Post by Shailene Elizabeth Devereux on Jan 8, 2009 21:22:08 GMT -5
SHAILENE ELIZABETH DEVEREUX
"I’ve gone crazy from the moment I met you."
The Basics:
Name: Shailene(Shay-leen) Elizabeth Devereux(Dev-er-oh).
Nickname: Haile(pronounced Haley), Liz, Izzi, Beth.
Gender: female
Age: Eighteen
Birthday: July 25th, 1990.
Grade: 11th.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
The Appearance:
Height: 5 foot 9.
Weight: 117.
Hair Color: A dark brownish-black.
Eye Color: Chocolate brown
Constants: She’s always got her cell phone with her, and always has bracelets on.
Overall Appearance: Shailene, like her sister Kyleigh, has a few tattoos. She has one on her left wrist that says ‘Fate.’ Shailene and her sister both have a tattoo along their lower back that says ‘And I’ll grow pale without you.’ Yes, they are lyrics from an AFI song. Then Shailene and Kyleigh have matching tattoos, Shailene's being her initials on the back of her neck along with three pink stars. Kyleigh has her initials on her arm along with two swallows on her hips. But enough about her sister. You want to hear about Shailene, correct? Shailene is always getting confused with her sister. They’ve both got the brown hair, natural highlights, and the same chocolate brown eyes. It gets rather annoying for the two of them, and one of them had to change. But.. They both did. They got tattoos – the only way they could think of that would keep people from getting the two confused. But you couldn’t always see the tattoos. So they needed something.. else.
That was when Shailene began changing herself. She dyed her from her natural brown with highlights, to her current brownish black. She also got a different haircut, as well. She now has side-swept bangs and layered hair, rather than no bangs and straight hair, which her sister has. She began wearing bracelets constantly.. And her style had become somewhat of a mix between preppy and punk. She doesn’t wear the chains and things, but she wears fishnets, skinny jeans, converse, arm warmers, things like that. They wouldn’t really be classified as full-on punk, hence the preppy-punk mix. She won’t wear overly preppy things, either. Like dressy clothes, lace, etc. No, she hates all of that. Basically, if you want to get an idea of her style, go into Buckle, Max Rave, Hot Topic, or Juicy Couture. There are other stores.. But those are the main ones.
Looks Like: Lisa Origliasso.
The Character:
Likes: Shailene likes quite a few things.. She’s into coffee and caffeine.. Also alcohol, which probably isn’t a good thing. Pandas and Koalas are another favorite of both her and her sister. And don’t forget horses. Though she knows close to nothing about them. Chocolate, Friends, Outdoors, Rain, Singing and Fashion are just a few other things she’s into. Oh, and Italian food. She loves it.
Dislikes: Shailene hates getting mixed up with her sister, and vice versa. Drugs are one of the other things she doesn’t like, though smoking? She’s okay with it, though she dislikes smoking unless it’s once in a while. Thunder, lightning, being away from home, dark chocolate, reading, and being in weather when it’s too hot, also when it’s too cold, are other things she dislikes. Not to mention surprises.
Strengths: Shailene has a lot of strengths, really. She’s an amazing singer, great at making friends, flirting, writing.. She can’t really point out strengths until she’s faced with them.
Weaknesses: Shailene has a few weaknesses she can point out. Chocolate, Caffeine, Boys, and Alcohol. Basically, those are her weaknesses. Put one of them in front of her.. Yeah.. It’s hard to explain, but you’ve hit a weak point in her. Uhmm.. Another weakness would be temptation.. She probably doesn't say 'thank you' as much as she should. And she tends to fall in love too easily.
Skills: Shailene is an amazing singer and writer.. Those have to be her two best skills..
Biggest Fear: Death, Abuse, Rape, or Rejection.
Habits: Shailene does have a habit of twirling her hair or tapping her fingernails to a hard surface. She also tends to cross her legs or fold her arms.
Unique Traits: Probably Shailene’s style.. No one has the exact same style as her.. She always adds something to it to make it unique. Also her accent. It’s a perfect blend of British and Australian.
Overall Personality: Overall, Shailene is a rather.. Unique person. It’s not a bad thing or anything. She’s just her own person. Not copies like many people strive to be. The plastics that mold their bodies to fit their surroundings. She’d rather wear converse with her dress at the prom than wear the high heels. Hell, she probably wouldn’t even wear a dress. Maybe a skirt or something. She wants to be unique. She wants to stand out. She doesn’t care if someone doesn’t like her, or whatever it is they say about her. Why should she? After all.. She was born to be an original. She doesn’t want to die a copy. That’s probably one of the reasons she changed herself. So she wasn’t a copy of her sister. Though her personality didn’t change. Well, it did. But not by much. She’s still caring. She’d rather have someone tell her what’s wrong than have them worry about her. She knows people have it worse. And she’d rather not get the pity people give her. Probably another reason she didn’t tell anyone about Adam. But enough about him.. No body likes someone who’s constantly trying to get attention. Telling everyone what’s wrong to get pity. It’s annoying, and rather pathetic. And Shailene doesn’t want to be pathetic. So she tries to be the optimistic one, despite her off days.
Yeah.. She gives a few fake smiles sometimes. But keep in mind they’re not always fake. Most of the time when she’s depressed, she’ll want to be alone, but still pretends to be happy. Others.. Well if you make her mad enough.. Yeah. She’ll get pissed. And you don’t want to see her angry. She doesn’t exactly have the best of tempers. Maybe it has something to do with Adam? But then again.. She’s always been this way. She tends to get mad from her OCD thing, too. Yeah, she’s got OCD. Like if she’s looking through pages of something, she has to end on an even number. Or if she adds something to one side of an object, she has to do the same to the other side. It’s kind of weird.. But that’s her. A strangely unique girl..
Lifestyle:
Hobbies: She loves to ride, hang out with friends and her sister, sing, and listen to music.
Routines: Her routine changes per day.. She wakes up and takes a shower, gets ready for her day.. And takes it from there.
Pet Peeves: She hates when people slurp their drinks or make the floor shake by tapping their feet repeatedly. Also, she hates when people constantly bug her or stands over her when she’s trying to do something.
Pets: A horse named Muffin. Her sister’s was named Cocoa.
Social Background: Shailene came from a rich family, yes.
Label: Emo, Punk, Alternative.. Whatever you call her, chances are, she’s been labeled it before. She doesn’t care, though. Why should she care what people think of her?
The Past:
Family: Kyleigh Olivia Devereux is her Identical twin sister. Her parents are Marie and Mitchel Devereux.
Life-Changing Experiences: She has a few.. Like when her father’s job switched. She ended up moving from Australia to England. Pretty far, huh? Her horse, Muffin.. He was a wonderful horse.. Except when she moved, she had to sell him. Her only boyfriend, Adam.. The abuse from him wasn’t so life-changing.. But her sister would say so.. Oh, and moving to America. Her life is so much better now.
Overall History: You’ve all wanted a twin at one point? Or maybe a brother or sister? Well.. Shailene got what she wanted. She’s exactly one minute younger than her sister, Kyleigh. They’re identical twins. And mirror twins. For example, Shailene is left-handed, and Kyleigh is right handed. Though.. Twins can get annoying. You’re always getting mixed up.. Getting called each others' name.. So they changed that. Shailene dyed her hair and got it cut.. She only had her hair three different colors; the normal brown, a lighter brown with highlights, and black. While her sister had a lot more.. Blonde, orange, brown, etc. Anyway.. She’d also changed her style, added a punk-mix to it. And that, of course, got people to be able to keep the two straight. Another thing that probably helped was when they got their tattoos. Behind their parents backs, of course. Though, when her parents found out, they didn’t really care. (Okay, they did. But it didn’t take them long to get used to it.) But backtracking a few years.. At the age of fourteen, Shailene and her sister received the gift they’d always wanted. A gift better than anything they’d gotten before. What was it, you ask? They both got a horse. Their parents were rich. They had a large house with a rather large backyard, which they had turned into a place to ride and keep the horses. (Many acres came in handy when you had horses.)
But Shailene didn’t know much about horses. So all she could really do was ride it, and take care of it. Never really learned how to show it or anything like that. But.. At 16, her father’s job switched locations. Instead of living in beautiful Australia, they moved to England, their Mother’s birthplace. They weren’t exactly excited.. But when they got there? They found it was equally beautiful. And hey, it wasn’t hot all the time. But.. Things changed. She met a boy. Adam. He had a bit of a temper.. And didn’t take it too well when she refused to have sex with him.. She was never raped, though. As a matter of fact, she’s still a virgin. But.. Adam just hit her. She never considered it abuse.. Though her sister did. And her sister was the only one who knew. She didn’t want it to ruin her life. A boy so perfect.. With a temper so.. Not. No. She wouldn’t let him ruin her life. Yeah.. She was rather stubborn. So, she stayed with him. Until, of course, she found the courage to break up with him. That was when her and her sister moved to America. They’d heard of the boarding school Chestnut Hill. Just think. School. Horses. Away from Adam? It was perfect. So basically, that was how she got here. But now, if she meets someone, she won’t tell them much about her past. She prefers to keep the whole Adam part to herself.
The Future:
Aspirations: Her current goal is to find love and learn more about horses. Because really.. She knows nothing.
Future Job: A Professional Singer, Writer, or Graphic Designer. Possibly show horses and such.
Classes: There’s quite a few... Anything animal related, music related, literature related, or art related. Because she hates math and history. Ooh, and Science classes.
10 years from now...: I see Shailene with a wonderful boy, possibly a child, and living a wonderful life.
Life Commitments: Raising a baby, marriage, caring for horses, keeping up a steady life, and keeping a good job.
Behind The Screen:
Your Name: Is it necessary?
Your Age: 14.
Your Contacts: MSN, or PM me.
Past Role Playing Example: Demetri left his apartment. God, he felt like shit. It had been a few weeks since he'd lost Dannie and Jakob. The only thing that would make it worse would be for Dannie to be dead, too. He'd been thinking about suicide all week, again. First it was because he'd broken up with her, regretted it, and attempted suicide. Now he'd lost another child, and Dannie was going out with Edward. How much more could he take? If he hadn't made such a big deal about her liking Edward.. If he hadn't broken up with her.. If he hadn't yelled at her.. He might still have her. It's his fault he lost her. His second fiancé. His second child. If he lost another one.. He'd lose it. He was already on the edge. One little thing could push him off..
Demetri began his way to the park. It was his safe haven. A place where he could think. Granted, Jakob had died around there.. Maybe that was why he wanted to go there. The park held so many memories. Meeting Dannie, confronting her father.. Finding out things about her.. Jakob dying.. So many things had happened here. Most of them bad.. But in a way, he was glad they happened. It gave his life some entertainment, despite the fact he was depressed as hell now. He just needed someone to talk to before he had a huge breakdown. Thing was.. He didn't know when he'd break down. It could be any time. Any day. It could even be in a few seconds. He sighed and veered off the park's path and went over to a tree, sitting down and leaning against it.
One leg was bent, the other lay straight, his arm resting across his stomach, the other on his knee. One look at him and you could tell Demetri was depressed. His face showed it.. The way his head hung ever so slightly.. It was beginning to get dark.. And yet he sat under a tree where even more shade was. Now, if that didn't make you seem upset.. He wasn't sure what did. He could put on an act. He could act happy. Like nothing was wrong. But it would all be fake. And you could probably tell that it was fake happiness as well. His eyes would reveal everything. He closed his eyes for a moment, refusing to let any tears come. He'd cried enough over this. He should have stayed home. He should have gotten drunk, high, and forgotten about this, if only for a night.
How nice it would be for Demetri to get drunk right now. But he had no alcohol. Oh, he'd have to buy some. Maybe he'd go to the club later. Alcohol was cheaper there if you got a tab. And he wasn't old enough to buy it from the store. At the club, no one asked your age. No one cared. Money was money. He did have his cigarettes though. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pack and his lighter. But did he want one? Maybe.. He froze, though, when he heard the faint thud of footsteps coming toward him. He held his cigarettes and lighter in his hand. He'd light the cigarette once whoever was here left. But.. it was Carrie. And she was over by him now, a hand on his shoulder, and she spoke.
Demetri shook his head softly and sighed. I'm fine. he said, though it was a lie. His voice was soft and full of sorrow. Something he didn't want Carrie to see. He doubted they'd date. Especially with the condition he was in. And their age difference. But she made an amazing friend. And he didn't want her to see him upset. Though, it didn't look like he'd be preventing it. He kept his gaze on his lighter, flicking the flame on and off a few times before exhaling and looking up at her. It's just.. Things have been happening lately.. And I'm tired of it all. he said, biting his lip and turning on the lighter again. He felt like burning something.. Grass maybe? No. The fire could get bigger than he could handle. Maybe he'd get some old papers and burn them. Ooh, a bonfire would be nice...
