Post by loveandbliss on Feb 6, 2011 22:45:09 GMT -4
*BLISS MERCURY DEVOE,
“it's the way you do the things you do
that make me fall in love with you”
“it's the way you do the things you do
that make me fall in love with you”
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[/color][/center]*step into the spotlight,
» FULL NAME: bliss mercury devoe
» NICKNAMES: just bliss
» AGE/BIRTHDAY: 19. oct. 31, 1994
» GENDER: female
» ORIENTATION: bi-curious
» CANON OR ORIGINAL: original
» GROUP/GRADE: local
*let them see who you are,
» HAIR: her hair falls past her shoulders in waves and is of a light brown, almost blonde color.
» EYES: almond shaped sadness, brown in color but always seems to be changing.
» HEIGHT/WEIGHT: she stands at 5'6" and weighs in at 130 pounds.
» DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: n/a
» STYLE: well now, she has a very girly sense of style, but when it comes right down to it, she'd much prefer jeans, a t-shirt, and a favorite sweater over heels and fancy clothes.
» OVERALL:
♠ Bliss has always been small, somewhat of a petite girl. Standing at a not very tall 5 feet 6 inches, it never bothered her really. As a younger girl she had really skinny arms and leg and looked entirely too fragile up until eighth grade when she started playing field hockey and got into volleyball during freshman year. this is when she started to build muscle. Her shines softly, and comes down past her shoulders in waves and slight ringlets sometimes frames her face. For a pretty face, her eyes are what capture most peoples attention for all the sadness that they hold. That's all most can ever see when they look into her eyes, dull, numbing sadness.
Bliss has always had an edgy sort of girly style. She knows how to dress on the occasion, but every now and then she loves to be out there and be the attention. Though she loves fashion, being edgy and girly, she much prefers jeans a t-shirt and her favorite sweater any day.
*shine through the darkness,
» LIKES:
♠ arts
♠ sports
♠ film
♠ new york
♠ traveling
♠ being cozy and warm
♠ sleep
♠ music
♠ photography
♠ the victorian era
♠ interior design
» DISLIKES:
♠ cars
♠ birds
♠ going to clubs
♠ taxi's
♠ guys who tend to be pricks
♠ bitchy girls
♠ teens who act like sluts
♠ bad music, art, film
♠ people with bad sportsmanship
» STRENGTHS:
♠ field hockey and volleyball
♠ creative
♠ history, especially about the victorian era
♠ interior design and fashion
♠ friends and family
» WEAKNESSES:
♠ baseball/softball
♠ math, mostly algebra and higher math subjects
♠ she hates herself
♠ confrontations
♠ bad memory
» SECRETS:
♠ bliss went to juvie at 15 yrs of age for possession of drugs, and under age drinking.
♠ she used to have a perfectly normal life...until she was raped on her way home from school. she hasn't told anyone, and she's afraid of people getting close to her because just knowing the fact that she was raped, makes her feel like a whore since she's never told.
♠ she's afraid
» GOALS:
♠ she doesn't want to be afraid anymore.
♠ she wants to get the guts to tell someone what happened to her and accept what happened
♠ she wants to be able to respect herself and she wants to see herself the way her family sees her
» OVERALL PERSONALITY:
♠ she's quiet and soft spoken, her actions speak louder than her words and she would much rather prefer it that way. She is neither an introvert nor extrovert just somewhere in between. Looking at her, the way she acts or holds herself, you wouldn't be able to see what her past has done to her mentally. She comes off as confident and proud, but she hardly feels that way most of the time. She's afraid of confrontation, that is why she has never told anyone of the things that had happened. She's mostly afraid of herself than of what others may think of her. Only she can hurt herself more than anyone else can because only she knows all the secrets she holds.
When it comes to people in general, she likes to talk with them. She isn't one to party or go to clubs often. She can be absolutely stubborn at times. She doesn't think people don't understand her, it is really the opposite of that, she doesn't understand herself. She's loyal, especially towards Charlotte, her birth sister and would do anything for her.
*dive into your past,
» PARENTS:
♠ adoptive father: Christofer Jureau - docter
♠ adoptive mother: Grace Jureau - house wife
» SIBLINGS:
♠ sister: Charlotte DeVoe - ten years old - 5th grade
♠ adoptive sister: --- --- Jureau - seventeen - high school
♠ adoptive brother: --- --- Jureau - twenty - college
» PETS:
♠ cat: nala - american bobtail - about a couple months old
» SIGNIFICANT OTHER:
n/a
» OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE:
n/a
» HISTORY:
♠ Before anything happened, before the rape, before juvie, even before she and her sister were adopted, she lived normally. Her real parents weren't the best, she couldn't even say she loved them, but she lived a normal life, she was just fine with it. She was nine years old when her little sister Charlotte was born, she made a promise to herself that she would do anything for the little girl, anything. She took care of Charlotte, she made sure she was well fed and went to bed and enjoyed the sun while it was out. Life went on that way until she was raped at 13 years old. Life was never really the same after that, she never told, she held it in and it was slowly killing her inside.
After the incident, she got involved with the wrong crowd, she started drugs and drinking and going to wild parties her 'friends' had. She started not to care about Charlotte, and then her little sister was taken away, put into foster care because she wasn't being taken care of. Still Bliss didn't care anymore, she was numb to any type of feeling. Her parents were put into jail for child abuse, they were dumb, they didn't know how to care for a child. Bliss seemed inhuman for a time, then she was caught by the police after a party. She was drunk, as well as high and had drugs on her; at fifteen she was put into juvie for underage drinking and possession of drugs. This was when she got her life back into perspective. She found out her little sister had been adopted by a wealthy family and she was happy.
At 16 the Jureau family was willing to adopt Bliss for Charlotte's sake. Bliss quickly adapted to life in New York and went to Belmont for two years before going to college. At first her adoptive siblings were scared of her, mostly her adoptive sister. Her brother was silently angry at his parents for adopting her, even if it was for Charlotte's sake. Bliss could deal with the fact that her new family didn't exactly enjoy her company, but she proved herself to them. She worked to get good grades in school, got her own job, and took care of Charlotte. Christofer and Grace's main concern was what if Bliss went back to her old habits. They went through a rough patch where they didn't trust her so they had her drug tested regularly to make sure she wasn't secretly doing drugs or alcohol. She was cooperative, but she hated being treated that way, but she dealt with it for Charlotte who saved her in a way the Jureau's wouldn't fully understand.
Before Bliss' senior year at Belmont, she had already decided what she wanted to major in college. Things had been getting better between her new family and the stress of her being around wasn't there as much as before. They still didn't quite trust her, but she understood. It's hard taking a completely stranger into your home, especially one with a criminal record of sorts.
*behind the scenes,
» NAME/ALIAS: bliss
» AGE: 15
» ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: 5 years
» HOW YOU FOUND US: tears of a phoenix
» CODE PHRASE: ADMIN EDIT
» RP SAMPLE:
Bliss woke up rather tired. She was in her Junior year, the day was January 1, a year after she was adopted by the Jureau family. At times she felt like crying, but she knew she didn't deserve their kindness, she knew they only adopted her because of Charlotte. Charlotte who was Bliss' savior, the one who brought Bliss back into perspective with life. If it weren't for Charlotte or the Jureau's she could kiss her future goodbye. Bliss looked herself in the mirror, a grimace took place on her face. She hated looking at herself, it only reminded her of that terrible night. No one knew, no one would care, she was only Bliss, a juvenile delinquent, someone with a record. It was her secret to keep and tell, her's to take to the grave.
The rest of her family was asleep, good, she thought to herself. She wasn't really in the mood to encounter any of her adoptive family. She usually was ready before they ever woke up and ate breakfast. Bliss was totally self sufficient, she had her own job, so she bought her own breakfast on her way to school and she made her own dinner. Things were extremely awkward and tense with the Jureau's, whenever she was around, they were on edge. It was like they were waiting for her to slip up and be done with her. She hated how they all seemed very overprotective of Charlotte whenever she was taking care of her or playing with her. She hated it, but she had to deal with it.
It has been about a week since her nasty confrontation with her adoptive brother. She hated confrontations, and she didn't do one thing all the while he was yelling at her face and at one point pushed her. He had helped or rather picked her up rather harshly in his anger. She didn't blame him, he hated her for intruding. She could also tell that he thought of her as a bad example towards Charlotte, though Charlotte would never know the things she did; she would never understand, she was only a young girl. Bliss' adoptive sister had the same hostile feelings around her. Things usually got really stressed every time Bliss had to leave to go get her drug test and alcohol level's tested. Christofer and Grace didn't trust her, why would they? She went to juvie for underage drinking, being high, and possession of drugs. She couldn't trust herself. That’s just the way things had to be for awhile.
Slowly she got ready for another day at Belmont. In truth she hated it at the school, but she did okay there. She wanted to prove to her new family she was trustworthy, she could only do that by showing them she was responsible. There was a time when she was reckless, didn’t care for a thing in the world, did things on impulse. That was when she was younger, when there wasn’t parent like figures like Christofer and Grace to tell her she was better than what she had done. Now that there was, they were only there to remind her she wasn’t better, her actions proved that, and she hated being reminded of that every time she saw her family and the looks they gave her. Only Charlotte adored her, only her sister didn’t understand the things she’s done, only Charlotte loved her.
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