Post by Melody Ryan on Mar 8, 2007 1:15:40 GMT 7
You You You
Name/Alias/Nickname:
ET
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Location:
SPACE!
The Character
Full Name:
Melody Ryan
Age:
17
D.O.B:
4th September 1989
P.O.B:
London
Gender:
Female
Member Group?: (Student, Professor or Citizen)
Student
Major: (only for students)
Music
Subject Teaching: (only for professors)
Appearance (atleast two paragraphs)
Body Type[/b]
The first thing you notice about Melody's body type is that she only stands at 5'2 only 0'1 higher than her twin, she is slim and slender, she likes to work out and make herself look better inside and out. She was on the cheering squad but now is focusing on her singing career though she hates singing in front of people. Melody best features in her eyes is her small feet, appartantly people love to stroke them as the skin is so soft and stuff which freaks her out a little because some of her close friends can get a little obsessive over her toes. She has muscles all round her, mainly around the legs and chest, but nothing that makes her look like a man, she just likes the keep in shape and healthy.
Appearance[/b]
Melody is a naturally beautiful girl just like her twin; well duh they are twins so they look alike. They share most features but Melody's face is a little thinner and most defined as her twin still looks younger than she already is. Melody loves her bright blue/green eyes juts like her sister but her smile comes second as she likes to smile but doesn't count a smile as a feature for some strange reason. Melody's boobs are not big they are quiet small but just like her sister they fit with the type of body she has, she has just bigger boobs than her sister but you cannot tell really. Melody's best part of her appearance to her friends is her wonderful lips, as she has a natural pout which some people makes fun off and some people want to steal them of her face. I know she has a weird bunch of friends they moved from the toes to the pouting lips.
General Clothing[/b]
Melody is casual, but she likes to wear what is in fashion at the moment as she hated looking out of place in a crowd, she is a bit of a sheep as she likes to copy and steal what other people wears but nothing big. She likes her own kind of clothes though which is mainly a nice designer top and tight fitted jeans with nice casual shoes or trainers. She likes to steal clothes from her mother as her mother still has photographs taken of cool new clothes so Melody always gets the first bunch of new clothing witch is lucky as her sister doesn't care so she gets first pick.
What Don't They Like About Themselves:
Well there are alot of things i could say about Melody to allow you to see the things she is most likely to hate about herself, the first thing that it at the top of her hatred list is she says her thighs are to big and she looks like she has a big fat ass which of course if you look there she hasn't but she tries to convince everyone that her butt is massive and that she looks like a big old fatty with nothing better to do with her life. Another thing Melody doesn't like about herself is her own set of teeth and her wide open grin when she smiles, though it must not bother her that much as you see her wandering round with a grin plastered to her face like 24-7, she it must not big that big of a deal to her if she doesn't mind showing her perfect set of nashers off.
Celebrity:
Bethany Joy Lenz
Personality:
Singing
First thing to express on Melody's personality is her lovely singing voice she was blessed with, she has never had a vocal lesson and never been on stage with her voice she just sings for the pleasure and loves to make her own lyrics and sing them to a tape recorder and listen to them as she cruses in her BMW. Melody did get one record deal when she was 13 but she turned it down as she thought it was a waste as she would lose half of her teenage years and valuable school years.
Happy/Jolly/Kind
Melody hates her sister attitude as being so aggressive and violent all the time as she is a very nice person. Melody loves to talk and be happy and makes the people round her happy. Though she is shy she loves just to make a massive fool of herself in front of friends and have a laugh with them. She is known as well to love the attention from the male species as when she is with all her girlies she gets a lot of heads turned to her. She never really talks to lads though as she doesn't think she has time for them and she personally thinks all the lad will be looking for is quick shag here and there which she is totally against.
Dislike in the Male species [/b]
Melody is known to be ‘off’ with the male side of the human race, she is known to hate jocks the most and rude, sex-craved, ignorant little boys. She doesn’t like the way men think they own the world and can do whatever they like, whenever they like. After an incident at a club once where men made inappropriate moves on her, she has been scared for life, not having a father figure in her life didn’t help either, so she has always been against the male race since she was born. Melody doesn’t trust lads the most, she has never been in love and dosen’t thinks she will be ever in her life, and will die with her friends and family no one else. NO MEN INCLUDED.
Hobbies/Interests:
Hobbies/Interest well this could go on for quite some time but i won't make you sit here for ages and listen to me ramble on, well Melody main hobby is singing, her passion for singing is massive though she does not like to sing in front of people i think only her best friends hear her sing and try and make her sing on stage and let the rest of the world know her talent, singing is sich a big part is Melody's life she has been singing since she was 6 years old in the choir and then she moved to singing in a little band at 13 and now she just likes to write music and play her music on the piano or guitar or make lyrics and sing along to her own made lyrics which sometimes she gets very proud off.
Likes:
[+] Reading
[+] Alcohol
[+] Small Parties
[+] Singing
[+] Finding out new things
Dislikes:
[-] Her sisters attitude
[-] Drunken people
[-] Rude people
[-] Snotty girls
[-] Pressuring men
Flaws:
Flaws, if you look at the whole concept of Melody Ryan you wouldn't see much that could make this girl upset or bad or hurt or anything else for that matter, but Melody isn't as perfect as i have listed above she has problems, situations and difficulties in life like the rest of us, her main one is not being able to accept herself and letting herself tear away each part of her until there is nothing left, she just sees her as the Tutorgirl, not worth a word just the girl that helps dumb jocks and other assholes get good grades to go on further in life and no body even gives her a thank for doing it for them. This is a massive upset for Melody and a flaw because in conclusion she cannot stand up for herself, she is a little girl still inside being alone for so long has damaged her in more than just one way.
History:
((Roxy is her twin))
Melody was born into a well-known and happy family her dad was a usually young man with a life ahead of him but ended up moving away from the family and saying he doesn’t want anything to do with Roxy and Melody, but Melody just accepted it and hasn’t looked back at the incident since... Melody’s mum was a retired fashion model, she made a lot of money but never became like super famous to anyone, but she did get noticed in her day. Melody was a normal young toddler, she loved running round and when she began talking she always made massive speaks and wouldn’t shut up for anyone, she loved getting her own way but didn’t go off her head when she wasn’t allowed something. Melody talked to her sister a lot, but Roxy never listened and just watched everything round her and didn’t really speak as much to people.
At the tender age of five, Melody had just started going to primary school in London. She was a little hit at school, everyone loved the youngster and always played with her and she was a big teachers pet, she never left them alone but they found out that she liked the older convocation. She was very intelligent when she was younger, she knew how to speak longer words than most kids at six and could do a lot of the times tables by the end of her second year in school. She was very bright and was made a little star in her area for being so clever though she didn’t really know anything about it. She was always known to question about her father’s whereabouts, but her mother always told her the same line ‘you’ll find out when you older.’ Of course with Melody being brighten than normal children she didn’t believe that. So at eight she began her search for her father.
After spending a year searching for her father, she found a whereabouts of a man that suited all the facts she had collected about her father. So that was it she was heading to American to find her dad. She only told her twin sister and of course her sister was against it as she would be alone in a country they had only visited once. But even with Roxy’s words ringing in her ear she headed off with a load of money from her mother’s bank account and took her money which was around of the amount of 1million. She found herself a week later in the heart of New York City, where dreams happen. Melodies spent days after days trying to locate her father’s whereabouts. When she hit the age of 12 she still had not found her long lost father and was beginning to give up when she came across a run down old factory where was the last known place of Brian Ryan, so she made her way in and was shocked to see that there was the father she had been looking for. In rags, his eyes dull and bodice thin. She just stood at the door and looked upon her father. Taking a picture from her pocket and held it out for him. It was a picture of her, Roxy, mother and him. She couldn’t help but feel the tears run down her face. This was her dad, a run down bum with nothing when he had is all he let it go. He didn’t speak and walked away. Melody heart was broken, she was told her dad was just like her, clever, fun, active … rich. But here she was looking at this man that had nothing, and he was her father his eyes the same color as hers and his cheeks defined like hers. This couldn’t be her father but it was.
At 13, Melody was still in New York City she couldn’t bear to go home and tell everyone that they were right; her father wasn’t worthy even to bear the name ‘Ryan’. She soon got her life back on track and went to school again and began her life again. She couldn’t wait to get back into the swing of things, Roxy emailed her everyday to make sure she was ok and update her bank account so she could actually live alone. Melody missed her sister, they weren’t close at all and Roxy was so different to her but still … they were sisters and that would never change.
At 17, Melody was back on track with life and had a new bunch of friends and was very happy with life. But she had no clue that one person, one little person could change that all. A young bloke called Harry, he was 19 and very ‘keen’ on little miss Ryan. He was a good friend to her and was always there for her. He was the only lad she had made a good friendship with; he was a jock though which made their friendship secret from the rest of the world. But Melody didn’t mind she loved his company and he was fun to be around, he even tried to teach her to play basketball. But one night, when she sun had only just settled Harry came round to her unexpectedly and made him comfortable in her house, saying he needed homework help. So they sat down on the sofa together and began to tough work of maths. Before she knew it he was tugging at her skirt and trying to get her clothing off. She luckily found a way out of his grip and sent him from her house immediately. Now at 18 she has moved to here to get away from her old school as all the lads saw her differently as Harry told lies about her sleeping with him A LOT of times.
RP Example:
The night was young, though dark black clouds covered the misty moon from gazing down on this beautiful starless night, the buzz high in and out the gymnasium, the sell-out crowd cheering alongside the cheering squad as they danced alongside the blasting music, everyone all awaiting on the edge of their seats for the first game of the season. The season that would see if these young talented stars would make it big, or would it all crumble through their fingers at the first fence; this is their destiny, only time would tell if they actually made it to the end of the season.
James heart pounded hard in his chest, looking upon the night sky through his misty window, he sighed grabbing his heart through his jersey he looked aimlessly round his room, his eyes picking out all the photos of him playing ball and other mates that never made it as far as him.
Have you ever felt selfish for taking away someone’s dream to accomplish your own?
That’s the exact emotion running through the troubled and unknown mind of James, as his eyes glazed over the many pictures thoughtfully remembering the days when it was just him and the guys at the park, no competition, just fun. He released the grip from his jersey and allowing his hand to fall carelessly down to his side and into the depths of his baggy short pocket. James soon took his eyes away from the pictures and moved across his clothe filled room and into his clean and fresh bathroom, looking upon himself in the mirror, his eyes looked so dull and skin pale as a ghost. His stomach churned in his body, making him lean over the sink and thrown up heavily, feeling the release throughout his organs. He hurled a few times, making his spotless sink turn horrid and upsetting to the eye, before straightening himself up and wiping puke from his jaw and jersey before looking once more looking at himself in the mirror, the pain rushing through his strong and muscular body wasn’t nerves, something else was up with him, and he didn’t know what was happening.
James eyes turned to look at the clock on his bedside table, he sighed … It was time to go face the screaming crowds and painful game ahead. James looked to the front door, his feet locked onto the floor and eyes gazing towards the metal handle, he sighed, and with a shake of his delicate skull he grabbing his leather jacket and moved to the oak door, his movements swift but his bodice lightly hunched due to the pain that was tearing him apart. Taking hold of the handle, he turned it slowly hearing the light click of the door unlocking, he swung the old door open and looked out into the dark and dank hallway, shutting the hollow door behind him, hearing the light slam he winced feeling pain rush through him once more, his head lightly lowered to the floor, as he clasped his chest he looked up his eyes turning dark and mysterious as he placed his leather jacket over his shoulders and made his way from the apartment block and towards the coldness of the outdoors called the car park.
His eyes came across his old truck, it worked like a beaut though it was getting on in its days, and James didn’t know how long this beauty had left in her before he would have to trade her in for a better model. He found himself looking down on the driver’s door before he took his cold keys from the safety of his jacket pocket and placed them in the door and turned before swinging the old rusty door open and lowering himself into the car. Readjusting himself he sat in the seat looking out the window, both hands clutched onto the steering wheel, he looked down at his feet taking deep breathes as he felt the pain once more. The old truck spluttered as he turned the key in the ignition, he smiled well more of a smirk and looked from the seat and down at the road he would be heading. He pressing gently on the peddle and pulled the gear into reverse before slowly moving from the car park, pushing the gear into drive and speeding off down the dark and baffling road that lay ahead of him.
The night sky blinded James eyes and his headlights were the only light that helped him as he sped down a country road towards the gymnasium. His mind wandered of many things, Aeron, Rowan, Paris and even Talan. He shook his head before slapping himself lightly on the side of the skull with a free hand before blinking a few times and looked down the road once more trying to concentrate. Aeron was a big part in his life at the moment, she was just so nice and kind to him, and he hated seeing her hurt and wanted to protect her. But he was dating Rowan and he knew that their relationship was just to make Talan jealous, but James didn’t mind much. He liked Rowan, she was sweet, one of a kind and she was amazing at sex and turning him on. Well he is a lad for god’s sake. But Paris was his family, but rumors said that she thought of him differently, which kind of scared him. He just cannot see them dating, too weird in his eyes. So after his mind had settled out their differences he looked upon the lit up gymnasium. He sighed and moved his car into one of a few car places left he faked a smile before taking the keys from his car and unlocked the door and swung it open before getting out and stretching lightly before shutting the down and locking it quickly.
James stood by his truck, lightly leaning on it he looked at the gym and sighed before rubbing his chin and moving towards the player entrance, dodging a car he just stuck up his middle finger before shaking his head and opened the door and moved through it. His eyes coming across the whole team in the changing rooms, Talan was the one James eyes came across first he just shook his head and moved past him, dumping his bag on the bench he looked at his locker and opened it, throwing the pad lock into the locker and he took some deodorant out and sprayed himself quickly, he didn’t want to smell during the game. He sighed and leaned against the locker and looked pointlessly into the cabinet before shutting it as the coach screamed down the hallway and was putting the point out that they needed to be out there within a few minutes. James head shot up as he looked towards the noise, he sighed before closing his locker and placing the bottom of his jersey into his shorts and tied his shorts and looked behind him watching everyone but Talan move into the gym, talking and gossiping, all excited about the game. James looked at Talan before moving through the hallway and down to the gym.
Feeling a strong tug that pulled him into a different corridor and a young male threw him against the wall and glared into his eyes. Noticing the familiar face of Talan, he rolled his eyes and pushed the fist of Talan from his jersey and adjusted his top before looking up at Talan What do you want now Talan he spoke in a harsh, unnatural tone that wasn’t heard everyday. James winced as pain rushed through him again, he took hold of his chest and held tightly, until the pain released and he looked back up at Talan, taking deep breathes through his nose, to hide his pain he looked deeply into Talan’s eyes. He did not speak, neither did James. He sighed and pushed past him I don’t have time for this Talan, I got a basketball game to win He walked down the corridor before feeling Talan’s arm round him again, with great power he thrusted him against the wall and lifted him of the ground. James looked down on Talan, kind of choking from the unique strength of Talan, now he knew something was wrong.
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