Post by ramona railey on Jun 29, 2008 21:26:30 GMT -5
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age;; 15
experience;; um like three maybe ?
time zone;; errr.. U.S.A ?
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name;; Ramona Railey
nicknames;; Remy,
age;; 16, though she could pass for older.
date of birth;; August 5
species;; fallen angel
year;; 2nd
sexual orientation;; straight ?
occupation;; student
face claim;; Skye Sweetnam
general appearance;;
Ramona’s style of clothing is very unique, and eccentric. She loves her style, and she wouldn't change anything about it. She could be wearing her plaid skirt with suspenders, and then the next thing you know she could be wearing a Jessica Louise white dress looking oh-so innocent. Ramona is a very petite girl. Because of her French roots, she is built very small. The girl can put away more food than a trucker, but it never shows, in fact she often got accused of having an eating disorder, which made her laugh out loud. Ramona has always had flawless pale skin, never a blemish, or a red spot, her skin is rather odd though, being so pale even though she’s constantly in the sun, but then again maybe it was just a genetic thing because her parents were the same. Her skin looks great from the time she wakes up in the morning, to the time when she falls asleep. She doesn't really need make up, but that doesn't stop her from using it. She always has blushed cheeks, a powdered forehead and some kind of eye shadow.
Ramona hair has been many different styles and colors. She loves to experiment with her hair, dyeing it different colors like, blond on black, black on blond and adding a yellow, blue or pink high light here or there. It has also been many different styles, from the short bob cut to a long and curly due. But these days its pretty long, and a simple brown color, and just recently she died her bangs and few odd streaks hot pink. Ramona has Gorgeous eyes. Her natural color is a mixture of bright blue and bright green, but that’s not what you will usually see. Ramona is often wearing colored contacts, Green, Purple, even an orangey color, what ever colors she can get her hands on. She is usually wearing bright eye shadow and black eye liner, then again sometimes you wearing dark or pastel colors like blue and green. When ever the sun is out you will see her wearing her stylish square white sunglasses, her eyes are -for some odd reason- sensitive to light, and though she prefers dark places, she loves being outside, weither the suns bright or not.
general personality;;
Ramona the girl who knew all the answers to the questions that the teacher asked, and she always got the A+ on the test when no body else failed it- call her a nerd, she wont have objected-. She hated missing school, unless she was sick, and she still hated it. She always showed up forty-five minutes early too school, sometimes even earlier than most the teachers She was never the most popular people in school though, most called her an outcast and labeled her either nerd, freak, or sometimes loser. She never was one to put up a fight, because she knew she was different. She could do things that no one else could, like for instance when she fell of her motor-scooter and scraped her knee, before her mom could put a band aid on it, it would heal without a scab or scar. She was always smiling though, nothing able to get her down, that’s one thing that never changed about the girl, though as she got older things started to change for her.
Ramona's personality changes drastically when her parents died she was still always smiling, but it was fake more than real. She started to get into trouble that a thirteen year old shouldn't be getting into, all kinds of parties and drugs, not the kind of scene anybody should be getting into. And she would have these random burst of anger, where her powers would go bonkers as well. But she noticed a change in her gift. Used to she was healing , and white wings, there was fury her wings, they had changed more than anything. From gorgeously powder white, to midnight black, and they looked like they had been through a shredder. It freaked her out more than anything in the world. She was constantly paranoid for no real reason, mad one minute happy the other , and pissed the next. Kind of bipolar for a year or two. Her grandparent didn't know how to deal with her. Though when she was partying, she was always in a better mood, maybe it was the drugs, or the loud music but whatever it was it worked on her.
likes;;
[+] candy
[+]eating
[+]writing
[+]composing
[+]meeting new people
[+]dancing like a crazy person
[+]Halloween
[+]peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
[+]baking/cooking
[+]animals
[+]partying
[+]reading
dislikes;;
[-]coke a cola
[-]most old people
[-]brightness
[-]being judged
[-]jocks
[-]strawberry jelly
[-]pancakes
[-]being bored
[-]quiet places
[-]hot weather
[-]sweating
[-]cinnamon gum
[-]blueberries
fears;;
loosing her powers completely, though its not possible.
loosing control.
dying...of coarse.
ending up alone <---how she has always felt
dying...of coarse.
quirks;;
biting her nails
biting her lip.
randomly saying things that have nothing to do with the conversation.
being loud
always having energy
secrets;;
she hates what she is.
shes pretty much repulsed by herself
magyck;;
when she touches someone she can see the sins they've comited...not something she likes very much.
the power of healing, though if a persons lost[dead], she cannot bring them back.
seeing clips of the future through her dreams, though its only the bad stuff, and sometimes it doesn't even happen.
when her emotions run high, lockers doors start slamming, lights start flikering etc. though her parents never explaned to her the extent of that power, and though she hasn't been able to grasp it fully, she hopes that she will be able to control it, mostly because its the only power she likes.
she can hardly control any of her powers, and most of them had a tole on why shes so messed up.
family members;;
Ellen;;Mom;;dead
Robert;;dad;;dead
Rachel;;grama
michael;;grampa
frankie;;lil bro
history;;
Ramona Christine Railey was born in Paris, France, to Ellen and Robert Railey, on the date of August 5. She lived with her mother, father and her younger brother Frankie. Her brother was always the mature one out of the two, even though she was older, but no one really seemed to notice. Her parents always gave her a bit more appreciation then him, and she always felt bad for the fact. Ramona was always different from most people, in such ways she couldn't explain. Though she wasn't mature she was extremely smart, straight A student, good kid etc. Her powers were something that she tried to pretend she didn't have, but once it got to the point her dreams were happening in real life she confronted her parents. They explaned what she was and that she needed to take it with serious caution, because if anyone found out it would be bad. She wasn't sure what they meant by bad, but she listened to there demand. After a while she got used to the fact, and she actually started to like it. I mean what other kid could heal there scraped knee when they fell of there bike.
She lived with her family until she was 12, she and her brother were watching the television with their baby sitter, and there parents were out on there anniversary dinner. The baby sitter got a phone call from the Grandmother saying that she needed to bring the children up to the hospital, and that there parents had been in a fatal care accident. When they got there they found out that there parents died before they even reached the hospital. Aperantly they had gotton in a car accident, but it didn't make since to Ramona, I mean her mom was the best driver in the world and nothing added up. She later found out-listening in on her grandparenta- that the wounds were most defenently not from a care reck. Ramona and her brother then went to live with there Grams, and Gramps, and she let the whole thing go, I mean who was she to say thee docters were liars right ?Ramona's grandparents lived in a small rural town called Fredericksburg, Texas, she hated the idea of moving away from Paris, she felt that it was the only thing she had left to remind her of her parents, but she had no choice.
After her parents death, Ramona didn’t talk much, kept to herself and found solitude in music. Partying had become Ramona's new trend. She'd sneak out and walk to her friends house at 2 in the morning, slam the music and do all kinds of drugs. It had become her life, hell hath no fury like a mad teenager. But her attitude wasn't the only thing that took a turn for the worse. Ramona's powers seemed to morph as well, scariest of all was the change in her wings. They went from pearly white, to deathly black, and she didn’t know what to do about it. Apparently her grandma was the generation that the gene skipped, and she didn't know much about angels. But it was pretty obvious she had fallen from grace aka she was a fallen angel. Her grama promised that just because this had happened it didn't mean she was bad person, but Ramona thought completely opposite. Once she tearnd 16 Ramona's grandparents sent her to a place called Winterthorn academy, a place were she'd learn to control her powers and make friends. But to Ramona, it seemed her grams and gramps were just trying to git rid of her.
post sample;;
The next morning, someone’s alarm went off a bit to early for her likings, and it ended up flying across the room and smashing into the dodger blue wall. A small groan of annoyance slipped from Jenny's mouth, and she shoved one of her pink pillows over her head. “Stupid alarm clock,” she mumbled through the cotton. Leaning forward she rubbed her eyes, and looked at the clock that was now laying sideways, surprisingly unharmed, and read it. 5:00. Why was her alarm set to 5:00, was it some kind of joke that her brother had played with her, or was her alarm just malfunctioning, either one, she was still pissed, I mean school didn’t start till 9:05, she normally didn’t get up till around 7:00. Now that she was awake, there wasn’t anyway of her to get back to sleep. Taking a deep breath letting it out slowly, tumbling off her tall bed and stretching her arms toward the ceiling, she walked toward her bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.
Only minutes later she emerged bleary eyed and red cheeked.
She needed caffine and fast. She entererd her walk-in closet, and rummeged through the clothes untill she found something that made her happy. Jenny descend down the stairs in her black leggings, layered with a jean mini, a pink long sleeve V-neck T-shirt, and her light green old-navy jacket, she always looked good, in what ever she wore, with her light blond hair, and blue eyes. She was one of the schools prettiest girls, along with Bella, Lizzie and Massie. Her footsteps were light as she hit the tile floor, no longer on carpet her shoes made a light clicking with each small, yet quick and steady step. Each movement she made, her nerves became more frazzled, and she just knew that day was going to be a very hectic one no matter what she did.
Only minutes later she emerged bleary eyed and red cheeked.
She needed caffine and fast. She entererd her walk-in closet, and rummeged through the clothes untill she found something that made her happy. Jenny descend down the stairs in her black leggings, layered with a jean mini, a pink long sleeve V-neck T-shirt, and her light green old-navy jacket, she always looked good, in what ever she wore, with her light blond hair, and blue eyes. She was one of the schools prettiest girls, along with Bella, Lizzie and Massie. Her footsteps were light as she hit the tile floor, no longer on carpet her shoes made a light clicking with each small, yet quick and steady step. Each movement she made, her nerves became more frazzled, and she just knew that day was going to be a very hectic one no matter what she did.
