Post by ASHLEY MAE CORTEZ on Dec 22, 2009 16:45:52 GMT 10
say hello,
ASHLEY MAE CORTEZ,
you're in the spotlight.
OH, HEY THERE! I'M TALLY AND I'M A HUNDRED MILLION AND THREE YEARS OLD. I'M A GIRL AND I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR ABOUT THREE YEARS NOW. I PLAY THE ADMIN ACCOUNT HERE. I READ THE RULES, YOU WANT PROOF? BITE ME. THERE. THANK GOD FOR CREATING THIS SITE OR I WOULDN'T EVEN BE HERE. NOW, ONTO MY CHARACTER.
WELL, SHE LIVES IN A FAIRY TALE
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» FULL NAME • ashley mae cortez, and you know what? i actually don't hate it. wow.
» NICKNAMES • ash. just ash. or cortez, if you're in a surname-ish mood.
» DATE OF BIRTH • 02/06
» AGE • fifteen years young.
» YEAR • sophomore.
» GENDER • female, duh.
» SEXUALITY • straight.
» CLASS • sort of lower-middle.
» CLIQUE • musicians.
FORGOTTEN THE TASTE AND SMELL
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» HEIGHT • i'm pretty short, like five three or something.
» WEIGHT • i don't know, about a hundred and ten?
» ETHNICITY • what's it called? corky-asian or something... oh yeah, caucasian.
» PORTRAYED BY • well, people say i look like hayley williams.
» OVERALL APPEARANCE • i've got quite light skin - not pale, but not tanned. when i stand around in the sun or try and tan it, it turns bright pink instead of brown. i've got a few light freckles across the bridge of my nose, but not many. my's probably my favourite feature. it's naturally an unusually bright red. i dye in highlights and streaks occasionally, but i always keep it close to its natural colour. 'cause nothing beats a ranga, right?
i'm on the small side, and quite skinny. i don't diet to stay like that, though. if i dieted, i'd shrivel up and blow away in days. there's gotta be something funky going on with my metabolism; i'm constantly hungry and never gain weight. i snack all the time, and i have food in the pockets of all my clothes and a huge stack under the bed. the canteen ladies know me and save some of the leftovers for me. i actually wish i could put on a bit of weight so i could fill out my clothes a bit better, but hey, life's too short to worry about stuff like that.
i have a pretty awesome but slightly - okay, very - weird sense of fashion. i like comfy stuff, but it has to look good too. i've got a sort of rock/indie/skater chick style, but i experiment with loads of different colours and clothes. but i never wear pink for two reasons. one, it's too girly. two, it clashes really badly with my hair. that's the one drawback of being a ranga. you have to be careful with colours. i'm quite tomboy-ish, but i do like clothes and make-up. normal make-up, however, is pointless. i love the crazy colours and weird designs.
IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE
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» LIKES • this is sort of a wide subject. crazy clothes, make-up, coffee, eating, partying, boys, soda, singing, dancing, playing guitar, playing drums and writing music. oh, and watermelon. i adore watermelon. that's off the top of my head, i'm sure there's more.
» DISLIKES • people who take life too seriously, teachers/prefects who give you crap for nothing, homework, working too hard, being hungry, mannequins and dolls (so... creepy...) going to sleep too early, waking up too early, arriving early (thinking about it, pretty much anything early).
» HABITS/QUIRKS • i rock backwards and forwards when i stand still for too long, and i hum songs without realising it.
» FEARS • dolls and mannequins. shit they're creepy. seriously. they freak the crap outta me. can we move on now?
» DREAMS • i guess i just dream about a happy ending. being a famous rock star, meeting a perfect guy and just enjoying everything i do.
» PERSONALITY • life is just like this massive long game, isn't it? and what are rules but obstacles to make it more fun? i love parties and things like that. in fact, if there's anything interesting going on and i'm not there then please launch a search party. i'll probably be dead. or unconscious. or kidnapped by the FBI and mistaken for a wanted enemy agent. crap, that'd be so awesome! anyway, i love just having fun and just going wild. i try to be upbeat and optimistic, but it can be hard sometimes, you know? i like clothes and make-up and i can shop with the best of them, but i'm not afraid of letting my hair down and getting my hands dirty.
i hate people that try and make you do stuff cos they can. you know, like prefects that try and make you go to bed and teachers that don't let you talk? completely inconsiderate. i've always hated rules. in fact, i'll probably do something just because there's a rule against it or someone's told me not to. i do what i want when i want to, and i hate it when people try to stop me. i can take care of myself, i don't need your help, thank you very much.
i'm also pretty impulsive. i do things because i'm curious and i feel like it, and i'm not the best at remembering to think about the consequences. that gets me in trouble heaps, but i don't really care all that much. you don't need good school reports to join a band. i don't really get embarrassed like other girls, and i'm okay with laughing at myself. there's no point in regretting stuff, though. you can't change it so you might as well accept it, so that's what i do.
i like having masses of friends. well, i suppose it depends how you define 'friend'. if it's 'person to have fun and hang around with' then yeah, i love 'em. but if it means 'person to confide in and pour out your soul to' then not so much. i mean, if i really, really liked and trusted someone they might be like that, but i don't go around yelling my inner feelings. i'm actually sort of pissed off about having such an average past. this profile's private, right? i sort of tell lies about stuff. i know i shouldn't, but my life's so boring. it's not like it's hurting anyone, right? i don't confide my own inner feelings, but i'm pretty good at picking up other people's. i'm pretty sensitive, actually. hey, that sounds really cool. "i'm actually quite a sensitive spirit, you know."
THE ANGLES WERE ALL WRONG NOW
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» PLACE OF BIRTH • london, england.
» NATIONALITY • half english, half irish. i can speak gaelic! sort of. a bit. okay, i can say 'hello' and three swear words.
» PARENTS • john and theresa cortez.
» SIBLINGS • god, this may take a while. there's tara (twenty), dane (eighteen), solomon (sixteen), ben (my twin), jessica (twelve), katie (ten), sam (six) and chloe (three).
» OTHER RELATIVES • about a bazillion. and if you say that isn't a number, you've never met my family. what, you expect me to remember them all?
» HISTORY • when my dad, john, was twenty-three or something like that, he went to ireland for a holiday. because ireland's such an exotic place. yeah. so he met my mum, theresa, when he was there, and they got together. when he left, they swapped phone numbers and addresses and all that. two months later, mum called dad and announced that she was pregnant with my oldest sister, tara. dad was freaked out, but he loved her and didn't think having kids was such a bad idea. they stayed in touch and when tara was about to be born he flew to ireland to be there. a year after, they got married and moved into a flat in london. then dane was born. then solomon. then me and ben, my twin.
by then, my dad was working as a bank manager. he earned enough to keep us all going, but we were never rich. my mum had to stay home all day to take care of us all. i argued with ben twenty-four seven and my sisters despaired of me because i wasn't into pink and frills. i was always bored in class and gave my teachers hell, but i loved seeing the looks on their faces when i got straight a's. i've always been smart, if i do say so myself. i was just as close to boys as i was to girls at school, and we were constantly having food fights and branch duels with our playground enemies.
when i was thirteen, my dad's bank transferred him to new york. before i knew it i was on a plane flying across the atlantic, utterly shellshocked and slightly pissed off that ben had the window seat. we still live in the same flat we first rented. it's a squeeze to fit us all in, but it's comfortable. when we got there, we were all enrolled in a crappy little middle school. i continued my pattern there; backchat the teachers, get straight a's. hehe. when i was fourteen, the year ended and it was just assumed that i'd go straight into the nearest high school. that was when we got the letter offering me an academic scholarship to royden high. i wasn't sure if i wanted to go to a school full of snobs, but what the hell. it was better than crapsville high school. so here i am, i guess.
