PARKER, wixom

[wixom parker]

WIXOM NICOLE PARKER

LET'S GET STARTED, YO.
...the basics, the beginning, yadda yadda.

FULL NAME • • wixom nicole parker.
NICKNAME(S) • • none.
GENDER • • female.
AGE • • twenty - two.
BIRTHDAY • • january fifth.
SEXUALITY • • straight.
JOB • • photographer for escape the fate.

APPEARANCE IS EVERYTHING...?
...well not really, but it is something.

EYE COLOR • • brown, sometimes they look golden.
HAIR COLOR • • black.
HEIGHT • • five foot five inches
DISTINGUISING MARKS • • scar on her wrist when she accidently broke her window while knocking on it, and her eyes sometimes turn golden when the light hits them right
PLAYED BY • • pilin goodsell.
PERSONAL STYLE • • black hair and pale complexion, typical warped tour style sort of. but that never really stopped wixom from changing. she keeps he hair black because it’s actually her natural hair color, it’s never seen one drop of dye in her lifetime and it never will. she usually keeps it wavy, sometimes she'll straighten it fully but mostly it's wavy. as for her wardrobe, it's all dark colors with some light colors mixed in here and there, it just depends on her mood to be honest. she likes the way darker colors look on her compared to blue and red and such. as for her makeup she tries to keep it as natural as possible, though she has her days where she looks somewhat a raccoon, but she doesn't really care.

IT'S THE INSIDE THAT COUNTS.
...yep, that's right, personality is the key.

LIKES • • parties, rock music, dark colors, alcohol, taking pictures, cereal, sleeping, night time, talking, texting, walking around, drawing (even if she resorts to stick figures), the smell of strawberries, make - up, snow, swimming, being goofy, the smell of lakes, making jewelry.
DISLIKES • • mornings, veggies, being told what to do, liars, snakes, wedges, when the alcohol runs out, bitches, being cold, the smell of hot dogs, mornings, waking up early.
HOPES • • become a famous photographer, fall in love, have her own line of jewelry if all else fails.
FEARS • • failure, growing old alone, snakes, birds, being buried alive, and being burned alive.
OVERALL PERSONALITY • • wixom is a very social girl, she likes to hang out and mingle with even strangers. she can strike up a conversation with anyone and not feel weird or concerned about how they react to her quirkiness. she likes to talk a lot, and it shows. she could tell you her whole life story if she wanted, and sometimes she does. this makes her a very bold person as well. she can never really say no to a challenge, and she will always do any challenge, hard or not.

wixom also happens to be very loyal to her friends. if her friends are running from the law, she will keep her lips sealed, even if that means she ends up in jail. she won't blame stupid things on her friends if they end up getting caught, she'll take full responsibility. she's also a very goofy girl, loving to have a laugh and making people laugh whenever she can, she just likes the way people smile. when things get stressful wixom becomes quiet and anxious and that's when people can tell things are up.

WE'RE GETTING CLOSER NOW...
...you should share more about yourself.

PARENTS • • adam (53) and lisa parker (50).
SIBLINGS • • jared parker (29).
OTHERS • • aunt cindy and uncle jared.
HISTORY • • wixom doesn't have what you would call a 'tragic past', no. she was born to adam and lisa parker on a cold winters night and the two couldn't be happier. she was a healthy baby girl with healthy parents and a healthy older brother. her parents praised the lord that they were blessed with such a fine family. you guessed it, her parents were hardcore religious people. when they brought wixom home they immediately started to drill the lord almighty into her head, they were that into their religion. instead of telling stories about cinderella and snow white, she got told about moses and abraham. all through her toddler years as well.

when she hit elementary school wixom had honestly had enough about the preaching of god. she attended church every sunday, went to bible study once every week and was forced to join the youth group they offered there. by the end of third grade she was tired of it because by this point her parents enrolled her into catholic school. wixom didn't want to enter catholic school because all her friends from the neighborhood attended public school, and that's where she wanted to be, with her friends. but her parents didn't listen to her, they just shoved more of their religion down her throat until she just shut up and studied. that's how it went until ninth grade.

once she hit high school year wixom had had enough. she forced her parents to enroll her into public school or she'd turn to satan as a religion and her parents had no choice but to accept her offer, even though she was bluffing, she wouldn't do that. she quickly discovered that public school was much more different then catholic, and she enjoyed the sense of freedom she had. there she started to hang out with the kids who had a darker view on life, even though her view was still peachy keen. but it was there that she developed her smoking habit, and she still has yet to break it. she also experimented with a lot of stuff, but her favorite thing being alcohol. in fact, she is a recovering alcoholic, but sometimes she tends to go overboard.

during her junior year her parents got into a fatal accident, leaving them both dead and wixom homeless. wixom didn't want to live with her brother, as they didn't exactly see eye to eye on everything, so she was shipped off to her aunt and uncles house, where they didn't shove religion down her throat and there weren't bibles in the drawers in ever room. wixom turned to alcohol to ease her pain, because even though her parents were sort of strict, she loved them, they were her parents. her views on religion changed and she stopped believing in god all together. she didn't understand how he could take her parents from her. but she got over the pain for the most part and got help for her alcohol problem. it was in rehab that she picked up her love for photography, and she's been doing that ever since she was 18.

AND WHAT ABOUT YOU, HMM?
...tell us about the person behind the character.

YOUR NAME/ALIAS • • heather.
AGE • • 18.
RP EXPERIENCE • • two years
KEYWORD • • poppin.
RP SAMPLE • •

"well, it sure seems like something's wrong... what happened? did someone threaten you or something?" Jersey shook his head, causing him to feel slightly light headed. That was probably just because he was thinking a lot though and causing his brain to go into overdrive. It needed to when dealing with something like this. "No, nothing like that. I just...I don't know. I just feel weird." He said, stating a semi-truth statement. He did feel weird, but that was because he was an idiot and he wished he could take back time and tell Vera to wait. It's sad that he wouldn't deny her anything she wanted, but he'd make her wait. What the hell Jersey?

"continue..." Craig urged, and jersey didn't want to. He wanted to just staple his mouth shut, then Craig wouldn't get vital information. Nope. But he had to probably. But maybe if he kept his mouth shut for some good time Craig would let it go. Who the hell was he kidding? This was Craig.

"jersey... you know i don't like secrets. especially when they're secrets that you're sweating over." Oh he knew that. But he had to keep them if he wanted to make it to 24 next march. And besides, they were his secrets, he could keep them if he wanted. He didn't want Craig to kill him and he didn't want Chrissie to basically be crushed all over again. It would have been like it was when he told her about his ex, and he had ended up cheating on her as well. Well, what the hell? "you can't just start and stop before you tell me what happened. it doesn't work that way" craig said, then started to take a sip of his water. Jersey shook his head, not about to say a word unless he figured it out. Which he probably would by the end of the day, he usually did. "They're my fucking secrets. I'll tell you when I want." He said, frustrated with himself and everything.

Jersey didn't even notice the pause as Craig started figure it out, getting that brain of his working. Jersey was too busy inside his own head, figuring out how the hell he was going to tell Chrissie the news. She would be heart broken, and so would he. He then looked at Craig, remembering that he was there. He wondered what he was thinking. If only he knew that it wasn't such great news.

"you didn't." Craig said and Jersey looked at him. Oh fuck, he figured it out. And now Jersey was a dead man. He had made it 23 years, which was better then 18 he guessed. But Craig looked pissed. No wait, he looked beyond pissed. He looked like he would just rip Jersey to pieces, which is probably what he would do. He then flexed his jaw and Jersey winced internally. He had it coming though, but he wasn't ready for it. "you didn't." he repeated and Jersey adverted his eyes and turned his face away from Craig a little. He then indicated that he did, feeling sick to his stomach. "Everything." He whispered, still not looking at him. Sure, he was being vague, but he wasn't about to give Craig a full detailed list of everything he had done. That was for Jersey's business only. And maybe Craig would forget that in that category was the three lettered word that he wanted to shoot. Started with a s, ended with a x. You know, e in the middle? Yeah, that one. His hair fell into his face and he didn't dare move it. He didn't dare move at all.

[kyle burns]