Post by abby on Jul 2, 2009 10:02:55 GMT -5
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abagailblaircarelli
bonjour, my name is LE-LE. i've got FOURTEEN
tracks spinning on my record. i've got serious skill 'cause i've been roleplaying for 5 YEARS and i live in the EASTERN timezone.
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name , Abagail Blair Carelli
nicknames , Abby, Gail, Abby-C
age & date of birth , seventeen years old, June 22
gender , female
sexual orientation , heterosexual
played by , Blake Lively
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height , 5 ft. 5 in.
weight , 128
tattoos and piercings , ears, twice
distinguishing features , Where to begin? Abby really is a very beautiful girl. Her hair is the real thing that completely tops it. It is a lusciously long, blonde lock of beauty. The color shines like no other, especially in the sun. It falls all the way almost to her elbows, usually strait but you can sometimes see it curled. That is when she feels like doing it. Other than her hair, she has a really almost perfect body. It is thin, tall as well. She has long legs that are always great in dresses though she never wears them. When it comes to looks Abby has it lucky, to say the least.
physical flaws , Her hair gets greasy fast if she doesn‘t pay attention. So she has to make sure that she washes it thoroughly and brushes a lot to make sure it doesn‘t.
personal style , Abby dresses usually in some jeans and tank tops when she rides. She loves short shorts since they never get in her way and they are comfortable. She loves her boots, but just around everywhere else she will wear her flip-flops. She loves wearing funny t-shirts that make her laugh. Some are just absurd, and some are…just absurd. Her hair is usually down, but she will sometimes put it in a ponytail at the side. Though usually she is rather a tomboy, she can be a girly-girl when it comes to seeking boys. She will wear some cute girly stuff when she really wants to. Parties are a must for it.
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likes ,
• jumping
• boys
• babies
• puppies
• laughter
• smiles
• her hair
• big eyes
• her horse
• family and friends
dislikes ,
• war
• sleazy people
• cheaters
• people who steal boyfriends
• drugs
• pessimists
• being alone
• sadness
• guys who chase
• crying
strengths ,
• standing out, she doesn't really even have to try.
• trying her best
• never giving up
• being a good friend
• attracting boys
• making people laugh
weaknesses ,
• handling crying
• breaking up with a boyfriend
• holding a grudge
• being very patient
fears ,
• losing parents
• being alone
• never being really loved (not family)
overall personality ,
Stubborn / Determined; Abagail doesn't give up. Almost never she doesn't. She has a one-tracked mind, and one way or the other she is going to stay on it. No, she doesn't go around, she doesn't take another route. She is going to plow through, because she's the biggest train around and there is no going past her. She doesn't like to not try at all, and in almost anything she will go for it more than anything. There isn't much that will stop her, and she doesn't like to slow down. If she finishes one, she begins another. She goes non-stop. But that doesn't mean she can't ever slow down in another way. She likes to think things over, but it really just matters what it is about.
Flirtatious; Abby is horribly flirtatious. She will laugh and giggle with a guy. No, she isn't obnoxious or anything like that, no. She is someone who that if someone really likes her, and she wants to know two things; if she likes him, and what he does. It's rather entertaining, actuallly. She can be very firey and demanding, but flirting is something she does a lot too. You never really can predict what she does, really, but a warning isn't there either. When guys are around her though, usually, they want to get to know her in that way. And this is Abby's way to test to see if they are what she wants, in a rather strange way.
Joking; Gail loves to make people laugh. She loves to crack jokes and just make people smile when they are down. Who really knows why she always feels the need to comfort when someone is down, but people who know it beleive it is from her past. She's always the first one there. So when she does this, she tries to take you away from your worries and make you laugh. It's something that is nice about her, she doesn't push on your problems. If you want to talk about them, she is there to listen. Otherwise, she will take your time off of it and just try to make you laugh. In her world, it's the least she can do.
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hometown , Concord, California. USA
father , real; unknown adoptive; Johnathan Carelli, horse trainer and breeder
mother , real; deceased adoptive; stay-at-home mom, but sometimes has special needs kids' lessons
siblings , none.
pets , Harley, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, 1 and a half
history , Abby was born in California, just to her mom. She was all Abby had, she didn’t have any family, no one. So when her mom had her, all they had was each other. Her mother was a drug dealer. Just kidding-to an extent. She was a stripper, which makes it easy to know how she met her dad. Abby had never had the courage to ask did she even know him, or the chance, really. So she grew up with a single parent, who worked three jobs. It was hard on her mother, but she would do anything it took to be a good mom to Abby. For some reason, she knew that if she didn’t do something, she’d lose the only thing she really had.
When it was time for Abby to go to school, she could afford it and Abby enrolled in one of the cheapest schools out there. Hey, it was better than nothing. So she worked hard-a lot harder than anyone else. Meanwhile, well, her mom would be at her jobs. Of course Abby didn’t know-or understand for that matter-that she was hooked on Meth. By then, I was in Middle School, a sixth grader. So one day, when Abagail got home…Her mom wasn’t there to greet her. She was gone, no where to be found. Abby waited for the whole night up. She never came.
Finally Abby called the police, and they informed her that my mom was dead. Abby can’t explain how that felt. Or how she got through it. Gail wound up in a foster home, when she was only eleven or twelve. No one could ever know how scared she was. She was usually always alone, she kept to herself. Shew as surprised, honestly, when a couple who was only about twenty four in age came to talk to her and ended up adopting her. It had been the best time in her life. She let them change her last name, even. She was finally going to have a life.
It turned out that they were rich. They had owned their own stable and things that they were the best parents she'd ever had. So now, it has been five years since she had been adopted, and she is happy that she was so lucky. She could thank them every day. They were the ones who got her to ride, who taught her everything. It was great. Happiness filled her life. So now, she is a happy person with her good life and her happiness. She's a lucky girl.
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Saying a thanks for Jason when he very gentlemanly opened her door, she smiled at him. His laugh made her smile grow, and finally she looked at Anabel. She really was pretty, someone who could take a stab at your self esteem for anytime. But it didn’t really get Day. She was one of those people who accepted who she was-there wasn’t much you could do anyway, so why worry? Anabel’s face looked a little jealous, she saw when she looked at her. Why would she be jealous? But she didn’t have a reason to be. Day was the one who was jealous-she had Jason, and that was all she really wanted. She smiled at her before laughing at Jason when he said he’d be his own team, and she nodded. ”Fine. That doesn’t’ mean I’m going easy on you!” Sticking her tongue out at him, she looked a little like a little kid herself.
She giggled with Ana when her comment fell on her ears. “Yeah, I think he does.” Smiling, she listened to Ana. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not going to throw a basketball at you! Well, maybe if you don’t score one.” Nudging her with her elbow gently on the arm, she smiled. “Just kidding-and don’t worry. He won’t win. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve.” With a mischievous smirk in her direction, she hurled the basketball to Jason, making sure he saw before it hit his face. “OK, let’s play some ball!” Laughing at what Ana said, she nodded. “Can’t forget that, with this clumsy oaf around.” She ducked under Jason, knowing he’d take a swipe, letting a ‘Ah-ha!’ out and shooting for the basket at the three-pointer, making a shot with the backboard. “You better hurry up, Jason, if you don’t want to lose against girls.” She tossed the ball gently to Ana and went to the basket, “Pass!” she exclaimed. When she did, she smiled and scored. She went over to Ana and held up her hand for a high-five, smiling like a kid. “Let’s kick some Jason butt.” When she did, she aimed a kick for it, really only nudging it. Laughing, she gave him the ball and said, “Whatcha waiting for?”
It was fun, and she felt like she got along with Ana pretty well. They played three games, and Day and Ana won two of three. Though one was very close, they still won by a couple of points. She’d laughed and had a good time-it had been fun, getting to know Ana and all. She was pretty nice, really. She hated to admit it, yes, but it was true. Jason really loved her, she saw that, and it pained her heart to see it. But she was happy for him-she obviously loved him as well, with the way they acted with each other. Wiping some sweat from her brow, she huffed a sigh. “What do you guys say to getting washed up and going to eat? I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty starved.” She wanted to keep going-it was really fun.
Leaving them to decide a moment, she went to her car and got out three waters she’d packed. Coming back after a moment, she handed them the beverage and leaned against a post. Looking up at the clear blue sky, she turned to the west and saw a deer. She smiled, and siliently got to her car, getting her camera. She zoomed and snapped a picture, smiling. She loved it, there wasn’t anyone who couldn’t see it. While she was at it, she took a picture of a cat as well in a tree. As she did, she sort of lost herself in the landscape. It was very beautiful out, and she always took advantage of the opportunity when it came around.
Sighing, she wondered how she could love Jason still. Why couldn’t she just get over him, like she wanted to? It was true-she really did want to stop loving him. He was happy, and he should just be with Ana. She knew that, but her heart didn’t. It hurt that she had to love him without wanting to. It was hard enough seeing him not love her, and even worse to see him loving someone else. He’d never love her, and she had to face that. But she didn’t want to, at least her heart didn’t. Sitting down on a bench, she sighed and scanned her pictures. She had to stop. Soon, before she completely lost herself. It wouldn’t take long, either, she knew. It was how the story went, in permanent ink which couldn’t be ripped out or changed. She had to go along the book, though she wished she could put it down and start a new one. She couldn’t, so all she had to do now was turn the page. One day the book would be over, and she wouldn’t have any chance at all to redo anything, or try a new page. Might as well start now, she thought. If only I could.
THIS IS AROUND MY USUAL. I GO FROM 700 TO 1000 USUALLY.
She giggled with Ana when her comment fell on her ears. “Yeah, I think he does.” Smiling, she listened to Ana. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not going to throw a basketball at you! Well, maybe if you don’t score one.” Nudging her with her elbow gently on the arm, she smiled. “Just kidding-and don’t worry. He won’t win. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve.” With a mischievous smirk in her direction, she hurled the basketball to Jason, making sure he saw before it hit his face. “OK, let’s play some ball!” Laughing at what Ana said, she nodded. “Can’t forget that, with this clumsy oaf around.” She ducked under Jason, knowing he’d take a swipe, letting a ‘Ah-ha!’ out and shooting for the basket at the three-pointer, making a shot with the backboard. “You better hurry up, Jason, if you don’t want to lose against girls.” She tossed the ball gently to Ana and went to the basket, “Pass!” she exclaimed. When she did, she smiled and scored. She went over to Ana and held up her hand for a high-five, smiling like a kid. “Let’s kick some Jason butt.” When she did, she aimed a kick for it, really only nudging it. Laughing, she gave him the ball and said, “Whatcha waiting for?”
It was fun, and she felt like she got along with Ana pretty well. They played three games, and Day and Ana won two of three. Though one was very close, they still won by a couple of points. She’d laughed and had a good time-it had been fun, getting to know Ana and all. She was pretty nice, really. She hated to admit it, yes, but it was true. Jason really loved her, she saw that, and it pained her heart to see it. But she was happy for him-she obviously loved him as well, with the way they acted with each other. Wiping some sweat from her brow, she huffed a sigh. “What do you guys say to getting washed up and going to eat? I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty starved.” She wanted to keep going-it was really fun.
Leaving them to decide a moment, she went to her car and got out three waters she’d packed. Coming back after a moment, she handed them the beverage and leaned against a post. Looking up at the clear blue sky, she turned to the west and saw a deer. She smiled, and siliently got to her car, getting her camera. She zoomed and snapped a picture, smiling. She loved it, there wasn’t anyone who couldn’t see it. While she was at it, she took a picture of a cat as well in a tree. As she did, she sort of lost herself in the landscape. It was very beautiful out, and she always took advantage of the opportunity when it came around.
Sighing, she wondered how she could love Jason still. Why couldn’t she just get over him, like she wanted to? It was true-she really did want to stop loving him. He was happy, and he should just be with Ana. She knew that, but her heart didn’t. It hurt that she had to love him without wanting to. It was hard enough seeing him not love her, and even worse to see him loving someone else. He’d never love her, and she had to face that. But she didn’t want to, at least her heart didn’t. Sitting down on a bench, she sighed and scanned her pictures. She had to stop. Soon, before she completely lost herself. It wouldn’t take long, either, she knew. It was how the story went, in permanent ink which couldn’t be ripped out or changed. She had to go along the book, though she wished she could put it down and start a new one. She couldn’t, so all she had to do now was turn the page. One day the book would be over, and she wouldn’t have any chance at all to redo anything, or try a new page. Might as well start now, she thought. If only I could.
THIS IS AROUND MY USUAL. I GO FROM 700 TO 1000 USUALLY.
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