Post by Brooklyn Alexis Milen on Apr 17, 2009 12:54:49 GMT -5
Brooklyn Alexis Milen
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Name: Brooklyn Alexis Milen
Age: fourteen
Year(Grade): 9th grade/ freshmen
Birthdate: november 10th 1994
Birthplace: Miami, Flordia
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Play-By:Taylor Momsen
Canon or Original:Canon
keep me holding on…
Likes:(ATLEAST 5)
- Shopping
- Reading
- Photography
- Music
- Fashion
Dislikes:(ATLEAST 5)
- Insects
- Storms
- Fake people
- her sister
- Animal testing
Strengths:(ATLEAST 5)
- Playing the piano
- Making clothes
- Great memory
- Listening to others
- Good at acting
Weaknesses:(ATLEAST 5)
- Her family
- Candy
- Working
- talking in big crowds
- being in her sisters shadow
Fears:(ATLEAST 5)
- Always being stuck in her sisters shadow
- Not becoming a fashion designer
- Falling in love with someone
- Heights
- Embarrassing herself in front of important people
Overall Personality:
To put it simply Brooklyn is a train wreck, she is always falling over something, walking into doors or accidently hurting herself. She has no idea where on earth she picked up her clumsiness from, but she knows that she is cursed with it for the rest of her life. At times it can be a good thing, for example she could ‘accidently’ fall into a cute guy. But she isn’t the type of girl who does things like that, even though it looks like it. On countless occasions she has literally fallen on top of people in the bus giving them wrong impressions, but there isn’t really anything she could do but apologize.
Unlike her sister, who is the typical poplar and smart girl, Alexis just tends to live in her shadow. She doesn’t make her self seen and usually blends in with the background. The main reason for this is because although they are twins she thinks that she would never be able to compete with her. Also who would choose Brooklyn over her amazing sister?
However when she is with her group of friends it is almost as if she is a completely different person. Brooklyn is the type of girl who laughs, a lot. You can’t really blame her though, she does tend to do funny things because of her clumsiness. Her friends mean the world to her and she’d to anything to protect them, especially --- --- Lenol who is her best friend. Brooklyn is generally a fun loving girl who does like to have a good time, but you’d have to take the time talk to her and get to know her before you can believe that.
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Parents:
Mother- Michelle Milen- 38- Doctor
Father- Thomas Milen -41- Lawyer
Siblings: --- --- milen 2 14, highschool
Best Memory: When she was about to play a friendly prank on lenol but at the last moment she fell over, causing them both to laugh for ages.
Worst Memory: When her parents got her sister more and better presents for her birthday becauseshe was the favourite.
Overall History: Born on the 10th of November along with her sister, Brooklyn was younger by 6 miniutes.What she didn’t realise though was that these six miniutes would change her life. Her parents had only really wanted one child, one perfect girl. That is exactly that they got with Brooklyns' older sister, this then made Brooklyn feel as if she was being neglected, which was true. Growing up Brooklyn always wondered why she wasn’t given as much attention or love and at first she fighted for it. But after a couple of months she realised that it was useless and just began fading into the background.
Brooklyn and her sister might be identical twins but they really couldn’t be any more different, where her sister was the smart popular one. Brooklyn turned out as the klutzy quiet one, but after a while she really didn’t mind. If it wasn’t for her so called ‘family’ then she would never have been so quiet, meaning she would never have made the friends that she has now. She’s quite content with the life she is living, she does sometimes think about what it would be like if she was the first born, but she would never wish for it to change. Brooklyn is quite happy with the life that she is leading now.
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Hair: Blond
Face: Oval shaped
Skin: Clear, pale
Body: quite skinny, slim
Clothing Style: Casual yet sophisticated
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Name: Zoey
Age: sixteen
Years of Experience: three years +
RP sample:
Sitting comfortably on her bed Emilee looked at the scattered papers in front of, all her work had been done, finally! Looking towards her wardrobe she glared at it, seeing as the dress she was planning on wearing was hanging there. It was a baby pink colour, with some form of frills, Emilee wondered why on earth she had even thought of buying something as revolting as it. Walking over to her closet she grabbed the dress, swung the closet doors open and flung the dress inside, there was absolutely no way in Hell, she was going to wear that. Peering through what else she had, she pulled out a little black and white striped dress, sure it was simple but in her opinion it was sophisticated. Even if it was slightly plain, she could always glam it up with jewellery. She pulled out from under her bed black stilettos, main reason she usually wore heels was because she was short and they matched the dress of course. Running her fingers through her hair, she sighed in the mirror, straightening it would just have to do. It was only a dance after all, there would be many more to come.
Before heading out Emilee reached for her handbag, in which she stuffed the necessary items, and exited her room. She began walking to school and saw people driving past in cars playing loud music, most of them obviously to dance. She raised an eyebrow wondering why idiots found to blare music through speakers, it was just unnecessary. Finally reaching the line for the tickets she’d seen how long it was ’Oh you have got to be kidding me!’ She thought to herself, but still reluctantly taking her place. After waiting impatiently she took the ticket, gave the money and headed indoors. Looking around she saw groups of friends standing together laughing and just talking. But as she scanned the crowd she couldn’t sot anyone familiar, well that was until she saw a maroon dress, looking to the girl who was wearing it she saw Isabella. Glad to have found someone, Emilee cautiously made her way towards her, trying not to shove people out of the way in the process. ”Bella!” She said happily reaching her sister, ”Can you please remind me what I’m doing here? It’s really not my kind of thing. You look nice by the way!” Emilee said, stopping her moaning for a minute after observing what her sister was wearing.
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