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❝We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.❞

 -Maya Angelou

{Fυʟʟ Nαмε} Leah Oswald
First Name- "Weary" - LEE-uh
Last Name- ''Divine Ruler" - OZ-wald
{Gεпɔεя} Female
{Cαƨтε} 2

{Aɢε} 19
↳Date of Birth: April 19
↳Time of Birth: 2:37 AM
↳Birth Stone: Diamond
↳Birth Flower: Daisy
↳Zodiac: Aries

{Rεʟαтıσпƨнıρƨ}
↳Past Relationships: None
↳Relationship Status: She's competing for the prince
↳Crush: The prince
↳Looking Into a Relationship: One with the prince, yes




❝Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.❞

 -J.R.R. Tolkien

{Aρρεαяαпcε}



↳Hair color: Blonde on top, a light brown in some places
↳Eye color: Blue-green, depending on the lighting
↳Height: 5"8'
↳Weight: Unknown
↳Clothing style:(view spoiler)[


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❝A weed is but an unloved flower.❞

 -Ella Wheeler Wilcox

{Pεяƨσпαʟıтч}
Growing up as a daughter of a famous man had some major impacts on Leah's personality. She learned to spend time alone, as her father was never at home. She grew up being very humble because once people found out about her father, they could never stop talking about it. She's very loyal to her true friends as they were so hard to find. Most of her "friends" only were nice to her so that they could meet her father. The one trait that didn't come about as a result of her father was her natural inclination to work hard. That came from her mother.

{Lıκεƨ}
✓ Books
✓ Her mother and sisters
✓ Rainy days
{Dıƨʟıκεƨ}
✗ Her father
✗ Her fake friends
✗ Magazines

{Sтяεпɢтнƨ}
✓ Smart
✓ Hard-working
✓ Kind
{Wεακпεƨƨεƨ}
✗ Her father is famous
✗ Can't tell when someone is lying
✗ Very quiet


❝...and when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.❞

 - Ruskin Bond, Scenes from a Writer's Life

{Hıƨтσяч}
Harry Oswald, Leah's father, had a whole life story before his daughter got entered in the selection. He was a famous actor, having starred in dozens of award-winning films. He was rich, powerful, and loved by the masses. What else could he need? As it turns out, a wife.

Harry met Janet at a movie release. She was a major donor to the production studio and was there as a guest. Harry and Janet talked for quite a long while after the movie had been shown. They started dating, and got married 4 years later.

Some say that Harry's marriage had only been a publicity stunt. After all, he hadn't gotten a major role in any movies lately. His fans were starting to die down. Whether or not those rumors are true, he didn't truly love Janet. They were simply fond of one another.

Soon into Harry's marriage, Janet started to want children. Harry didn't protest, seeing as the family had such a large staff of maids, butlers, cooks, and nannies. If he really tried, he might not ever have to see the children. His one condition with choosing to have kids was that they had at least 2 boys. When those boys were born, no more children should come after.

Lucky for Janet, it took quite a while to get those 2 boys. The first born was Abigail, a lovely young girl. The next was Beatrice and Bridget, the first set of twins. 1 year later, Madison and Morgan were born. Finally, she had the first boy; Harry Jr. After that came triplet girls: Leah, Ella, and Anna. One more girl was born, Charlotte. At this point, Harry was a bit exasperated. So many girls and only one boy! He could hardly keep track of them. Sick of running into toddlers around the house, he agreed that one boy was enough.

Leah grew up with a huge family. Because her father was so rich and famous though, he was hardly ever around. Her mother was always busy with one of the other children. Leah learned to become solitary. She grew to dislike loud, noisy events. She dreamed of one day becoming a 3. This way, she could sell books and do what she wanted.

When Leah was 19, Ella, Anna, Charlotte, and herself all received letters to participate in the selection. Leah didn't particularly care for the prince, but entered anyways. On the night that the girls were announced, she was in her room, reading a novel. Suddenly, screams erupted downstairs. Leah walked down carefully, expecting the worst. Her mother and sisters looked at her joyfully. "You were picked!" cried out Abigail. That was the beginning of a whole new stage in her life.

{Fαмıʟч}
↳Mother: Janet Oswald
↳Father: Harry Oswald
↳Siblings: Abigail, Beatrice, Bridget, Madison, Morgan, Harry Jr., Ella, Anna, and Charlotte


❝I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.❞

 -Charles Chaplin

Leah Oswald is APPROVED and good luck

▸ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ғʟʏ, ᴍʏ friends...─ × × ×

( Paris Valour Midas - Selected 3

16 year old Paris was named after the widely known main city of France, and since her father was a geography and history teacher, it seemed only fitting for all their children to be named after famous cities all over the prehistoric time, before the war that is. She is the middle child of 7 children, so she knows how to take care of little ones and to be patient yet stern and forceful.

Paris is extremely smart. She learned from the best really, her mother and father taking on the roles of professors and teachers, and her older brother and sisters have taught her all they know about street smarts. She is clever and cunning when she really wants to be, but never will she be a trickster.

▸ I walked with you once upon dream

Paris is gentle. It is laced in her blood. She could never be harmful to others on purpose, and she would feel extremely bad if she did. Having this trait automatically subjects Paris to be walked all over, and she is sadly used to it. Paris could never hurt a person or animal animals being one of her most favorite things on this planet. She cares about living things too much, which is an unfortunate trait, for the battle between the rebels and the government leaves her torn in two.

Is it strange that her heart flutters at the thoughts of finding true love? Fame and fortune isn't all that great if you don't have someone to share it with. Is it weird that she entered on her own will? No one really forced her; it was all a matter of her choice, not her parent's. She's a strange one probably, but Paris Valour Midas loves strange.

▸ don't let go


Paris is the kind of girl you would underestimate. Short and cute, people would brush her aside as a dear little plaything. She has two fairly large dimples on rather sides of her rosy cheeks when she smiles and long wavy brown hair. her eyebrows are sharp and thick arched above her dark and thick eyelashes her lashes aren't vey long, but they are large in their own way. Her eyes are quite rare, for they shift color depending on how the light hits it. One moment they are lively green, the next they are an ominous brown. Whatever color they are, flecks of gold can be seen around the pupil.

She wears dresses on a daily bases, much to her disliking and keeps her hair as simple as possible. Paris is no two; she doesn't enjoy tight shoes and things of that nature. But she still is high in ranking, so I guess it must be done. She stands at a 5'5" stature, which is normal but short for a family of 5'9" giants.

▸ to what we have

She always dreamed of being a princess since she was younger. Her mother used to tell her "its not about fame, or fortune, or thing of that nature. It was about love." and Paris fell in love.

Not with the crown prince, no but with a humble seven farmer boy.

It was off limits apparently in the Midas household to marry anyone with a lower status then your own. But she didn't want to be a teacher, or a celebrity; she wanted to be his princess. Unfortunately it never lasted. Torn by her broken love she, without merely giving enough thought to it she entered the Selection. As beautiful and gentle as she was; it was a certainty that she would be a contestant.

So here she is. Now. A contestant.


[ relations › she's not coming back

▸ mother - ᴘʀᴏsᴘᴇʀɪɴᴀ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ father - ᴄᴀʀᴅɪɴᴀʟ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ twin sister - ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ brother - ʀᴏᴍᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ sister - ғʟᴏʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ sister - ᴀᴛʜᴇɴs ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ sister - sᴀɴᴛᴀ ғᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ brother - ᴠᴇɴɪᴄᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴀs
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▸ lover - ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ
● ● ○ ○ ○ - to be decided

Paris Valour Midas is APPROVED.

Name: Arietta Calypso d'Audriue
Meaning of Name:
The name Arietta is an English baby name. In English the meaning of the name Arietta is: Melody.

SoulUrge Number: 7
People with this name have a deep inner need for quiet, and a desire to understand and analyze the world they live in, and to learn the deeper truths.

Expression Number: 11
People with this name tend to be idealistic, highly immaginative, intuitive, and spiritual. They seek after spiritual truth and often find it. They tend to be visionary and may inspire others. If they fail to develop their potential, they may become dreamers, or misuse power.

Nickname: Aria, Etta




Age: 18
Caste: Five
Province: Baffin
Occupation: Dancer
Affiliation: Illea


Appearance: (photo and/or description)




Description:
Arietta looks very much as her mother did in her younger years, with smooth, pale skin and large, wide eyes. Her eyes are a sparkly, sea foam blue, and said to be her best feature, although she does not believe any of her features are particularly endearing. Her hair is a lovely, deep red, but on occasion she has been know to dye it a pale blonde, and it falls in lazy waves to just below her shoulders. She is very slim, with soft muscles. She has been told, much to her annoyance, several times from her younger brother's friends that she has a 'dancer booty.' She understands this is a compliment, although rather vulgar one.


Personality:
Arietta had always been taught to keep her feeling to herself.So this is exactly what she does. She bottles up all her emotions and bites back her smart remarks.
Her mother has been very emotionally abusive to her entire life, pressuring her to be a good a dancer as she once was. Because of this, she is always very precise and meticulous in her work, especially when it comes to dancing.
But Arietta has her fiery side as well. While she rarely speaks her comments, she often writes them down in a journal, and good Lord, is she witty. If she is ever seen with a wry little smile on her lips, it means she is thinking of something clever.

History:


Youth:
Arietta grew up with both of her parents. She was a daddy's girl, through and through, for her father always focused on his daughter's happiness. Her mother, on the other hand, was very controlling. She saw to it that her daughter was formally trained, as she was, in the art of dance, and in piano. Her mother had been a dancer, professionally, before she became pregnant with Arietta. Because of the birth, she was no longer in shape to dance, so she decided to live out her dream vicariously through her daughter's life.
Arietta began dancing before she could even walk properly. It was a very laborious process, and she wanted to quit. But her mother, of course, had other plans. The training increased. Arietta quickly drew an affinity for ballet, the only place she could let her emotions out. Her father was her other outlet for emotions. But all was unwell...
Her father came down with a fatal bone marrow disease. It wasn't genetic. It had nothing to do with his line of work, which was a manager for the famous, it just appeared one day, and then he was gone. Dead. His bones too brittle to hold his body together anymore.
This destroyed Arietta, who was the tender age of 10 years old. Her mother was also upset, terribly so, but she took it out on her daughter. Her son, who was three years younger, she babied, for he looked ever so much like her late husband. Arietta, on the other hand, was punished. She was always "too fat," "too lazy," too this, too that. There was no end to the words that came out her mother's mouth. And with every year which passed, as her status among dancers grew, her love for herself faltered.


The Fall:


Arietta's beautiful dancing became her key to fame. She began performing solo acts at the age of 12, working with dance companies and starring in shows. She loved to dance. She loved simply to get out of the house. It felt like she actually meant something, up there on that stage, with the spotlight on her. And when people would rise and clap for her at the end of her performance, she felt something warm in her heart.
But it seems Arietta's fate was turned ill. In one of her performances, an intricate act had to be performed. A leap, where she would jump from a high platform into the arms of another member below. They had practiced this move several times before the show was to open, and Arietta trusted her team more than any others.
So she performed. And upon that platform, the 14 year old girl slipped. And instead of leaping, she fell, fell short of her team and no one was there to catch her. She was injured, one ankle twisted terribly, her wrists both sprained, but her pride was the thing which was most injured.
She was rushed off stage, the entire tour canceled. And in the hospital, when her body was being examined, she could see her mother outside the room, studying her daughter as if she were a science experiment. Arietta lost her drive to dance.

The Rise:
For two years, Arietta refused to dance, refused to even entire a studio. Her mother, of course, told everyone she was simply in therapy, training to return to the spotlight.
It was when she was 16, she finally had enough. She had gotten through the sitting, the waiting, the hope that something out there would make her feel whole again.
So she returned to dance, with more passion that she had ever had for the art. She leaped from job to job, holding a slew of roles in the shortest time span she could manage. She began a hot commodity, one of the most recognized dancers there was, especially for her age. But the fame had no affect on the red-head, all she cared about was getting to dance.

Selected:
Arietta did not fill out her own Selection form. She never had the drive or the will to be a part of the Selection, all she wished for was to keep perusing her love of dance. So when an envelope came in the mail saying she had been selected, you could say she was surprised.
And that would be an understatement.
While her mother denied having anything to do with the process, Arietta's suspicions immediately lied in her. Her mother told her that, perhaps, the royal family had seen her dance, perhaps they had selected her of their own accord, due to her beauty and grace. At this, Arietta simply rolled her eyes. But, the idea of perhaps being able to dance for the royals while she was going through this process...that excited her.


Family:

Father:
Edward Laurence d'Audrieu
Age: 47(deceased).
Appearance:


Mother:
AnnaLisa Ebony d'Audrieu
Age: 40
Appearance:



Likes:
+Rain Storms
+Dancing
+Kittens
+Running
+Writing down her thoughts
+Forests


Dislikes:
-Her mother
-Memories of her father
-People speaking down to her

Relationship History:
Arietta has never loved another, although she has had inklings of a crush. Whatever feelings she may have had, her mother squashed them. She's hoping to find love of some sort during the Selection,

Other:

▸ ᴅᴏɴ·ᴛ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ me...─ × × ×

( Lindsey Alicia Deseriee - Selected 2

18 year old Lindsey Alicia Deseriee was named after a famous actress back before the war, and since she was a two it only seemed fitting for their star daughter to have a star name. Her last name holds much value, since the Deseriees are widely known for being in the circles of the rich and famous. They are rich, not just rich, extremely rich. Her mother is an infamous actress who was previously a model for one of the most widely known magazines in the country. Her father is a star athlete turned director. Their whole life is a story of fame and fortune. But Lindsey is different.

She is a rare two, someone who breaks the mold of a haughty spoiled rich brat. Of course she is grateful for what she has, but often doesn't use her influential power for the wrong reasons. She is sweet and gentle which is extremely unusual because her mother and father don't have a kind bone their body. Lindsey has a pretty good sense of humour and isn't afraid to stand down for something she truly believes in.

▸ please, don't fly away

Lindsey is smart as well. She knows how to shuffle her way around a situation and how to lie with no indication whether she is lying through 3 hard years in acting school, curtsy of her mother. She keeps her head held high, and does not let anything get to her, unless it is an act of betrayal, which is something that can truly hurt her.

Lindsey falls in love easily. It is a pretty hard trait to control. She has had her heart broken more times then she can count. Her cheeks turn pink when she is around someone she has a crush on and she becomes extremely nervous in front of them often and stumbles over her words a lot.


▸ keep on runnin'


Lindsey is a sharp beauty. Her jawbones are high and precise and her nose is thin and pointed. You could tell appearance wise, she is a force to be reckoned with. She stands at 5'6, a below average model height, which is her current occupation with an average weight and maintains a shy from perfect fashion sense. Her eyes are a cat-like blue, light and accusing although her gaze is usually a soft and gentle one. Her lips are a natural pink, and her teeth are perfectly straight and gleaming white.

Her hair is a golden hue and usually flows down her back a few inches past her shoulders. Lindsey enjoys girly dresses and such, but despises high heels for they are certainly one of the most uncomfortable shoes in all of human history.


▸ back towards me

The birth of Lindsey was a very public affair, more popular than the wedding between her parents. She was hailed as the 'next great star' in many different magazines. And the Deseriee family ate it all up. Her mother and father's heads were already inflated to maximum capacity, well it seemed at least; but with all the attention caused by Lindsey, they took it upon themselves to show her in the public eye as much as possible. Her first birthday was televised and every aspect of her life was not far away from the lenses of the press.

After her 9th birthday, her mother forced her into pageants, so she could let everyone bask in her daughter's glory. But sometimes it was all about her mother, never about what Lindsey wanted to do. She Lindsey quint pageantry at the ripe age of 14 and refused to do anything her mother suggested.

Her joining the Selection was all based on teenage rebelliousness. Her mother wanted Lindsey to marry the son of a billionaire; someone she didn't love, she entered the Selection in hopes of getting away from home. When she received the letter, she was the only one who was overjoyed.

[ relations › she loves to try

▸ mother - ɢᴇᴏʀɢɪᴇ ᴅᴇsᴇʀɪᴇᴇ
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▸ father - ᴄᴀsʜ ᴅᴇsᴇʀɪᴇᴇ
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Arietta Calypso d'Audriue is APPROVED and good luck
I love Emma Stone, she's an amazing actress.

Lindsey Alicia Deseriee is APPROVED and Good luck

♔Tԋҽ Qυҽҽɳ♔ wrote: "Arietta Calypso d'Audriue is APPROVED and good luck
I love Emma Stone, she's an amazing actress."

ikr I wish I could meet her

Denver {The Ice Queen} wrote: "♔Tԋҽ Qυҽҽɳ♔ wrote: "Arietta Calypso d'Audriue is APPROVED and good luck
I love Emma Stone, she's an amazing actress."

ikr I wish I could meet her"

And she's so pretty ^^ If I was gay, she would be my fantasy lol

Name
First Name: Mildred
Middle Name: Marie
Last Name: Skartfunk.
Goes by: Dread.
Age: 16.
Caste: 2.

Appearance

Hair: Long, choppy and black.
Eyes: A murky green. Her eyes are tiny.
Height: 5ft 2 inches.
Weight: 170 lb.
Markings: A lumpy hand-shaped birthmark on the front of her neck.
Hairstyle: She doesn't do anything with her hair besides brush it.
Usually Wears: She usually wears a purple sleeveless gown.
Complexion: Pale.

History
Dread was born into a rich family with a lot of siblings. Despite the big mansion she lived in, Dread always felt crowded. She always had a desire to be married to a prince. She decided that she was absolutely going to win this competition and marry this prince. She made her parents buy her lots of fancy garments before she left. Her sisters also always wanted to marry princes, and one of Dread's sisters may join the competition. Her parents are gown designers, they own a shop that custom makes beautiful dresses.

Personality
Dread is a spoiled brat. She is used to being rich and having her way. She tends to yell and scream at people if she wants something. She doesn't have a sympathetic bone in her body. Dread only wants to be married to a prince so that she can live in a palace and be wealthy and boss people around. She hates any pretty girls and thinks that the prince will love her immediately.

Family
Mother-Annamaria Skartfunk-Alive-50.
Father-Jonathan Skartfunk-Alive-51.
Younger Sister- Tootaloo Skartfunk-Alive-14.
Older-Sister- Ammy Skartfunk-Alive-22.
Younger Sister-Darlis Skartfunk-Alive-12.
Younger Brother-Tomas Skartfunk-Alive-13.
Older Brother- Martew Skartfunk-Alive-21.
Younger Brother- Crifew Skatfunk-Alive- 15.

Relationship Status
Crush: The prince, duh.
Sexuality: Straight.

Other
What she wants more then anything else: To be married to a prince.
Occupation: Sometimes she designs dresses.
Strengths: She is good at designing things.
Weaknesses: She is too used to having her way.

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█ Nᴀᴍᴇ : Gemma Briony Rowe

◤ Gemma
▹ Pronunciation: JEM-mah (Italian), JEM-ə (English)
▹Meaning & History
Medieval Italian nickname meaning "gem, precious stone". It was borne by the wife of the 13th-century Italian poet Dante Alighieri.

◤ Briony
▹ Pronunciation: BRIE-ən-ee
▹ Meaning & History
From the name of a type of Eurasian vine, formerly used as medicine. It ultimately derives from Greek βρυω (bryo) "to swell".

◤ Rowe
▹ Pronunciation: row
▹ Meaning & History
Topographic name for someone who lived by a hedgerow or in a row of houses built next to one another, from Middle English row (northern Middle English raw, from Old English raw).from the medieval personal name Row, a variant of Rou(l) (see Rollo, Rolf) or a short form of Rowland.English name adopted by bearers of French Baillargeon.

▒ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ/Aʟɪᴀs : ᴜɴᴀᴠᴀʟɪʙʟᴇ

█ Aɢᴇ : Eighteen ⇝ 18
▒ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ : December 31st [thirty-first] ⇝ One AM
▒ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ : Clermont, Illéa

█ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ : Feminine ⇝ Female
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Derived from the chromosome
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▒ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ : Heterosexual
attraction to the opposite sex.
▒ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs : Currently enrolled in the Selection

█ Cᴀsᴛᴇ : Two [2]
▒ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Currently unemployed



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█ Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ :


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▒ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ : Rosie Huntington Whiteley
▒ Hᴀɪʀ : blonde
▒ Eʏᴇs : blue
▒ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ : five-foot-eight [5'8"]
▒ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ : one-hundred, thirty pounds [130 lbs.]
▒ Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs : ᴜɴᴀᴠᴀʟɪʙʟᴇ



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█ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ :
How do you thoroughly explain the enigmatic Gemma Rowe? How do you cage a willow-wisp in a bottle? The answer to both questions: you simply can't. Gemma has often been described as a harsh summer breeze: cold, unexpected, and not always welcome. Nevertheless, the girl possesses an exuberant amount of charm and kindness. She can be witty and humorous when feeling up to it. She can be cold and caged off when needed. The latter occurs more often than anything. However, the one word that perhaps sums up Gemma better than any other is manipulative. Her ambitions are great, the things she'll do to achieve her goals are greater.

Gemma's a mystery all in her own. One minute she's Miss Jekyll, dotting her i's and crossing her t's, all in proper etiquette and manner. The next, she's morphed into Jacqueline Hyde raging and roaring and tearing down anything that's in her way. Some may say she's bipolar, but that's untrue. Gemma, in truth, knows perfectly well who she is. She just feels the need to switch things up every now and then.

According to the information provided above, most would perceive Miss Rowe as a cruel, heartless girl. Charming and quite fascinating, but heartless nevertheless. This could be no farther from the truth. As said before, Gemma can be cruel when she wants to be. This does not mean she is necessarily a sour person all the time. In fact, if you somehow reach Gemma's heart-- believe me, she has one-- you'll find she's kind, endearing, and fiercely loyal. However, her kindness only comes with trust, something you must earn.

Gemma's trust is not to be taken advantage of. If you do so, she will make sure to see it that you meet your end-- slowly and painfully.

If by chance, you earn Gemma's trust, you'll find she's a whole different person inside. Funny, smart, gentle-- an ally any individual would be privileged to be the acquaintance of. She's very protective of those she's close to and will easily become the type of friend you'll rely on.

It may not present itself at first-- as like most her positive attributes-- but Gemma is very intelligent. She's the type of girl who can talk about any subject under the sun. Politics, celebrities, world events, gossip; she has something to say about everything. Gemma can also think very well on her feet. Her ability to solve problems under pressure is quite impressive.

Gemma values self confidence above most other attributes. She believes it's only healthy one view and subsequently present themself as only the best. As a result of her upbringing and arrogant perspective, Gemma is often seen as overly cocky and perhaps a bit prude. Both qualities are true, but not to the extent many believe them to be.

As a last note to remember-- and heed warning, one must remember this-- no matter how kind, how selfless, how sickly sweet Gemma may act, it's of the upmost importance to never forget that above all, Gemma plays for only one team: her own. Her recent acceptance into the Selection has thrown previous standards and boundaries out the window. Even if Gemma seems to be your friend, or ally, and even if it seems you've earned her absolute trust, at the end of the day: The Selection is a competition and Gemma came to win.

▒ Lɪᴋᴇs :
⇧fashion-- as she believes any girl should
⇧superiority
⇧handsome suitors
⇧parties
⇧children

▒ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs :
⇩her father (or so she believes)
⇩inferiority
⇩being embarrassed
⇩insects
⇩the color brown

▒ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ :
▶ Gemma is an individual who is especially talented in the art of being charismatic. When the need to tell someone exactly what they want to hear arises, Gemma never fails to do her job.

▒ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs :
▶ Gemma's fiery temper is perhaps her worst attribute. When riled up, she's truly unable to hold her tongue, or her anger and will lash out at whomever provoked her, regardless of the consequences.

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As told in chronological flashbacks:


Birth
Adair's screams ring throughout the empty halls of the large manor. "Push, mistress, come on, ya've got it." the portly head maid encourages, her face red with heat. Adair lets out a final, anguished cry before falling back onto her pillow in exhaustion. The maids all gather around the newborn, their eyes twinkling with excitement. "Mistress, it's a girl. Prettiest lass I ever did see." the head maid gushes, holding the baby with nothing but complete and utter devotion. Adair's breaths are shallow and ragged but she manages a smile that lights up her tired face. "S'too bad the mister couldn't make it." the youngest maid inadvertently blurts. The head maid shoots her inferior a scathing glare and mimes at her to hush but it's too late. Adair's face crumples, her previous smile now merely a ghost. Thinking on her feet, the maid works to clean the babe up before handing her to her mother. "She needs a name, mistress; a name fit for a princess'll do." she says gently, placing a loving hand on the new mother's shoulder. Adair's weak smile returns as she stares adoringly at the face of her daughter. "She's a gem, miss." a younger maid says from the doorway. The other maids nod. They all agree that the baby is the most cherubic one any of them have ever seen. Adair looks up at the maid in the doorway and smiles. "Gemma. Her name will be Gemma." she says in almost a whisper, her eyelids fluttering as she begins to drift off. The head maid smiles to herself and takes Gemma from her mother's arms. The sleeping baby stirs slightly but continues her slumber. The candle's flicker is the only light in the cozy room where Adair is currently nursed. After tucking the youngling into a cradle by her mother's bed, the head maid ushers out the others and silently blows out the candle, hoping every night is as peaceful and blessed as this.

Childhood
Young Gemma sits facing the large window at the front of the manor, her tiny legs dangling below her. She's been waiting for this moment for months now. Adair sits in the uncomfortable love seat to Gemma's right, her hands twiddling nervously. She longs to share in her daughter's naive innocence but the sensible part of her can only muster dread. Finally, the carriage pulls up the long and winding driveway and stopped in front of the large double doors of the Rowe mansion. The head butler and maid stand parallel to eachother and adjacent to the doors. After minutes, the doors swing open and the master of the house walks in, shouting orders at the brigade of assistants trailing behind him and loosening his bow-tie simultaneously. Adair leaps from her seat and immediately rushes to her husband's side. "Dear," she begins breathlessly, her hand reaching to his. Augustine merely continues on, apparently unaware of his wife or daughter. He climbs the grand staircase to the second floor and moments later, the house echoes with the sound of his office door closing. His assistants rush off to fulfill his tasks while the maids and butlers scurry to resume their duties. Adair stands in the middle of the grand corridor, shell shocked in place, her hand still outstretched. Gemma walks up to her mother, confused as to why there are tears in her eyes. "Mommy, why are you crying?" she asks innocently, clasping her mother's hands in her own tiny ones. Adair glances at her daughter before falling to her knees and grabbing Gemma in a hug. "I'm crying because I love you so much, Gemma." she whispers, tears falling freely down her cheeks. Gemma hugs her mother back and pats her back comfortingly. "Don't worry, mommy. I love you too, so you don't have to cry." Adair pulls back from the hug and stares into her daughter stormy blue eyes. Gemma is so young yet so wise already. "I love you Gemma dear, never forget that." she says, wiping her tears. Gemma smiles her toothy grin. Her two front teeth are missing. "Smile, mommy, smile!" she commands in her childish, innocent manner. Adair forces a big grin onto her face, even as she resumes sobbing, her shoulders shaking with the effort. The two stand there-- mother crying on her knees and daughter watching her-- for hours.

Adolescence
Eight-year old Gemma stands at her mother's bedside as she witnesses the birth of her sibling. Once again, Adair's screams echo throughout the halls and once again, she's finished exhausted and slumps against her pillow. The head maid smiles, this being her second birth, and deftly cleans the baby. "It's a boy, mistress." she announces, handing the babe to Adair. Although not a word is said, Adair's relief is obvious. For the past several years, there had been increasingly violent arguments between Augustine and Adair. He wanted a son, and he wanted one immediately. The last argument before Augustine left had resulted in a fit of screaming and cursing and Adair returning with ice over her eye. That night, Adair had snuck into Gemma's room and cried herself to sleep whilst hugging her daughter. Ten months later, she found herself on the birth-bed, her husband absent once again. The head maid hands the baby boy to his mother before quickly exiting to the hallway to discuss with the doctor who had watched the birth with increasing worry in his eyes. "Mommy, let me hold him, please." Gemma begs, clinging to her mother's arm. Adair hesitates for a moment before seeing her daughter's pleading eyes and hands the baby to her. A maid quickly and quietly slips behind Gemma, ready to be there in case anything happens. Gemma holds the boy, adoringly staring into his blinking blue eyes and cooing incoherent baby talk at him. Soon her tiny arms give out and she is forced to hand him off to the nearby maid who quickly whisks him off for a feeding. The doctor then enters, followed by the head maid who's forehead is creased with worry. "Mistress, the doctor must talk to you." the head maid says. Adair looks up from her interrupted chat with her daughter, her mouth still turned up in a smile. The smile quickly fades however, when she spots the duo's expressions. "Gemma, sweet, go help Adelaine feed the babe." Adair instructs, planting a quick kiss on her daughter's forehead. Gemma frowns but knows better than to argue and scurries off. However, after leaving the room, she crouches behind the door and listens in. The doctor informs Adair that the boy will be her last child as her body is too frail to endure any more child labor. Adair breaks into a sob and there's the soft murmuring of the head maid's comforting words. The boy is named Marcel, after his grandfather and he will be the only heir to the Rowe fortune.

Pubescent Years
"Please, please, Miss Gemma, I'd do anything to escort you to Alessio Mercutio's ball." Evander Cullen pleads, clasping Gemma's hand while on his knees. Gemma smiles serenely, her face the image of heavenly. "I'm sorry, Evander, but Ambrose Humphrey has already asked me to Alessio's ball." she sighs, putting on her most sympathetic face. Evander's face falls and he's obviously heartbroken. "Then let me escort you to Jelissa Geoffrey's party next week." He tries again. Gemma shakes her head. "Florian Devon has already asked me." she replies, sending him a sweet but sad smile. Evander refuses to give up. "Jolyon Crest's ball next month?" he scrambles for dates. Gemma sighs again. "No, I've already agreed to go with Xander St John." she pities Evander. It's obvious that with every answer he becomes more and more crestfallen. "Well, when are you free?" He asks, fully determined to get his date. Gemma thinks for a moment. "I don't have a date for Amberly Voustenn's ball next year." She finally responds. Evander's face lights up. "Then I shall see you then." He says triumphantly, standing up with a flourish and kissing Gemma's hand. Gemma smiles pleasantly before sauntering off to her group of friends, all of whom witnessed the exchange. "Oh, I see you've got Evander Cullen on your arm. He's a darling." Cordelia Contraire teases, her voice laced with just a smidge of jealously. Gemma laughs and her friends join in, although no one really knows what's so funny.

Six months ago
"I'm running for representative of Clermont again." Augustine announces at the dinner table. It is one of the rare family dinners the Rowes' have where Augustine is actually present. Adair drops her fork in shock and it clatters against her plate. The whole dining room silences and the air becomes thick. "Augustine, I thought we agreed this would be your last term." Adair says, her hands clutching the table linen tightly. Augustine calmly sips on his red wine before answering. "Well, I've changed my mind. After I win this election, I'll go on to represent all of East Illéa." Adair's mouth drops open. "We agreed you'd stay for the family." She gasps. "WE AGREED TO NOTHING." Augustine suddenly thunders, slamming his fist on the table. The plates and silverware shake violently and Gemma's glass falls over, spilling water all over the table cloth. Immediately a maid steps in and cleans the water up before replacing the glass with a new one. Everyone remains silent. The head maid glances worriedly at Adair and Gemma before ushering Marcel out of the room. Augustine stares his wife down, his glare so fierce and full of hate, Gemma feels herself shrink back. However, Adair returns his gaze, hers even more fierce. Finally, Augustine stands briskly, his sudden movement knocking his wine glass down. The deep red liquid spills but no one moves to clean it. Augustine storms out the room and moments later, the slamming of his office door vibrates across the walls. Adair stares at the candle center pieces, willing herself not to cry. Her hands are still balled in fists around the linen. After a moment of silence she pours herself a full glass of wine and leaves the room with glass and bottle in hand. Gemma remains the sole survivor of the warfare. In time, she too sees herself to her room, and in time, she too falls asleep, tears staining her pillowcase.

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█ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ :

♚ father figure ➥ | Augustine Rowe |
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♛ mother figure ➥ | Adair Rowe |
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♜ sibling ➥ | Marcel Rowe |
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▒ Relations :
♚ best friend figure ➥ | Avalon |
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♛ friend figure ➥ | open// just ask |

♜ boyfriend figure ➥ | tba (view spoiler)[ hopefully the prince, lol (hide spoiler)]// just ask |

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█ Oᴛʜᴇʀ : to be added if the need arises.





Aɴᴅ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ, ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ.

Gemma Rowe is Approved and good luck

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Mildred Skartfunk is Approved and good luck

Thanks!

♔Tԋҽ Qυҽҽɳ♔ wrote: "Gemma Rowe is Approved and good luck

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|•| ConcealedDesires |•| wrote: "❛ Music plays with the heart in the most beautiful, painful ways. ❜
( ɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Valeria Jane Evans
( ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Shortened to Val
↳ origin, "strength, health"
↳ origin, "Gift from God"
↳ origin, "So..."

Could you put a description for the personality rather than a list of traits? Other than that, the character is great.

Discolsure: (view spoiler)[This template is a creation of me, the Queen. If you would like to use it, please ask me. I have no problem with people using it, so long as they don't steal or take credit for it. This Character is of my creation and thought process and their will be serious consequences if I found out you copied it. (hide spoiler)]
Inspiration: (view spoiler)[(ᴏ)ʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛɪᴏɴ (hiatus) , ♧ Sʜᴀʜᴅɪᴀ, and myself XD (hide spoiler)]

❛ Everyone hates me ❜

( Ｂｒｉｎｄｌｙｎｎ ＂Ｂｒｅｅ＂ Ｌｅａｎａ Ｋｏｒａｍａｋｏｆｆ )

◁Cᴀsᴛᴇ 5▸Sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ◁Sᴏᴜᴛʜᴇʀɴ Rᴇʙᴇʟ▸17 Yᴇᴀʀs Oʟᴅ◁

Not many people know what Brindlynn is actually like. She's like a Russian Nesting Doll- you think you've figured her out, but then another layer of her personality is revealed.
It'd be wise to remember that above all, Bree is a charmer. Her looks, voice, and all around allure makes it easy for her to manipulate whoever she wants. The talent is used often. Her canny ability for being able to lie impeccably well and tell whoever she's conversing with whatever they want to hear come up often. Along with being being manipulative and a great liar, Bree is able to find her emotions very well.

Stoicism is in her veins. She has a knack for hiding her fear and pain from the rest of the world. It is hard to tell when she is happy or sad, but it will be beyond obvious when she is determined or focused. Brindlynn doesn't show much emotion, nothing that could ever give away what she's thinking. She hasn't smiled in many years, and is stone cold when it comes to love. Bree believes that love is to destroy, and if constantly keeping herself detached from the world to try and stop herself from getting hurt by others.

Don't expect her to give you mercy because she won't. Human life seems to have very little meaning to her, and she doesn't care if an innocent person gets hurt or even killed. While she is a bitch, she's the type of person to make snappy comments about people or gossip about others. no, Bree get's violent, she gets aggressive. Piss her off too much and she won't hesitate to rip your tongue out, something she has always wanted to try.

Of course, Bree is human, and that means no matter what she likes to believe or act like, she had a big heart. If you somehow find a way to get on her good side, it'll be like heaven for you. She can be the sweetest girl in the world. She is broken, so badly broken that it's hard for her to act okay. there will be many moments when she will just stare off into space, something she does when she's sad. It's not a good idea to try and get close to her, she'll only try to push you away.

Brindlynn is a giant atom bomb of sexual tension. She's promiscues and very...out there. When she sees someone she likes, Bree usually get's them. Bree is straight, heterosexual, only romantically and sexually interested with the opposite gender. While the people who don't know who she really is assume she's in love with the prince, she isn't. She has someone else in her heart. Always someone else.

☾ □ | Lɪʟɪ Sɪᴍᴍᴏɴ | □ ☽

Pretty is an understatement when describing Bree. She likes to call her image misleading, and in many ways, it is. The first thing people notice about her is her eyes- a strange amber honey color thats got splotches of dark green and blue in the left one- surrounded by thick black eyelashes that clump towards the outer corner, making it look as though she has eyeliner on in the shape of a cat eye. She has thick lips that are shaped in a plump heart shape, and are a lucious and vibrant red brown color. Her complexion looks like she has spent years in the sun, thats how deep her complexion is. For Brindlynn, breakouts are like perfect storms- they never happen. She has lovely brown hair that goes to her mid back. Lets move on her to her body. Let's start off with the most obvious- she's bullemic, and had a strict diet to keep her in shape. While it may not be healthy to binge, she certainly has a great body to show for it. She has a thin waist, with a flat and muscled stomach that has a 4 pack, which leads down to curvy hips and a large behind. Her legs are strangely thin, but her leg fat is mostly muscle. She stands at a little under 5'5, and weighs around 110 lbs, but her weighs often drops and rises then drops again, so it's not very consistent. The only thing she really hates about her body are her palms, which are covered in thick scars. She feels pain whenever she uses her hands because of how badly they were damaged. Despite this, her fingers are incredibly thin and elegant, something she likes to consider her best feature.

Brindlynn Leana KorraMakoff was born around 17 years ago in a small town in the one of the poorer Southern towns. From the day she was born it had always seemed as though her parents expected her to be nothing short of emotionless. Her father was always soft on her, always spoiled her. To her, she was an angel in the midst of hell. Her mother had always been the bitch in the family, and she was intent on handing her bitchiness down to her daughter.
When Bree was 5, her parents introduced her to the Southern Rebels, the people they had pledged their blood lines constant loyalty too. Her parents instilled thoughts such as "to love is to destroy" into her mind. So for her 6th birthday, instead of getting a toy or a doll like other kids, Brindlynn was given a wolf dog to train, intending it to be an attack dog, not a pet. After spending weeks loving and taming it, she proudly showed the dog to her mother who drowned it in the tub saying that she was supposed to train it to become obedient, not loving.
This was one of many things her mother would do to instill her thoughts and beliefs into her daughter.
When she was 6 she was caught stealing food for her a couple of homeless children and her hands were whipped so badly, she couldn't use them for a month. Her mother rewarded Bree for her kindness towards the children by break her daughters wrist.
By the time Bree was 10, she showed no emotion. She was an amazing actress and liar, and had no remorse whatsoever for the eights that would walk the streets at night. But despite her parents always telling her to love was to destroy, and that love was a weakness, she always believed they loved her- deep down in their hearts, she believed her parents loved her. She couldn't have been more wrong.
At the age of 14, everything changed for her because of something she saw. A young couple, not much older than her were huddling in an ally. The womans clothes were old and disgusting, covered in grime, an eight. But the man was much nicer dressed, in a police officers unfirom- surely he was a two. They looked miserable together, but when they looked at each other Bree saw the love in their eyes and she realized something- her parents never looked at her like that. And so she went on her way and when she arrived home she asked her father something. "Father, do you love me?" she had been sure he would have said yes. "No Brindlynn, I do not love you. I enjoy your company but I do not love you" his response was like a knife to the heart. Stupidly, she went to her mother and asked her the same thing. "Brindlynn, I will always love you" her mother replied. Her mother loved her. Brindlynn was happy for the first time since she was 5.
The next day her mother got shot in the chest by a palace guard trying to protect Bree.
Her mother always told her "to love is to destroy" .
Her mother loved her, and she now she was dead.
Bree never smiled again.


But that wasn't the end of her pain. After her mothers death, her father was harder on her, worse than her mother had been. His wife had died because she had been weak, and he was determined to make sure his daughter didn't end up like her. But alas, no matter how hard he tried to show her love was wrong, she already knew. So when she and her father attacked the palace and she saw the prince put a bullet through her father, everyone crumbled. She didn't cry, she wasn't sad. She was numb, but now- she had a reason to really help the Southern Rebels. The prince took away the last thing person she cared for. He was going to pay, so when the selection came up, Bree jumped at the chance to try and get in, then she could murder that son-of-a-bitch prince. And the plan was set, Brindlynn was in.

Everleigh King is APPROVED and good luck

Wнσ єνєя ѕαι∂ тнαт "ѕρσтℓєѕѕ gιηgєяѕ" cσυℓ∂η'т нανє ƒυη? - Rσѕє Bℓутнє




[Fιяѕт Nαмє] Rose
[Lαѕт Nαмє] Blythe

[Agє] 18

[Cαѕтє] Four

[Aρρєαяαηcє]

Fαcє Cℓαιм: Karen Gillan
Hєιgнт: 5'7
Wєιgнт: 123 lbs
Eує Cσℓσя: Green
Hαιя Cσℓσя: Red
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[Pєяѕσηαℓιту] Rose is very kind and sweet to say the least. She won't just pass by someone who needs help and not help them. Rose is also very smart and enjoys reading and solving logic problems, though isn't as "nerdy" as a Three. She isn't very judgmental usually, but sometimes judges Sixes and Sevens, though hates herself for doing that. Rose is also very ambitious and determined, so she really wants to win the selection, become the queen, and most importantly, marrying the prince. Though she really wants to fall in love with the prince, she isn't totally crazy and creepy about him.

[Hιѕтσяу]
Rose grew up in a normal, middle-class family of Fours. There was her mother, Claire Blythe, her father, John Blythe, and her older brother John Blythe II. Her parents ran (and still run) a small company which sells various clothing items. Her family was all calm and peaceful, until one night. One night when Rose was twelve, Southern Rebels mysteriously attacked their home. Rose's older brother died trying to protect her. That memory comes back to her a lot, and causes severe depression at times.

After that happened, Rose wanted to be more prepared. She wasn't going to die after the sacrifice her brother made for her. Rose tried to train by improving her mind by reading and solving logical problems, and she also improved her physical strength by climbing and swimming. There hadn't been any other rebel attacks, but she still trained.

When Rose was 18, she heard about The Selection. She really wanted to enter, it gave her the chance of a lifetime. She was ecstatic when she heard that she was chosen. Rose was slightly scared, but she felt ready for The Selection to begin.

[Fαмιℓу Mємвєяѕ]
Claire Blythe - Mother
John Blythe - Father
John Blythe II - Older Brother (Deceased)

[Lιкєѕ]
✵ Family
✵ Friends
✵ Nice People
✵ The Prince
✵ Reading
✵ Climbing
✵ Solving Problems
✵ Sweets

[Dιѕℓιкєѕ]
✵ Death
✵ Depression
✵ The Southern Rebels
✵ Mean/Rude People



[Sтяєηgтнѕ]
✵ Brave
✵ Smart
✵ Determined
✵ Kind
✵ Pretty
✵ Loyal

[Wєαкηєѕѕєѕ]
✵ Can Be Rude
✵ Sometimes a Bit Too Serious
✵ Can Be Sensitive



Lιƒє cαη вє α ƒαιяу тαℓє ιƒ уσυ αℓℓσω ιт тσ вє σηє - Rσѕє Bℓутнє

Rose Blythe is APPROVED and good luck.

▸ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ smiles...─ × × ×

( Jennalyn Lily Washington - Selected 5

17 year old Jennalyn was named after her mother, so technically she is Jennalyn Lily Washington II but no one really cares for formalities. Her mother, unfortunately perished in childbirth of her second child so Jennalyn now serves as a name in reverence for her late mother. Her father took on the responsibility of raising their two children who are two years apart, to become the best young women they could possibly be.

And some say he succeeded.

Jennalyn took on some traits from her mother; she is pure, innocent, and sweet. But she also inherited some traits from her father; she is passionate, stubborn, and clever. Many people believe she is the epitome of perfection, but deep under her freckled smiles is someone who hurts.

Jennalyn maybe a fan favourite amongst most people, but inside she misses a loving touch or a soft gaze. Her father, dedicated to his children, took on two jobs, a night shift and a day shift, just to scrape by, which results in him not being there to tuck her in at night or to kiss her goodbye. Jennalyn has never had a mother figure, since she was the elder sibling and her father was too stubborn to get married again. She goes day by day raising her sister and praying her father comes home safely in the middle of the morning. Jennalyn is always hopeful for the future, no matter how the situation is.

▸ my head is an animal

One of her guilty pleasures is the outdoors. She loves the feeling of grass between her fingers and letting the summer breeze flow through her soft rusty brown hair. She can't be kept up inside for long, or she would feel antsy and could not resist twitching around a bit. Jennalyn is probably more outside then she was inside; it is just something she loves entirely.

▸ everyday words seem


Her whole façade is a mirror of purity. Her eyes are a wide and doe-like brown and are suspended underneath a long dark blanket of dark brown eyelashes, and those eyelashes hovered under her soft round eyebrows, with no significant arch whatsoever. Her face is round with a squared jaw, with plumped pink lips and small white teeth. Dancing along her cheeks, arms, and legs are small and large freckles which almost take over certain parts of her body. Everyone tells her that she resembles her father more than her mother.

She stands at 5'6" with wavy rusty brown locks cascading down her back and stopping abruptly at her small waist. She is a tad bit underweight, due to the slight malnourishment because her father isn't home as often and she only knows how to make pasta, canned soup, cereal, and oatmeal. Her fashion sense is very breezy and summery, even during the winter. She wears dresses, most being hand-me-downs from her late mother.


▸ to turn into love songs

Jennalyn was two years old when her mother died. Her sister Daria-Ann, bless her soul, came out the wrong way, putting her mother in terrible danger. The doctors weren't able to save both so her mother Jennalyn Daria-Ann Washington gave up her life for her child. Jennalyn could only wish she could be that brave one day.

Her father always used to let her lay down on his lap and he would tell her the story of how they met:

I was born a simple five, nothing special and no way of raising my number for my family. I had six older brothers and sisters. Willow, Zane, Saerie, Nicholas, Rose, and...?" He would tap her nose and let her finish the statement "Tommus!" She would shout out giggling. Yes Tommus. You see, your mother was a two, and we met by accident. I was trying out for a background guitarist for her singing acts. We bumped into each other and it was like my world stopping spinning. See, when you fall in love it hits you like a sack of bricks. You feel butterflies in your stomach, and life would never be the same ever again. He tickled her to prove his point She would always sing this song La Vie En Rose to me when we were dating, and she sang this to you too, when you were being fussy

'Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose'

But by the second verse she was fast asleep. Her father would chuckle and scoop her up in his arms and tucked her away with a kiss on the forehead.

But he never had time for stories now. She entered the Selection because a friend told her that if she held her own for long enough, she could bump her family up to a three. Wish could bring her father back home.

This is all for family.

[ relations › press her to your heart

▸ mother - ᴊᴇɴɴᴀʟʏɴ ᴅᴀʀɪᴀ-ᴀɴɴ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ
○ ○ ○ ○ ○ - I never knew her

▸ father - ᴊᴀᴍᴇsᴏɴ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ
● ● ● ● ●

▸ sister - ᴅᴀʀɪᴀ-ᴀɴɴ ᴡᴀsʜɪɴɢᴛᴏɴ
● ● ● ● ●


▸ lover - ʜᴜᴅsᴏɴ ᴠᴀɴ-ᴘʏʟᴇ
● ● ● ● ●

Disclaimer: (view spoiler)[I do not own any gifs of pictures, all those belong to their respective owners. The quotes and the characters themselves are of my creation. Make sure to listen to the music (the last "x" in the beginning) to get a real feel of the character. (hide spoiler)]

Jennalyn Washington is APPROVED and good luck

As of now, you have used all 3 slots for selected girls, you are no longer able to make any more selected.

❛ Music plays with the heart in the most beautiful, painful ways. ❜

( ɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Valeria Jane Evans
( ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Shortened to Val
↳ origin, "strength, health"
↳ origin, "Gift from God"
↳ origin, "Son of Evan"

( ᴀɢᴇ ) Seventeen
( ᴅᴀᴛᴇ/ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ) 23:59 14th of October

( ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ) Feminine
( sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ) Heterosexual
( ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ) Single

( ᴄᴀsᴛᴇ ) Five
( ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ) Professional Pianist

☾ □ | Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ | □ ☽
Crystal Reed

( ʜᴀɪʀ ) Chocolate brown waves cascade down her shoulders.
( ᴇʏᴇs ) Dark, reflective cinnamon brown eyes that are surrounded by long, thick lashes.
( ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ) Five and three inches

Behind the well mannered,

( ʟɪᴋᴇs ) playing piano | literature | exploring | company |
( ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ) closed in spaces | unpleasant encounters | snobs | arrogance
( sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ) manners | impeccable memory | kindness | speed |
( ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ) claustrophobia | physical strength | denying requests | temptation

Evans is always mistaken as the quiet type of person from afar, though when someone starts a conversation with her they realize she's quite outgoing and amiable. She observes those around her to know who they really are, if they are hidden behind a façade. When unpleasant company is present, rather than openly expressing her dislike towards them she acts polite and cooly. Unless someone provokes her, then her patience will break and act coldly or retort back.

Born and raised as an only child, she sought out company from neighboring families with children of her age and her parents, whom she feels are role models to her and is close to them. In her spare time, she spends it either exploring outdoors or having piano sessions. Being family-oriented, her family comes first before herself and will do anything to ensure their safety and well being.

E X T R A S C E N E

❝ I dodged Death's cold embrace when I was a mere newborn. . . ❞

(view spoiler)[ Studies shown that Mrs.Evans was barren after a near fatal disease she had been born into, during the time of her being an Eight. The doctors told her if she were able to get impreganted, there would be severe complications and the bay could be deformed or have a genetic mutation.

They weren't completely wrong.

During the nine months inside the womb, the young woman and man were profoundly cautious of their actions and surroundings, in fear of possible death for their unborn child. Mrs.Evans had a rare illness that prevented her own body to self heal and needed daily medicine for her weak cells to function properly. A mere scratch across the skin can bleed and continue it's flow, losing blood. Many obstacles were in their path to adulthood but they succeeded in conquering or dodging them.

Until two weeks before the due date.

During setting up the nursery, Mrs.Evans had accidentally fallen onto a sharp pointed metal rod. The haematic tinted pole had penetrated her skin and graze against the lower side of her ribcage, fracturing veins that bled out into the rest of her body and caused major blood loss. Because of this, both the woman and unborn baby girl nearly died.

Crucial hours dragged by as the surgeons performed a cesarean section and a second operation to aid on healing her body, both the new mother and a healthy baby were exited out of the room and allowed the husband in after two nights of being monitored closely.
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Evans was raised as an only child in a one story house, and often spoiled by her parents. At the age of ten, she had known that she wanted to be a pianist like her mother and began lessons at an early age. By her early teens, she had mastered the skill and writes her own songs as well as play the classics to those that rented her for an occasion, earning her small family sufficient money to buy small, but meaningful things. The time came when the Selection was announced to begin the search for the future Queen of Ilea and chose her.

( ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ William Evans ▹ 6/10
( ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ Michelle Evans ▹ 7/10

Valeria Evans is Approved and good luck

First name: Jacqueline
Last name: Zafaria
Nicknames: J, Jax, Jack, Jay, Quelin, Queline
Age: 16
Birthday: January 28
Time of Birth: 3:20pm
Zodiac sign: Capricorn
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Caste: 5th
Province: Atlin
Affiliation: family is Southern Rebels, but no one told her


→ Past Relationships: None
→ Current Relationships: None
→ Crushes: None
→ Interested in: No one


Appearance:

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Face Claim: Chery Cole
Height: 5'5
Hair Color: Brown with Blonde highlights
Eye Color: Hazel

Favorite Outfit:

Watches:

Bracelets:

Earrings:

Rings:

Necklaces:

Tattoos:




Personality: Jac is an avid reader. She doesn’t like the spotlight. She plays piano for her father, but prefers guitar. She isnt afraid to speak her mind, and believes that woman have power. They just have to use it to their advantage. She has a cute quirk of randomly giving out life sayings when she doesn’t even read those kinds of quotes. She goes out of her way to help those who need it. Poor people, elderly, new mothers, etc. She smiles no matter how hurt she is, and tries to be bright about everything. She is a valiant fighter, and is selfless. She is a goody-two shoes She follows after her mother, who was said to be the queen of their house, for her calm and reserved manner.


History: Jacqueline was born as a little sister three years after her loving brother. Her mother died giving birth to her, leaving her as the only girl in the family. Her brother took care of her when her father went working and loved her dearly. When he was of age he was drafted leaving her devastated. Her brother meant more to her than anyone, even her father. He sent her letters whenever he could, encouraging her and being her best friend. Jac grew into a singer, though she did it in secret because of her stage fright. However she was a talented piano player and guitarist and helped with income. Her father loved her dearly, for she looked exactly like her mother. He wanted her to have a chance at a better life so he enrolled her in the Selection. When she was Selected, she was happy. Not because of what the other girls would be happy for, but happy that she might have a chance to see her brother.


Family:
Father- Stephen Zafaria
Brother- Lucas Zafaria
Mother- Annalise Zafaria


Other:
Likes:
~ helping
~ natural beauty
~ outdoors
~ kids

Dislikes:
~ fake personality
~ overloaded make up
~ indoors
~ being controlled
~ bullies


The End

Jacqueline Zafaria is APPROVED and good luck

❛ There are shortcuts to happiness and dancing is one of them ❜

( ɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Nova Andromeda Faye
( ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ) Nova is fine, but many call her by Andromeda, Ro, or Meda.

( ᴀɢᴇ ) 17
( ᴅᴀᴛᴇ/ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ) April 20, 3:37 PM

( ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ) Female
( sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ) Heterosexual
( ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ sᴛᴀᴛᴜs ) Competing for the prince

( ᴄᴀsᴛᴇ ) 5
( ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ) Ballerina

( ʜᴀɪʀ ) Blonde
( ᴇʏᴇs ) Blue
( ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ ) 5' 5"

Nova is very hardworking and kind. She is extremely humble. In addition, Nova is very giving and charitable. However, she can be a bit forgetful and is horrible at dealing with conflict. When Nova starts a task, she'll always finish it, but sometimes she'll finish it a little late. Nova's good nature makes her just a generally likeable person, even with her flaws.

( ʟɪᴋᴇs ) dancing | the prince | her family | long walks in the rain
( ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs ) rudeness | needles | green beans | sunny days
( sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ) hardworking | kind | dedicated | charitable
( ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs ) fear of oranges | forgetful | conflict-averse | procrastinates

Nova Andromeda Faye was born in a small but cozy home. Her parents, Jaqueline and Mark, were successful Fives, working as painters. Jaqueline had several very, very successful paintings and was making quite a bit of money. Nova had 3 sisters: Sage, Courtney, and Naomi. Unlike many other Fives, they had the lifestyle of Threes because of Jaqueline's success.

When Nova was 3, her mother sent her to a ballet class, just to keep Nova entertained. Nova simply loved dancing, and was quite good at it to. Her teachers saw this natural talent and took advantage of it. Nova began taking private lessons when she was only 7. She joined a professional company when she was only 14, moving into a small apartment and performing every night for Twos.

Nova was so dedicated to her art form. She would spend practically all her time training. This work paid off. At age 15, Nova was promoted to soloist, becoming the youngest soloist ever in that company. While Nova loved dancing more than anything, she wanted to experience the world, meet new people. When the opportunity to enter the Selection came up, she took it right away.

( ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ Mark Faye ▹ 8/10
( ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ) ⁓ Jaqueline Faye ▹ 8/10
( sɪsᴛᴇʀ ) ⁓ Sage Faye ▹ 6/10
( sɪsᴛᴇʀ ) ⁓ Naomi Faye ▹ 7/10
( sɪsᴛᴇʀ ) ⁓ Courtney Faye ▹ 6/10

Nova Andromeda Faye is APPROVED and good luck

Charlotte Cadbury is APPROVED and good luck

Part One
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☯Lily and/or Siri☯17☯September 24th☯Midnight☯Angeles☯Libra☯



☯Air☯Female☯Caste 2☯Ab-☯PanromaticBisexual☯Female☯Singer☯


Likes:Animals Singing Dancing Writing Reading Piano Guitar Chocolate Swimming Acting
Dislikes:Liars Disloyalty Bugs Spiders Hypocrites Math Snobs Gossip/Rumors Rain/Snow/Cold Weather Bullies
Job/Occupation:Famous Singer







Personality:
Stubborn
Stubborn people get themselves in a lot of trouble, but they also get things done.
Lily has always been an extremely stubborn person. She won't just sit back and be told something she doesn't believe in and quietly except it. She'll stubbornly tell you why you're wrong and proceed to prove it to you. She's also stubborn when it comes to being told what to do. She won't do something if she doesn't believe its right. No that doesn't mean she's a goody two shoes but she tries to do what's right she may not succeed but she tries. She'll fight for what she wants when she wants of course she's smart enough not to be too stubborn where it gets her killed or punished. Lily doesn’t back down from anything she believes in though and believes she shouldn’t have to unless you are able to reason with her why her belief in a certain situation isn’t valid or its dangerous which doesn’t happen very often because of her own stubbornness.

Hopeless Romantic
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
This quote is so true for Lily. She may not trust easily but she does love easily. Maybe a little too easily. You'd think because you loved someone you'd trust them but that doesn't hold true for Lily. She often loves those who she doesn't trust. Those she shouldn't trust. She want to trust them but doesn't. She falls easily and once she had it takes a lot for that love to go away. Along with giving away love too easily she has always had a need to be loved in return. She longs to be cared for and loved as she does others. Of course she finds it more times than not that that doesn't happen. Before that she was content with just her parents love and understanding but now she secretly longs for it even more so now.
Despite loving to easily Lily isn’t stupid when it comes to dating guys. She won’t let the guy push her around no matter how much she loves him. She won’t do anything she doesn’t want to in the relationship. You push her too much and she’ll break it off. She knows the player type, she’s familiar with it and she knows how to handle those types of guys. Yes her love too easily means she gets hurt easily, but she will not pine after the guy either. Sure she’ll probably cry, but she won’t stoop so low as to beg for them back either. She had more dignity than that. Love may be something she truly wants, but she isn’t going to be stupid about it either.

Loyal
A person who deserves my loyalty receives it.
Lily is if anything loyal. No not loyal as an she'll let you boss her around but loyal as in she'll fight to the death for those she cares about. She won't just abandon someone because its more convenient for her. Of course if she's loyal to you and cares about you she expects the same out of you. You have to earn her loyalty she won't just give it to you because you ask for. They say blood is thicker than water but blood doesn't always ensure loyalty. Yeah blood is important but loyalty is more important than blood. And Lily is extremely loyal to her friends, family and her pack who are basically her extended family.

Protective
I have a protective streak a mile wide and I will do everything in my power to protect those I care about, so messing with this mama bear isn’t wise.
Lily isn’t extremely protective of the people she cares about especially her younger siblings. She has the whole mama bear thing down. She’s been told that her protectiveness was worse than a mama bears. Protecting the people she loves though is a full time job a job she will happily take part in. She’ll protect those she cares about no matter the cost even if the cost is her own life.

Sarcastic/Witty
Wit is a dangerous weapon, even to the possessor, if he knows not how to use it discreetly.
Wit is a dangerous weapon if you don't know how to use it. Its a good thing Lily knows exactly how to wield it or she'd be in a heap of trouble. She knows when to use it and when not to. She knows how be obvious with it and discreet with it. Lily doesn't use her wit that often because of how dangerous of a weapon it can be. She uses it when necessary. Of course she does take any chance she can to be sarcastic and to just plain joke around like when with friends and family. Lily has always loved to joke around and be sarcastic with things her entire life. Some think its a defense mechanism and sure at times it is, but more times than not it isn’t. She’s just an all out sarcastic person

Charismatic
Charisma. You can’t buy it, you can’t make it, and you sure can’t fake it.
Lily has always had a certain charisma about her. Some people believe its her outgoing personality. Some believe its her honestly. And some believe she’s just a natural born leader. And well some believe she’s just confident in everything she does. Either way Lily doesn’t really know what it is about her that makes her Charismatic just that she is.

Brave
Bravery is doing what you’re most afraid of, not the absence of fear, but the act of conquering your fears.”
Being brave isn’t something Lily has an easy time being. Its something she strives to do because she refuses to let her fears rule her life. She brave what scares her most in the off chance it will change her. Make her a stronger person. To help her conquer her fears. Some would say her bravery turns her reckless and maybe its true, but she’ll keep doing what she’s doing until her very last breath. She’s been told many times by others that as brave as she is its like she has no fear. And at times it does seem that way. But they’re wrong she does have fear, lots of it she’s just pushing past it and being as brave as she can possibly be.

Honest
Its better to be brutally honest than to live a lie.
Lily is a generally honest person. She is brutally truthful weather you want to hear it or not. Not to say that she doesn't lie every once in a while. If it keeps her alive or her friends and family alive she'll lie to save those lives. She just finds that being truthful makes life easier in the long run. Sure she keeps things from people sometimes but she doesn't outright lie. Sometimes what she says has a double meaning. She'll say what you want to hear and still be truthful about it.







History:
(view spoiler)[Just a thing to note is that my history is written in the 1st person as if Lily was telling the story simply because at the time I wrote the history it was easier to write in first person rather than third, but my RP's shall be in the third person. (hide spoiler)]

I grew up with a pretty normal family for the most part. Older brother, twin brother two younger brothers and two younger sisters and well a mom and dad. I've lived my whole life in the Province of Angeles with my family and close friends. It was actually at the age of 5 that I met my long time best friend Samantha Lorens or Sammy as everyone now calls her since I gave her that nickname when we were kids because Samantha was just something I couldn’t pronounce. It was through our mothers that Sammy and I met since our parents had been long time friends since they were both music producers. It was actually in the 1st grade that the two of us met our other long time friends Quincy and Maria. Sammy’s dad was a lawyer. Quincy’s parents were both firefighters along with my father and worked at the same fire station. Maria’s parents on the other hand were both doctor's at the local hospital.

Now since both Sammy and I’s moms were both music producer we often traveled a lot with them as they traveled with their clients around Illea. Which was something I loved to do. It was because of that I developed the love of music I still have today. I’d been surrounded by music my whole life. Still am for that matter. I’ve been playing the piano since I was 6 had lessons from the age of 6-9 actually and in that time at the age of 7 I was also learning how to play the guitar. Sammy went to piano lessons with me as well, but choose not to learn the guitar when the first time she tried to play one she broke a few of the strings. It was actually my love of music that got me where I am today as a somewhat famous singer. See the first time Sammy’s mom, my surrogate aunt and also my mom’s best friend, heard me sing she decided she wanted to be my music producer. It took a little convincing but eventually she did it. So at the age of 13 I started performing my music.

Part Two
It was actually at the age of 13 when I started my music career as a singer mostly that my mom died. You see what happened was when it was confirmed that I was on track to possibly becoming a famous singer my family and I went out to dinner to celebrate. All of use except my mom that is. She told us she was staying home because she didn’t feel well. We offered to go another night when she was feeling better, but she insisted that all of us go. So we did. And we had a blast and I was so excited and well nervous as well. But that all went down the drain when we got home. See I was the one who found my mom lying dead in her bed surrounded by her own blood. To say I was in shock and completely horrified would be an understatement. I remember opening the bedroom door about to say something to her when I froze in the doorway my mouth still open to tell her how are night went and ask her how she was feeling. I couldn’t help but stare and not only her body which was still recognizable as her but barely since whoever had killed her had obviously used a knife to cut up her entire body head to toe. I also couldn’t take my eyes of the words above her bed obviously written in her own blood. Words that would haunt my nightmares and my waking life. Words that would be with me forever. Words that still haunted me everywhere I went. Words that said: “Tick tock, tick tock, the clock struck midnight and your time is up!” I don’t remember the rest of that night very well. Just that when the shock wore off I screamed and my dad, older brother and twin brother Lucas came running. My dad telling my older brother to keep my younger siblings away from here. Him telling Lucas to get me out of here while he called the cops. And the rest is a blur. The night, the funeral was all a blur. All I know is that the official cause of death was blood loss not the knife puncture to her heart and that the killer still hasn’t been found.

I continued on with my plan to be a singer. Yeah the gossip about what happened to the new famous 13 year singer was at an all time high. And when asked why I was continuing on with the career path I told people it was because my mom would have wanted me to. She wouldn’t have wanted me to just give up and quit. So even now my career is still going strong and I’m glad I didn’t quit because I love it and its definitely a great escape when I need one. So I travel when I need to with my surrogate aunt and my best friend, but still spend enough time at home with the rest of my friends and family.

Now I’m 17 and apart of the selection with no idea what's going to happen and to be honest I'm extremely nervous. I remember being young and asking my mom if she had ever been apart of one and her telling me no because at the time she wasn’t the right age and how she was glad she wasn’t because now she had us kids and my father. I asked her if she thought I should join the selection when I got older since even then I knew I’d have to chance and she told me to do what I wanted to do. I’ll be honest over the years I had kinda forgotten about the selection or more like forgotten I was the right age to participate in the selection. Well until my friends started talking about it and whether or not they were gonna participate. They had decided to try. It was through them that I actually decided to. Well after some convincing. At first I had been mostly against it because I hadn’t wanted to leave my family, but after my father telling me to participate only if I wanted to did I decide to. My twin brother Lucas though tried to talk me out of it. Not surprising since he’s always been overprotective of me even more so since mom was killed. When I stubbornly refused to be persuaded not to participate my twin decided he couldn't persuade me to change my mind so he left me alone. So now I am one of the selected and my friends have wished me good luck despite not being the selected for our province themselves.







Family:
(view spoiler)[Any family members Except her mom or friends of her may be created just ask! I'm also willing to change names and ages! (hide spoiler)]
Mom:Anastasia “Ana/Stasia” Bethany Johnson-Deceased[30]{9/10}
Dad:Alexander “Alex” James Johnson-Alive[32]{9/10}
Older Brother:Nicolas “Nico/Nic” Malachi Johnson-Alive[19]{7/10}
Twin Brother:Lucas James Johnson-Alive[17[{10/10}
Younger Brother: Theodore “Theo/Teddy” Jonathan Johnson-Alive[12]{10/10}
Youngest Brother:James “Jamie” William Johnson-Alive[8]{10/10}
Younger Sister:Artemis ”Bell” Isabelle Johnson-Alive[15]{10/10}
Youngest Sister:Melody “Mel” Nicolette Johnson-Alive[5]{10/10}

Sexuality:Panromantic-Bisexual
Relationship status:Single

Belongings:
Her Journal she writes in everyday & has all her thoughts

The Journal was given to her by her mom on her 8th birthday

A Blue Charm Bracelet she never takes off her wrist

Her mom gave it to her when she was a little girl of 5

A Bracelet her twin brother made for her when they were 4 years old

Brother has matching red and white one & they never take them off

A necklace locket given to her on her 15th birthday by her three closest friends

The inside of the locker has a picture of the 4 of them together & a friendship quote

Skills:
Singing{10/10}(view spoiler)[She’s been surrounded by her moms music business for over half of her life since her mom was a music producers before she died. Her mom’s best friend and her surrogate aunt is also a music producer so even today she is still surrounded by music (hide spoiler)]
Dancing{10/10}(view spoiler)[Started ballet with her best friend Sammy when she was 5 and has been dancing ever since. (hide spoiler)]
Writing{9/10}(view spoiler)[Her surrogate uncle her surrogate aunt’s husband is a writer and has been helping her with her writing since she was able to write. (hide spoiler)]
Guitar{10/10}(view spoiler)[She learned to play guitar from her mom when she 7 years old (hide spoiler)]
Piano{10/10}(view spoiler)[She took piano lessons from the ages of 6-9 (hide spoiler)]
Cooking{7/10}(view spoiler)[Her mom and her surrogate aunt have been teacher her how to cook since she was 8. (hide spoiler)]
Acting{8/10}(view spoiler)[She’s been in her school’s drama department as an actress since she was 8. (hide spoiler)]
Hiding Negative Emotions{10/10}(view spoiler)[She’s been hiding her emotions since her mom died when she was 10 using her acting skills (hide spoiler)]
Swimming{10/10}(view spoiler)[Her dad taught her how to swim when she was 6 and her and her close friend Maria have been on the schools swim teams since middle school. (hide spoiler)]

Weaknesses:
Phobias(view spoiler)[Most of her phobias scare her so much she freezes in fear (hide spoiler)]
Math(view spoiler)[Math just doesn’t make sense to her. Sure she can add, subtract, multiply and divide, but beyond that she can be relatively hopeless (hide spoiler)]
Dealing with Negative Emotions(view spoiler)[She tends to hide her negative emotions and therefore suppressing them instead of working through them and dealing with them. (hide spoiler)]
Her Friends(view spoiler)[She feels endless loyalty to her friends and would do anything for them even die so they are some of the best ways to get to her. (hide spoiler)]
Her Family(view spoiler)[She feels endless loyalty to her family and would do anything for them even die so they are some of the best ways to get to her as well as her friends (hide spoiler)]

Phobias:
Arachnophobia-Fear of Spiders
Claustrophobia- Fear of confined places.
Apiphobia- Fear of bees
Cleithrophobia or Cleisiophobia- Fear of being locked in an enclosed place.
Eremophobia- Fear of loneliness
Autophobia-Fear of being Isolated/Unloved

Medical:
ADHD[Attention Deficit Hyper Disorder]
ODD[Oppositional Defiant Disorder]
Mild OCD[Obsessive Compulsive Disorder]
Dyslexia
Depression
Slight Anxiety

Habits:
Playing with her hair when nervous
Biting her bottom lip when it deep thought
Humming to herself when she’s bored or in the shower or writing
Tapping her fingers on a surface or her foot when she’s bored.

Appearance:

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Hair:Dark brown almost black
Eyes:Blue with a purplish tint.
Complexion:Tan
Weight:100lbs.
Height:5’3.
Clothing:
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Lilyan Siri Johnson is APPROVED and good luck

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“ Rᴜɴ. Tʜᴀᴛs ᴀʟʟ I ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀsᴛ. ”

█ Nᴀᴍᴇ : Kalena {Ka-lay-na} Emery Voss
▒ Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ/Aʟɪᴀs : Voss

█ Aɢᴇ : 17
▒ Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ : 16th of February
▒ Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ : Her mother’s home

█ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ : Female
▒ Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ : Heterosexual
▒ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs : Single at present

█ Cᴀsᴛᴇ : Six
▒ Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Laundress/seamstress

█ Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ :


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▒ Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ : Jasmine van den Bogaerde {Birdy}
▒ Hᴀɪʀ : Tumbles just past her chest in thick, golden brown curls
▒ Eʏᴇs : A glossy silver, both mysterious and innocent-looking
▒ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ : 162 cm {5’4}
▒ Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ : 52 kg {114 lbs}
▒ Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs : None

█ Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ :
-adventurous (view spoiler)[Kalena is always looking for adventure, for a way out of her dull life. She's very curious, but this can often lead to trouble. Nevertheless, she's always seeking new things to do. (hide spoiler)]
-compassionate (view spoiler)[Kalena is a very caring and understanding girl. She'll help anyone who needs it or lend a helping hand to someone. (hide spoiler)]
-determined (view spoiler)[Kalena is always determined to do and be the best she very can. She doesn't give up easily, and hates when people doubt this strength of hers. She's a very focused girl. (hide spoiler)]
-independent (view spoiler)[Due to her history, Kalena has grown to be very independent girl. She can do many things for herself and doesn't really need anyone at all, except for her family and friends, of course. (hide spoiler)]
-fierce (view spoiler)[Kalena can of course lose her temper very easily. After a life time of work and a rollercoaster of emotions, she can easily get angry. Kalena gets especially angry when someone asks about her father, of if she's just in a very bad mood. (hide spoiler)]
-secretive (view spoiler)[Even though she doesn't have many secrets, Kalena hates to reveal to much about herself in fear of judgement. She loathes it when people ask about her father, and hates having to tell others. Kalena also hates telling others about her life (it is a rather shameful one). (hide spoiler)]
-shy (view spoiler)[Kalena can be quite shy at times. She has a lot of trouble making friends, and rather draws away from anyone who tries to befriend her (except for Felix). She is pretty antisocial. (hide spoiler)]
▒ Lɪᴋᴇs : climbing, stargazing, mysteries, storms, books
▒ Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs : poverty, the caste system, frauds, boredom, mushrooms
▒ Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs : dealing with emotion, independence, housekeeping, sees good in people, upper-body strength
▒ Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs : small spaces, antisociality, romance, curiosity, can’t say no

█ Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ : Kalena was born on a cloudy evening in a poor hospital. She came a little early; her parents' dinner was interrupted quite suddenly, and they had to rush to the delivery room. Kalena was an adorable child with a fuzz of blonde hair. It slowly turned brown as Kalena's years progessed. She grew up in a large family with four children including herself. Life was tough; Kalena's mother worked as a cleaning lady, regularly cleaning others' homes, while her father served customers at a local cafe. There wasn't much time to give the children attention. Of course, as infants, every one of them recieved an equal amount of it, but as they grew up there was less time to spent with them, and more with buying whatever food they could. Money was always scarce, spent on food, clothes, the childrens' schooling, etc.

When Kalena turned 12, she decided she would help her family earn money. She found her mother's sewing kit, and slowly taught herself to knit jumpers and scarves and socks, which she managed to sell every now and then. Earning a few coins delighted Kalena greatly, and as much as she wanted to spend them, she knew they needed to go to a proper cause.

Eventually, Kalena's mother had to take on two jobs. She occasionally washed clothes for those who couldn't, and Kalena helped. Kalena had plenty of work at home as well, by the time she was 15. Other than sewing and washing clothes, she cooked meals and cleaned the house, she dressed the younger children and put them to bed. Kalena also kept the front garden clear of weeds, and wheeled the rubbish bins onto the path to be collected later. Soon she was an expert at housework (but didn't rather enjoy it).

Now, Kalena had no friends except for one, a mischievous but caring boy she met when she was 8 years old. His name was Felix. The pair shared a wonderful friendship; they did everything together, and Felix even helped Kalena sell the scarves and jumpers she made. Felix was slightly better off than his friend; his parents owned the cafe Kalena's father worked in (the friends met when Kalena's father invited his managers and their sons (Felix had a younger brother) over for dinner one evening). As they grew older, they grew closer. Kalena, when she was 15, found she had a small crush on Felix, and vise versa. But of course, both were too shy to admit they liked each other and didn't want to spoil their friendship. Regardless, Felix was heartbroken when Kalena had to join the Selection, even though he knew his friend hated the royal family. Just to let her know, he told her his feelings right before she left.

But then, one night, two weeks after Kalena had turned 16, her father's close friend knocked lightly on the front door, soaking wet in the pounding rain that fell from the sky. He was staring at his feet and twirling his hat nervously in his hands when Kalena's mother opened it up. Kalena waited in the kitchen where she was washing the dishes from dinner, and heard her mother let out a sob.

Kalena's father's friend explained what had happened, after drying off with a towel. Both he and Kalena's father had just locked up the cafe for the night (they had to stay behind and clean up a bit). They followed their regular path towards home, and separated at a corner. They had said their farewells and split-regular stuff-but the friend hadn't known it would be the last time he said goodbye. The car came out of nowhere, squealing and sliding on the wet road. Kalena's father's ribs were crushed upon impact, and bursted a lung. His friend had stayed by his side, talking gently to him, until his death.

The family struggled even more so afterwards. They lost a large amount of money, and it seemed the cleaning and washing/sewing of clothes hardly helped. But then the Selection came around, when Kalena was 17. She had no interest in the royals whatsoever, let alone the prince. In fact she hated the royals, and how they had split Illea, the richest at the top, the lowest, poorest at the bottom. They had no right to do that; Kalena believed everyone should be treated as an equal, instead of being removed from everyone else just because they were a little low on money or had an illness. But Kalena knew, that if her family were to survive, the only way to do so was to move up to a richer Caste. And the Selection was the only way to do it. And besides, Kalena had told herself, if she became queen, she could eradicate the Castes. And thus, Kalena applied for the Selection. She was actually rather overjoyed when she made it, but dreaded having to have a relationship with the prince, or any of his family members for that matter. But Kalena knew it was for the best.

▒ Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ :
Meira Voss {mother-48-alive}
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Tristan Voss {father-49-deceased}
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Sawyer Voss {sister-15-alive}
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Chrysler Voss {brother-13-alive}
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Micah Voss {brother-8-alive}
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█ Oᴛʜᴇʀ : She always wears a locket her mother gave to her before she left. It contains a family photo. Her mother thought it might be a little corny, but Kalena accepted it. It had been passed down by Kalena's grandparents, great-grandparents and so on, so they never sold it.
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♕Fιяѕт Nαмє♕

Sagittarius

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Atalanta

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Jacobsen

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Sage




♕Agє♕

18

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November 22

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Carolina

♕Tιмє Oƒ Bιятн ♕

Midnight



♕Fυℓℓ Pнуѕιcαℓ Dєѕcяιρтιση♕

Sage has long, silky, soft, straight, red hair that is usually worn in a high bun, except on screen, where it is whatever the director wishes. She has brilliant bright green eyes that startle most people, but look great in movies. Her eyes aren't just green: there are streaks of fiery blue, soft hazel, and even luminescent silver and gold. Her eyelashes are long and darker than her hair, so they almost look brown. Her eyebrows are the same color and seem to sharpen to a point at the end. She has a straight nose that is rounded on the end and slightly raised, but not enough to make her look like a pig. Her forehead is only slightly farther back then her chin from a side view. She has high cheekbones and a strong jaw, with thin lips. Sage's skin is fair and light and completely smooth. She is quite slender, and Sage owns the curves most girls wish for. She is tall for her age and any formal dress seems to fit her perfectly.












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♕Dяєѕѕιηg Sтуℓє♕

Usually formal, but Sage has been in a lot of action movies, where clothes can be rugged and dirty. At the palace, she is always formal. She wears a lot of make-up on screen, but prefers none, except a little bit of lip gloss. At the palace, she is expected to wear all kinds, and isn't entirely comfortable. Sage normally wears no jewelry, but, again, at the palace, it is expected, and so she doesn't have a choice in the matter.



♕Pєяѕσηαℓιту♕

Sage never wanted to enter the Selection. She loved her job and didn't particularly love the idea of becoming queen. But, her parents convinced her to enter because they saw the potential in Sage to become queen and they didn't want her to miss out on the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Sage could never refuse them. She never thought she would get picked anyway, so it didn't really matter to her. When she was picked, Sage was so shocked that she didn't come out of her room for days. She never wanted to stop being an actress, and she decided not to try for the throne once she got to the palace, so she could keep her job.

Sage started acting when she was 12 years old. Since then, she has been in almost every single movie that has been shown in theaters. She is extremely talented at what she does and Sage never wants to do anything else but act and sing. She writes her own songs and usually plays the melody.
She is quite intelligent, but loves attention, and can sometimes be obnoxious. She also has a pretty big ego and has maybe a little too much confidence in herself. Even though she doesn't want to be queen even though she would like the attention, Sage knows she would be a good one, and wouldn't deny it. She has many leadership qualities.

Sage usually gets what she wants, and even though she respects people 'inferior' to her, it may go to her already over-sized head. She doesn't usually ask for much, but when she does want something, she knows how to manipulate anyone into getting it for her.

Sage can be known to be secretive and mysterious, but she is always acting. Her instincts tell her that showing people what they want to see is the only way to get what you want. She can sometimes be seen as deceitful and dishonest because she can act her way out of any situation. Sage is passionate, but also a bit vain. She knows how to manipulate people, but she has a good enough heart to refrain from the usage of her acting skills unless it is a necessity. Sage never was entirely loyal, but she loves her parents, and if she ever made a close friend, he or she would be an exception. She doesn't think very highly of her current friends because all they care about is fashion and clothes and boys. Sage has an entirely different concept of life. Life is worth too much for becoming a model or trying to be what everyone wants you to be. Even though she loves wearing stylish and formal dresses or other clothing, she says that you should be able to do whatever you want in life, and, through this statement, Sage's true self can sometimes shine through her mask.

♕Pσѕιтιvє Tяαιтѕ♕

Adaptable, Adventurous, Appreciative, Articulate, Aspiring, Athletic, Attractive, Captivating, Challenging, Charismatic, Charming, Clever, Confident, Contemplative, Courteous, Courageous, Daring, Dedicated, Dramatic, Educated, Efficient, Elegant, Eloquent, Fair, Independent, Intuitive, Leaderly, Logical, Observant, Passionate, Perceptive, Persuasive, Protective, Respectful, Selfless at times, Spontaneous, Sweet, Vivacious, Witty, Competitive, Deceptive, Determined, Formal, Intense, Modern, Private, Sarcastic, Stylish, Undemanding

♕Nєgαтιvє Tяαιтѕ♕

Arrogant, Calculating, Conceited, Critical, Deceitful, Devious, Dishonest, Disloyal, Disorganized, Extreme, Fiery, Attention-seeking, Hostile, Impatient, Insincere, Misguided, Obnoxious, Opportunistic, Possessive, Scheming, Secretive, Strong-willed, Suspicious, and Unimaginative.

♕Hιѕтσяу♕

Sage's acting skills were first acknowledged when she participated in a old school play called the Lion King when she played the part of Young Simba. A group of reporters came to film the play to show that the Ones really did care about all their subjects, and they noticed her amazing talents straight away. They told a famous director about the acting prodigy and got a big job for her as an actress. She sometimes sings in musical movies as well.


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♔Gяαη∂ƒαтнєяѕ♔

Kingsley Leon Jacobsen
Cirrus Adrian Alvarez

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Myra Cody Jacobsen (Maiden Name: Rothschild)
Astrid Laila Alvarez (Maiden Name: Owaine)

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Spencer Altair Jacobsen

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Sparrow Elise Jacobsen (Maiden Name: Alvarez)

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Rory Holland Jacobsen
Laurily Farrow Jacobsen
Peyton Fauna Jacobsen



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♕Lιкєѕ♕

Acting, movies, singing, piano, violin, cello, guitar, television, technology, and soccer

♕Dιѕℓιкєѕ♕

Boys, leadership, and most other girls



♕Occυραтιση♕

Actress and singer

♕Cαѕтє♕

Two



♕Sтяєηgтнѕ♕

Acting, singing, piano, violin, cello, guitar, soccer, running, climbing, leaping, talking, and reading

♕Wєαкηєѕѕєѕ♕

School, math, learning, cooperating, and swimming



♕Oтнєя♕

Sage has a beloved black she-cat with eerie fiery blue eyes named Nevermore.








She was born under the sign of Sagittarius. It's how she got her name.

Name: Emily tre White

Nickname: Emma

Age: 17

Caste: 5

What she does: Photography

Personality: Sweet, kind, bubbly, weird, sometimes aggressive, not afraid to stand up for what she believes, and happy

Likes: Nature, Pictures, Oceans, and lakes

Dislikes: liars, and bitches

Looks: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1040754...
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/1040754...

Family:
Bella white (mom)
David White (dad)
Blum White (Sister, 12)
Thorn White (brother, 9)
Rose White (sister, 20)

Height: 5'3

Strength: photography