Post by pinnedupbyangels on Mar 24, 2011 21:50:11 GMT -5
DANA*ELISE*SUTTON
Name: Dana Elise Sutton
Age: 24.
Species: Demon
Group: The Numians - Faction leader
Ability: Glamour
Occupation: Dancer
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Face Claim: Dianna Agron
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: 5'6
Body Build: Slim, but toned.
Distinguishing Marks: An inverted cross tattoo on the back of her neck, a heart with a lock on her left ring finger, a barbwire tattoo around her left wrist, and a tongue piercing.
Clothing: Dana is a demon, yes, but that doesn't stop her from wearing floral dresses and cardigans all the time. Her fashion sense is quite girly, but when she doesn't feel like wearing a dress, she'd usually wear a tank top, a pair of skinny jeans, a leather jacket, and the like.
Likes: Talking, dancing, photography, singing, parties, nighttime, music, men, rainy days, giving advice, literature, money, fame, art, stargazing, romance movies, cheesy pick-up lines, drinking.
Dislikes: Arrogance, animal cruelty, ignorance, smoking, lying, bad jokes.
Goals: To finally be recognized for her talent in dancing, and finally find her match.
Fears: Failure and the feeling of not being good enough. Dana is a perfectionist; she hates failing and being rejected by anyone.
Overall Personality: Dana's overall personality is pleasing. She loves to give people the attention that they deserve, and she is known to be thoughtful, caring, and loving when it comes to the people who are dearly close to her. Working as a dancer in Las Vegas though, she learned how to communicate with people, whether it'd be physical or emotional. Dana is enticing to say the least, always leaving people something to talk about. She is usually hard to approach; it's because she's too intimidating, or it's just the aura that she gives off.
Dancing for people for money or for pleasure is Dana's way of coping for everything she'd lost. The loss of her parents and her frequent transfer of foster homes had made me weak, fragile. This made her oblivious to her feelings, refusing to feel the sadness, the rejection she'd used to get. Now that she knows she's a demon and has the power of changing her appearance the way she wants to look like, Dana had become confident, a little snobby, and bitchy because of it. But, deep inside, there's this part of Dana that still longs for love, someone who would match her.
Relatives: Father: Eric Sutton (deceased)
Mother: Darla Hughes Sutton (deceased)
Dana is an only child. She is not aware of her relatives from either side of the family and has no contact with them, except for her aunt Denise Hughes, who is the older sister of her deceased mother, who also happens to be a demon.
Overall History: Twenty-four years ago, a healthy baby girl was brought into this world by Darla Hughes Sutton, a young actress and the loving wife of Eric Sutton, her caring husband and a movie director. They decided to name this baby girl Dana Elise. All was well in the Sutton family. Dana kept her parents sane from the stress and pressure of work. And since her parents worked so hard, Dana lived a seamless, perfect life as she was growing up.
That perfect life was taken away from her when her parents died when she was five years old. The cause of their death was a tragic plane crash, and that left little Dana an orphan. She was going to inherit all the money and stuff her parents left behind, but she isn't able to have access to it unless she turns eighteen years old. Dana jumped from one foster home to another for eight years, and after that long wait, her aunt, Denise Hughes, the older sister of her mother, adopted her. Her aunt waited for her to become fifteen to finally tell her that Dana was a demon, and every female on her mother's side was. Her aunt believes that this demon thing is a curse brought upon them way back in the 1600's, and the first demon ever was an ancestor of theirs. Ever since then, Dana had learned to control her powers of glamour, and she uses this ability to get away from trouble, seduce men that she likes, or just for fun.
Being from New York originally, she left her aunt and the city she grew up in to become a dancer in the City of Sin - Las Vegas, Nevada. Here, she enjoys dancing for nightclubs and enticing men, and with her power of physical appearance change, there is never a dull day in the life of Dana Sutton.
OOC Name: Chandra
Age: 15
Years RPing: 5 years, on and off.
Example:
It's been a while since the last time Charlaine saw one of her best friends, who was Tiffany. The last time they saw each other was way back in January, and Charlaine was feeling quite guilty about not getting the chance to spend more time with her. Tiffany's a big bubble of fun, and Charlaine was sure of that. She'd had the most fun whenever she was with Tiffany.
It was a Sunday, and Charlaine had a day-off. She just spent the morning cooking up breakfast with her older sister, Avelyn, and she called Tiffany the night before, asking if it was okay with her if they could have lunch today.
This morning, as she was being quite the chef with her sister, her phone rang, but she wasn't that fast enough to be able to pick up her phone. It went on voicemail, and she was more than thrilled to find out that Tiffany had agreed to meet up with her in the heart of Manhattan, New York.
The sun was out today, and Charlaine was wearing her red, floral, vintage sundress and her favorite pair of black Raybans. The taxi ride to The Russian Tea Room, where she asked to meet Tiffany, was only a few minutes away from the condo she shared with her sister. The yellow cab she was in stopped directly in front of the establishment, and she payed him generously. The cab driver smiled at her before driving away, and she gave him a soft smirk in return.
Charlaine skipped toward the entrance of the building, and sat in one of the stools the restaurant had. She fixed her gaze on the entrance, waiting for her friend's arrival.
It was a Sunday, and Charlaine had a day-off. She just spent the morning cooking up breakfast with her older sister, Avelyn, and she called Tiffany the night before, asking if it was okay with her if they could have lunch today.
This morning, as she was being quite the chef with her sister, her phone rang, but she wasn't that fast enough to be able to pick up her phone. It went on voicemail, and she was more than thrilled to find out that Tiffany had agreed to meet up with her in the heart of Manhattan, New York.
The sun was out today, and Charlaine was wearing her red, floral, vintage sundress and her favorite pair of black Raybans. The taxi ride to The Russian Tea Room, where she asked to meet Tiffany, was only a few minutes away from the condo she shared with her sister. The yellow cab she was in stopped directly in front of the establishment, and she payed him generously. The cab driver smiled at her before driving away, and she gave him a soft smirk in return.
Charlaine skipped toward the entrance of the building, and sat in one of the stools the restaurant had. She fixed her gaze on the entrance, waiting for her friend's arrival.