ophelia devereux

[ophelia devereux]

LADiES && GENTLEMEN MAY I INTRODUCE TO YOU,,
OPHELIA GEORGIA DEVEREUX !

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alright, so you can call me kayla and i have been kicking it in connecticut for 14 (optional) summers. i’m pulling the strings of one puppets and they go by ophelia devereux! alright well enough about me kidd, lets get to the main player, BUT if you need to get at me you can contact me at laidback12115 > aim., no problem!

LETS JUST COVER THE BASICS, ALRIGHT?

full name: ophelia devereux
how do we pronounce that?: oh-fee-lee-uh dev-er-oh
nicknames: O
age & birthday: 17, december 18th
grade: senior
occupation: none
what kind of money you making?: upper class,
ethnicity: white/caucasion
face claim: michelle tractenburg
appearance:

ophelia is known for her looks, which are not very plain, but not completely unique. she has steely blue-grey eyes and a round shaped face. her hair is naturally light, but she doesn't like the plainess off blonde hair/blue eyes combo. instead, she dies is brownish black every 6 weeks, which makes her light eyes stand out. her body is slender and stands at an averate 5'4" structure, her skin complexion is soft and light, but not too translucent. she doesn't go tanning, but in the summer she gets a bit bronzer from going outside and whatnot.

I LIKE HOW YOUR MIND WORKS, BABY.

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ophelia is confusing. she has lots of different personality traits, and some of them don't exactly match up with the others. she's been accused of having multiple personalities, but she really doesn't. she's just different. she's random most of the time, but then other times she acts like a total bitch and hates the world. she lashes out on people for no reason sometimes, and then others when there's a very good reason. she doesn't like people who lie, but then she does lie. she claims to hate hypocrites, but she is one herself sometimes. she's like fifteen peopel rolled in one, and she's still trying to figure out who she is exactly.

she's usually a bitch, and lets people know it too. she's not patient with people, and if you annoy her once, she will never like you again. when she isn't bitching at someone, she's degrading them--whether it's to their face or beind their back. normally it's to their face because ophelia is not a coward. however, to her friends and her cousin, she's nice and very caring. if you do manage to become her friend, you're her friend for life...unless you do something that makes her completely and utterly hating of you.

her outlook on life, however, is nothing that she shows to other people. she's actually pretty optimistic, but to other people she can be known as a pessmistic. she tends to shut people out by not trusting them, and doesn't really have much faith in people. by the time she warms up to someone, they could already be trying to get out of her life. she's not a pyscho and doesn't get depressed eaily, which is why she doesn't care when people leave her.

she is very territorial, though. if she claims someone or something, everyone knows not to bother her about it. she can be very upfront and forceful about things, which is another reason why people tend to stay away from her. this leads to why she only has a few trusting friends--people who weren't afraid to stand up to her. and believe me, people are afraid of her. she kinda of as an meaness to her that makes people stay away. it's not her fault, it's just who she is. she really doesn't let people in...she's more kept to herself and doesn't let people get close to her.

YOU MIND IF WE GET A LITTLE PHYSICAL, LOVE?

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sexuality: straight
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SO WHAT'S YOUR STORY? WHIP OUT YOUR WALLET LET’S SEE SOME PICTURES!

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mother: amelia harris
father: james devereux
siblings: none
spouse: nome
children: none
other relatives: eric devereux--cousin on father's side.
pets: none
hometown: lansing, michigan
current residence: hershey, penn
history:

born on a sunny but cold december day was ophelia georgia devereux. her mother. father, uncle, aunt, and three-month older cousin eric were present for the birth in the michigan hospital. the day represented the baby..beautiful on the outsidem, but completely cold in the reality. just because the sun was out didn't mean that it would reach the earth or its inhabitants. the girl was brought home, and the relatives went to their home.

over the years, her parents would work. and when ophelia was ten, her mother left them. her mother and her had always been close, but her mother left after having an affair. she adjusted to the life of living with just her dad, and adopted a love for shopping and splurged alot. she bought numerous amounts of clothing and spent thousands of dollars weekly. her father was a successful bussiness man, so it didn't matter to her.

and then erik, her cousin, came to live with them because of an incident involving snowboarding and drugs. so they became close friends becuase no one else really hung out with the rich girl ophelia unless they wanted something of her. so when they found the opportunity to go to a boarding school in hershey, pennsilvania, they went together. they'd been good childhood freinds, and in their first three years of highschool, they would still hang out.

now it's the summer before her senior year. she's psyched.

IS THAT ALL WE NEED TO KNOW?

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member title: Hershey's Bliss & White Chocolate
i know you read the rules: Removed bv Admin
impress me, baby: mikey sighed and rolled over. it was quiet, thankfully. his roommates were out doing who knows what who knows where. it was 8:00, and open mic night, which he was meeting that chick megan at, was in an hour. he decided after a couple minutes to shower and get ready. he was bored, and he'd done his trig homework. after a ten minute shower, he stepped out and turned on the radio, the quiet being too much for him. he dressed quickly, shoving on a tee shirt and some skinny jeans. he popped on his glasses, and blow dried his hair, leaving it like that. it was naturally wavy, and he normally straightened it, but he didn't feel like it tonight. he was probably just going to wear a hat anyway. he had a half hour left to wait, so he decided to pack up his guitar and get that ready so he could leave when he wanted. he jumped on his bed, and rolled on his stomach, clutching a pillow to his chest.

after fifteen minutes of listening to a random tv show, he clicked off the tv and stuffed his feet in his lime green scuffed up converse. he gabbed his brown ski hat and stuffed his head in it, slinging his guitar case over his shoulder, grabbing a hoodie, and making sure he had his phone, keys and wallet. he stepped out of the dorm room, locking it behind him and walking down the hall with his hands in his pockets, humming a my chemical romance song. he sighed and walked out to the pleasent june night-time air, and took a deep breath in. he found his car easily and slipped his guitar into the passenger seat, buckling it in so it wouldn't get damaged. he climbed into the passenger seat, revving the car and driving out onto the interstate. he would be there in a few minutes, and then he just had to find megan. he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, smiling to himself. he was going to meet some hot girl who was cool too. finally, he thought.

pulling behind the large brick building, he cut the engine and got out of the car, locking it and putting up the windows. he grabbed his case and walked around front. it was 8:56 and he was a little early. he leaned against one of the front windows, sighing and leaning his guitar in front of him, tapping his fingers on it again. they'd agreed to meet in the front, so she wasn't inside...all he had to do was wait...

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[Kisa Fairly]

The dorm assigned to you is dorm number 141 in the girls dormitory.