Post by Rachelle Echo on Dec 28, 2010 15:00:24 GMT -8
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Close your eyes,
Nicknames: chelle, rah [ruh], chelley, echo, hell raiser, little angel, baby girl, abbie, brielle, elle, evie, jayme, am, amelie.
Age: twenty-one
Gender: female
Love Interest: heterosexual
Height: five foot nine inches
Weight: one hundred twenty two
Appearance ▼▼▼
Rachelle a wonder all her own. With her alluring bright blue-green eyes, surrounded by thick black lashes and finely shaped eyebrows, her eyes are beauty in one form. Her face has a delicate oval shape, with high cheek bones, plump pink lips, her eyebrows died the color of her hair, wide eyes, and an adorable button nose. Her teeth are in mint condition, and her ears are small in size, with three peircings each, two on the lobe and one at the top. Her hair, in fact, is the most original, and beautiful, part of her, as she's called it before, it's a vibrnt pink mop head, but in reality, her hair is silky, being the right strawberry blonde to be considered a shade of pink, in reality it is. Her hair waves down to her small waist, with Cleopatra styled bangs.
She has a slender neck, and small shoulders, and perfectly smooth arms, hair is never on them, and delicate hands, though the pads of her fingers are a bit caloused from when she was younger. Her cleavage is large, fully grown through her years, at about a D or DD. Her waist is small, going into a small stomach and wide hips with a round bottom and shapped thighs. Her calves are small but muscled, and her feet a small, over all, she's feminine in every way. She'll usually be caught in skinny jeans and a nice top, she enjoys wearing some mini-skirts and occasionaly dresses, when she has to look nice, she often wears skirts and fancy tops, but thats it. Most of all, she often wears knee length, five inch high, leather boots, there her pride and joy.
listen to their lies
Likes:
» music
» the moon
» art
» painting
» dancing
» power
Dislikes:
» the sun
» fire
» rude people
» sudden loud noises
» brats
» hate
Habits:
» tapping her fingers
» doodling on her hand
Talents:
» dancing
Phobias:
» arachnophobia - spiders
» astrapophobia - thunder/lightning
Personality ▼▼▼
so, yeah, past some people's beleifs of the average snobbish diva, i am none of the above. i may sing and dance on a stage or in videos, but i'm no stuck up bitch with the most hately side in the world. i'm sweet and caring, i don't like seeing my friends hurt one bit, and when they are, i try my hardest to make them better, i just don't like it when my friends are in pain. i really love to sing, i really do, but it gets boring once the same song is sung over a hundred times, it's annoying, you begin to hate the song. usually, i can get caught with a smile on my face, and a gleam in my eye, i'm a naturally happy person, really, i am.
when i'm mad, though, is completely different story, it takes quite a lot to make me completely pissed off, you'll know, because you'll mostlikely have me trying to beat the shit out of you, that's how mad you have to make me, and it's not easy, only one thing can piss me off that bad, and that's when you talk about my daddy or my mum. as i've said, i am a daddy's girl, and it's a sin to talk about the dead that way in my mind, especially my mother. oh, and, if you get me drunk on a good day, i'll be giggly and bubbly and happy, get me drunk on a bad day, i sound worse than a sailor, but either way, i do cuss, quite a bit actually.
only a matter of time untill we all find out.
History ▼▼▼
well, first off, my name is rachelle abrielle
so, my childhood besides the hair dye was rather boring, mum and daddy worked normal schedules, i started school at a nice age, main thing that was different was that i was scared shitless of thunderstorms, still am, but other than that everything was fine up until i was ten, that's when my mum died of long term liver failure, only thirty-eight and an alchoholic, wonderful, right? after her death, me and daddy became closer, he's the one who helped me get my first bra, now that was hilarious. he was there through thick and thin, and he's the one who made me decide music and dancing was perfect for me, he even enrolled me into hip-hop classes at fifteen, hell, he even got me into fire-dancing, which is dancing with things that a lit on fire, pretty fun really.
after i graduated highschool, i joined into the music industry, but it's really not all that great, rather boring really, but it's still money, and i still sing and dance, it's just not fullfilling. now, i'm twenty-one years old, still daddys baby girl, and i'm so free-spirited it hurts. oh! and i have a completely white kitten name snowflake!