FAN, QUINN HÓU

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[atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 260px; height: 190px; overflow:auto; background-color:#cce1e7; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color:#000000; text-align:justify; margin-top: 30px; margin-left: 50px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;] FULL NAME Quinn Hóu Fan NICKNAMES The Queen GENDER Female AGE, BIRTHDAY Sixteen, Feb 29 of '95 GRADE, JOB Junior, Queen Bee POSITION High School Student SEXUALITY Publicly Bisexual PLAY BY Namie Amuro PERSONALITY So, you want to know about the Queen Bee then? What can I say? She's absolutely got it all together on the surface. In fact, no one would ever question her ways or wonder if there is more to her than a conniving, clever little cutthroat. She has won the school on blood and vengeance, and it is highly apparent. Never hesitant to shatter dreams, break hearts, or ruin reputations in a single swing, The Queen has a very strange facade; she is so bubbly, cheerful, and none question that she is loved by all. Of course, there are a few shadows who see a darker side to her, one where she can kill with a single blow, but this side is much harder to see and is almost always buried beneath smiles and rays of sunshine. The Queen also sees life in an interesting light, claiming to be bisexual in order to charm both sexes, and gain even more power and prestige. However, she is purely straight at heart, and finds girls as a whole repulsive and unappealing. She is born out of hypocrisy, it seems, and embodies the very idea that nothing is as it seems. There is no need to fear her, unless you have somehow stumbled into her sights. If you casually pass by without causing a stir, she will let you go your way. If you make a scene, she will crush you quickly and efficiently, without so much more than two words spoken your direction. This is why The Queen is Queen. HISTORY The Queen doesn't let on much about her history, though I can tell you a few notable things that may seem of some significance. She was born an only child to two loving Asian parents. She was born in Japan, though her father has heritage in China, and her mother was traced back to prominent Italians. They had always loved America and the idea of living there, hence their reasoning for giving The Queen her name. I suppose it is purely ironic how close her name sounds to 'Queen' and it is both fitting and awe-inspiring. When she was still a newborn baby, her family made the decision to pack up and leave for New York, where they hoped they could make it as budding young designers and get rich in the Big Apple. Unfortunately for the family, this was not their shot at the American Dream, and instead, they flopped. They still loved the United States and their home, though, and they embraced their new lifestyle even if it was not as glamorous as they had imagined it to be. The Queen was raised in New York, and because of that, grew up around the best of fashion and of industry. Her dreams followed after her parents' and she has always seen herself as growing up to be a corporate businesswoman. Currently, her parents are running a small Asian Antiques shop, selling off novelties and things to turn in some decent profits. Most of The Queen's money comes from her friends or her grandparents back in China and Japan who have enough wealth to send her healthy Christmas and Birthday checks. The only other thing I could imagine you might want to know is the status of The Queen's relationships over the years. She has always been best friends with one girl who was the previous Queen Bee of the school, and as far as boyfriends or girlfriends go, she has only had two notable ones; the first, a star jock who she broke up with for undisclosed reasons just before he was kicked out of the sports program completely, and the second, a very pretty girl who was in line to be the in-training Queen, but who was not able to withstand the pressure and cracked, forcing The Queen to call of the relationship. SAMPLE Though typically this depends on both my muse and my RP partner, this is what I am capable of on a good day. C; It is not often that an author of the story which we follow with such excitement and thrill feels the need to interject into the line of events and explain things. Even now, the author does not come here to make the events that have transpired any clearer. Simply, they come to inform you about the true magnitude of what could be happening here. It is this understanding that may help you feel the deep appreciation for passing events much like those who fabricate them have such feelings. In order to connect with America and Dominik, we may first look at their history. America was born into unmatched wealth. She was raised by caretakers more than her parents ever interacted with her. She found dance at an early age, and used it as an opening to express the emotions that she had otherwise forced and choked down into her soul as if she were unable to feel them at all. Bottling up her deepest desires was something she had always done. Her confidence on her outward appearance came mostly from the expressive arts which she participated in, but less of it came from herself. An unhealthy relationship with her parents had given her the strange desire to be a pleaser, and to never do anything that could hurt others. While this did some good, it did largely as much bad on her own self. As we should be informed, America is and always has been a dancer of no common rate. We do not need to dwell on this, though, because it will come up later in the future of this relationship that is forming as the author speaks to you. America was always told what she was and what she could and could not do, and everything of her life was always laid out before her. She obeyed without defiance, never once breaking rules or failing to follow society's pressure of conformity. She did not test the patience of others. She did not ever overstep boundaries. A single glance or quiet warning was enough to snap her into shape when she began to falter, and thus, the girl who never did wrong was born. It may seem bizarre that one could not find within themselves the ability to rebel at all, but in America's quiet world, rebellion was not necessary. She could get along easily with everyone, and absorb their every pain and worry like a sponge. She was herself, and though she was easily molded by her parents into whatever they wanted her to be, America preserved her typical nature. Following the footsteps of her parents, she jumped at the ability to be a cheerleader and claim a spot in the highest, most well-honored selection of girls known to Manchester Preparatory Academy. Now, the author of such a poor girl who hasn't the faintest who or what she is or wants to be without her authoritative figures fines no need to continue with her deepest psychological diggings. Those you should be able to properly examine by now. America was born and raised in Maryland, with her parents, the second-generation wealth of the family of technological industry genius multi-millionaires, as an only child. Growing up she was socially awkward a very distant from people, but grew into her own in middle school. Her first boyfriend lasted a week in eighth grade, and was a boy who she hadn't talked to since. She had later found herself together with the boy she is now faced with the idea of marriage to, and for a long time the two were very perfect together. Sparks flew and there was wonder and joy; unfortunate to both of them, neither had the legs to stand on their own without some sort of guidance, and they, realizing as much, let the relationship flutter away in the breeze. America had since been single, and had since found relationships unnecessary and confusing. That is, until now. Like America, the boy featured here has a history that also draws from deeper psychological roots, but we do not need to delve so much into him, because one author should never intrude upon the creative imaginings of another. Yet, for the sake of this explanation, it is equally necessary that we discuss the background of a budding star. Dominik has the American Dream in his history and his sights, and that is enough to explain the very gist of his past. If by now you are sick of these in-depth explorations, while an author is forced to commend you for such reading, you are allowed to skip down to the last paragraph and read what would be happening in the present time. Dominik came from the humble background of a small town in Brazil. Not a resident of the United States, he lived a very different style of life than those of us spoiled with common luxuries would expect. He would attend a small school, come home, and do his best to help his family make a simple living. As he grew older he began to play the game known to him as futbol, and with each passing day, his father and mother discovered the talent of their wonderful son. Joining the school's team in his middle school years, he enjoyed the fame, the girls, and the thrill of the sport. From his childhood, the thoughts of his favorite sport were deeply rooted as seeds in his subconscious. It was as if the simple suggested greatness by his father sent him on the path that would make this very activity his favorite pastime, and as anyone who knows what true talent means and consists of, the future of his world. When Dominik's skills grew to a place where they could no longer expand, the family took every last scrap they had and made the journey to the United States. Here, Dominik learned so much more, and the game he had now learned to call soccer claimed his life. There were always girls, and the memory of one in his past who was to him as America's first true love was to her lingered on still. Luckily for Dominik, and somewhat unluckily as well, he found girls to replace her with. One in particular, known as Ariel, the sweet, innocent, little darling dear that he would love with full heart and soul. The girls always threw themselves at Dominik, however, even with Ariel; he was a ladies' man to any who knew him. He was attractive, talented, and quite the player, who enjoyed the collection of fangirls he managed to make over his years of budding fame. Underneath that ladykiller physique is a very different boy of a very different breed. Dominik does not have a real sense of desire for collecting seas of women. Simply, he does it for that is what society has engrained into the fabric of his mind since as early as any could remember. He is a rebel, a free spirit who knows what he is, or supposes it at least, and fears nothing but the regret that could come from doing something or, not doing it. In his heart, deep beneath the flashing cameras and sports contracts, is a very romantic young boy's psyche. Dominik is innocent, sweet, loving, and loyal beyond measure. What one would consider him to be, if they could see what an author can and does, is a man whose gentlemanly ways make him seem like he has stepped out of the romantic period in the Renaissance. A rebellious sweetheart, almost but not quite the perfect contradiction. This sort of man is exactly what America never thought she wanted, but it was exactly what she needed. And Dominik needed her equally. So now, as an author feels you can possibly look at this relationship properly, and see it never should work but somehow manages to stay standing, with two opposites attracting, two people clinging to each other when they need each other more than any other, this story can step forward. We return now to the present, hopeful for these two lost souls who have traversed the earth long enough without one another. Is it enough that they simply grow with each other? For now, it would seem that way; the author has no need to reappear to you again, unless something happens that requires another narrative dictating the manner of what you read and what you should feel. America looked at Dominik, her soft smile full of love and appreciation. There was no need to think anymore, and for the first time, she felt no need to over-think the events. She just had the desire to let them be. America felt a soft sigh escape her lips as they parted to speak, but it was so gentle, like a wind you can only scarcely feel brushing past your cheek, and it carried with it the weight of anything she had felt before. "Wanna get some cotton candy or something?" The question flowed gracefully from his lips. "I believe some cotton candy would be fantastic." She smiled, her own rapturous elation mixing with the smells of sweets, and making her sickly desirous for a treat such as cotton candy. Nothing seemed to be available to make the evening better than it was now. From rock bottom to sky high she had gone, and was soaring next to one of the finest souls she had ever come in contact with. Letting her hand slide down to entangle his, fingers mixing in a sweet, soft embrace, she let him lead her wherever he may, for at a moment like this, she was unable to do anything but float with him in a sea of splendorous emotions.

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hey there! i'm lil', and i'm undisclosed years old. i've been in this whole roleplaying business for about eleven years now. i just have to say i love you all!
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[atrb=vAlign,top][style=width: 200px; height: 160px; overflow:auto; background-color: #bbb7cc; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; color:#000000; text-align:justify; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 50px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px;] FULL NAME Quinn Hóu Fan NICKNAMES The Queen GENDER Female AGE Sixteen GRADE Junior BIRTHDAY February 29, 1995 POSITION High School's Queen Bee SEXUALITY Publicly Bisexual PLAY-BY Namie Amuro PERSONALITY So, you want to know about the Queen Bee then? What can I say? She's absolutely got it all together on the surface. In fact, no one would ever question her ways or wonder if there is more to her than a conniving, clever little cutthroat. She has won the school on blood and vengeance, and it is highly apparent. Never hesitant to shatter dreams, break hearts, or ruin reputations in a single swing, The Queen has a very strange facade; she is so bubbly, cheerful, and none question that she is loved by all. Of course, there are a few shadows who see a darker side to her, one where she can kill with a single blow, but this side is much harder to see and is almost always buried beneath smiles and rays of sunshine. The Queen also sees life in an interesting light, claiming to be bisexual in order to charm both sexes, and gain even more power and prestige. However, she is purely straight at heart, and finds girls as a whole repulsive and unappealing. She is born out of hypocrisy, it seems, and embodies the very idea that nothing is as it seems. There is no need to fear her, unless you have somehow stumbled into her sights. If you casually pass by without causing a stir, she will let you go your way. If you make a scene, she will crush you quickly and efficiently, without so much more than two words spoken your direction. This is why The Queen is Queen. HISTORY The Queen doesn't let on much about her history, though I can tell you a few notable things that may seem of some significance. She was born an only child to two loving Asian parents. She was born in Japan, though her father has heritage in China, and her mother was traced back to prominent Italians. They had always loved America and the idea of living there, hence their reasoning for giving The Queen her name. I suppose it is purely ironic how close her name sounds to 'Queen' and it is both fitting and awe-inspiring. When she was still a newborn baby, her family made the decision to pack up and leave for New York, where they hoped they could make it as budding young designers and get rich in the Big Apple. Unfortunately for the family, this was not their shot at the American Dream, and instead, they flopped. They still loved the United States and their home, though, and they embraced their new lifestyle even if it was not as glamorous as they had imagined it to be. The Queen was raised in New York, and because of that, grew up around the best of fashion and of industry. Her dreams followed after her parents' and she has always seen herself as growing up to be a corporate businesswoman. Currently, her parents are running a small Asian Antiques shop, selling off novelties and things to turn in some decent profits. Most of The Queen's money comes from her friends or her grandparents back in China and Japan who have enough wealth to send her healthy Christmas and Birthday checks. The only other thing I could imagine you might want to know is the status of The Queen's relationships over the years. She has always been best friends with one girl who was the previous Queen Bee of the school, and as far as boyfriends or girlfriends go, she has only had two notable ones; the first, a star jock who she broke up with for undisclosed reasons just before he was kicked out of the sports program completely, and the second, a very pretty girl who was in line to be the in-training Queen, but who was not able to withstand the pressure and cracked, forcing The Queen to call of the relationship. SAMPLE Though typically this depends on both my muse and my RP partner, this is what I am capable of on a good day. C; It is not often that an author of the story which we follow with such excitement and thrill feels the need to interject into the line of events and explain things. Even now, the author does not come here to make the events that have transpired any clearer. Simply, they come to inform you about the true magnitude of what could be happening here. It is this understanding that may help you feel the deep appreciation for passing events much like those who fabricate them have such feelings. In order to connect with America and Dominik, we may first look at their history. America was born into unmatched wealth. She was raised by caretakers more than her parents ever interacted with her. She found dance at an early age, and used it as an opening to express the emotions that she had otherwise forced and choked down into her soul as if she were unable to feel them at all. Bottling up her deepest desires was something she had always done. Her confidence on her outward appearance came mostly from the expressive arts which she participated in, but less of it came from herself. An unhealthy relationship with her parents had given her the strange desire to be a pleaser, and to never do anything that could hurt others. While this did some good, it did largely as much bad on her own self. As we should be informed, America is and always has been a dancer of no common rate. We do not need to dwell on this, though, because it will come up later in the future of this relationship that is forming as the author speaks to you. America was always told what she was and what she could and could not do, and everything of her life was always laid out before her. She obeyed without defiance, never once breaking rules or failing to follow society's pressure of conformity. She did not test the patience of others. She did not ever overstep boundaries. A single glance or quiet warning was enough to snap her into shape when she began to falter, and thus, the girl who never did wrong was born. It may seem bizarre that one could not find within themselves the ability to rebel at all, but in America's quiet world, rebellion was not necessary. She could get along easily with everyone, and absorb their every pain and worry like a sponge. She was herself, and though she was easily molded by her parents into whatever they wanted her to be, America preserved her typical nature. Following the footsteps of her parents, she jumped at the ability to be a cheerleader and claim a spot in the highest, most well-honored selection of girls known to Manchester Preparatory Academy. Now, the author of such a poor girl who hasn't the faintest who or what she is or wants to be without her authoritative figures fines no need to continue with her deepest psychological diggings. Those you should be able to properly examine by now. America was born and raised in Maryland, with her parents, the second-generation wealth of the family of technological industry genius multi-millionaires, as an only child. Growing up she was socially awkward a very distant from people, but grew into her own in middle school. Her first boyfriend lasted a week in eighth grade, and was a boy who she hadn't talked to since. She had later found herself together with the boy she is now faced with the idea of marriage to, and for a long time the two were very perfect together. Sparks flew and there was wonder and joy; unfortunate to both of them, neither had the legs to stand on their own without some sort of guidance, and they, realizing as much, let the relationship flutter away in the breeze. America had since been single, and had since found relationships unnecessary and confusing. That is, until now. Like America, the boy featured here has a history that also draws from deeper psychological roots, but we do not need to delve so much into him, because one author should never intrude upon the creative imaginings of another. Yet, for the sake of this explanation, it is equally necessary that we discuss the background of a budding star. Dominik has the American Dream in his history and his sights, and that is enough to explain the very gist of his past. If by now you are sick of these in-depth explorations, while an author is forced to commend you for such reading, you are allowed to skip down to the last paragraph and read what would be happening in the present time. Dominik came from the humble background of a small town in Brazil. Not a resident of the United States, he lived a very different style of life than those of us spoiled with common luxuries would expect. He would attend a small school, come home, and do his best to help his family make a simple living. As he grew older he began to play the game known to him as futbol, and with each passing day, his father and mother discovered the talent of their wonderful son. Joining the school's team in his middle school years, he enjoyed the fame, the girls, and the thrill of the sport. From his childhood, the thoughts of his favorite sport were deeply rooted as seeds in his subconscious. It was as if the simple suggested greatness by his father sent him on the path that would make this very activity his favorite pastime, and as anyone who knows what true talent means and consists of, the future of his world. When Dominik's skills grew to a place where they could no longer expand, the family took every last scrap they had and made the journey to the United States. Here, Dominik learned so much more, and the game he had now learned to call soccer claimed his life. There were always girls, and the memory of one in his past who was to him as America's first true love was to her lingered on still. Luckily for Dominik, and somewhat unluckily as well, he found girls to replace her with. One in particular, known as Ariel, the sweet, innocent, little darling dear that he would love with full heart and soul. The girls always threw themselves at Dominik, however, even with Ariel; he was a ladies' man to any who knew him. He was attractive, talented, and quite the player, who enjoyed the collection of fangirls he managed to make over his years of budding fame. Underneath that ladykiller physique is a very different boy of a very different breed. Dominik does not have a real sense of desire for collecting seas of women. Simply, he does it for that is what society has engrained into the fabric of his mind since as early as any could remember. He is a rebel, a free spirit who knows what he is, or supposes it at least, and fears nothing but the regret that could come from doing something or, not doing it. In his heart, deep beneath the flashing cameras and sports contracts, is a very romantic young boy's psyche. Dominik is innocent, sweet, loving, and loyal beyond measure. What one would consider him to be, if they could see what an author can and does, is a man whose gentlemanly ways make him seem like he has stepped out of the romantic period in the Renaissance. A rebellious sweetheart, almost but not quite the perfect contradiction. This sort of man is exactly what America never thought she wanted, but it was exactly what she needed. And Dominik needed her equally. So now, as an author feels you can possibly look at this relationship properly, and see it never should work but somehow manages to stay standing, with two opposites attracting, two people clinging to each other when they need each other more than any other, this story can step forward. We return now to the present, hopeful for these two lost souls who have traversed the earth long enough without one another. Is it enough that they simply grow with each other? For now, it would seem that way; the author has no need to reappear to you again, unless something happens that requires another narrative dictating the manner of what you read and what you should feel. America looked at Dominik, her soft smile full of love and appreciation. There was no need to think anymore, and for the first time, she felt no need to over-think the events. She just had the desire to let them be. America felt a soft sigh escape her lips as they parted to speak, but it was so gentle, like a wind you can only scarcely feel brushing past your cheek, and it carried with it the weight of anything she had felt before. "Wanna get some cotton candy or something?" The question flowed gracefully from his lips. "I believe some cotton candy would be fantastic." She smiled, her own rapturous elation mixing with the smells of sweets, and making her sickly desirous for a treat such as cotton candy. Nothing seemed to be available to make the evening better than it was now. From rock bottom to sky high she had gone, and was soaring next to one of the finest souls she had ever come in contact with. Letting her hand slide down to entangle his, fingers mixing in a sweet, soft embrace, she let him lead her wherever he may, for at a moment like this, she was unable to do anything but float with him in a sea of splendorous emotions.

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hey there! i'm lil', and i've been roleplaying for almost eleven years now.
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