Post by brittany on Jun 3, 2011 21:12:48 GMT -5
You Can Read Me
---------------Like an open book
---------------Like an open book
You Can Tear Me Down
---------------And bring be back Again
THE BASICS
---------------And bring be back Again
THE BASICS
Name // Brittany Susan Pierce
Age // 17 (birthday: 25th June)
Gender // female
Race // dutch
Relgion // the one with the cross
Orientation // bisexual
EVERYTHING ELSE
Personality // Brittany likes a lot of things. Breadsticks at Breadstix are something she likes. She also enjoys singing and dancing and being popular and hairography and her cats, Charity and Lord Tubbington. She doesn't like... hm... There's not a whole lot that Brittany doesn't like.
Family // Frank Pierce (father). Amanda Pierce (mother). Samantha Pierce (sister)
Physical // Brittany is tall. At about 5'8, it's the thing that stands out most about her (in a literal sense too). She's blonde and slim with curves in all the right places. She's a truly a beautiful girl.
History // Brittany was born in Lima, Ohio to Frank and Amanda Pierce. She was never the brightest light on the Christmas tree, but she was certainly one of the shiniest. It's clear when she gets called names like Tweedle Dumb but Sue Sylvester but Brittany barely seems to notice it at all.
WMHS was the high school she ended up in and although it's still a wonder to some how she even managed to even get through school , the ability to cheat on a few tests or get help with her homework seems to explain it.
Joining the cheerios was one of the best things she ever did but with her agility, it seemed like a good fit. She popularity grew, along with friends like Quinn and Santana until the whole thing with the glee club. Things just got crazy after that.
Rp Sample
Brittany sat at the table in the food court of the mall. She looked fairly relaxed, head tilted to the side, twirling her blonde locks between the fingers of her left hand as her right held on to the large raspberry flavoured slushy.
She took another moment, just sitting there, sipping on her slushie before grimacing at the taste of it and staring straight into the cup, probably too close, which would explain the odd stare she got from the the middle-aged woman at the other table.
Looking up, she glanced around again. Her slushie was raspberry but Brittany was certain she had intended to get the blue one. Turning back to the store she got it from, everything made sense. With a large picture of a red slushie, Brittany vaguely remember pointing at it and saying, “I want that one,”... And then it all made sense.
She stayed fairly still after that, almost like a statue lost in thought before sitting up straight with confusion on her face as she took a look around, almost as though she had forgotten why she was even there.
Finding herself alone, she stood up and walked away, heading for one of the stores in hopes of maybe buying a scarf or some gloves.. Or some gloves and a scarf.. She hadn't really thought it through but two minutes into her walking she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh,” she said out loud before turning and heading back to the table where she had left her bag behind. Picking it up, she was on her way again, hopefully with more success this time.
She took another moment, just sitting there, sipping on her slushie before grimacing at the taste of it and staring straight into the cup, probably too close, which would explain the odd stare she got from the the middle-aged woman at the other table.
Looking up, she glanced around again. Her slushie was raspberry but Brittany was certain she had intended to get the blue one. Turning back to the store she got it from, everything made sense. With a large picture of a red slushie, Brittany vaguely remember pointing at it and saying, “I want that one,”... And then it all made sense.
She stayed fairly still after that, almost like a statue lost in thought before sitting up straight with confusion on her face as she took a look around, almost as though she had forgotten why she was even there.
Finding herself alone, she stood up and walked away, heading for one of the stores in hopes of maybe buying a scarf or some gloves.. Or some gloves and a scarf.. She hadn't really thought it through but two minutes into her walking she stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh,” she said out loud before turning and heading back to the table where she had left her bag behind. Picking it up, she was on her way again, hopefully with more success this time.
WHAT ABOUT YOU
Name // -V-
Age // blank
RP experience // over a decade
Other // Nah
