Post by annabelle loraine honeycutt on Oct 22, 2009 13:58:11 GMT -5
annabelle loraine honeycutt
twenty . vs angel [model] . outgoing
twenty . vs angel [model] . outgoing
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character name - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]annabelle loraine honeycutt .
character nicknames - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]belle, raine, honey, anna, loraine, bubbles .
character age - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]eighteen .
character personality - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]outgoing, short temper, bit of a whore, playful, jokes a lot, vs model, self harms, quiet, holds in a lot, fakes a smile, loves romantic stuff, unsure, slowly turning suicidal.
character history - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]of course, no one's life is perfect. but annabelle's life was pretty much perfect. her father was a photographer, her mother a chiropractor, so their family was rich. she was an only child and always got whatever she wanted. christmas and her birthday were the times she always got whatever she wanted. she was the popular girl everyone wanted to be and wanted to date, even some of the girls leaned toward her. no, she was not perfect. her short temper turned off a lot of men, and her being a bit of a whore really did not want anyone to try and commit to her. she was single but also taken, someone you would call a swinger. she always told herself she would never fall in love, and never become the one to settle down with a family and have to wear a dress suit in order to work. she refused to do such a thing. she was like a female casanova.
but you know what happens when that hot new guy comes in to town. he was kicked from his last home town, which was a total turn on for annabelle since she loved the bad boy type. they were constantly sleeping together, and eventually it led to a relationship. of course, more sex then mushy gushy talk. thats just how they both were. each other's perfect match. well, one day they got too carried away and forgot protection. immediatly annabelle tested and, yes, you guessed it - the beautiful girl was pregnant. she waited a month until finally coming out and telling the baby daddy that she was with child, and he was the creater of the new life inside of her. of course, he refused to be a father at such a young life.
did he ditch her? hell no. he beat her instead, beating her for weeks until finally the poor girl had a miscarriage. she blamed it all on herself, saing it was her fault she got pregnant since she had forgotten to tell him to use protection. she had forgotten to remind him. he moved away from new york city, and lived in las vegas for a long time. she pursued a career in modeling, and is now one of the most top paid models in the world. but want to know the sad thing? she harms herself. she cuts her wrists and attempts to over dose on pills, even though the miscarriage was about two years ago. she covers the cuts with make up - lots of it. she knows how to stop - she just chooses not to. she's turning toward suicide. this is not a perfect life. but there'll be a person that tries hard enough to make her stop - and she will. when she finds them.
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ooc name: saz.
pb being used: adriana lima.
years of experience: about 4 years.
membergroup: citizen
If you were to take one glance at Abigail, you would see a beautiful face with long, seeming to never end legs. Some people might think she was innocent like her smile, while others would think she was the devil in disguise. Those of you that think she is the devil in disguise, how about you switch over to innocence. Abigail was the farthest thing from a bitch or a whore, or at least the bitch part. She was nice to anyone and everyone, even if they did want to slit her throat sometimes because of her uppity attitude and giggling at the smallest things a guy could say. She was an incredible flirt too, though she never really pictured herself being one. Despite her constant flirting with older men and her constant giggling, she was an absolutely sweet girl. She would never do anything on purpose to physically, mentally or emotional harm someone; that would go against all she believed in and how her mother raised her. Despite the fact she was raised by nannies, she still had some class and some manners – even though she lied to everyone about being a virgin and how secretly she was pregnant. She had not meant for such a thing to happen; it was just a one night stand. Who knows how her friends would react if they found out. Abigail was the most innocent model of them all – if she ended up having a baby, people would have a whole new look on the Victoria’s Secret lingerie line and the angels that modeled them – this was not turning out to be a good start for winter.
There was one little problem Abigail had every time she talked to a guy – she fell for them. Whether it was because of his smooth personality, his charming smiling, his “bad boy” attitude, and his amazing eyes; there was not one thing Abigail could find on a guy that did not attract her to him. Unless they were homosexual or something of course – then her view of them would change completely to a best friend. But she was going through a terrible problem right now – she liked two guys. Now, one of them she had only met yesterday. And with that, remember what I said earlier – she falls fast for almost no reason at all. And so started Abigail’s problem all thanks to falling too fast for some people. She had fallen for two different men, both of which had the ability of being complete dicks and slept around quite a bit. One was famous, one was not. I will not be giving names out right now, since it normally tends to jinx some relationships and either it will end or it will never even start. But she had been talking to one of them last night – sometimes the conversation talking about a rather disturbing thing he would possibly do to her – but that did not matter to Abigail. She figured he was just trying to mess with her head and let it be willing, to try and get her to have sex with him since she down right refused to do so. He also talked about modeling with her and she secretly would like, but she refused that as well. She was just refusing him, wasn’t he?
They had talked about partying, so she figured she would meet him here tonight. She had taken a shower, shaved and washed her hair before she left. Of course she dried her hair, styling it just the way she wanted it. She applied a little bit of light brown eyeliner as well as some light pale pink lip gloss that seemed to match her lip tone. She sighed, applying some lotion that made her skin have a light fragrance of roses, which was Victoria Secret’s new lotion “heavenly kiss”. She pulled on a black tank top and an extremely mini jean skirt, sitting on her bed before pulling the black heels on after that. She stood in the full length body mirror for a second, adjusting certain things on her wardrobe she did not like before walking downstairs. She lived alone, which was rather good sometimes and other times it was rather scary. Miami was loaded with murders and robbers, so the thought that such a large house like this and Abigail herself was a target was extremely scary. But it was not the robbers she was worried about since they did not annoy her. Oh no, it was the damn paparazzi that waited outside of her house. They annoyed her so bad yet she was still nice to them. It was surprising how nice Abigail was to people who were complete asses.
As soon as she watched outside and shut the door, flashing lights blinded her and a million voices filled her delicate ears. But instead of cussing them out, she smiled gently and began walking toward her destination. What are you up to Abigail?, How is Larissa?, I heard her baby daddy is in town! Is it true?, Is it true you are set to star in an upcoming film? the questions filled her head non-stop. A couple people walked up, holding out pictures of her for her to sign. She smiled and stopped walking, taking the marker and signing each on individually and slowly. The question of Larissa’s baby daddy being in town blurted out once more and she smiled up at them. Actually, I have not spoken to Rissa recently. I am not sure about that one. As for the others, I have not been up to much. Just having a night out tonight is all; last time we talked Larissa was doing fine; and no, I am not set to star in an upcoming film. I do wish though! It would be amazing to work with some people. she said with a smiled, handing the person back their marker and began walking again. More questions blurted at her once more.
Out to see anyone special tonight Abbi? one of them asked, and Abigail let out a light laugh. Naw, I am just out to go have a good time. But don’t tell anyone! I would hate to be seen as a partier. she said, and they let out a few laughs before she turned in to the club and left the paparazzi at the door. She sighed, shaking her head. They were so damn annoying. She walked to the bar and she just shook her head no when the bartender asked if he could get her anything. She was not much of an alcohol drinker, and even if she was she would not drink right now. Why? She was pregnant, that was why. She did not plan on losing the baby any time soon, though she planned to do the one thing Larissa would never do – she planned to give the baby up. She knew she would be an unfit mother with her party habits, constant flirting, busy schedule and making out with different guys. That is not how a mother should act, so she was set to give it up. She was doing what as best for the baby – she just hoped it would pay off in the long run.
