alyssa shiloh cohen

[alyssa shiloh cohen]

alyssa shiloh cohen
twenty-six . actress/producer . fiery

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character name - - -

alyssa shiloh cohen

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character nicknames - - -

ally, lyssa, but definatly prefers ally, hates lyssa.

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character age - - -

twenty six

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character personality - - -

attention-whore . partier . crazy . rebellios . fiery . spirited . stubborn . caring . fighter . kind . caring (sometimes) . fun . bubbly . dramatic . resentful .

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character history - - -

early one stormy morning, i was born, the third child of my parents. i wasn't alone, jaeda, my older sister, and lucas, my younger brother, are my triplets. and there's caleb, who a year older then all of us. so we made a family of six, living just outside of new york. so we grew up togther loike any normal kids, but we always had a playmate. i don't remember alot of my first few years, like most people. not even when my sister jaeda got diagnosed with leukemia. it went into remission eventually, but came bak when she was seven, and repeated when she was elevan. during this time, lucas and i went to school without her, as she was home-schooled. i always remember the teacher introducing us as twins, and me telling her we were triplets, which confused everyone. i loved school, maybe not the learning but i loved my friends and sports, i was really active. i played pretty much everything from athletics, soccar and rugby or football.

my parents always seemed to care about jaeda the most. of course when i was younger i didn't really understand why. even when i won awards for sport, they would be at the hospital and only give me a few half-hearted, distracted words. but between that and our fights, i guess me and jaeda never got on all that well. it got worse when we were fourteen. she needed a kidney donor. without any question, i was the one shoved in the surgery room. i guess it helped that i was a minor, they could just make me. it wasn't so much that i didn't want to help jaeda, but i didn't even get a chance to decide on that, i didn't matter enough to have an opinion. it was the most painful thing i've ever been through. i spent to long in hospital after, and nearly died, from a post-surgical infection. but there was no way i was dying for jaeda, and i didn't. but it's not such a good life when you have to keep visiting the doctor every so often and i was so pissed when i was told i couldn't play contact sports anymore. that narrowed it down.

she got better because of me, but was back in hospital a couple of years later, and had been in and out of highschool. by this stage my parents were pretending i didn't exist. i had become the black sheep i guess. i was a hardcore partier, did drugs and came home wasted, if i came home at all. i even disappeared for a few days or a week at a time, regularly. only my brothers cared, and sometimes either picked me up, dragged me home or hunted me down. yet still, not feeling the love from mum and dad. anyway, finally over it all, i ended up going to college at brown, to get away. despite my skipping school and everything, i was a smart kid and did well enough to get a scholarship into ivy league, not that my parents seemed to be paying attention, focused instead on jaeda as usual, who was sick again and at community college. my repuation followed me and i had a brilliant couple of years. i transferred to la to complete my degree in drama and film production. i wanted to be a film director or a producer, i hadn't worked it out. i didn't really get there either, cause one of our segments was acting, and i excelled at it and got catapaulted into being an actress. i still do production stuff on the side, but am loving it. i've practically estranged myself from my parenets, but almost a year ago came home to new york to start work as a character on a soap opera. not a huge movie star job, but its a great oppertunity on a popular show about the upper eastsiders. its only for part of the season. i'm not sure if i want to go into film yet, or continue with production, but i'm finally getting that attention.

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all about you - - -

ooc name: Cava/Cavalletti
pb being used: Olivia Wilde
years of experience: 3 or 4
membergroup: citizen

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& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

It was close to 8.00pm that Cassandra stepped out of the Biltmore Hotel, and headed down the pavement. Having planned to leave earlier, she was running late after loosing track of time wandering around the city and going to the beach. She'd been in Miami just over a day, her plane had arrived yesterday. Cassie already knew that directly outside the hotel she stayed in was the worst spot to get a taxi, it was always too busy. Regardless, she needed to clear her head and so she decided to walk further up the road. Dressed in black leggings, boots and a grey, embellished Sonia Rykiel designer silk tank top layered over a plain black one. Running her fingers through her long, golden locks which lay in soft waves naturally down her back.

Cassie's heart beat fluttered, she was somewhat nervous, afraid of what would become of tonight. She knew that Alexander worked as a bartender in Miami that was all. He was the reason she'd flown all this way, to see him for the first time in three years when they'd split. Sure, she'd wanted to call off the engagement, she was only seventeen at the time, but she had fallen for Alex all the same and didn't know if he felt remotely the same way. Despite that fear, she'd come to seek him out, and discovered the city had just two bars or clubs, Aerobar and Park West. Park West was closer, she she thought she'd go tonight. When she'd woken up that morning, she'd realized that in a huge city, she had little to no chance just stumbling across him or asking around and being successful. Going where he worked was her only chance. Cassandra doubted that she'd actually find him tonight, it could be his night off, he might not work at Park West, and he might not work as a bartender anymore. All the same, she needed a drink to calm her nerves so Park West Nightclub became her destination.

Flagging down a cab, it wasn't long before she was paying the fare and been dropped off just around the corner from the nightclub. Having recently turned twenty, she was able to enter the nightclub legally when the bouncers checked her proof of age card. Stepping into the loud, dark club, she smiled, she loved the atmosphere, and it screamed fun. Crossing the floor, she took a seat at a bar. Cassandra was about to order a drink before she’d move through the club and get a better look around, then maybe ask someone if they know him. A man probably not much older then her with dark hair stood beside her, and turned when Cass leaned against the bar. Not noticing the man, she was trying to catch the young brunette female bartender who was serving this section. She was the only staff in that small section off the bar, and was really busy serving. She caught Cassie’s ocean-blue gaze and gave her a nod to indicate that she’d be there soon. The dark-haired man beside her looked her up and down with a smile, and tilted his head.

Hey, can I buy you a drink? He asked her, smiling, Cassandra shook her head. No thanks, I’m looking for my friend. Her strong English accented voice replied. Rather then, as expected, ignoring her, when the bartender girl approached them moments later, he gave her a note and asked for two ‘Jack and Cokes.’ Cassie stared at him for a minute, turning away to get the bartender’s attention before he then slid one over to her when the glasses came. Umm, thanks. Cassandra replied slightly hesitantly, glad that she’d got a free drink at least. She sat on a nearby barstool and sipped the dark liquid. The stranger looked like he was about to speak to her when someone behind him tapped his shoulder, and he started a conversation with a friend. Cass twisted so she wasn’t facing him, and cast her gaze out across the room once quickly, before facing her drink and finishing it off fairly quickly, deep in thought.