Post by santana lopez on Jun 2, 2011 23:23:20 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 // Santana Lopez
Age // 17 ~ March 8, 1994
Gender // Female
Race // Latina
Religion // Agnostic
Orientation // Bisexual
EVERYTHING ELSE
Personality // A sarcastic bad girl that’s always up for a party, Santana is the resident “Bad Girl” of the Glee club. Always searching for that new scandal to gossip about, Santana often takes it upon herself to stir the pot in order to get some excitement going on. No matter the circumstance Santana will usually have some sarcastic barb to launch at whoever seems to be in her way, the most common victim of Santana’s cat claws are none other than Rachel Berry. Definitely classified as a boy crazy girl, Santana has found her soul mate in her best friend, Brittany S. Pierce. Santana seems to hate a lot of things, but the person lucky enough to sit on the top of this list is Miss Rachel Berry.
Family // None yet revealed
Physical // Santana has long dark hair that she generally wears down or in a ponytail depending on which outfit she’s wearing that day. Speaking of clothes, Santana is always found wearing something fashionable, her favorite form of dress used to be her Cheerios uniform until she was forced to quit by Sue.
History // Santana Lopez was born in raised in Lima, Ohio alongside most of the other members of the Glee Club. Santana has a slightly sordid past; at the beginning of her tenure in Glee Santana was nothing more than another lackey for Quinn Fabre and a spy for Sue Sylvester. Despite the attitude she brought to the Glee Club, Santana quickly changed her tune and came to enjoy hanging out with the members of the Glee Club. She eventually quit being a spy for Sue and started exploring her singing abilities. Santana has a varied past when it comes to guys as well; she originally was dating Puck, then she went to Finn when she took his virginity, the Sam after she broke Quinn and him up, and is no currently dating a school bully after Santana confessed to Brittany that she loved her but Brittany didn’t reciprocate her feelings.
After the emotional rollercoaster of Nationals, Santana has spent the summer recharging and is ready to go this year; needless to say, she has some vile plans for Miss Star this year.
Rp Sample
Good lord . . . his lips are huge.
Santana sat across from Sam in one of the tacky pleather booths that night be featured in one of the nightmare that flaming fairy might have. Across the table from her Sam was just talking away, of course Santana wasn’t paying attention, she was just fixated on the way his mouth was so large. Santana was silently comparing it to a plethora of items. A hole. A drain. A fish. A hippo. A Black Hole. She had been doing this for the last half an hour. Sam was, of course, oblivious to the whole thing; he just kept talking about how he was so happy and excited and BLAH. It was enough to make her gag, but Santana didn’t show this. Despite his freakishly large mouth, Sam was a hot guy that, to be frank, Santana wanted to bump uglies with. This meant that for the sake of propriety –whatever that was- Santana was obligated to go on a date with him, even if that meant having to sit through an hour of him babbling about where Sam was from and all that jazz.
So as he continued to flap those guppy lips, Santana began to drift off in her own little world. What she wouldn’t do to just hook up with Brittany. Everything was so much simpler with her. Whenever Santana wanted to see Brittany, she just picked up the phone and they met at the local horror flick motel. When it was over that got up and walked away, none of that gushy mushy stuff that some guys were so into. “When am I going to see you again?” or “You wanna get breakfast?” but her favorite was “I love you.” Psh, men were nothing but playthings to Santana.
Finally, fed up with this social foreplay Santana finally just grabbed Sam’s hand and pulled him out of the booth.
“Where are we going?” Sam asked with that little half smile that was so damn cute.
“Somewhere we can hook up.” And they did, and it was . . . okay. That mouth was a little disappointing.
WHAT ABOUT YOU
Name // SYRUS
Age // 18
RP experience // 3 Years
Other // nothing
