WILLIAMS, aristotle luna

[aristotle luna williams]

Will You Tell Me

---------------That you love me once more[/center]

Hold Me Like You

---------------Care more than you actually do
THE BASICS [/center][/color]
Name // Aristotle Luna Williams
Age // 17, June 20th
Gender // female
Race // caucasion
Relgion // catholic
Orientation // heterosexual
Play By // Becky Lou Filip

EVERYTHING ELSE

Personality // If you were to use one word to describe this girl, it would have to be sweet. She always tries to be helpful, but she knows when to be tough. She may be sweet, but she isn't very social. She's almost awkward really. She hates being the center of attention with anything. She does, however, love music. She's very much interested in singing and piano, but doesn't have enough courage to do it on her own. She enjoys dark chocolate and laying on the grass and looking up at the stars. Her stomach does not agree with spicy foods.

She's very innocent and imaginative. She has been sort of a sheltered child, not having parents to tell her things or show her things. Creativeness comes out when playing piano or painting something.
Family // Rene Williams - Mother - Deceased
Ilario Williams - Father - Deceased
Erica Greene - Adoptive Mother
Physical // She's around 5'6'' and weighs about 129 pounds. She's a very petite girl and has no muscle on her whatsoever. She has shoulder-length curly red/brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Her tone complextion is very pale, but she doesn't mind. She usually dresses in jeans and nice shirts, but sometimes she'll throw on the occasional dress if she's feeling it. She most known for always wearing Converse though. Some people wear them, but she usually has the ones that pop out. She usually colors them, or if she gets white ones, will paint something on them. It's very unique and that about as center of attention as she gets.
History // She was born to Ilario and Rene Williams in Verona, Italy. She grew up in a rather large home with nothing to really do. Her parents were always working and she had a 'nanny' but she usually just fended for herself. For Christmas, she usually got extravigant gifts like the latest technology that a small child could handle. She honestly could care less about all those things. The only thing she ever got for Christmas she used more than twice was the piano. She took lessons for most of her childhood years until both her parents passed. Her mother died from lung cancer when she was six. Her father had a run-in with a drunk driver when she was seven.

She was put into an adoption home and when she was thirteen, Erica Greene from the United States, came and took her in. She understood that she didn't want just menial things. Erica got her a piano and a little art center for her room. She continued piano lessons and then started to take voice lessons. When the time came for preformances with the singing, she almost passed out. Obviously, her singing alone in front of a crowd is not happening any time soon.

When she was old enough to attend high school, she was admitted to McKinley High. Some of the kids were just plain crude and rude to her. She hated being just the random face in the crowd that everyone thought was quirky and awkward. She just joined the art club and music classes to kind of branch out. Now she's a junior and just in the art club mostly. She still does band and plays the flute. She tries to still stay unnoticed in the crowd of people in the school.
Rp Sample

The small, gray dog was running around the park, keeping a close eye on the bag by the bench. He didn't need anyone taking his bag while he was so far away from his home. He started to feel that odd thing in that stomach once again. He ran over to the black messenger bag and dragged it behind a bush. This was the problem with turning into a dog; he couldn't control when he changed back into himself. He just laid down in the grass, waiting for the dog form to turn back into the human form. It wasn't long until the sudden flash appeared and he was sitting Indian style in the grass. He quickly took out the blue jeans and underwear he'd packed in the bag and slipped them on. After that, he stood up and got his black Converse on and the V-neck gray shirt on. He ran his fingers through his curly head of hair and picked up the messenger bag.

While walking to the front, he started to feel dizzy, a regular side effect to this transformation. He quickly grabbed a bench underneath a tree and just stretched out on the bench. He enjoyed being a dog most the time, but not knowing when he was going to change back scared him. The first time he did that, it was early morning and thankfully no one was around. He dived around bushes and trees on the way back to his place. It didn't take him long to get back, but he's pretty sure one person saw his ass. Oh well. At least it wasn't saggy or anything. He worked out on a daily basis; he needed to keep in shape for the girls in this town. His 'relationships' his junior year of high school were all over the place.

He just closed his eyes and began to think about what he was going to do the rest of the day. Probably just hang around his apartment since he had no school work to get done. Perhaps go to a cafe and hit on some girls. He knew that he was a man whore and didn't deny it. He just didn't like the idea of settling down with anyone. He just hasn't met 'the one' or anyone close to it. Maybe she'll be around the corner or maybe it'll take him ten more years. Either way, he was just going to live life to the fullest.

WHAT ABOUT YOU

Name // Kale.
Age // 16...almost 17
RP experience // 4 years
Other// Nope.

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