&&; chris james

[–› CHRiS JAMES]

AB0UT Y0U

_Contact Information:: PMage meh.
_Gender:: Femaleh.
_Other characters:: o.0 noneth.

Y0UR CHARACTER

_Name:: Chris Taylor James
_Nicknames:: --
_Age:: 17
_Birthday:: October 31, 1990
_Eye Color:: Murly Green
_Hair Color:: Orangish red
_Weight:: 110 roughly
_Height:: 5'7
_Canon or Original:: Original
_Celebrity Portrayal:: Haley Williams

_Personality::

Our girl is hard, tough, vicious. Mean to a very good degree she can take pain and deal it out just as well, if not more so and to a greater extent. A b i t c h in stilettos she’s perfected the art of stabbing one to death with one heel off, one heel on, which adds another ‘reason why I should fear Miss Chris James’ to the lengthy list, after all, she wears stiletto heels just so much of the time… She’s a flame-thrower, saucy with an attitude. Opinionated and sure in her way, she has no sort of lack of confidence, though arrogance? She knows she isn’t the prettiest, and she knows very well that even if she was, people would still lie, cheat, and lead her on so she has absolutely no problem with it. Colorful and vibrant, vivid and dangerous. She isn’t fond of ‘predictability’ or others thinking that they are untouchable, and has this spite that you wouldn‘t believe! Spite that will be sending her out of her way to bring someone down a notch or prove another wrong. Sinful pride will never allow her to lower herself and sinful pride will lead her into utmost trouble. Not that it hasn’t already, and not that anyone can say she isn’t fun in a game of truth and dare, loving dares and risks more then honesty.

She’s a liar when she wants to be, a fine actor as well. Good at keeping things to herself, all the while not being overly fond of telling her business, she’s private and makes clear stakes on what one may and may not know. She’s self reliant and enjoys her independence, with a ‘I don’t need you’ attitude, she smirks so smugly at most, loving her freedom. Loving the ability to do what she likes, pleases, to do as she wishes because she doesn’t need anything anyone has. She can get it herself, and heaven knows, as most know, that if she wants something she can get it. No matter what it is she is the sort who will, will, will. Miss James is a fighter, violent, a touch, too, she doesn’t hesitate to play unfair, she follows the philosophy of ’If it’s worth fighting for, it’s worth fighting dirty for’. Has a somewhat short fuse and an explosive temper, accompanied with moodiness on most occasions she‘s a ticking time bomb people are playing hop potato with in hopes of not being the one getting burned. She use to be in anger management when she lived with her parents, but after she moved [was kicked] out she quit the program, not that it did much for her when she was in it. She’s hard on nearly everyone, critical and harsh, not that she isn’t a trial to get along with it’s only when people want more that it becomes a problem.

Sarcastic, cynical, sadistic, twisted… She is passionate about things she does, putting her all in anything and everything, her saving grace but also the scissors that clip her wings. Pain is something felt but not really… ‘accepted’. As far as everyone’s [including her] concerned she has no tender emotions. She feels hate, anger, rage and other then that? Indifference and boredom. She can be a flirt when she’s tipsy. Friendly and comfortable going home with men, when drunk, is the usual for her. But when she’s sober things turn a nastier turn and she becomes a bit more difficult for men to deal with. That and she’s rather fond of how things work. She has many male companions, but very few boyfriends in her history, and she has absolutely no problem with that.


_Sexual Preference:: Straight
_Likes:: dward scissorhands. Freddy Kruger. Silent hill. Dogs. Cats. Birds. Loud music. Tattoos. Nail polish. Hair dye. Risky things. Truth or dare. Twister. Paintball. Boxing. Drummers. Rainy days. Metallic colors. The city. Dogs. Coloring books. Boys. Werewolves. Drum solos. Guitar solos. Gambling. Pool. Bars. Flirts. Cotton candy. SOUR pickles. Hot chips. Fireworks. Candles.
_Dislikes:: Parfaits. Coffee aftertaste. Posers. Yellow. White chocolate. Spiders. Fake nails. Paper work. Sad movies. Humidity. Windy days. Roaches. History. Being cheated on. Dracula / vampire stories. Poetry that doesn’t rhyme. Sweet pickles. Chili. Soup. Southern drawl.
_Habits:: Rubbing her arms, eating too many pickles.
_Fears:: Getting pregnant, Old people, thongs, && guys with no hair.

_Notebale Scars:: Nope
_Piercings:: --
_Tattoos:: Red butterfly on her shoulder. Cuts on her ribs, looks like her skin was shredded ever gruesomely and one can see all the inside, blood, veins, the rest that would be in there if it was actually real. Beautiful, exquisite, took forever get completed, though.

_Clique:: Not really apart of one
_History::

October 31, 1990. Renee James was squeezing the hand of Daniel James, screaming. Then came the tender cry of a child. The doctor informed that it was a baby girl. The new parents couldn't be more happier as they looked upon, Chris Taylor James for the first time.

She was daddy’s little girl. Following him everywhere and taking advantage of how much love her father had for her. She was informed that her father was a star and her mother wasn't. But they fell in love with each other and decided that it didn't matter. Therefore that she was a half-star. Then her mother died. As much as her dad sulked and wept, she thought he'd never re-marry. Chris was far from right. She got the stepmother and the step-children breathing down her neck.

After that was when things turned worse, she had ripped the bond between her and her father, always blaming her regret of a life on him, and telling how much she had trusted the fact that if he did get re-married, he'd make she actually liked the person he married. He failed and Chris insulted him about it almost everyday. She became meaner, a bit more resentful, and simply just a bit more ‘unpleasant’. She didn’t get along with that beast of a woman and those little snot nose children pissed her off to the utmost extents. And then having her farther not believe her and think it was simply this ‘traumatic experience of losing her mother’…

At the age of seventeen she was kicked out after being charged with assault and battery after getting into a physical argument with her stepmother. Now, admittedly she was still a minor [by a year] but, heaven forbid that no one cared and one freaking year didn’t make a difference to a girl who thought she was grown.

Miss Chris took the car that her father had gotten her for her seventeenth birthday without his permission, and a suitcase full of her belongings. Though he still was hurt from the words she'd told him before she left, he let her get away with it. The woman he'd married ended up leaving him because he still missed his daughter. Now he was alone and his only child was out on her own.

0N A SiDE N0TE

_RP Experience:: 1 year
_Read the Rules:: Shoovalution.

[marz malone]

Welcome to Yorkwood! Chris - it looks as if your personality would merge well with the community we're trying to create!

Please proceed to the OFFICE to meet with our founder, Lub, to be sorted into a house (you will be competing with other houses with marks and sports achievements).

You will also meet your "sponsor" - a senior student to the school who will show you around the school and insure that you don't get lost. Your sponsor is... Marlene Malone. She'll meet you in the office after you meet Lub.

Hope you enjoy your highschool experience here... All complaints can be forwarded to myself or Liberty.