Post by Christine James on Jun 22, 2008 12:09:41 GMT -5
[/b] as christine corinne james; directed by meghan/taylorst.andrew's academy for the arts.
this script took sixteen years to create with
seven headaches but it was all worth it as
the collaboration with none yet made this fab![/size]
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character info
full name • christine corinne james
canon or original? • canon
nick names • chrissy, christy, chris
age • fifteen
grade • sophomore
clique • in the crowd
hometown • denver, colorado
sexuality • straight
major • contemporary and ballet dancer
looks
height • 5'8"
hair • dark brown curls
eyes • bright blue/green
distinguishing features • perfectly even tan
play by • megan fox
overall • Chrissy isn't your typical acne-infested, greasy-haired, and unevenly tanned teenage girl. No, she's more like a model in that respect, probably caring more about her appearance than her grades- and it shows. While she's failing math, she gets an A+ for looks- her dark brown curls, highlighted naturally with chestnut and streaked with black, are the envy of a good amount of girls at school. For a person with her shade of hair, her eyes are quick unusual. They are a striking blue-green color, emphasized by a pair of full lips and a pair of perfectly arched brown eyebrows. She usually wears ballet flats, to show off to everyone that she's a dancer and proud of it, and a lime green miniskirt, paired with a tight white top. The tank top has black shackles on it, and it only goes to a little below her ribcage to reveal her flat, tanned stomach. Of course, her outfits are always different, but she tends to wear this one more often.
Naturally, Christy's ears are pierced, and she usually wears small hoops or studs, because if her finger got caught in a large hoop or any other earring during dance, the results would be painful and extremely messy. The top of her left ear currently holds a small sapphire stud. She wears a lot of silver bangles and a few creative bracelets, and her teeth are perfect white, despite the amount of candy she consumes, then dances off. Like most dancers, she's tall and graceful with her movements- her walk isn't nearly as jolting as a normal person's. She has a good dancer's step- soft, almost bouncing off her toes. Again, like most dancers, she has a flexible, lithe body with extra muscles on the arms and legs, due to the poses she has to hold daily. Overall, she's a fit teen, more so than most.
personality
likes
• Dancing
• Manicures
• Boys
• Flirting
• Dogs/most animals
• Her sister Kaitlin
• Swimming
• Archery
• Track running
dislikes
• Reptiles/mostly snakes
• Slimy things
• Backstabbers [ a little hypocritical, aren't we? ]
• Geeks
• Vintage
• Classical Music- ew!
• Bad taste in clothing
• Running out of money
• Writing/Math
habits/quirks
• Glossing her lips when she's nervous
• Crushing on one boy for a long time. Then when he shows interest in her, liking someone else.
• Acting as alpha queen when she's not.
• Holding a dance pose for a while, when she's thinking
• Consuming large amounts of Sees Candies when she's upset.
fears
• Becoming un-popular
• Losing her passion for dancing
• Breaking a leg
• Losing her fashion sense
• Getting cheated on
dreams
• Becoming a famous dancer
• Getting a cute boyfriend
• Getting a college diploma in dance
• Being successful and earning plenty of money
secrets
• She loves to eat candy.
• She loves running.
• She actually enjoys hip-hop dancing, but she's better at contemporary and ballet.
• She's actually not bad at drawing, but still prefers dance
• She's loyal to the end.
overall • THE BAD;; When Chrissy gets angry- which, sadly, occurs often- she gets really angry. Insults come quickly to her mind, and she usually blurts things out that she regrets later. She's temperamental when she has to be, mean when she wants to be. When she has her mind set on something, nothing can budge her- she a stubborn asshole. She usually puts on that 'innocent' face to get what she wants, and when she wants it. She's definitely a typical flirt, anyone, anywhere, any time. Unfortunately, Chrissy tends to be a heartbreaking maneater most of the time, mostly because it's in her nature, and the other part because she wants to. Single and taken don't matter to her. She'll go for any hot guy she sees, flirting to no end. And usually, they end up not being able to resist the 'bait' she hangs in front of them.
THE GOOD;; Let's say that by some slim chance Chrissy has not been able to piss you off in some way. By then she'd probably be considered one of your friends. Chrissy's friendship and loyalty isn't easy to get, but once you have it she's worth the effort. She's in it till the last, and with her, friendships are never really broken. Even if you completely backstab her, she'll always be there, provided you and her were good friends before. Despite her constant boyfriend changes, she's usually pretty good with those kinds of relationships. She doesn't try to cheat, it just happens sometimes. Anyway, she usually ends up higher on the pecking order, but moving to new places and having to make new friends is difficult for a flirtatious biatch. And that is exactly what she is.
THE PASSION; Dancing. Chrissy has been dancing for most of her life, and she would sacrifice anything for it. It's her life, her passion, and if she had to make the choice between being beautiful or dancing, she would pick dancing- a big deal for her. Luckily, such a tough decision won't be imposed on her for a long time, probably her whole life, and she likes it that way. Thankfully, she can be beautiful and dance, and she knows it. She works it to its best, and everybody around her knows it.
family history
[/size]mother • Veronica; 34; painter
father • Robert; 38; real estate agent- successful
siblings • Kaitlin; 16; drama student
pets • Jack; Black Field Labrador; 1 year old
other family • Jessica; 36; fashion designer; aunt
overall • Chrissy was born in Brazil; only a few months later, her family moved back to America, where they had come from. They all settled in fine, and Chrissy was their little angel, their delight. She was bright, creative, smart, and absolutely gorgeous. What more could they want? Not much more, and Chrissy knew that. She stopped trying in school, since everything seemed to come so effortlessly for her. And then she discovered dancing. The way those dancers curved their bodies, the way they moved so gracefully on stage and how much the audience enjoyed it... Chrissy began to idolize the art of dancing, and soon it became a part of her, the bigger part.
As she grew up, she got better and better at dancing, contemporary and ballet most of all. She had rhythm, grace, muscle, beauty, popularity. Her dance teachers couldn't teach her any more- her determination to master dance had made her learn their techniques twice as quickly as their other students. She got so good at it that when her older sister Kaitlin discovered a school of the arts, with experienced teachers, she sent in an application for the dance program. A few weeks later, both she and Kaitlin were accepted into the school, her as a dance student and Kaitlin as a drama student. She left her family and former friends behind, but made new ones at her new school quickly, through charm, charisma, and personality. She settled in fine with the other people, and it has been that way ever since.
Chrissy is lucky she comes from a wealthy family- they supply her with spending money on a visa card of her own, and she doesn't blow it all in one trip like most girls would. She likes to space it out and use it on different things other than clothes. Her parents trust her enough to give her more than necessary. Although she doesn't interact much with her popular sister Kaitlin, it's always nice to have a family member who could save your butt if your friends backstab you.
Other
password{inrules} • gotta love those burrrrritos
roleplay sample{please put in a quote} •
It was a boring day. The sky was gray, the teachers were droning- oops, that's normal- and all the other people seemed to have vanished into thin air. And naturally, Lily was stuck in the library, trying to study for a trigonometry test she knew she couldn't pass. That's what she got for being relatively new to this boarding school. Her dad thought she was oh so smart, and signed her up for all the AP classes. The ones she was now failing. Sighing, the brunette junior dropped her chin onto her hand, propped up on the desk by her elbow. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the stream of numbers scribbled in the book before her. Instead of studying for the past hour or so, she had been sketching random designs in the margin of the book in front of her- in pen. Not that she really cared. Honestly, anything was better than trig.
Lily lifted her blue-green eyes from the book and let them wander idly over the people in the library. The normal nerds were there, pushing up glasses on their noses and- ew!- wiping snot on their sleeves. Lily shuddered, immediately moving her gaze again. Then there were those like her, who were trying to study but had too much on their minds to do as much. Instead of doodling like Lily had, they were staring aimlessly out of the wide windows of the library at the gray, cloudy sky overhead. The white-haired librarians were stamping books back into checkin, occasionally shushing a few chattery freshmen. Lily moved her eyes again, and- unfortunately- caught sight of a couple, probably pretending to be bad at a subject to get the person they liked as a tutor, making out. Lily almost gagged. It looked like they were eating each other's face- wait a minute.
Pretend to be bad at a subject... Lily's glossed lips curled upwards in a smile, a smile that vanished when her eyes returned to the trig book. Well, there was no pretending there. But who did she like? Right now, it seemed, nobody. But she would find someone she liked, who would hopefully be pretty good at trig. Then, just act really bad at it around them, and eventually ask them to tutor her. Poof! Free boyfriend. Or kiss. But whatever. She didn't have a current boyfriend so neither really mattered that much. Lily flicked through the pages of the book, then, as she was turning to look around the library again, sent the pen she'd used to doodle in the book flying- right into the back of someone's head. Lily suppressed a fit of giggles, turning around and pretending to be studying and innocent, leaning over her trig book with a smirk on her face. She brushed back her bangs from over her eye to catch a glimpse of said person.
Lily lifted her blue-green eyes from the book and let them wander idly over the people in the library. The normal nerds were there, pushing up glasses on their noses and- ew!- wiping snot on their sleeves. Lily shuddered, immediately moving her gaze again. Then there were those like her, who were trying to study but had too much on their minds to do as much. Instead of doodling like Lily had, they were staring aimlessly out of the wide windows of the library at the gray, cloudy sky overhead. The white-haired librarians were stamping books back into checkin, occasionally shushing a few chattery freshmen. Lily moved her eyes again, and- unfortunately- caught sight of a couple, probably pretending to be bad at a subject to get the person they liked as a tutor, making out. Lily almost gagged. It looked like they were eating each other's face- wait a minute.
Pretend to be bad at a subject... Lily's glossed lips curled upwards in a smile, a smile that vanished when her eyes returned to the trig book. Well, there was no pretending there. But who did she like? Right now, it seemed, nobody. But she would find someone she liked, who would hopefully be pretty good at trig. Then, just act really bad at it around them, and eventually ask them to tutor her. Poof! Free boyfriend. Or kiss. But whatever. She didn't have a current boyfriend so neither really mattered that much. Lily flicked through the pages of the book, then, as she was turning to look around the library again, sent the pen she'd used to doodle in the book flying- right into the back of someone's head. Lily suppressed a fit of giggles, turning around and pretending to be studying and innocent, leaning over her trig book with a smirk on her face. She brushed back her bangs from over her eye to catch a glimpse of said person.
