundtrack. this always got a laugh out of her. for, the band was the complete opposite. it was metal/screamo, but the singer/guitarist had the voice of an angel in her opinion. from her bag, she pulled out a sketchbook and a charcoal pencil, opening up the sketchbook to the first blank page. it was then that she began to create a drawing that many would not understand.
her father was still on her mind. why was he looking for her? what did he want with her? true, he had not seen her for eight years, but wouldn't he have forgotten her? all he had wanted was a little girl to fuck, preferrably his own so he could make sure she was quiet. she didn't give a damn about him, so why did he give a rat's ass about her? she sighed, nodding slightly to the same worker who broke the lightbulb when he gave her the latte.
her pencil moved elegantly across the textured paper, her eyes closing every once in awhile. when her eyes were closed, her pencil would stop. these moments would sometimes last ten minutes. but as of now, they were quick thinking moments.
she sipped her latte, taking a second or two to examine the coffe house. it was a nice place, made kind of like a caribou coffee. it had an outdoors theme, all the furniture made of wood and pine-tree patterned fabric. a fire was lit in a fireplace, illuminating the room slightly. there were a few leather lazy-boys by the fire, and a nice warm rug spread beneath them.
she tapped the table with her pencil, the clicking noise almost echoing through the room. there was maybe one or two other people in the room besides her, which was how she liked it. it was then that she decided she would keep this as 'her spot'. from then on she would visit the coffee house every night at 9:00 to ensure that it would be as quiet as it is now. another sip of her latte was taken just before the bells above the door sounded. another had entered. |
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