Post by Alexandra Tucker on Jan 8, 2010 1:37:38 GMT -5
Alexandra Josephine Tucker
* Just called to say that it's good to be.ALIVE.In such a small world .
HEY THERE. THE NAME IS Arikay, AND I AM 16.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT a while & I'M A Intermediate AFTER ALL THIS TIME. MY OTHER CHARACTERS WOULD BE None as of Yet. OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. WANT PROOF?
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- - - - nicknames, Lexxy Alex Joejoe(only Arren)
- - - - gender, Female
- - - - age, 20
- - - - sexuality, Straight as a #2 Pencil
- - - - member group, Crew
- - - - (if band or crew)band, Containment
- - - - play by, Becky Lou Filip
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- - - - hair, Rusty Brown
- - - - built, Petite
- - - - height, 5'6
- - - - fashion sense, Hippi Sheek
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- - - - loathes, BLACKNESS.trucks.RUDENESS.bicycles.ZOMBIES.babbies.MOST PEOPLE.drinking.SHORTS.tennis.YO-YOS.crayons
- - - - strengths,
-Can write music by the truck load
-Knows how to speak English German and Spanish
-Can play the Bass when she feels like it
- - - - weaknesses,
-She not a "Hard-Ass" like mosta the people here
-She gets homesick a lottt
-Finding people to trust if hard for her
- - - - dreams, Ever since Alex was little she was always fascinated with the whole world of her brother's band. The way they strolled around school with their strong confidence and DGAF attitude about everything she always wondered if she could do that. Break out of her little shell and actually attempt to do something like that that would be such a different step out of her careful little life. So she picked up a Bass guitar a couple years ago and at this point she has it down pretty well...but if anyone will ever know this is still up in the air
- - - - fears,
Being an only girl in a three boy family made Alex her mom's little prize. It also made her a peice of raw clay in her mom's hands. Alex grew up never being able to be an individual, just always doing what mumsie dearest told her to do. It eventually grew into a thing where Alex became afraid to dissapoint ANYONE. She never does anything thinking that it might be out of lines. It's kind of like how after being in a car crash you can still do the little things but it leaves a major impact in your day to day life. That's how her mom effected her. So now she'll go an have fun, but it's uncomfortable and scary at times for her
- - - - overall personality, Sweetheart-You know how every once in a while you get to meet one of those genuinly nice people. The kind who pause what they`re doing to help you load stuff into the car, or assist the elderly across the street in an extremely cliche manner? Yeah well mayeb she`s never help grangran across the street but when it comes down to it, being nice is like second nature to Alexandra. She just doesn`t find it hard to take things a little slower in life and try to hep other people however she can, plus she does actually care about others unlike some people. So yeah making and keeping friends isn`t really a big deal for her when the nice people have this natural gravitational pull around them, plus she is one of the most faithful friends you'll ever have.
Withdrawn- Ever since the little incident at the party Alex is really a turtle in her shell kinda deal. She finds it extremely hard to look at most guys and not cringe backa little, just out of shock. If one brushed against her just walking she often times has to keep herself from running off as fast as she can. But what's worse is that since that day she finds talking, to anyone, really rather difficult. She finds she never has difficulty going back to her old self around her brother but it's with new people that she just can't pull herself together. So if she does talk to someone they are lucky because it rarely happens with new people anymore. Although one day she may get the past behind her and move on again. But for now she loves spending her time alone, whether on the beach or at the house it doesn't matter. The only company she really cares for now is Arren's
Dramatic-No this isn`t the kind of drama that spoiled rich little....somethings have. This is the dramatic that is funny. The kinda that can make anyone in a room cry from laughing. It`s been a talent of Alexandra`s since she was little. She would always act out stories for the family on the dinner table. Whether it was making fun of something or merely describing something frightening in a whole new way from her childish perspective, Alex would be doing it. After moving to California she got to meet with alot of other people just like that which only sharpened her skills at acting.
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- - - - family,
Mom:Claire-42-Lawyer
Dad:Brett-48-Hydro Geologist
Brother 1: Andrew- 22-In the Navy
Brother 2: Aiden-18-Went off to college in Georgia
Brother 3:Arren-18-Here with Alex
- - - - pets,
Catrina-German Shepherd-2
Kyra-German Shepherd-5
Lucas-Albino Ball Python-7
- - - - overall history,
Alex has never been a normal child....she's always turned out suprising the people around her. Her birth was one of these instnces.
You see The Tucker's were a tired family. Mom stayed at home most of the time, leaving behind her career for a while to raise three veryyy roudy sons. She had never imagined being here in her life, she had always imagined herslef with the perfect little family. Her, Brett, an one little girl and one boy, she was just one of those perfectionists who loved dreaming. But after bringing these three kids into the world she was tired and sad. Her perfect world had fallen away through her fingers. So she went in one day to the doctors, and came home knowing she would birth no more children, tubes being tied seemed to prevent this...at least that's what they said would happen at the doctors. But nine months later and again in the hospital and Claire couldn't help breaking down. And to say that the little girl was a surprise is a vast understatement of the word.
While growing up Alex was kind of treated like the crown jewel of the family by her mother. Her brother and her would go outside to play as children do and if Alex so much as tripped a little she'd come screeching out of the house about how she couldn't do this, or that she was no longer alowed to. It was a rather rediculous set up for the poor little girl. She would walk about the house always listening to her mother tell her how to do and not to do this and that. It was hardly the kind of life Alexandra would have ever wanted....but you can't pick who your parents are.
And then there was Alex's father, the exact opposite of her mother. Although he didn't herd them about like a little hen Brett was one of those sports men. He took pride in bragging of his boys to the guys at work or at the games he went to. He took them all up to the park everyday to play football or baseball seeing in his mind's eye them all growing up to be in the major leagues and playing across the states as big sport's idols. It was just a shame that poor little Arren never really got the hang of it. He was just the smaller of the three brothers and never really saw the point in going out to run anround being all stupid for hours and hours like his brothers did. Hence the reason he and Alex became such close friends.
Going into their first year of highschool together(Arren had been held back in kindergarden) was quite a shock for the siblings. All of a sudden Arren was being tugged towards the other rebellious kids he found so alike himself, while little Alex saw that the people circulationg from the Drama club seemed a lot like her...and how could she resist. Being couped up around the house like she was by her mother was not a good thing for Alexandra. She needed someway to shout to the world that there was a real her, that she wasn't the little prettied up thing that her mother had created. And that was just something she could do on the stage. But there was one such glitch on her smooth path along the way through school. It was at a party, her brother was there, but no one seemed to be around when she needed them most. You can probably guess what happens to little pretty girls alone at a party, they become targets for the real brutes.
After that eventful party Alex was damaged severely, she quit Drama her Junior year much to the surprise of every cast and crew member, she withdrew back into herself and became all but mute for an entire year. Her family began to worry, still having no idea about anything wrong, and even Arren was surprised. She had been fine one day and the next....nothing. So of course her mother was the worse in the family, her father coming in second shockingly. There was therapy for that long year and mental annalasys, but it didn't help that the girl refused to talk to any one. Well Arrem decided to do something about it. Alex was towed onto a bus one night by her brother. She was a limp doll in his arms as he tried to comfort her a little on the ride across the states.
Alex may have been a little shocked when she woke up to the sound of the ocean and looked out to see palms and Sea Gulls, but nothing would top where he led her next. She climbed onto the loaded boat in a sort of daze. There were bustling teens all around them. Piercing here, tattoos there, and all of them some how reminded her of Arren in a way. So she lung to his arm as the boat slowly pulled out of the docks to the cheering of the crowd around her. Then she got the chance and finally leaned up on her tiptoes to whisper into her ear "Where are we going?" She saw her brother smile the first true genuine smile she had seen him smile in a while and leaned back down to whisper into her ear "Away"
- - - - rp sample,"" Damn these covers are warm. Catt`s eyes resisted opening as the neon red lights of her alarm clock flashed angrily in her face. A stifled groan emerged from her lips as Catt scrunched up her face before flipping over from the glance at her clock. It seriously couldn`t be 10 in the morning could it? But yes it was. The light display shifted into 11:00 before the screeching began. Catt`s eyes shot open as the alarm clock began it`s morning ritual of screaming until she woke up. After four months of living on her own she still wasn`t use to the thing yet so as she sat there in the dark confines of her room she shakily ran her midnight blue nails quickly through her disheveled hair trying to calm down a little.
But she was already shaken. Catt`s eyes wandered to the ceiling as she sat up and pulled her legs up against her chest sitting there. Today was that day. Supposedly her birthday according the cops. Not that there was any family around to tell her if it was right. But that also meant that it was her twin`s birthday also right? Lark....now there was something. Catt sat there stiffly as images of her brother ran through her head. It had been almost a year now since they had split but that didn`t effect her memory at all. Him bright blond hair shimmering as they sat out my the pond throwing rocks across it. But those were just memories an right no Catt had to take care of some other stuff.
So still struggling to fully wake up she pulled the thin covers off her from before sliding her legs over the edge of the bed and standing up. For some people it was weird but Catt layed out her clothes every night for the next day for some reason. Layed out simply was a pair of black converse low riders, Her custom Black racings jacket, and her favorite blue skinny jeans. Catt had a thing for black apparently. Quickly changing in her room Catt bothered to brush through her hair for a little before moving out the door. On the way out Kira whined from the kitchen area where the pup lay in her bed with her head resting on her limp paws. Smiling Catt blew the puppy a kiss before saying I`ll be home later baby. It was comical how fast the little German Shepherd`s tail started wagging at her nickname. But Catt was already turned out the door and moving toward Ninja before she could see.
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A slight smile was firmly placed on Catt`s lips as she finally pulled Ninja back from the neck braking speeds she had been traveling through New York traffic at. Still hearing the angry honk of slow car drivers behind her it was no wonder that she was in high spirits. Being on a bike like Ninja only made her about the fastest thing during rush-hour on the small streets. But in any case she finally reached the Starbucks she had been aiming for. Loosening her grip from the throttle even more Catt listened as Ninja`s earsplitting racing roar slowly turned into a careful purr as she entered the parking lot. Pulling up beside a familiar red Shelby Catt had to laugh seeing the new dents and scratches on Eric`s car. As she killed her bike`s engine and dismounted kicking up the stand Catt just shook her head with a small giggle before pulling off her helmet and placing it on the bike.
Now she was going to go get her cup of coffee and relax a little for once in her life. Being a refugee was hard work and she deserved this. Walking in the door Catt`s sharp brown eyes took in everyone`s faces. a few riders here, a newb there. All in all it was the usual crowd that she raced with mixed in with the other New York commuters. Sighing and glancing around she caught sight of two boys about her age having a not so friendly conversation. Smirking to herself Catt was considering walking over to talk before the arms came around her. A slight high pitched scream emerged that soon became a giggle as the large arms picked her small frame off the ground and into a huge bear hug that would make moth people gasp for air in an attempt to break free.
But Eric`s hug was way too familiar. Still laughing as the big man set her back down Catt spun around playfully slapping his large arm. You`re so lucky I left my temper at home you know that? You remember last time you did that. Eric was a large man standing around 6`5 and weighing about 210ish. But you can`t help who family is. In any case Eric was the reason she was in New York after the LA incident. She basically had his parents as her own and that made them basically siblings although they had barely known each other for very long. But the large 21 years old was smiling down at her with his usually long hair now cropped into a buzz cut. Stupid army. But he wasn`t changed at all. Oi little miss. That kick was quite something last time. Growling at her slightly he raised his pant leg to reveal a beautifully bruised and slightly swollen kneecap. Bitting her lip Catt shrugged helplessly earning her a laugh from Eric
Slipping another glance at the two boys in the corner Catt sighed before Eric caught on. a large grin spread across his features as he glanced at the boys. Ahh so you have dates now? It took half a second for Catt`s fist to firmly make contact with the large man`s gut. Hey she may be small but her hits were better than most guys twice her size, like Eric. Normal human beings might have humphed, or crumpled over but not Eric. Laughing still to himself he calmly turned and walked away from where she stood half glowering, half smiling at him. Shaking her head as he disappeared from sight Catt sighed and simply turned to begin walking over to where the two were sitted, yep here she went.
She was only a couple feet away when she caught the young blonde`s question. "So... what do you do for fun around here? I've pretty much been cooped up in my apartment all year with schoolwork..." Academy rider? Hmm now that was interesting. It was rather different from her usual quiet routine whens she popped in a quick. Well considering this is a racing town races are usually what we do. Although I`m not sure the Academy would be happy bout their good kids messin round down in the muck with the street riders. God damn what was that? Had she seriously just said that as though she was pissed. Well of course she was but there was reason enough for that. Academy riders really didn`t mix with the Gangs too well. And Catt sure as hell was one of those.
But she had caught the other boy`s answer before she had spoken and glanced at him slightly. Yeah he looked enough like a racer. Maybe a rival Gang memeber or a neutral. Whatever thecase she decided that she might actually need to talk to these kids. So mobing over to grab a chair she moved it to face the two of them beofre sighing once again. Running her fingers through her bangs Catt glanced at them both and smiling slightly. Mind if I join in the this little conversation boys? Well their answers really didn`t matter but it would make her feel more comforatable if they both at least oked it. Fights weren`t usually her thing right before a big race which she indeed had. Glancing back an forth from the two Catt tryed to figure them both out.""[/ul][/ul]
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