Post by Bianca Putnam on Oct 9, 2007 20:00:52 GMT -5
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Years of Roleplaying: 5
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Character Basics:
Name: Bianca Lianne Putnam
Nickname(s): Bee
Species: Witch
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weight: 155
Height: '5'9'
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Burnette
Tattoos/Piercings:
Lower right hip
Scars/Birth Marks:
Left arm right in the crease
Physical Appearance:
She has bomming blue eyes that could make anyone mezmorised. Her hair is a choclety brown color and she has natural lighter golden brown highlights with them. She doesn't mind people staring, but she is almost flawless accept once a month she get a litte bit of acney. She doesn't fake tan hers is 100% real, she thinks that extensions and plastic surgey only make you fake so she is 100% real. Bekind semi-tall she wares skirts sometimes and jeans most of the time, she isn't someone to where a tube top or something that looks outraigious or wayy to floral or bold for her liking.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: In a Relationship with Matteo.
Character Academics:
Classes:
Pre-Calculus
European History
Junior Health and Physical Education
Latin III
AP Chemistry
Honors English 11
Photography
Free Peroid
Sports:
Vollyball
Skateboarding
Activities:
Photography
Clique:
The Punks/The Preps
[She is friends whith both]
About your Character:
Personality:
Likes:
♠ SHAPRIES!
♠ Rock music
♠ emo boys
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Trouble
♠ Music
♠ Looking hott
♠ Partying
♠ Video Games
♠ Hollister && American Eagle && Ambercrombie
♠ Volcom and hott skate brands
Dislikes:
♠ Posers
♠ Vomit
♠ blood
♠ needles
♠ goody-goods
♠ Fakes
♠ Waiting
♠ Driveing
♠ Blogs
♠ Gossip
Strengths:
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Swimming
♠ Art
♠ Reading
♠ Being Herself
Weaknesses:
♠ Cooking
♠ Blood
♠ Needles
♠ Vomit
♠ Scratchy noises
Hobbies:
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Swimming
♠ Art
♠ Reading
♠ shopping
Family:
Rochelle Putnam - Mother - Witch
Bianca and her mothers relationship is good, to each other they confide in the truth and keep nothing from one another unless its super bad or gross. Their realationship is a strong bond they're kind of like best friends in a family sort of way, there is no real best friend but if she had to pic one out of her huge family tree it would be her mom.
Mark Putnam - Father - Worloc
Their realtionship isn't much her father is normally always travleing.
History:
Bee isn't any normal child that grew up in the middle of her dads own island, no. She flew to school everyday, no she didn't like it at all. She was 5 and she threatened the pilot that she would jump out if she had to ride the plane to school again, he landed and she skipped for a week. She never liked school either. When her nanny finaly got a hold of her father he came home and they moved to a small house off of the east coast. She didn't like it there and neither did her dad so they moved to California. She loved it. Being 13 and never really haveing a parent it was like she was a free person and would always remain that way. She snuck in to R rated moveis and cussed at the screan loudly when someone made out in it. She rode her skateboard everywhere.
When she got her car of course it was nice, she would drive around anything but a nice car. She wasn't raised on a farm! But what she got was an old fashioned Click. she loved the thing to death and still has the car in purfect condition. She has never been in a wreck. But yet there is always the memorie of her dad never eally being there but she still loved him too much, her mom was ready t leave at munites notice. But even if her dad devoriced her he would still buy them what ever they desired. But normaly she has had her past and doesn't bring it up often she was raised to only bleive in the future. Not the past. Her and her mom took their stuff and moved here and then she figured out about her being a witch and discoved her powers and her mom helped her.. Now they are here with her dad and enjoying their life.
Personality:
Bee is wild, she loves to party like a rockstar and enjoi a good dance of rave or something. When everyone is quiet is the times that she will turn on her ipod and go insiane, that is just whom she is. She isn't someone who would just go sitting off and doing nothing. She always has her skateboard in hand and always has her ipod and her stupid idioic personality. Her dad happens to be an A lister whom no one really knows about and she is little miss popular at school with the punks and preps. She likes to go out and party just like any normal teenager does. She sin't normal, her myspace is completly organized and rock-out-able. Bob Marley was one of her idols she has every one of his songs on her 80 gig ipod, along with One of his son's songs.
She is someone who takes music very seriously and enjoys ever second of it. She can memorize any song in less that 5 times of lestining to it, she has a new song on her myspace almost every day. She isn't afraid to get into trouble she has smoke a joint and stuff like that before but it wasn't a permanate life she lived like that and she will never do that unless she has like a sugar high. She is somone that has every color of sharpie ever made, she picks one color every day that matches her personality and then she takes it every where with her. She never uses purses that is what pockets were made for, and seems how her dad is an A lister she has been able to hang out with some awesome clebs. She loves to just her herself and hang around and slide in and out of trouble, she is used o being by herself and loves it. There is really never any parental super vision watching over her. Becuase her mom is more of an I-don't-care kind. She loves all kninds of music Hip-hop inclused but Country is a heck no!
Character Extras:
Celebrity: Fox, Megan
Canon or Original Cannon
Finishing Up:
Sample Post:
[from another site, one of my bests]
Large silver eyes wielded at the long gaping staircase that winded down to the bottom floor. Spence didn't take any notice of the kids that were headed to their common rooms as she sat on the ledge of a small marble stair. She sighed and then leaned back to prop her elbows up onto the cold marble staircase behind her. She loved being hostile to the stupid little 1st year gryffindorks. She hated their guts, but eh she wasn't in the mood for hostile feelings. She just sat their motionless and stunned. Why hadn't she felt like this before.. But what did she feel? Spence wasn't in any kind of mood but a blank one she just sat there in a daze that she thought wouldn't pass for a while. Smiling a cherry smile she laid her head on to the cold marble stair case that was up one from her elbows, seeing no one there she let a loud piercing sigh escape her pursed lips. Black mascara stayed firm on her long eye lashes, she wasn't expecting someone to come by and just step on her like some people did when they were stupid and had no fucking idea what they were doing.. She didn't like anyone right now more less her friends weren't really at school much and they all had different classes. "Time to socialize.. Again." she said to herself. One thing that Spence didn't really like doing was socializing with stupid other peoples. Her lip finally pressed them selfs into a fine line and her eye brows became straight her expression was annoyance. She had no Dreiser to meet anyone new but eh, she wasn't going to go friendless the entire year!
Spencer's long black hair was tied into a small low pony tail on each side of her thin pale face. She smiled her toothy smile and then played with the hot pink ribbon that was in twined and rapped around her ponytails. Silver eyes moved downward to her outfit as she examined what she wore seems how she wasn't in her gay Slytherin robes. Black skinny jeans, sneaker flops tied at the tips with a small buckle that was just their for decoration. But on her black skinny jeans she had doodles on hem with a silver sharpie that Pez now healed in her right hand. When she got up to the shirt that didn't really say anything but it had a large image of a Smiley face that was kinda vipireish looking with fangs and everything a circular head and then a talking bubble saying 'food?' She smiled and nodded her head to the looks of her outfit. She wasn't someone you would find in skirts 24:7 her favorite thing to ware was skinny and a t-shirt. Saying noting she lay ed her head back down on the cold marble stare and sighed again thinking about her past and why it was so fucked up. She didn't seem disappointed about it she had her times of fun being drunk and everything but the drugs her sister did was sad. that is where all of their moms money went to, right under her nose. Once a week Lisa would sneak Liza's credit card out of her purse and go find a drug dealer after getting some cash. Spence on the other hand would just tell her mum that they were out of Bose and needed some more. But what the hell? why did Pez enjoy being drunk back then, now I mean she hasn't pick anything up since she didn't even wanna look at the filthy scum written bottle. Lacing her fingers to gather with closed eyes she seems clam relaxed, and she had never given this much thought into her past.. Never. Not even when the psychiatrist asked she just shrugged and walked out the door, like most people know Pez doesn't like an audience unless she is 'under the influence' or being retarded.
Being retarded was like Spencer's most common era, She was always retarded once you got to know her, but there was another thing. Never aspect her to start a conversation. Normally she doesn't really have anything to talk about.. But bloody hell, who cared? I mean her sister is a frickin druggie and she is an ex-drunk whom had once broken her sisters arm at a party. But then again they were even now, because when pez was 12 and Lisa was some odd years old Lisa broke her arm with a cast iron pan. She snickered and then opened her eyes halfway seeing the ceiling of gold, Spencer was never one to take in a ceiling but hell, she wasn't doing anything in intoxicating for the next 50 hours. Reading was last on her list, it was a Friday night the first friday night that she had been in hogwarts. Normally what she would be doing, with her friends at her uncles place she would a. be getting drunk with them b. be getting drunk with her uncle or c. be partying like there was no tomorrow. She smiled and then relaxed her shoulders a bit more, her body was now completely ready for sleep but she wasn't going anywhere near there in a flight f stairs that could lead to a death if fallen down. Eyes opened and she shook her foot that had fallen asleep, she wasn't going to be doing anything until classes had started but hey whatever she didn't want to be the victim of not learning anything. Closing her eyes again she smiled and then chuckled remembered Lisa's face when her arm snapped and the heart wrenching scream that followed people had cheered on Pez and laughed at the druggie.
Spencer decided that she shouldn't be sprawled out across the stairs in case someone was to come rushing down with some kind of bloody injury. She sighed and then pulled her knees to her chest and hugged them pulling then close to her with tight force. She didn't really say anything or think about anything but she did know she was tired and she didn't want to sleep. Being restless and tired at the same time for her wasn't a good thing.. She shook her head and laied it down on her knees exhaling a deep breath.
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[/i]Character Basics:
Name: Bianca Lianne Putnam
Nickname(s): Bee
Species: Witch
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weight: 155
Height: '5'9'
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Burnette
Tattoos/Piercings:
Lower right hip
Scars/Birth Marks:
Left arm right in the crease
Physical Appearance:
She has bomming blue eyes that could make anyone mezmorised. Her hair is a choclety brown color and she has natural lighter golden brown highlights with them. She doesn't mind people staring, but she is almost flawless accept once a month she get a litte bit of acney. She doesn't fake tan hers is 100% real, she thinks that extensions and plastic surgey only make you fake so she is 100% real. Bekind semi-tall she wares skirts sometimes and jeans most of the time, she isn't someone to where a tube top or something that looks outraigious or wayy to floral or bold for her liking.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: In a Relationship with Matteo.
Character Academics:
Classes:
Pre-Calculus
European History
Junior Health and Physical Education
Latin III
AP Chemistry
Honors English 11
Photography
Free Peroid
Sports:
Vollyball
Skateboarding
Activities:
Photography
Clique:
The Punks/The Preps
[She is friends whith both]
About your Character:
Personality:
Likes:
♠ SHAPRIES!
♠ Rock music
♠ emo boys
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Trouble
♠ Music
♠ Looking hott
♠ Partying
♠ Video Games
♠ Hollister && American Eagle && Ambercrombie
♠ Volcom and hott skate brands
Dislikes:
♠ Posers
♠ Vomit
♠ blood
♠ needles
♠ goody-goods
♠ Fakes
♠ Waiting
♠ Driveing
♠ Blogs
♠ Gossip
Strengths:
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Swimming
♠ Art
♠ Reading
♠ Being Herself
Weaknesses:
♠ Cooking
♠ Blood
♠ Needles
♠ Vomit
♠ Scratchy noises
Hobbies:
♠ Skateboarding
♠ Swimming
♠ Art
♠ Reading
♠ shopping
Family:
Rochelle Putnam - Mother - Witch
Bianca and her mothers relationship is good, to each other they confide in the truth and keep nothing from one another unless its super bad or gross. Their realationship is a strong bond they're kind of like best friends in a family sort of way, there is no real best friend but if she had to pic one out of her huge family tree it would be her mom.
Mark Putnam - Father - Worloc
Their realtionship isn't much her father is normally always travleing.
History:
Bee isn't any normal child that grew up in the middle of her dads own island, no. She flew to school everyday, no she didn't like it at all. She was 5 and she threatened the pilot that she would jump out if she had to ride the plane to school again, he landed and she skipped for a week. She never liked school either. When her nanny finaly got a hold of her father he came home and they moved to a small house off of the east coast. She didn't like it there and neither did her dad so they moved to California. She loved it. Being 13 and never really haveing a parent it was like she was a free person and would always remain that way. She snuck in to R rated moveis and cussed at the screan loudly when someone made out in it. She rode her skateboard everywhere.
When she got her car of course it was nice, she would drive around anything but a nice car. She wasn't raised on a farm! But what she got was an old fashioned Click. she loved the thing to death and still has the car in purfect condition. She has never been in a wreck. But yet there is always the memorie of her dad never eally being there but she still loved him too much, her mom was ready t leave at munites notice. But even if her dad devoriced her he would still buy them what ever they desired. But normaly she has had her past and doesn't bring it up often she was raised to only bleive in the future. Not the past. Her and her mom took their stuff and moved here and then she figured out about her being a witch and discoved her powers and her mom helped her.. Now they are here with her dad and enjoying their life.
Personality:
Bee is wild, she loves to party like a rockstar and enjoi a good dance of rave or something. When everyone is quiet is the times that she will turn on her ipod and go insiane, that is just whom she is. She isn't someone who would just go sitting off and doing nothing. She always has her skateboard in hand and always has her ipod and her stupid idioic personality. Her dad happens to be an A lister whom no one really knows about and she is little miss popular at school with the punks and preps. She likes to go out and party just like any normal teenager does. She sin't normal, her myspace is completly organized and rock-out-able. Bob Marley was one of her idols she has every one of his songs on her 80 gig ipod, along with One of his son's songs.
She is someone who takes music very seriously and enjoys ever second of it. She can memorize any song in less that 5 times of lestining to it, she has a new song on her myspace almost every day. She isn't afraid to get into trouble she has smoke a joint and stuff like that before but it wasn't a permanate life she lived like that and she will never do that unless she has like a sugar high. She is somone that has every color of sharpie ever made, she picks one color every day that matches her personality and then she takes it every where with her. She never uses purses that is what pockets were made for, and seems how her dad is an A lister she has been able to hang out with some awesome clebs. She loves to just her herself and hang around and slide in and out of trouble, she is used o being by herself and loves it. There is really never any parental super vision watching over her. Becuase her mom is more of an I-don't-care kind. She loves all kninds of music Hip-hop inclused but Country is a heck no!
Character Extras:
Celebrity: Fox, Megan
Canon or Original Cannon
Finishing Up:
Sample Post:
[from another site, one of my bests]
Large silver eyes wielded at the long gaping staircase that winded down to the bottom floor. Spence didn't take any notice of the kids that were headed to their common rooms as she sat on the ledge of a small marble stair. She sighed and then leaned back to prop her elbows up onto the cold marble staircase behind her. She loved being hostile to the stupid little 1st year gryffindorks. She hated their guts, but eh she wasn't in the mood for hostile feelings. She just sat their motionless and stunned. Why hadn't she felt like this before.. But what did she feel? Spence wasn't in any kind of mood but a blank one she just sat there in a daze that she thought wouldn't pass for a while. Smiling a cherry smile she laid her head on to the cold marble stair case that was up one from her elbows, seeing no one there she let a loud piercing sigh escape her pursed lips. Black mascara stayed firm on her long eye lashes, she wasn't expecting someone to come by and just step on her like some people did when they were stupid and had no fucking idea what they were doing.. She didn't like anyone right now more less her friends weren't really at school much and they all had different classes. "Time to socialize.. Again." she said to herself. One thing that Spence didn't really like doing was socializing with stupid other peoples. Her lip finally pressed them selfs into a fine line and her eye brows became straight her expression was annoyance. She had no Dreiser to meet anyone new but eh, she wasn't going to go friendless the entire year!
Spencer's long black hair was tied into a small low pony tail on each side of her thin pale face. She smiled her toothy smile and then played with the hot pink ribbon that was in twined and rapped around her ponytails. Silver eyes moved downward to her outfit as she examined what she wore seems how she wasn't in her gay Slytherin robes. Black skinny jeans, sneaker flops tied at the tips with a small buckle that was just their for decoration. But on her black skinny jeans she had doodles on hem with a silver sharpie that Pez now healed in her right hand. When she got up to the shirt that didn't really say anything but it had a large image of a Smiley face that was kinda vipireish looking with fangs and everything a circular head and then a talking bubble saying 'food?' She smiled and nodded her head to the looks of her outfit. She wasn't someone you would find in skirts 24:7 her favorite thing to ware was skinny and a t-shirt. Saying noting she lay ed her head back down on the cold marble stare and sighed again thinking about her past and why it was so fucked up. She didn't seem disappointed about it she had her times of fun being drunk and everything but the drugs her sister did was sad. that is where all of their moms money went to, right under her nose. Once a week Lisa would sneak Liza's credit card out of her purse and go find a drug dealer after getting some cash. Spence on the other hand would just tell her mum that they were out of Bose and needed some more. But what the hell? why did Pez enjoy being drunk back then, now I mean she hasn't pick anything up since she didn't even wanna look at the filthy scum written bottle. Lacing her fingers to gather with closed eyes she seems clam relaxed, and she had never given this much thought into her past.. Never. Not even when the psychiatrist asked she just shrugged and walked out the door, like most people know Pez doesn't like an audience unless she is 'under the influence' or being retarded.
Being retarded was like Spencer's most common era, She was always retarded once you got to know her, but there was another thing. Never aspect her to start a conversation. Normally she doesn't really have anything to talk about.. But bloody hell, who cared? I mean her sister is a frickin druggie and she is an ex-drunk whom had once broken her sisters arm at a party. But then again they were even now, because when pez was 12 and Lisa was some odd years old Lisa broke her arm with a cast iron pan. She snickered and then opened her eyes halfway seeing the ceiling of gold, Spencer was never one to take in a ceiling but hell, she wasn't doing anything in intoxicating for the next 50 hours. Reading was last on her list, it was a Friday night the first friday night that she had been in hogwarts. Normally what she would be doing, with her friends at her uncles place she would a. be getting drunk with them b. be getting drunk with her uncle or c. be partying like there was no tomorrow. She smiled and then relaxed her shoulders a bit more, her body was now completely ready for sleep but she wasn't going anywhere near there in a flight f stairs that could lead to a death if fallen down. Eyes opened and she shook her foot that had fallen asleep, she wasn't going to be doing anything until classes had started but hey whatever she didn't want to be the victim of not learning anything. Closing her eyes again she smiled and then chuckled remembered Lisa's face when her arm snapped and the heart wrenching scream that followed people had cheered on Pez and laughed at the druggie.
Spencer decided that she shouldn't be sprawled out across the stairs in case someone was to come rushing down with some kind of bloody injury. She sighed and then pulled her knees to her chest and hugged them pulling then close to her with tight force. She didn't really say anything or think about anything but she did know she was tired and she didn't want to sleep. Being restless and tired at the same time for her wasn't a good thing.. She shook her head and laied it down on her knees exhaling a deep breath.
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