Post by jane on Jul 27, 2012 18:43:46 GMT -4
Name: janette elizabeth sinclair
Gender: female
Age: 17
Grade: junior
Birthday: april16th 1994
Hometown: oxford, england
Sexuality: heterosexual
Playby: carly rae jepsen
Canon Character jane porter from tarzan
Mirror Mirror On the Wall
Skin tone: pale
Hair: medium length, dark brown, wavy
Eyes very bright blue
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 lbs
Body Type: petite
Other she has a tattoo of a feather behind her ear, she likes to keep it hidden though
Who I Am Inside
Likes:
-photography
-sketching
-traveling
-listening to music
-organic food
-being organized
-school
-reading
-horseback riding
-tea time
Dislikes:
-cruelty towards animals
-guns
-violence of any kind
-war
-ignorant people
-chewed up pens
-fast food
-bullies
-her accent being made fun of
-missing tea time
-wasting food
-being late
Strengths:
-smart
-eloquent
-organized
-kind
-headstrong
-very artistic
Weaknesses:
-talkative
-can come off as a know it all
-stubborn
-temperamental
-loud
Fears:
- hurting someone else
-losing her father
-becoming like her mother
Personality:
janette is a rather interesting young woman. she's very smart and clever, but she can be very loud and kind of hard to handle. she's very eloquent and definitely had a way with words, but she is also very talkative which can be very annoying to most people. but janette is also kindhearted and loyal. she cares very deeply for the well being of others, especially animals. she's a very independent young woman and does not care for being treated like a damsel in distress. she's a hard worker who hates the idea of not having something to do.
she's a loyal friend and will defend those she loves till the very end. she's generous and always willing to help out those in need.
Where I Began
Mother: katherine sinclair
Father: archimedes sinclair
Siblings: n/a
Other Relatives: n/a
Pets: n/a
Friends: she hasn't had time to make any yet
History:
janette elizabeth sinclair was born on april 16th in oxford england to katherine and archimedes sinclair. her father, a renowned zoologist, was over joyed at the though of having a daughter. right away she was the apple of her fathers eye. her mother, on the other hand was a ballerina before she became pregnant with janette and was less over joyed. she never wanted to be a mother to begin with. she spent most of her time shopping and socializing while her infant daughter was with the nanny. this went on for years. janette spent more time with her father and nanny than with her own mother.
when janette was sever, katherine left her and her father. she ran off with some french male underwear model and went to live with him in france. her father was devastated, but he had his young daughter to worry about. he started taking her on his trips. he took her to africa, china, and india. janette became a very cultured young girl. all the while her father taught her mathematics, science, and english. after spending three years traveling abroad, her father finally decided it was time for them to go back to their home in oxford. her father began teaching at the university. life was good for a while.
being back in england, however, reminded janette of her mother and she began to hate it there. five years passed and janette's father began to notice her sadness.
A Little Bit About Me
Alias: meaghan
Age: 18
Contacts pm or email
Birthday october 15th
How did you find us? dreamers cove
Time Zone eastern
Writing Sample:
Alex sat in one of the plush leather chairs in front of the tv. It only had a couple of channels. Most of them were stupid kid channels. Disney, Nick, and Cartoon Network. That alone was enough to drive you insane. He ran his fingers through his stylishly shaggy dirty blonde hair. He was bored. Severely bored. There was nothing to do in this place. He flipped the channel to some cooking show. Not that he knew how to cook. Or even cared to learn. He had a cook for that Or at least he used to have a cook. He missed his old cook. Alana always made the best pancakes. Mmm, pancakes. That sounded pretty good right now.
Alex’s stomach grumbled. He was tempted to get up and go to the library. But that would mean he would have to get up. And he was far too lazy to get up. He sighed as he wiggled in the large chair. He flipped the channel again. Hannah Montana. The whiny popstar went on about some stupid mistake she had made and how it could possibly affect her whole life. God her voice was so grating.
Alex let out a sigh. He stood up and paced across the room. He couldn’t sit still. He couldn’t concentrate. He was so bored. Being locked in this place was horrible. He couldn’t stand it. And all this torture just because he got in a car crash and he was in a tiny come for three months. What was the big deal? He felt perfectly fine! There was nothing wrong with him. Sure he happened to forget some things. But everybody was a little forgetful right?
Alex stopped in the middle of his pace. He blinked. Wait? Where was he? He looked around confused. He was completely and totally lost. He had no idea where he was or what he was doing here. Alex looked around for clues. Ok, barred windows, white walls, people in perfect white lab coats. Was he in a hospital? No, it was some sort of institution. Then he remembered. He was in hell.