she was the one with stars in her eyes,

† Cassandra Norrin
age. Sixteen
grade. Junior
hometown. Australia, Great barrier reef, Queensland
magical power. Telekinisis
biography. Cassandra was always a likeable girl in her childhood and spent most of it at the beach, being your embarrassing, preppy girl. Cassandra never noticed anything different about herself, but her "parents did" her step mother Prue, married to her father hated her, Prue attended LFDN as a child after being kicked out on her Sophomore year, Prue noticed the signs of Cassandra's magic and convinced her father to make her take leave from the school straight away. Cassandra was outraged at this, in the process of her leaving for school, two things changed, her everyday preppy girl style matured into soft girly florals, but in contrast for her new softer look came a dark side, Along with a serious bad girl streak with a taste for vodka, cigarettes and rich boys, Cassandra has some secrets worth hiding from the others at the school, but are they going to stay hidden?
looks. Ginta Lapina
@sweetdreemz
 
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daily schedule.
7am-8am - breakfast
8am-9am - morning mass
9am-9:50am - geometry
9:50am-1Oam - break
1Oam-1O:5Oam - french
1O:5Oam-11:4Oam - english
11:4Oam-12:3Opm - music
12:3Opm-1pm - lunch and break
1pm-2pm - world history
2pm-3pm - biology
3pm-3:5Opm - russian
3:5Opm-4:4Opm - studio art
4:4Opm-5pm - etiquete classes conducted by headmistress ivashkov
5pm-6pm - afternoon mass
6pm-1Opm - dinner and free time for homework, hanging out, i.e.
all filles must be in bed by 1O:3Opm, when bed checks are conducted.
 
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I could feel the blood pumping through my every single vein in my body, my pulse quickened and my vision became exceptionally in focus, a child not to far of cried as his balloon drifted into the sky as the blaring sound of his wails was stifled by his mother as she dragged him away, I made the balloon drift back down, the kid, seeing his balloon within reach ran for the balloon, his chubby little legs hardly moving fast enough, I slowed it down, my pulse raced harder {gee this was hard work} and he screamed with joy, his hand outstretching, stretching... I pulled the balloon up, his wailing started again, I bought the balloon down again It's shiny blue surface glimmering in the sunlight, in my mind I struck it, hard, the balloon burst, the kid's crying got to an all time high, and i laughed. My pulse returned to normal as did my vision, I laughed.
 
Suddenly I felt eyes on me, I spun around, Fucking Prue, she stood there hands on her hips and pointed to me, three men clad in black stood behind her, nodded and continued in my direction, shitshitshitshitshit!
 
I ran my long blonde hair streaming behind me, the hot summer wind made my eyes water, but I still ran, those men, wanted to take me away from here, my home, my friends, my beach.. I changed direction, I ran for the beach, my place of sanctuary. I could see the beach from here, I quickened my pace again, my feet struck the soft white sand, white clouds rising around my feet, I saw the men not long behind me, I tried to throw sand at them with my power, {move the sand} A single grain threw up in the air in that direction, FUCK, every single grain was counted as an individual object, I ran faster to my favorite part of the beach, the part opposite to the crowd, were no life guards sat, and no sharks nets were installed, the raw, natural part of the beach.
 
My beach cave sat up ahead, I needed to go inside, see my treasures.. one last time.. I felt something grip around my legs, I looked down my feet were being dragged on their own towards the men, they looked out of place on my beach,
I wasn't going to be bought down on my own beach, my beach would not let me down, it was my place, {strike them with a wave} as i looked the water hardly moved, not even a trickle rose up in the air, I guess the water wouldn't obey me anymore the the flame of my candle would, i hung limp and allowed myself to be dragged towards the men, My beach had let me down, nothing else mattered so much anymore, a tear slid down my cheek, guess i better be ready for imprisonment
 
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I would love to be chosen for this role because I think this role-play is simply amazing and such a creative idea :)

Ϟ Regina Alise Abate
Age: Sixteen
Grade: Level 14
Originalities: affinity for Air with an addition of Empathy
Bio: Regina is a hemophage, born and raised in Riga, Latvia. Like Emma, she only cares about being popular and well-liked among the boys. She doesn’t take her combative training seriously, and doesn’t believe she needs to. To her, the Reshvan’s are not real, they don’t exist. Both her parents are rich Hemophages who have hired protection, and live the perfect life. Regina doesn’t know what the real world is like but she will soon, and just what will that do to her?
Model: Darla Baker
Taken By; [OPEN]
 
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{questions}
 
1) What are your hobbies? My hobbies are spending my money, shopping, smoking, boys and partying, fuck the Reshvan, the world revolves around me
 
2) What are your quirks and bad habits? Huh, I don't have bad habits, when your as perfect as me you don't really have an- well if i had to say I guess i could smoke less, but I'm not a normal human so I don't know.. Yeah I'm perfect
 
3) How do you feel about going out into the real world and becoming a Guardian? I feel shit, I don't want the responsibility, I just want to laze around the pool and sleep with 100 boys before I'm 22, ooh, and maybe own 1000 pairs of shoes who knows.
 
{out of character}
 
4) Why would you like this part? I think this is such an amazing idea for a roleplay, I think Regina is a great character and I would love to play her :)
 
5) Do you agree to the rules and promise to be active to the best of your abilities? Yes, I have my own laptop, obviously I cant be on during school hours but other than that I should be active often,
 
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I sat by the pool, It was dark, so i was hardly tanning, I lived for the night.
 
A waiter came and gave me a drink, I passed him a 100$ note, "Keep the change," I smirked, "You could use a new pair of pants." My satisfaction grew as I saw his face grow red in the pale moonlight as he shuffled away a moonlit figure appeared in the distance.
 
I stood up, A warm hand around my waist, pressing, the suttle sounds of the night was my favourite melody, a pair of lips, pressed upon my neck, a soft moan, the feel of my silk dress slide down my body, a step backward, seductive, sensual, leading, basking in the moonlight, I dove into the pole a second splash informed me of my definitive company, I felt the water rush towards me as a second naked body joined me.
 
His smile fed my hunger, I bit his neck and he moaned, as our two backed dance lasted towards the early morning in the shallow depths of the pool, I absorbed all of his energy, I could feel his energy,
 
I got up from the pool and his hand was soft on my back, I made a hot rush of air bow through me and I was dry within seconds,
 
Laughingly he looked at me "My darling, could i expect any less from someone from the MMA" his expression was bemused,
 
"Look, I don't care to be tied down, so don't call me darling and secondly, It's not MMA it's Marcia Marcellus Academy, also, I don't like word spreading of my escapades, and I'm not supposed to be in the pool area after dark.. " I could feel my cold words stunning him, I fished around on the ground for my bag, I felt the familiar grip of money and grabbed out 400$.
 
"Here's 400$ to keep quiet about it, boys are more fun when they think im hard to get, so if you shut your mouth I can have my fun." I smiled harshly and walked off, His shock ran through me like an electric pulse, I could feel his eyes still gripping my every inch, I laughed, this was my life, I was free to do what I want, As i thought this i blew a gust of freezing cold wind in his direction strong enough to knock him down,
 
As I heard him hit the ground I ran off, This was going to be fun,

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{Lorelei Lee}
Age: 23
Country: America
Appearance: Blonde, beautiful, sequins, feathers, showgirl
Bio: A New York showgirl who cant seem to keep her flirting under control. It's seems the "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes" in Monaco. Lorelei is always the life of the party and is not afraid to shake what her mother gave her. She can catch any man with the swing of her hips and a kiss from her strawberry glossed lips. But this peroxide blonde wants more than a man, she wants to be a superstar.
Suggested Model: Lindsay Ellingson
 
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{why should i be chosen}
Well the original 'gentleman prefer blondes' is one of my all time favorites, and to be able to role play someone like this just sounds so excellent, I'm in love with this role plays plot line and im excited to see how it evolves.
 
{What are you top five character choices}
~ Lorelei Lee
~ Lorelei Lee ;)
~ Lola Debevoise
~ Manina Bardot
~ Scarlet O'hare
 
{What are your top three model choices}
 
~ Lindsey Ellington
~ Abbey Lee Kershaw
~ Allison Harvard
 
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Light's glitter in my eyes, i hear the family sound of the swooping curtain, washing away MY crowd.. my limelight.. my fame.
 
"Oi, Lorelei, you gonna' keep standin' there like headless chicken or you gonna get of the stage!? " my best friend Dorothy stood waiting impatiently, grabbing me harshly by the wrist, and pulling me off stage into a whirlwind of glitter, sequins and feathers.
 
" Lorelei~ my little sweet~ you have done it again! one of the gentleman at table 6 requested to buy you a drink! keep going this way and every customer will be a repeat. " The club owner looked at me excitedly,
 
as i gazed around I could see other girls exchanging looks with each other, they didn't like me, I was better than them, I was a future superstar.. The next "big thing" of Monaco,
 
" Hurry up and get dressed and out there, we don't want to keep our guest waiting! " he looked at me harshly, " What are you still standing here for! Go! Go! " impatiently, he walked off, to attend to a girl with a rip in her stocking,
 
I turned to Dorothy, " Babe, I'll see you tomorrow, I have fame waiting me " I said cheekily
 
Dorothy rolled her eyes and smiled, " Don't you mean guest? " we both smiled, even though she was my best friend we both knew i wouldn't let her hold me back from the fame that awaited me.. i just needed a little nudge in the right direction first, Fame is bought, just like everything else on this planet, and i was on my way to becoming exactly what i wanted,
 
I just needed to find someone who could get me there first.
 
I slid my sequin studded one peice corset off, I slipped into my Halston couture hot pink dress, strutting my way out into the club, as the masses of people writhed to the music, I directed my eyes to the V.I.P side of the club, mainly, table 6.
 
A gorgeous man sat in front of me, a tad old for my preferred choice, I would guess around 32, he had beautifully tanned olive skin and pale green eyes and was sitting with several other gentleman who were of similar age, as they all smiled to greet me, the man grabbed my hand and kissed it softly,
 
The men looked at him respectfully, he was their leader.. I liked that, a positive turn on in fact, I licked my strawberry glazed lips,
 
" Hello Gentleman, I'm Lorelei, I was the center dancer on stage before, oui? Did you happen to glance in my direction? " I swung my hip out to the right and batted my eyelashes, these men didn't have a chance, they were melting in front of my eyes,
 
their eyes unglazed as the head gentleman stood up, " Please darling, won't you sit and drink with us, It's my last night in Monaco, Won't you help me make my night? I did more than notice your little show, I adored it " he smiled, tilting his head to the side,
 
I shook my head and stuck my bottom lip out, " I'm sorry mister but I'm afraid i have to go, I don't always plan for my show to be so 'little' you know, my talent in dancing and singing comes at the price of soo much practice, it so hard for me to spare time.. " I looked at him innocently, waiting for him to fall for my ploy,
 
" Well, if you spare some time for me, i have a contact over here who works as a talent scout, I may be able to give him a call, pass your number, address.. on? " he smiled slyly, thinking he had caught me in his trap, but he had only been caught in mine, every V.I.P in this place knows some kind of talent scout and it was my job to extract them,
 
I sat flirting with all the men at the table, still directing the main attention the the pale green eyes guy, no, his name didn't even matter, but his contact did,
 
He stood up, " Well we must be departing now my darling, I do have a flight after all, but i shall call my friend tomorrow for you, maybe I might come back to see you in this wonderful city of lights someday, but, for now just your phone number and hotel will do, " He smiled again tilting his head to the side,
 
I batted my eyelashes again and grasped the napkin from the table, I retrieved my pink lipstick from my bag and wrote down my number *555 --- ---* I smiled finishing with my lieu de résidence, I folded the napkin and kissed it, my strawberry pink glaze leaving a sparkling print imprint mark,
 
" I'm staying at lieu Hôtel de' Paris, ask for Miss Lee, you will be let right IN " I emphasized the last word and his eyes grew wide for a second, he took the napkin and stashed it inside his jacket pocket, he stood up, followed by the other men, he walked towards the exit, glancing back at me many times,
 
I on the other hand smiled to myself about how clever I was and thought about the prospect of a talent scout calling me, I turned around heading for the back door, fishing for my cigarettes,
 
Once outside in the cool air i took a long drag, as I exhaled I looked towards the stars laughing, I was going to be famous, Maybe not today, Maybe not tomorrow, but I will be, no matter the costs.
 
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so, ive come back onto polyvore after forever.
im going to be using this account for roleplaying, so im on the lookout for new roleplays, if any new ones are starting id love to join, im only interested in high fashion though, so please no aber/fitch roleplays please :)

I HAVE SOMETHING HE ONCE DRANK OUT OF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE HAD HIS LIPS ON IT AND NOW I OWN IT !!!!!!!!!! OMG IM FREEKING OUT!

im about to head off to short stack lol Andy is so hot i love him, ive been practicing song words :) im so excited anyway g2g wish me luck bubyee

its to hot.. -.- i found a survey i thought was cool :) the one where you put your iPod on shuffle and see what comes up in response to the question... jess please do this with your i-pod i wanna see yours :)
 
*rules-- turn your ipod on shuffle, clear out the answers of the person before you and press next song, the song that comes up is your answer, if it dosent makes sense it dosent matter, put the name of the artist and the song.. have fun :)
 
My theme song: Eminem: murder murder
 
My life Motto: Eminem: under the influence
 
My future summed up in song: Eminem:just the two of us
 
My funeral song: Short Stack: drop dead gorgeous
 
The song that explains my bff: Short Stack: Princess
 
The song that explains my enemy: BMTH: who wants flowers when your dead? nobody.
 
First Date song: BOTDF: s my d
 
My Wedding Song: Short Stack: Counting the stars
 
What your parents think of you: Eminem: Im back
 
The song that explains you best: BOTDF: ima monster
 
The song that explains your crush/ boyfriend: Eminem: Hailies song
 
Explains your family and you: BFMV: tears don't fall
 
What you think of school: Ferris bueller: march of the swivel heads
 
Explains your fashion sense: BOTDF: keys to the bakery
 
What you think about sport: Nirvana: smells like teen spirit
 
Your attitude towards teachers: Fatboy Slim: weapon of choice (lol weapons to use against teachers -.-)
 
Your thoughts towards siblings or being an only child: Panic at the disco: nine in the afternoon ( i get time to myself at 9pm so yeeh ALONE time)
 
Your religious mantra song: BOTDF: i hope you choke
 
What you think about your room: Bfmv: all these things i hate
 
My attitude towards Birthdays: Short Stack: in this place
 
My attitude towards christmas: BMTH: traitors never play hangman
 
My attitude towards music: 3oh!3: dont dance
 
and finally ...
 
The song that makes others think of you: 3oh!3 and katy perry: Starstruck
 
lol, this turned out pretty good and alot of them made sense the way that explains me and my crush best turned out scarily correct so im freaked out ! :)
 
if you did this comment below because i think its cool and i want to know if any of them turned out sorta correct in the way you see things through song.. and jess (the cookie monster) its an order for you to do this! :) :)

for a contest