Post by Dani James on Jul 10, 2008 0:12:16 GMT -5
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name;; Zaydee, Zay, Zee, O’Keefe,
age;; 74892389044597589043749 Seconds. I think.
experience;; Like 4?
time zone;; My time. Texan’, baby.
password;; You can't find the password here~
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name;; Danielle Adrien James (but hates going by Danielle, prefers Dani.)
nicknames;; Dani, Adri, James, make something up.
age;;17
date of birth;; April 27, 1991
species;; Gifted Human
year;; Junior
sexual orientation;; Boys, but hey, people get curious.
occupation;; student
face claim;; Hayley Williams
general appearance;; For the time being, Dani is a fiery redhead (her preferred color), but who knows how long that will last. Her hair is known to change colors every few months, the natural color being blonde but hardly ever worn anyone. Dani’s hair is fairly long, reaching just passed her shoulders and its almost always straight and spiked up in sort of fashion. Her natural eye color is pretty emerald green, but, like her hair, her eyes are always changing and it isn’t uncommon for her to be seen sporting abnormal-colored contacts, such as violet and aqua. Her skin tone is somewhat normal; she isn’t grossly pale, but she isn’t particularly tan, either. She doesn’t wear a lot of makeup (that’s for clowns!) She mainly sticks to eye liner and shadow, and a little bit of cover up.
Dani’s height is average, standing at about 5’7” and weighing 111 lbs. She’s not anorexic or sickly skinny at all. She used to be teased a lot when she was younger because she was the last one to develop, but she managed to fill out in these passed couple years and she’s uses that to her advantage sometimes.
Clothing-wise, random is the best way to describe Dani. She’s always wearing something different, usually band tees or tees with sayings on them. Some call her a fashion nightmare while others applaud her for being original. As long as she’s comfortable in what she wears, she doesn’t care.
general personality;;
To you;; Dani is whoever she feels like being that day. She isn’t fake but sometimes she chooses to be her calmer self and sometimes she chooses to be loud and somewhat obnoxious. She has problems trusting people however, you would never know with her outgoing attitude. She will be your best friend but if you want to know all of Dani, the true person she is inside, you have to earn it and it is not easy.
Piss her off;; and you better run. Fast. Because she will catch you and make you pay. She’s is the last person you want to mess with when she is angry but lucky for you, she doesn’t get angry easily. So whatever you did to piss her off, know that it BAD and that she will get even with you, one way or another, even if she has to wait until you’re asleep to do it. The girl’s a fighter, so don’t mess with her. Dani cusses a lot, too. She doesn’t have a ‘problem’ that’s just the way she is. She likes to cuss, dammit, so don’t you try to tell her she can’t.
The girl’s got nerve;; And she will try anything once. Anything at all. Things, people, they spark her curiosity and life is too short for her to waste it on being shy. She loves to drink and party and yes, she loves to have sex, but no, you jerk, she isn’t a whore. If she likes you, chances are she’ll tell you or flirt enough that you’ll know. She doesn’t back down from people and she doesn’t take crap from them the way she used to. Fuck that. She is her own person and she’ll say, do, listen to, watch, wear and be with whoever she pleases. Most of this is a result of her mother dying. With no real parental guide in her life Dani slowly became the loud, extremely outgoing person she is today. She’ll drink if she wants to and she’ll go party when she feels like it.
Spontaneous is my middle name, bitch;; You never know what Danni is going to do next, so hang if you’re coming along for the ride. She’s capable of anything and more than half the time she will. You might think its multiple personality disorder but its just Dani being Dani so deal.
All in all, there is a big part of Dani that no one really knows. She’s held on this outgoing persona because it’s the only thing she feels can hide the pain she harbors inside. She secretly longs to fall in love one day but she’s afraid to get hurt. She also blames herself for her mother’s death and that, she will never tell anyone. No one knows the Dani that spends her nights crying herself to sleep or wishing she had someone to truly hold and say she loved. And as far she’s concerned, no will ever know.
likes;;
(+)Partying
(+)Drinking
(+)Sex
(+)Boys
(+)Girls?
(+)Loud music
(+)Laughing
(+)Cupcakes
(+)Coffee
(+)Dying her hair
(+)Photography
(+)Learning to do new things.
(+)Skateboarding
(+)Flirting
(+)Chocolate milk
(+)The dark
(+)Puppies
(+)Video games
(+)Rain
(+)Thunderstorms
dislikes;;
(-)Assholes
(-)When people are rude for no reason
(-)Boredome
(-)Being told what to do
(-)Homework
(-)Backstabbers
(-)Lying
(-)Being lied to
(-)People who think they know it all
fears;;
>Never really being in love
>Never being loved
>Drowning
>Clowns
quirks;;
She texts too much.
She always has her Ipod on her.
She sings pretty damn good.
She is quite meticulous about her things and doesn’t like it when people come up and just touch her things and don’t put it back, or use it without asking her first.
secrets;;
-She blames herself for her mother’s death.
-She drove her father to insanity.
-She wishes she had a little brother.
magyck;;
>>fear amplification;; the ability to enhance the fears of other and cause them emotional pain as well as perceived ‘physical’ pain.
>>Sonic Scream;; Ability to generate vocal sounds of a higher amplitude than a normal human and cause physical pain.
family members;;
Mother: Jessica James [deceased]
Father: Shane James [mental ward for life]
history;; Dani was 5. IIt was cold, December, and snowing. Near Christmas. Dani was sitting in her mother’s lap, a cute pout, plastered on her face. It was about Six o' Clock, and they were watching T.V, Dani had been cajolingly, begging. "Pleease Mommy, Please....Can I have a Paulie Doll? I'v been a very good girl, for a looong time.." She made another Angel like face, and her mother laughed. "Well you have been pretty good lately..."
"And you promised..." Dani reminded her, batting her long lashes. Jessica laughed again, how could she say no to such a face? "I ate all ove my leafy Vegetables, and I made my bed, and put all my toys away, everyday!" Dani proudly announced.
"SHHH!" Shane hushed her from the couch, eyes half open. "Im tryna sleep..." He muttered to them. He worked two jobs, long hours, so one would expect grouchiness from the man. He was occasionally mean, but he loved his family dearly.
Jessica stood up, and pulled Dani up with her, "Come on, the stores close soo.." Dani jumped up excitedly, "Yaaay! I’m getting a Paulie doll!”
"HUSH!" Shane bellowed at them, "Sit down Jessica, We don't have any money for you to go spend around on extra trash."
Dani looked at her father, tears filling her eyes. "But mommy said I could have a Paulie Doll…"
"And I said no." Shane told her sitting up, "It's late, go to sleep." Jessica placed her hands on her hips, and stared at her husband, "Now stop there, Shane, I work too, and if decide I want to spend money on our daughter, then that's my decision." She told him, her lips pursed. They spent 15 minutes arguing over money, and who could do what, and bills...and in the end Jessica pulled on her purse, took Dani by the hand and led her outside.
"Come on Sweetie, your getting a Paulie Doll.."
The moment the doll was paid for, Dani started jumping up and down. She could only wait so long...as soon as they were in the car, she opened the boy and dubbed the doll ‘Jane.’ Her eyes glittered in happiness, and she repeatedly thanked her mommy, and had Jane peck her with fake kisses. But the happiness did not last. They had only been on the road a couple of miles, when out of nowhere a drunkard careened onto the road. His car slammed into their, colliding with drivers side. Jessica never had a chance.
From that night on, nothing was ever the same again. Never. Shane blamed Dani for everything. For the fact that Jessica was dead, for the loss of his love. "Are you happy now?!" He would yell at her, "Are you and your damn doll happy now?" He took up drinking up, and as Dani grew, so did her guilt and did his anger. He would beat her when he got the chance. She would often have to hide the bruises at school with long sleeve clothing and makeup and was usually mistaken for someone who cut. IT was hard enough that people treated her like a stereotypical misunderstood kid, but her teacher would ask questions too and she could deny them. In her eyes, it was her fault and whatever happened to her, she deserved. Her father blamed her for anything he could think of. He would use whatever was in reach....books, belts, tools, shoes, even just his hand to slap her. Dani never fought back. Since the night accident, he had led her to believe that it was her fault. She spent her life trying to find ways to cover up scars and welts and instead of going out like a normal teenager she would clean the house until it was perfect, spotless. She would cook dinner and make sure her father was happy. But that’s the thing, he never was. He was so far down into his delusions that he was never satisfied and so the cycle always continued until one day Dani just got tired of being beat. Whether it was her fault or not, she wanted to live in one piece. So she tried to trfight back and when you weigh what Jordna does, you are no match for her father. He was throwing her against chairs, and pushing her into walls and screaming at her the top of his lungs and she just couldn’t take it. So she opened her mouth and screamed and everything happened so fast it was almost incomprehensible. Whatever that was, coming out of her lips was no ordinary scream. It sounded more like a banshee screaming or a pitch way to high for anything to possible handle. The man sunk to his knees and covered his ears in agony and of course, out of reflex Dani shut her mouth and crawled to see if her father was okay. Stupid girl. His hands instantly went around her throat and in the next few seconds she was gasping for air and seeing things. Fear. And she could smell it.
It was like she was walking around in her father’s mind, seeing everything that frightened him and it was all there for her taking. The power felt good even as her eyes started to drift shut due to lack of oxygen. That fear was under her control. It coursed through her veins, and surrounded them both until Shane was no longer clutching her throat but falling back in terror. His own personal terror. It was everywhere. Overwhelming him, choking him, making him scream as if a thousand knives were cutting into him until he was begging for her stop whatever was happening. She couldn’t though. It felt so good.
In the end, all that was left of him was a hollow shell.
He currently has a lifetime enrollment at the Brookview Mental Institution.
Shortly after Shane was placed there, Dani was sent away to live with her aunt. She immediately hated it. She spent a lot of time in her room crying, hating herself, hating the world, hating everything. It took Dani a while to accept that she was different and slowly, but surely her powers began to become more noticeable. It was then that she realized that she was more than different. She was gifted. She could use people’s their fears against them and if she wanted to, she could scream so loudly she could cause them physical pain and she and she wasn’t going to let it go to waste. She refused to stay in place where people didn’t want to welcome her and treat her normal, because trust me, it was obvious there was something Dani that was not normal. Especially since most of the kids who picked on her, never came back a second time and were afraid to talk about her. She hated everything about her aunt and her family. Their snobbish attitudes and their stupid high class clothing and butlers. So searched until she found what she was looking for. That same day, Dani enrolled at Winterthorne and once she was accepted, she left without a note and never looked back.
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