Post by vanessa jessica nelluc on Dec 24, 2009 2:13:38 GMT -5
( Vanessa Jessica Nelluc )
"Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway."
The Basic Info
FULL NAME:Vanessa Jessica Nelluc
NICKNAME(S):Ness,Nessa Or Nessie
AGE:Nineteen
GENDER:female!
I LIKE:Boys & Girls (when im a bit tipsy)
SPECIES:Human
The Looks
HAIR COLOR:Blond (but i tend to put colored extentions in it )
EYE COLOR:Blue
HEIGHT:5'11
WEIGHT:120
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:Her bleach blonde hair and love of black eyeliner, makes her eyes pop!
PLAY BY: Katie Skadoske
The Personality
LIKES:
-Dancing (i own a dance studio)
-Teaching people how to dance.
- Spending time with my friends
-Sushi (best food ever!)
-Dogs (cute and cuddly balls of fur!)
-Rain (fun to dance in )
-Full moons (beautiful to look at and be under)
-Driving (its a nice passtime when bored and having vast amounts of gas, its how i found out about the vacancy for my shop in La Push)
DISLIKES:
-People who think they are the only thing that matters (I am not dirt thank you!)
-People who diss me for the fact that I like Quileute's better than people in Forks and Port Angeles. (I love my friends and family, but the Quileutes are actually really polite and have this way about them that is gracious. I like it! I wish more people were like that! )
-Cats (im allergic :S)
-Blood ( i hate vast amounts of it, makes me queezy)
-Oranges (the color is okay, the fruit is gross)
-Smokers (nothing against them, but i hate the smell, and kissing them is not for me...)
-Overly Hot weather (i love hot, but too hot is just not fun at all when sweat happens.)
STRENGTHS:
-creative (i have a good mind and know when to use it)
-positive thinker (nothing is really ever bad in my world. there is always something good to come out of something horrible.)
-perfectionist (why can't i have my cake and eat it too?)
-determined (getting it done is a good thing!)
-good communicator (i love to help people and state my opinions on things)
WEAKNESSES:
-Tends to conform to wishes and dreams of others
-Excludes her own feelings from discussions
-Will work and work at something until it IS PERFECT
- Gets to focussed on getting it done her way...
- Talks to much
FULL LENGTH PERSONALITY:
[/li][li]humorous[/li][li]friendly [/li][li]engaging [/li][li]curious [/li][li]emotional[/li][li]cheerful [/li][li]spontaneous [/li][li]apologetic [/li][li]doesn't hold a grudge [/li][li]sincere "Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway."
The Basic Info
FULL NAME:Vanessa Jessica Nelluc
NICKNAME(S):Ness,Nessa Or Nessie
AGE:Nineteen
GENDER:female!
I LIKE:Boys & Girls (when im a bit tipsy)
SPECIES:Human
The Looks
HAIR COLOR:Blond (but i tend to put colored extentions in it )
EYE COLOR:Blue
HEIGHT:5'11
WEIGHT:120
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:Her bleach blonde hair and love of black eyeliner, makes her eyes pop!
PLAY BY: Katie Skadoske
The Personality
LIKES:
-Dancing (i own a dance studio)
-Teaching people how to dance.
- Spending time with my friends
-Sushi (best food ever!)
-Dogs (cute and cuddly balls of fur!)
-Rain (fun to dance in )
-Full moons (beautiful to look at and be under)
-Driving (its a nice passtime when bored and having vast amounts of gas, its how i found out about the vacancy for my shop in La Push)
DISLIKES:
-People who think they are the only thing that matters (I am not dirt thank you!)
-People who diss me for the fact that I like Quileute's better than people in Forks and Port Angeles. (I love my friends and family, but the Quileutes are actually really polite and have this way about them that is gracious. I like it! I wish more people were like that! )
-Cats (im allergic :S)
-Blood ( i hate vast amounts of it, makes me queezy)
-Oranges (the color is okay, the fruit is gross)
-Smokers (nothing against them, but i hate the smell, and kissing them is not for me...)
-Overly Hot weather (i love hot, but too hot is just not fun at all when sweat happens.)
STRENGTHS:
-creative (i have a good mind and know when to use it)
-positive thinker (nothing is really ever bad in my world. there is always something good to come out of something horrible.)
-perfectionist (why can't i have my cake and eat it too?)
-determined (getting it done is a good thing!)
-good communicator (i love to help people and state my opinions on things)
WEAKNESSES:
-Tends to conform to wishes and dreams of others
-Excludes her own feelings from discussions
-Will work and work at something until it IS PERFECT
- Gets to focussed on getting it done her way...
- Talks to much
FULL LENGTH PERSONALITY:
[/li][li] artistic [/li][li]visionary [/li][li]fun-loving
[/li][li]inspirational [/li][li]optimistic
[/li][li]persuasive
The History
DATE OF BIRTH:December 24 1991
PLACE OF BIRTH:Forks,WA
CURRENT HOME:Outskirts of Forks, WA
PARENTS:
Mother: Caroline Serenity (Dwyer) Nelluc (goes by Serenity)
Father: Caleb Remus Nelluc (goes by Cale)
SIBLINGS:
Jayden Silas Nelluc (goes by Jay) - 20
IMPORTANT PEOPLE: Kisara Madeline Cross (goes by Kisa)
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS: none as of date of application.
PETS:A black Husky named Darky
FULL LENGTH HISTORY:
Vanessa Jessica Nelluc was born to the parents Caleb and Caroline Nelluc on a rather snowy evening in Forks Hospital on December twenty-fourth. Needless to say it was a rather pleasant Christmas present for everyone. Vanessa was born the second of two children and the only girl, her elder brother being a year older than herself.
As a baby her parents were always around fussing over her and her brother to make sure they were well looked after and taken care of. However her father had a job that required him to be away from home for weeks at a time on business, and her mother started up working again at the local Elementary school full time. As a result the Vanessa and Jayden were constantly being sent to public daycare centers. After a while Serenity and Cale grew tired of the forever changing caretakers and decided to hire a Nanny. Kisa became like a second mother to the children when the parents were at work, and really helped out a lot around the house. When Vanessa turned three a black dog was sent to her by her father and she loved it to no end, it was one of the many gifts that she recieved from him, however that was really the only way she knew he cared was through the gifts.Vanessa was over joyed with her new furry friend and attached to him right away. When he did come home he was so jetlagged and over tired that he never wanted to do anythig and tended to avoid the kids at all costs.
Around the age of ten Vanessa started to hate her name and soon started introducing her self as Nessa or Nessie Nelluc instead of her proper birth name. She soon even started to correct her parents when they called her by Vanessa instead of Nessa or Nessie, but even so they kept calling her Vanessa. Kisa her nanny and her brother Jayden seem to be the only ones in the family to listen to her.
At age thirteen Nessie was put into many different types of classes and that not counting school since she was homed school. The classes she was put into were more along the lines of art and dance such as ballet, jazz, and even a loose style. Other than dance Nessie also learned how to play the Violin,Piano,flute,guitar, and the harp. She didn't ague with any of the suggestions and lessons as she had always wanted to do have a career that encompassed one if not all of those fields. So she was more than happy to agree to it.
When Nessie turned sixteen she switched from home schooling to public school and was overly enjoyed with outcome, but her parents were not to thrilled about there 'perfect' child going. All though Nessie ignored there pleads and went on ahead and joined the jungle of high school life. At first people where a little unsure of the new girl with her hyper activeness that seemed to spill from her. Nessie was definatly different than the other girls at Forks Highschool. The girls there seemed to all fit into this one box that seemed to read "Barbie Clone" on the outside. All of them wore tight shirts and skinny jeans always trying to look gorgeous in front of all the boys. But that wasn't the way Nessa was. She wasn't the type to conform and be different just to get the attention and praise from other people, no Nessie was very honest and open. She had a flare for fashion and a sense of bluntness that made you love her or hate her, and in most cases it was the latter. Nessie was cute and gullible so making friends was a snitch for her along with grades.
High school seemed to have zoomed by as her Senior year came and with that party's soon sprung up in her book. It seemed as if every weekend she was out partying with her friends, but being a good little angel Nessie never touched a alcohol beverage much less kissed a boy.
Nessie is now a young woman who just recently finished High School and is taking a break before entering college. She recieved a Dance Scholarship but is debating whether to use it or not. She has always wanted to get out of Forks and going with that Scholarship is her big break... but Big break to what exactly? She still doesn't know...
Currently she is working under Miss Raven Gamache, the local Native Dance Teacher in La Push. She had been working part time as a dance instructor since she was sixteen, but now being out of school has gone to full time work.
She became very good friends with her nanny, who is young enough that she still finds cool to hang around with. However she moved in to a little Townhouse on the outside of Forks with her best friend from school, but still has frequent visits with Kisa. And of course Blacky is her current pet at home.
The Person Behind The Character
NAME/NICKNAME:Rayne
AGE:Not necessary.
HOW YOU FOUND US:Rae!
A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF:
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She was on her fifth cigarette that night when she felt him.
His size betrayed his stealth, especially when his large feet stepped on the wet grass. He wasn’t breathing quietly, so she knew he hadn’t meant to surprise her. No, it had been a long time since he would creep up behind her, goofy grin in place, and make her jump from her relaxed position on the same grassy hill they would run off to, only to be together and stare up at the stars. The same grassy hill, in fact, that she was currently sitting on.
She was naked, and the feel of cool earth on her bare body contributed to her calmness. She didn’t plan on having company, but she was certainly in no position to dismiss her visitor, when the spot was clearly equally important to him. Calmly, she took another drag.
“Hello, Sam.”
Wordlessly, the alpha male of their pack walked forward, stopping to stand in front of her. His eyes raked over her body shamelessly, and she didn’t mind this, because he had seen her exposed earlier that night, and even before, whenever they made love during their high school days. His gaze moved to the smoking object in her hand. “Leah, you know smoking will only hurt your body.” He’d said, choosing then to sit next to her, far enough away to be deemed polite, yet close enough to feel the heat radiating off her lithe body.
At this, she laughed, an uncharacteristic like action, but she didn’t care because the buzz from the nicotine was the only thing stopping her from lashing out at the man next to her. “And you know that I don’t give a fcuk about anything that hurts me.” Her eyes fixed pointedly to his, and she took another hit.
His face grew hard. “God damnit Leah!” Reaching over, he yanked the source of their conflict from her fingertips and threw it aside. “I’ve told you enough times than I can count that I’m sorry, but taking it out on yourself-”
“Jesus, all this over a cigarette?” Standing up, she brushed some of the grass off her backside, consciously aware that there was a pair of eyes following the trails her fingers made on her wet, glistening skin. “Besides,” She started with a smirk, shooting him a sultry look over her shoulder, much similar to the ones she gave him while in the privacy of his or her bedroom, long ago. “I’m not taking it out on myself, now am I?” She walked away then, leaving only her scent behind to tease him. And as he listened to the sound of bones cracking, followed by the faint, yet femme howl, Sam knew that she was right.
She was doing more damage to him, than her own body.
His size betrayed his stealth, especially when his large feet stepped on the wet grass. He wasn’t breathing quietly, so she knew he hadn’t meant to surprise her. No, it had been a long time since he would creep up behind her, goofy grin in place, and make her jump from her relaxed position on the same grassy hill they would run off to, only to be together and stare up at the stars. The same grassy hill, in fact, that she was currently sitting on.
She was naked, and the feel of cool earth on her bare body contributed to her calmness. She didn’t plan on having company, but she was certainly in no position to dismiss her visitor, when the spot was clearly equally important to him. Calmly, she took another drag.
“Hello, Sam.”
Wordlessly, the alpha male of their pack walked forward, stopping to stand in front of her. His eyes raked over her body shamelessly, and she didn’t mind this, because he had seen her exposed earlier that night, and even before, whenever they made love during their high school days. His gaze moved to the smoking object in her hand. “Leah, you know smoking will only hurt your body.” He’d said, choosing then to sit next to her, far enough away to be deemed polite, yet close enough to feel the heat radiating off her lithe body.
At this, she laughed, an uncharacteristic like action, but she didn’t care because the buzz from the nicotine was the only thing stopping her from lashing out at the man next to her. “And you know that I don’t give a fcuk about anything that hurts me.” Her eyes fixed pointedly to his, and she took another hit.
His face grew hard. “God damnit Leah!” Reaching over, he yanked the source of their conflict from her fingertips and threw it aside. “I’ve told you enough times than I can count that I’m sorry, but taking it out on yourself-”
“Jesus, all this over a cigarette?” Standing up, she brushed some of the grass off her backside, consciously aware that there was a pair of eyes following the trails her fingers made on her wet, glistening skin. “Besides,” She started with a smirk, shooting him a sultry look over her shoulder, much similar to the ones she gave him while in the privacy of his or her bedroom, long ago. “I’m not taking it out on myself, now am I?” She walked away then, leaving only her scent behind to tease him. And as he listened to the sound of bones cracking, followed by the faint, yet femme howl, Sam knew that she was right.
She was doing more damage to him, than her own body.