"Today, at about 6 A.M, Allbrights School for Exceptional Women burned to the ground. No one has found the cause of the fire just yet, but we know for sure it was accidental. The school was famed for its lavish lifestyle, and only housing the wealthiest students. As the young women begin their new year at Squires School for Men, we all understand that the pampered princesses will be far from home. Even if the school if just across the street."
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Elle Hofstren « Thread Started on Oct 27, 2008, 3:06pm »
Elle Aurelia Hofstren "wind is the fate we are facing"
TheNarrator. "wind is the life we are touching every second"
You can call me Sakura. I have been playing this game for three years.. When will I be on? Well, my timezone is Eastern Standard but if i'm not you can contact me by AIM, MSN, or email,
TheBasics. "wind is the love we don't understand but feel"
Elle Aurelia Hofstren. 17. October 17th, 1991. Junior. Kristen Bell.
TheLooks. "wind is the bridge we cannot see but feel"
Tattoo[s]. Дайте мне света down her left arm. It means "Give Me Light" in Russian. She also has Сохранить эту участь. which means "Save This Fate" down her right arm. Piercing.a nose ring and earrings scars. Across her right palm from grabbing scissors as a child, and a matching one on her left palm when she tried to do herself in. Eyes. Not heavy blue. Light, almost like the sky when it's partly cloudy. Also, there are hazel flecks around her eye, which cause them to sometimes change to seafoam or silver. hair.Blond and long, but not too long. About to the chest. And also very straight and thin. Yet, it's healthy as a kid living in a bubble. Very skinny, almost frail. When she wears tight enough clothes, you can clearly see ribbage. accent.Nothing heavy. She barely has an accent. Just a menacing tone that can actually sound really sweet, at times. personal style.She doesn't mind what she wears. Elle wears a lot of dark colors, sometimes tight, sometimes not. This is all dependable on her mood and where she's going. She loves to be warm when it's cold out. Oh, and she loves converse and boots.
TheLoves. "wind is wind is wind is wind is wind is"
likes. ♥. cigarettes ♥. coffee ♥. tea ♥. converse ♥. boots ♥. reading when it's quiet ♥. semi-cloudy days where it looks like rain, but it never happens. ♥. fall colors ♥. kind people ♥. taking her time with everything
dislikes. X. nasty people X. teachers X. the burning feeling after shots. X. cruelty X. doctors X. medicine X. the vacuum X. really loud places (not including NY) X. obnoxious people X. the sound of people messily eating chips.
fears. <<. doctors <<. pain <<. rejection <<. people she loves getting hurt
goals. >>. to be the greatest she can be >>. to be herself >>. get to know someone better >>. to go somewhere amazing (IE New York)
habits/quirks.. ¡×. bad habit: she smokes a LOT ¡×. she had a great smile and laugh. ¡×. bad habit: she drinks like a camel. ¡×. she's crazy, yet fun.
TheInside. "Dance with the wind"
Elle isn't that big on communication, but doesn't mind it. She loves meeting new people, especially if they're nice. Of course, she doesn't go all out to meet them. She usually meets them through her "friends" or they introduce themselves out of the blue.
She can be very cold if she doesn't like someone, but can be incredibly nice when you warm up to her. As I've said, she loves making new friends. Of course, she's very picky when it comes to people, often not talking to other. She's easily irritated by those group of boys in the movies with the laser points, and by girls who hang out too much at the mall. She can't seem to keep friends because she gets so irritated easily, but she's perfectly content alone as well.
She's very independent, as you've probably guessed, and chooses to stay that way for the most part at school. However, people don't seem to let her have that alone time, and therefore she is forced into social situations. She's strong, and doesn't give in to peer pressure easily. She's chosen her bad habits all herself. three paragraphs minimum
TheDesires. "wind is the rope we to ourselves not to be freel"
Bisexual she met a boy and a party and fooled around with him in her friend's bedroom a summer or two ago. Nothing too big.
turn ons. <<. long hair <<. being warm. <<. being held <<. honesty
turn offs. >>. bald people >>. obnoxious guys/girls who act stupid with their friends. >>. people with bad habits.
TheHistory. "Driving into human imagination unknowingly"
Mom: Arianna Louis [43, Uni Teacher] Dad: Joshua Hofstren [49, CEO of a major company] Sister: Jaime Louisse Hofstren [19, Uni student, going for Law] She's wealthy, but not exuberantly rich. Overall.
Two years after Arianna and Joshua had their first girl, they decided to try for a boy. One night and nine months later, they were handed a tiny little girl with a pale face and big blue eyes. They thought of names and couldn't wrack their brains together to figure one out, so, they asked their recently turned two year-old daughter Jaime what she wanted. Jaime, just learning the alphabet at the time, picked the name Elle.
Growing up went fast for little Elle. At three, all she wanted to do was run around in jeans and a tee shirt like the other kids in her nursery school class, but her parents would hear nothing of it, especially for special occasions. They dressed her proper, putting her in fluffy dresses that made the toddler's legs itch, and carefully stitched cotton dresses that she'd often stain, due to their light colors. At six, her parents gave up and let her wear whatever she pleased.
Of course, even after the clothes incident, Elle was still forced to grow up too fast. Her sister Jaime, a remarkably bright student and talented with a pen, was doing exuberantly well in school by eight, and Elle was expected to do so as well. She spent many hours studying with her father, learning how to spell and define words that exceeded her level. By seven, Elle could spell words like EXCEPTIONALLY and COMPULSIVE, and recite Webster's like she knew the man, but she wasn't doing well in school. Her parents were soon asked to hold Elle back, so she could properly learn her math problems right. Her parents reluctantly agreed, and Elle repeated the third grade.
Of course her parents were less than pleased, so Elle devoted the rest of her childhood to study, not going too far ahead of herself unless she knew she could. By the time fifth grade had rolled around and it was almost time to start applying to private middle schools, Elle had the ability to read at college level, and could do math up to tenth grade. She memorized every fact on presidents and parliaments. She finished working through the studies of earth science, chemistry, and got halfway through psychology and genetics. She taught herself sign language, Russian, French, and Spanish. This, of course, meant little to her parents, and Elle was yet to be approved in anything.
After getting into the classiest middle school in the area, alongside her eighth grade sister, sixth grader Elle tried out for clubs, being she no longer had a need to study, even in Double Honors classes. Elle joined the environmental club, the book club, and eventually joined the field hockey team. In seventh grade, she tried out for drama, but was put as a stage hand because she wasn't outgoing enough for theater. She continued with other clubs and teams, even going into track and learning how to love running.
She entered Allbrights School for Exceptional Women in ninth grade like it meant nothing to her. She got in with ease and with flying colors. But as she progressed, she couldn't find happiness anywhere. Somehow, she couldn't find her place and get a handle on things like before. She sat in class, mindlessly taking notes that she'd never look at again. She wanted something more, and suddenly, it dawned on her: there was nothing left for her. If no one was pleased, how could she be?
During the next time she was home, she went out with her sister to a hotel, for a party she'd gotten invited to. She took the money she had, a hundred in her pocket, and asked for any room. They gave her a fairly priced room and she went inside. Not knowing how to really do it, she just sat in the bath, playing with a razor. She placed a note she'd neatly written on a napkin from the party and placed it on the shelf above her. She then took the razor and, aimlessly, cut open her left hand, opposite a childhood scar she had on the right.
She passed out from blood loss, and eventually, her sister was able to find her and take her to a hospital. She found the note, but didn't tell her parents, knowing it would hurt her sister. After a night or two in the hospital, Elle went back to school and progressed daily life.
That summer, Elle was brought out of her depression by a boy. A girl from school, whom Elle was close with, had invited Elle to a party at her house. Elle went reluctantly, and there, met a boy whom she thought was the most beautiful guy in the world. The party progressed, and Elle, now pretty much wasted, ended up in her friend's room with the boy, fooling around with him until one am. He ran out after he heard cops, not leaving a name or number, and Elle just lied there for a moment, in peace. She claims to have seen God, and continues to search for him.
After the fire, Elle didn't really care. All she did was stretch out her arms and sigh. She was relieved to be gone. Of course, this meant another private school, the one across the street. As some girls complaining, Elle just smiled. She was half happy to get some time to herself, in a way.
TheGod. "wind doesn't know anying but rotation of nature with chaotic truths"
member title.Little Girl in the Big World roleplay sample. After he picked her up, October was too weak to put on a fight. She just gently sobbed in his arms as he carried her to a separate room to talk. She dug herself into him, taking in his scent. He smelled almost like her father did, which made her start to ,not sob, just weep.
After he made his promise to get her through everything, she learned to breathe again. She pulled herself away, lips still quivering and lungs still getting used to waterproof breaths. She relaxed herself and walked to a window on the other side of the room. The wind blew, and October closed her eyes to take it in. The wind surrounded her, embracing her, telling her everything would be okay. She breathed in a clogged nose breath and turned to the boy.
"I'm sorry for crying." she said. "I just can't help myself sometimes. I'm a little crazy..." She ran her fingers through her hair and eyed her ID bracelet. She frowned at it, remembering where she was and how it was almost too ironic to say that.
"You never told me your name." she said, ticking now fading away. She sighed. "Are you going to tell me, or remain an enigma?"
Another breeze sent a chill down her spin. A warning. It almost spoke something like Don't become too close. You'll explode. October rubbed her arms free of goose bumps and look at him in his eyes again. She didn't get the noise of feedback from his mind. Had her power gotten sustainable? She wasn't sure.
She sighed and thought, waiting for an answer.
« Last Edit: Oct 27, 2008, 3:14pm by Elle Hofstren »
Re: Elle Hofstren « Reply #1 on Oct 28, 2008, 6:50pm »
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Nice app! Please put up a signature (no more than 500 pixels wide), post in the claims, and make a relationship plot thread. Then you're all set! Welcome to BURNED, by the way. If you need help, you can PM me.
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