Post by celsi dubois on Nov 25, 2007 16:33:51 GMT -5
CELSI ANTOINETTE DUBOIS
• • » ABOUT YOU !
YOUR NAME , Jessika
YOUR AGE , 15
EXPERIENCE , 3 Years
OTHER CHARACTERS, None
• • » ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER !
NAME , Celsi Antoinette Dubois
AGE , 17
GENDER , Female
GRADE , Junior
SEXUALITY , Straight
CANNON OR ORIGINAL , original
• • » APPEARANCE !
DESCRIPTION [minimum of 350 words] , Celsi is a very beautiful girl. She inherited her rich brown locks from her father's side of the family, where pretty much everybody has got hair like that. Her thick wavy hair seems to usually be down and around her face, which makes her look a lot more beautiful. Celsi has big, enticing green eyes that will melt your heart and with a just as enticing smile, you'll probably fall for her. She takes pride in what she looks like and would seriously have it no other way. She loves to get all dressed up and look cute, but before we get to her style choice, lets continue with her facial features and her body type. Celsi has a fair skin complexion and tends to keep out of the sun. Though her skin has a very healthy glow to it. She’s got an amazing figure that makes everyone jealous of her. Well, almost everyone. She’s always aspiring to be more beautiful, and tends to be a bit vain at times. Though, she definitely loves her self the way she is.
She’s the type of girl who would die without designer clothes. The fact that she has to wear a uniform at school nearly kills her. Out of school, she’s always in the trendiest clothes, and she usually follows a more modelesque style of fashion. She loves to wear cute, tight clothes that show off her perfect figure, and high heel shoes that make her feel tall. Her hair is always down around her shoulders; it’s one of her best features, after all. Her mother and father shell out big bucks so she can have whatever clothing she wants. She at the store almost daily, and works with fashion designers for custom clothes. She’s always aspiring to be more liker Serena and Blair. Who wouldn’t want to rule the school?
PLAYED BY , Sophia Bush
• • » PERSONALITY !
GENERAL [minimum of 350 words] ,
There is both good and bad in everyone, Celsi just happens to be VERY up front about it.
|THE GOOD| Celsi is an absolute sweetheart to her friends and to her family. Most people either love or hate her because she is a very clear cut person. To her, once she's made up her mind, she's made up her mind, and you wont change it without an act of God. She's a very outspoken young lady who's known for her sharp tongue, and stinging words. She knows how to defend herself in a battle of wits, and she has enough common sense to know when she is defeated. Though, she's not the kind of girl who will go down with out a fight. You can guarantee that Celsi will be the girl who's going to get what she wants. Whens she sets a goal, you ca bet money that she'll achieve it. When she has a dream, nothing will stop this wild child, spoiled rich kid from getting EXACTLY what she wants.
She's a very kind person when she likes you, and would go to ends of the earth for her best friend, or for her family. If in the mood, Celsi would give the clothes off her back just to make someone else happy. But, you have to catch her in that sort of mood. Which happens less than often. She's a very pronounced person who is intelligent, humorous, beautiful, popular, and stubborn. A truly lethal combination.
|The Bad| Celsi is infamous for her short temper. She has little tolerance for things she doesn't like. Such as, stupid people, and people who are fakes, posers and/or wannabees. Being on Celsi Dubois's bad side is like suffering intense isolation from the rest of the world. Slowly, she'll take away every friend you ever had, your boyfriend, she'll even make you doubt yourself. If you piss her off enough. She's the mastermind when it comes to manipulation, as she has been using this skill since she was a young child and wanted what she couldn't have. If she aspires for something, she'll pull every trick she knows to acquire it. Even if that includes trickery, or bribing people. She's definitely not above fighting dirty.
Speaking of fighting dirty, Celsi knows everything about everyone, and if she doesn't....Well, she'll find it out.
|The Sexual| Celsi is known for her habits of not keeping a boyfriend for more than a couple weeks, and the fact that she has no respect for people who frown upon her for this. She just wants to live her life and have fun while she's doing it. Sleeping around, and going through guys like candy is just the way Celsi likes to have fun. But don't think this girl is all bad in her love life. She has her romantic side just like any other person. You just really have to touch her heart for that side to surface.
Speaking of romance, Celsi loves to hang out with the guys that she likes more than to go out on fancy dates, and get expensive gifts. But she'll never admit that. Ever. So don't even try to get her to. She's the type of girl to like cuddling up in front of the fire with the person she likes more than bumping and grinding on a dance floor. She just knows that she has an image to keep up, and that she can't let that image go, or she'll loose her spot,
|The Gossip| Other than guys, Gossip is Celsi's number one passion. She thrives on knowing everybody's business. There's just something that's addicting about knowing everyone's secrets, and hearing the different things people are thinking. The one thing she doesn't like about gossip is when people spread negative gossip about her. You can bet that if Miss Dubois finds out who started spreading horrible rumors about her that she'll see to it that they're crushed.
Gossip = Fun + Creativity
LIKES , * Fun
* Parties
* Drinking
* Dancing
* Fashion
* Clothes
* Shoes
* Jewels
* Make-up
* Music
* Guys
* Girls
DISLIKES ,
# Secrets
# Not being on top of her game
# Her Stepmother
# Having to listen to anyone
# Being put down
# Not getting the job
# Bad Music
# Bad hair
# Having bad days
• • » HISTORY !
BRIEF HISTORY [minimum of 450 words] , "I never knew...I never knew." That song sound familiar to you? That's what Celsi's life has always been like. Her family has been trying to keep so many secrets from Celsi, trying to shelter her from some of the best parts of life. They did their very best to keep the importantly scary things away from Celsi, so she would maintain her innocence. Her mother, Josephine Casewell, was sick with brain cancer, and they couldn't get rid of it, because it was far to advance for them to be able to remove from Josie's brain without leaving her damaged.
Celsi didn't even know what was happening to her mother until she herself was eleven years old, the cancer had been known about for two years at this point, and her mother was very weak. It was a terrible thing for someone to have to watch...their family being harmed and torn apart...especially when they didn't know what was going on. Celsi's bright eyes didn't get their glimmer until her mother told her not to worry, God was taking care of her. From that moment on, Celsi had become a devout Catholic, taking her mother's religion.
She kept on her social attitude, and as she started to witness her mother's recovery, she brightened up more, and became a better version of what she had once been. She smiled more, and laughed when someone made her feel the slightest bit silly. But all that happiness and hope of normalcy for her mother was soon taken away with a relapse, and then Josephine's death on June 23rd, 2004. This was during Celsi's summer vacation...Soon she would enter her freshman year of highschool.
She was angry at the doctors for making her think her mother had a chance at survivng the cancer in the first place, for giving her false hope. Every where you went, this poor innocent girl was falling all over her emotions. During her freshman year she ended up in the ER three times because she fractured her knuckles by punching several brick walls multipule times. Can you say stupid? The doctors asked her what she'd done, and she told them, and then they told her this anger could harnessed for sports. Like soccer. And just like that, Celsi was starting to play soccer.
Things had been in a steady inclince, until her father got married on June 23rd, 2005. This sent Celsi into a complete and utter fit of rage. Celsi hadn't known her father was dating anyone. Her mother hardly been dead a year! He was supposed to be on a trip in Vegas with school staff for a convention. It turned out that he had been having relations with one of his employees, and then they got married at a drive-thru chapel in downtown LasVegas. Celsi didn't take kindly to the fact that her father was already replacing her mother. Church fell to the way side, and ever since Celsi has been turning into a party girl, and one of those girls she used to hate.
FAMILY , Joseph Alexander Dubois - Father
Lillian Jennifer Morgan-Dubois - Stepmother
EXTENDED FAMILY , Alex Franklin Morgan - Stepbrother
• • » AND THEN SOME !
PASSWORD , WHO AM I? I'LL NEVER TELL
RP EXAMPLE ,When Kelly turned around to look at her, Peyton felt like she was looking at a total stranger. Everything about Kelly had changed. He didn't look like her sixteen year old Kelly that had left their home town two years ago. He looked like...a rock star. Well, he was a rockstar. But that didn't mean he had to go and change himself....Did it? She tried not to think of the way things had been two years ago. TWo years ago she had been broken on a whole nother level. She had been heart broken when Kelly left....And yet here he was again. Standing in the same spot he had been when he told her about the tour....
When he spoke, and told her that he was real, she felt her heart jump into her throat. His voice hadn't changed at all. It had become deeper a little, maybe, but it still sounded like him. When he hugged her close to him, Peyton felt safe for the first time a very long time. Like nothing could touch him when he was holding her. She hugged him back, closing her eyes and keep her tears back. She didn't want to seem like a week little girl who couldn't handle her problems. Which had been why she had never told Kelly about her father beating her. She hated seeming like she couldn't take care of herself. Even though it felt so good to have Kelly taking care of her. Like he had so many times in their seemingly so far away youth when Peyton had been sick, or so tired she couldn't see straight.
"Thank God." Peyton murmured more to herself than to him, "I've missed you so much, Kelly." And now she was crying, even though they weren't tears of sorrow like she usually criyed. Those salty drops were because she was happy. Happy that Kelly was back, happy that she wasn't going to get beaten anymore, happy that she wasn't dreaming, and happy that they were still going to get to live the life they planned what seemed like so long ago. When he gently pushed her back onto her bed and started to clense the dried blood she'd missed last night, she gave him a nervous smile. Though, she could see in his eyes that he was frightened she'd snap in two if he squeezed her too hard. He didn't know how many times he'd held onto her and hugged her tightly when she'd been in a condition similar to this. For that much she was glad...She didn't really want him to know how long that this had been going on. She didn't want him to blame himself...She knew she had done something to set her father off that first night.
After that it had just been a snowball effect, and Peyton could do nothing to really stop it unless she wanted to put her father in jail. And she didn't want to do that to her dad. She loved him, and she knew that he loved her. Even if he did beat her and drink way too much. When Kelly spoke again, she had to search her mind ofr an answer. Why hadn't she told him about everything sooner? Hadn't she thought that he could fix it?
She never thought about Kelly fixing it. She just thought about how she didn't want to appear like a weak little small town girl to Kelly...She wanted to be so much more to him. Before he had left, she'd been frightened that he'd leave her for some girl at the high school who was perfect. But when he left for his tour, and to record his songs..She'd been so frightened that maybe she seemed like a burden. And that maybe if he knew she was broken, he'd toss her aside, and throw away their entire childhood in favor of some floozy that was strong enough to keep herself from falling apart...
"I never thought you had forgotten about me...I just didn't want you to think I was broken, and that you could find someone better." Peyton's hushed reply came. It sounded soft, and scared at the same time. She was scared that when she told him why she hadn't confessed about the beatings that he'd regret even coming to see her, and he'd jump out the window before she even had the chance to tell him that she was sorry, and she missed him, and she loved him, and everything that had been on her mind that she couldn't tell him.
When Kelly said he was taking her away, and that they were going to live together like they had always planned, Peyton felt such a huge wave of relief wash over her. He really was going to save her. Just like she had always hoped. She was going to escape with him, and never have to look back. Just like in the fairytales her mother had read to her so long ago. Except teh prince was a rockstar, and the princess was a beaten small-town girl.
"Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me...Just getting to see you here, and telling me face to face that you still love me...I would have hardly expected that much." She started to say as she grabbed some clean clothes to change into, "But now I finally get to leave, and be with you again...Just..thank you." She said, giving Kelly a huge hug before she put another t-shirt and a new pair of jeans on. With in five minutes she was changed, and she hardly looked like the beaten-up sventeen year old she had been five minutes ago. She went to her bathroom and started shoving things into a backpack. Everything from her razorm to her make-up, to her soap and shampoo. If they were leaving she didn't care if her dad found out about it when he came to check up on her.
She saw him packing her clothes, and she grabbed their picture off the dresser, and a scrapbook she'd made of the two of them, and shoved them into the backpack she was holding. She knew he dad would burn them both if she left them here.
"I think I can make it down the trellis."
