alli willow

[alli]

* alli joanna willow ,

* back to basics ,

name : alli joanna willow
nicknames : a.j. , willow, anyhing you can think of really
age :eighteen
major : photography/acting
birthday : january first
sexuality : straight
place of birth : Manchester, England

* the outer shell ,

celebrity play-by : Clémence Poésy
hair color : light brown/blonde
eye color : midnight blue
weight : 116
height : 5'7
overall :
Standing at 5'7 and weighing 116 pounds is Miss Alli Willow. The soft wind always loves to play with her medium length light brown hair. Her blue eyes dark as the midnight sky glisten in the warm sunlight that peaks through the leafs of the tree she always sits in at lunch. Her very pale skin usually makes Alli look like a ghost that got lost in a mess of humans.

Alli's style is ... different. Usually she wears crazy clothes and her rainbow legwarmers. The only thing that she always wears is her silver start necklace that her brother gave her. On her left cheek is a long scar that her mother gave her when she was younger.

On her back more scars lay scattered from her past. Her poutless lips usually are open she is screaming with laughter.

"What I look like? I just told but, here you are. The wind loves to play with my long light brown hair as I watch the night sky that is as dark blue as my eyes. My skin is pale and almost matches the moon. I am like the night, welcoming and mysterious. "

* what you see ,

overall personality :
Alli never truly fit in. She always was different. A name she hears from a lot of people is 'weird'. But she is fine with it because she knows she is just being herself. She is very hyper and loves to mess around.

Though strange, Alli has never been afraid. Give her a challenge, she'll take it by the horns. She also loves adventures. Every full moon she ventures out into Central Park. And she has spent her fare share of time in the headmaster's office. Like her father, she is a major prankster. There is nothing that she wouldn't do. By being different, she is definitely bold. She will stick up for anything that she doesn't believe is right and will fight for the cause. A lot of times she doesn't think about the outcome, just does what ever she wants and damn the consequence.

When alone she can be very emotional. With all that has happened in her life, it's hard not to be. Her friends are always nice to her and she returns the favor. If you need help with something, she'll help.

"My personality? Honestly? Okay, well here it goes. I have always been called 'the weird girl' and frankly, I don't mind. I don't care what people think about. I am very outgoing and do what ever I please. Not having a good mother when I was young had made me not listen to the authority.

I am very kind and caring to all of my friends. I know how to understand people and their problems for I have many of my own. Outside of the art students, I don't really have many friends even though I am the opposite of shy. I love to be weird and anything that is out of the ordinary."

* a closer look ,

likes :
the beatles
star gazing
purple
peanut butter
drawing
auckland
london
the shore
day dreaming
1700 France
vinyl records
duct tape
the night
blood
meat
rain storms
the smell of vanilla and musk
dislikes :
jelly
pink
silence
the 80's
early mornings
sluts
hot weather
earth quakes
quirks :
prefers odd numbers over
prefers left side over right
fears :
wild fires
dead bodies
flaws :
sucks at lying
has asthma
secrets :
has been raped
wants to be a writer

* blast from the past ,

father : sirius willow // 39 // musician
mother : unknown // unknown // unknown
pets : tommy // rainbow boa snake
other : anything else need mentioning

history :
Everything ended up like shit. My mum just handed my dad me the day after she gave birth and ran away. My twenty year old father had no idea what to do with a baby girl. He stayed with his friends and had them help with me. My dad has never told me who my mother is because he knows I will find her and seek revenge. My father knows me so well.

By growing up in New Zealand, I was used to being in small schools. It sucked some serious balls. When ever I pulled a prank, they could always tell it was me. I was always the outcast. I sat alone at lunch and had no friends. My dad did the best he could but it would have been much eaier with a mother around.

Then it got worse. When I was thirteen I was walking home from the book store. I had ran out of burnt marshmallow scented candles. It 'bout half seven in November so it was dark already. The town we lived in was small so not many people. I was walking through the park and out of no where, he came. He was a seventeen year old I had seen around. He had brown curly hair and was taller than me. I have to admit, he had taken to my fancy. "Hello, Mhazz," he said, his bright green eyes gazing in my midnight blue eyes.

His eyes sucked me into a trance. It took me a minute tto realise that he was pulling me into a dark alley. I understood what was happening. I struggled but it was no use. He stroked my face and laughed. Tears ran down my cheeks. "Don't cry my beautiful Mhazz," He whispered followed by a laugh. He pinned me to the brick wall and started to rip off my clothes. I honestly wouldn't want to go in any further but I think you know what happened. He left me there after. The last thing he told to me that night was "You smell like a dozen white roses."

I went home, looking like a mess. My father was worried sick over me. Three days later, I received a dozen of white roses on my door step. We took it to the police. They got their best detectives on him. The found where he was living. There were pictures of me everywhere and even a lock of my hair. Turns out he had been stalking my for the that past year.

He kept stalking me. My father got frightened and so did I. The police recommended I change my identity and moved. So that's what I did. I found out about New York's Academy of the Arts and came here.

* the simple things ,

alias : sarah
age : privates
how'd you find us? : you advertised on my site
secret word : admit edit!
roleplay sample :
BEEP BEEP BEEP

A hand that had many doodles on it slowly rose from the mess of sheets and reached for the noise maker. Her hand could not find the snooze button, but once it did, the clock did not shut up. The annoying beeping continued as a moan escaped her lips.

Monday morning. Not the best time of the week. The petite girl sat up in her bed and threw the clock across the purple and white room. "Thank God," she as she sank back under the covers. A knock on the door signaled that Emmet was coming.

"Come on Alli. It's time you get up," The twenty one year old said, sitting on the edge of her bed. No response came from the girl. "Okay," Emmet stated with a smile. He reached his long arms towards the center of the bed and grabbed her body. When he got the sheets off of her, he could see a sixteen yea old girl in a yellow tank top and Super Man boxers. He slung Alli over his shoulder and carried her down the hall and towards the front door.

"No!" she yelped through a fit of laughs. The door opened and the next moment, she was sitting on the grass outside, soaking from the rain. She rolled her dark blue eyes and went back inside the house, heading for the shower.

After the warm water woke her up, she pranced back to her room to find some clothes in the mess. Shirts and pants were lying everywhere while she continued her search of an outfit. Once she found some dark skinny jeans, a neon yellow t-shirt and her rainbow leg warmers, the search was not over. "Oh where is that petticoat," All muttered to herself.

After giving up on finding the petticoat she slipped on her worn out red Converse and put on a black and white jacket. "Alli! Breakfast!" Emmet shouted from the kitchen. She ran there, nearly slipping on the puddles that she brought in earlier. An omelet sat steaming on the black and white counter for her.

After eating, she finally was ready to go. She grabbed her keys which were on an Invader Zim key chain and headed out into the rain. She smiled at her lime green and white VW Van. She didn't really care that it was a little beat up, she still loved it.

"When the sun found the moon, she was drinking tea in a garden in the middle of summer," She sand along to her Panic at the Disco cd that was blaring. When she pulled into a parking space at the high school, she sat in there, listening to her music and waiting for more people to come.

[` audrina goldstein }]

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