Post by cameron firth on Nov 19, 2008 23:40:00 GMT -5
CAMERONMOIRAFIRTH
If only the shows were as real as the clothes
Then we'd never see the same, but I guess we'll never know.
If only the shows were as real as the clothes
Then we'd never see the same, but I guess we'll never know.
we got a new star!
full name cameron moira firth
nicks cami, mera
age 21
birthday february seventeenth
group model
sexual orientation straight
and, oh... what an idiot!
likes dogs, fur, theater, rum and coke, real jewelry, dancing, sex, working, attention, parties, silk, satin, velvet, exercise, cash, coffee, men
dislikes lace lingerie, runs in her stockings, tequila, wool, whiskey, cheap plastic jewelry, pennies, chai, cigarette smoke, chew, zoot suits
hobbies tennis, sketching, writing, cooking
habits plays with her hair when bored, chews on the unsharpened end of her drawing pencils, drinks 2 12 oz plain lattes everyday (breakfast and lunch), sings in the shower
quirks hugs strangers, uses big words too often, tries to build things with her various tubs of make-up and the like
fears getting canned, getting pregnant, getting scarred up
secrets originally planned/trained to be a stage actress, hates peas
strong points bright, amusing, stubborn, loud, unafraid to make herself heard, imaginative, mostly composed
weaknesses chocolate, coffee, loses her temper from time to time, attractive boys, pearls, set in her ways, flippant, chocolate
so skinny that makes you puke!
build cameron has a very thin build which she works to keep up with constant exercise. she has a small chest and small bum, thankfully she is in proportion
hair color&&style cami has long, dark blonde hair that she at times highlights a little bit to make it blonder.
eye color blue
heritage american of english and russian descent
height 5'9"
clothing style when she is working, cami wears however much or little clothing that the companies want her to wear. when she isn't however, she seems to wear nice short yet mostly tasteful dresses (even though she has been known to wear a little less then people would like in public).
flaws lips wrinkle when she puckers, nose is too big for her face
strong points lips, hips, chest, eyes, hair
celebrity claim rosie huntington-whiteley
private lives aren't for sale!
parents
mother -- jennifer macker, 45, retired fashion executive, alive
father -- garret firth, 50, bank executive, alive
siblings
brother -- dorian firth, 24, stage actor in new york, very much alive
half-sister -- kyla firth, 17, high school, alive, daughter of father and step mom
half-sister -- melinda macker, 12, middle school, alive, daughter of mother and step-dad
other important family
step-father -- darren macker, 59, retired airline executive, alive
step-mother -- elvira firth, 40, former pop star, alive
birthplace charlotte, nc
nationality american
anything else is a soprano
but then their mask fell!
alias di
age 18
years of roleplaying 3
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rp sampleCassi slipped the bottle back into the brown paper bag. It was a hard decision for her to make and the like. She wasn't an alcoholic, but she had found over the years that the alcohol drowned out some of the more unpleasant things in her life. She'd started drinking heavily and recreationally when she was still living in the states, after what she termed the worst thing to happen to her so far. Sure, Sandi would probably kick Cassi's ass for doing doing so, but she wasn't around any more to do that, was she? Michelle, well, they'd started down the booze road together after Sandi was gone, but they were eventually split by Cassi's decision to get as far away from Denver as she possibly could for the rest of high school. Yeah, it had been a selfish decision, but it was one that she did not regret making.
She looked back at the other girl and smiled, glad that she had a bit of a buzz going on. Most of her brain functions were still mostly normal, but she was a bit off of her normal personality at the moment. that wasn't necessarily bad, she wasn't going to bite anyone's head off when she was like this, but her ability to do advanced mathematics had been conveniently flung out the window by the whiskey. That was a good thing, calculus had been bringing her down for the last little while and if she didn't have to think about it, then she was in for the best of the world, whether she had a way to explain the way that an object accelerated up and down or not.
"Honestly, I came out here for a night of BYOB partying, but that obviously failed," she said with a light laugh. Her plan had failed, on a level that she didn't even care to think about. In the back of her mind, she was still hoping that that was a possibility, that they were both there too early for a party. She had been sorely hoping for that, she had been hoping to party down and get her drunk on with all of that, but that was not the way that the world working at the moment. Either the world was telling her to sober up, party less (hopefully not), or her look was just bad at the moment. Whichever it may be, it looked as if her hopes were in vain. But she was still holding onto them, whatever may happen.
She pushed her bright red hair out of her face, the fine strands getting pulled out of her eyes and off of her lips, and pulled the mass into a tight pony tail and tied it with the fluorescent pink hair tie that she had on her wrist, as usual. The hair was the gift of her mother's Irish heritage. Although a fourth generation American, Cassi was still proud of that heritage (even though she hated Guinness). Once the hair was tied neatly (most of her motor functions were still in place), she looked back at her companion. "What brought you out on this beautiful evening?" she asked, being a nice person, something that was heightened by the effects of the alcohol that she had taken in earlier.
She leaned back on her elbows, letting her weight rest on them. She then pulled her knees up and crossed her left over her right, enjoying the recumbent position that she had taken on. She was relaxing, booze was a downer, bringing her tension and other problems down easily. This was the reason that she drank for the most part, the relaxation and fact that her troubles all seemed to disappear for the time that she was under the influence.
