BEHIND THE SCREEN

Name/Alias: Sam

Experience: More than two years

Contact Information:
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msn= happyfreak811@hotmail.com ((I might have to be told to get on though))


NITTY GRITTY

Full Name: stevey mitchells

Nicknames: steve

Sexual Orientation: lesbian

Age: twenty

Year: sophmore

Major: fashion design

Minor: dramatic literature


MEMORANDUM

Play By: agyness deyn

Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 125lbs

Eye Color: blue

Hair Color: blonde

Appearance:
Stevey Mitchells can be considered a rather interesting sort of being. Looking as though she might be slightly petite from afar, she turns out to not really be. While she's no giant and doesn't even come close to breaking six feet, she was always considered one of the taller girls growing up in her hometown. It was one of those things that she eventually got rather annoyed with and ended up being ecstatic about when she'd finally ended up stopping. There were a lot of comments made the moment some of the other girls or boys started to pass her by. She didn't care though. It was sort of nice to finally have people be taller than her. To go with her slightly tall stature, Stevey has always been rather skinny. It's not like she even really tried to be small, but that was just the way that things went. No matter what she put in her system she would end up not even gaining a pound. Actually, there were even times she'd end up losing weight. In the end though, she really is happy being small. It makes life much easier and than she doesn't ever have to worry about looking at herself one day and realizing that she's blown up like a balloon.

As far as general style, Stevey likes to stay relaxed. She can deal with a uniform if need be, but once she's allowed free from it some sort of funky outfit can be expected. While many might have once seen her as the punk girl, she really wouldn't say that. When it comes to labels, Stevey usually just asks if she gets to be campbells or progresso. The short spunky haircut has been around for a little bit at this point. It's not really one of those things that she planned on keeping for a long time, but it ended up sticking. At times she'll end up pulling out some sort of funky colored gel and putting it through the light locks, but that only really happened when she was going to a party. Otherwise the locks were left to do whatever they pleased. Usually that ended with her having a mass of hair sticking out of the side of her head from sleeping. In the morning all that she ever tried to do was run a straightener through it a couple of times.

When looking at Stevey she really does sort of seem slightly plain. She doesn't really match her personality to a tee, but she's fine with that. In her mind matching what she was on the inside outside would really just be a hassle and she'd end up looking like she really had no idea what was going on in the world. Every now and than she'll pull out that piece that shocks everybody around her, and she likes those times. The only reason she ever does anything like that is to see people's reactions. Other than that though, she prefers to stay in the more comfortable sort of clothes. That includes big sweatshirts and sweatpants.


THE SCOOP

Likes:
-Hair Dye/Bleach
-Finding New Clothes
-Making Beaded Bracelets
-Contacts
-Dancing
-Alcohol
-Cocaine
-Needles
-Piercings
-Sharpies
-Writing On Herself
-Film
-Cameras
-Old Movies
-Paint

Dislikes:
-Cops
-The Thought of Getting Older
-Rubber Bands
-Going to School
-People Who Give Up
-Acid
-High Heels
-Shrugs((What’s the point in a jacket that doesn’t cover your entire torso?))
-When Sunglasses Break
-Blue Inked Pens
-Practically Choking on Charcoal

Strengths:
-good people skills
-hard working
-gets along with most people
-won't stop working until things are right.
-always makes sure everything is in order
-rather carefree
-doesn't let other's thoughts bring her down.
-willing to fight for any cause that she's passionate for.
-would probably fight most anybody for a friend that has been hurt.
-independent and more than willing to take care of herself
-can usually come up with the best way to have fun, if not just a way to have fun.

Weaknesses:
-completely addicted to drugs
-slightly hypocritical
-easily trusting
-has a slightly short attention span.
-sometimes gets fed up with people for the smallest of things.
-can have a bit of a temper when she's hungover or sleepy.
-can't seem to bring herself to go to sleep before midnight any time of the week, and that's on an early night for her.
-saves all of her work for the very last moment.
-tends to get caught up in things she doesn't mean to. In other words she'll say something as a joke, but than somebody will hear about it and think she was serious.
-passes judgment on people based solely on first impressions. It's really hard to get a second opinion in Stevey's mind.

Personality: There are many different twists and turns when you look at Stevey’s personality, but certain ones show more then other. From deep inside of herself as well as the air around her, Stevey is a rebel at heart. The only problem that she finds is that she really doesn’t know what to rebel against. Whenever she does feel very passionately about something, then she’ll do whatever she can possibly do to make sure that she perhaps has made some sort of a difference, even if it’s just a small one.

Deep at heart, Stevey is an extremely caring and loving person. She’ll do anything for anybody that’s close to her. When it comes to people that have become close to her, she’ll fight for them and possibly even kill if it’s that serious of a problem, though knowing the people that she hangs out with it probably won’t end up happening. She really isn’t into people who are mean enough or bitchy enough to end up getting to somebody enough that she’d have to do something that bad to somebody else for them.

Her general outlook on life is actually pretty optimistic. She doesn’t see that much of a point in looking at the bad in everything; it’ll just discourage you to no end. Therefore, she always looked at the glass to be half full or a third full if she believes that that’s a little bit closer of an estimate. If you ask her what she thinks of when you say the word apple, she thinks of the word apple written in green lettering. When she thinks about things, she analyzes them from every angle she can seem to figure out and then even tries to make a few up. She refuses to see things as black and white and that sometimes ends all for the better.

Some may consider some of Stevey’s actions to be a little bit eccentric, but she’s really just spontaneous. She decides to do random things at the oddest times possible. She really just finds that ideas pop into her head and she has a need to act off of them. A lot of the time, it has a lot to do with some piece she’s working on or possibly a photograph that she’s wanted to set up. Other times it’ll just be something she wants to do like jumping off of a cliff or going skinny dipping.

If you ever catch Stevey after dark then be prepared to deal with the stale breath that comes from alcohol and the extreme ditzyness that tends to be paired with being high. The usual drug of choice tends to be cocaine, but along with that she is often high off of weed, acid, or ecstasy. She has yet to try any heroine and is a little bit nervous at the thought of it, though she is sure that she’d probably not end up hating it as much as she thinks. It’s the deathly addiction she’s scared of if anything as well as the horrible withdrawal that it could eventually lead to.

When it all comes down to it, Stevey is just trying to have a good time. There are times that she acts completely juvenile and crazy, but that’s just her having fun. Over all, she’s not hard to please like a little kid, but that sometimes seems to annoy other people. They think that she’s just trying to get attention, and well, there’s actually a really good chance that she is, but that’s not completely what her life is based on. What person in this world doesn’t like to have attention and just because she’s not exactly like everybody else that doesn’t mean that she isn’t like most everybody else in other ways.

A TESTIMONY

Family:
Mother:
Birth Mother: Rachel Evans
33 years old and married to Jack Evans. Her current profession is as a nurse. She hasn’t seen Stevey since she was two months old. Over all, she’s lived a fairly normal life, though sometimes misses the one she gave up. Now, she had her own family and has hidden the fact that she already had a kid once from the rest of her family.
Father:
Adopted Father: Patrick Micthells
Patrick is 37 years of age and gay. He, and his partner, adopted Stevey before she was born and have loved and cared for her for her entire life. He is a tattoo artist and also works as a bartender at night for some extra money around. There are loads of tattoos on his arms and he has a mohawk, but he’s far from being a scary guy.

Adopted Father: Robert Trinstin
Robert is also 37 and has been with Patrick for about twenty years now. They’ve been engaged for most of that time, but don’t want to ever actually get married since married or not, they’ll always feel the same way about each other. He’s an extreme contrast to his partner being a computer programmer. His hair is usually shaggy and the only slightly “off” thing about him is a tattoo of a flower with a pixie sitting on it done by Patrick on his lower back.
Siblings:
none

Pets: none

Special Belongings: As far as personal belongings, Stevey isn't really all that into material objects, but, her dad took her to a Goo Goo Dolls Concert when she was only seven and got her a shirt. It's still huge on her, but she loves it to death. It smells of smoke and it rather thin and isn't leaving her possessions anytime soon.

History:
It had been decided who Stevey, unnamed at that point, would be given to about four months before she was born. While Rachel wasn’t exactly thrilled with giving away her daughter to a family that would give her two fathers and no mothers, she had to accept since she didn’t have any other option at this very moment. She was a sixteen year old that had made a mistake and being nit picky about where a child she didn’t want would end up would just give her more attachment. The men seemed nice and they seemed as though they’d always be able to care for the child and that was all she really could ask for in the end.

When the child was born, the name was left to the two men that would be taking the child. Stevey was a name that Patrick has always hoped to name a daughter of his. His first male love had been Stevie and he just liked the name for a girl. As for Renee, that was the name of Robert’s god mother who’d passed away not to long before they received Stevey.

The family was happy. Both males were so glad that they had somebody else to take care of and the child always seemed to be so happy. As she grew up, before going off to preschool, Stevey thought her life to be the best that she could possibly wish to have. It was when she reached school age that she began to realize that there was something different about her family compared to everybody else’s. They all had people in their families that they called moms and she just had two dads. The guys said she was lucky for that, but the girls were always saying how much they loved their moms. When she asked about that, her dads told her that there were many different families some with one mom some with two, some with one dad and some with two. She accepted it after that.

The whole thing about her having two dads came up again in middle school. It was around then that the adolescents began figuring out what gay was and Stevey found herself losing a lot of friends. There was a short amount of time that she actually resented them for being what they were. That sort of passed fast and that was when she started to sort of question her own sexuality.

She’d had a few boyfriends up until then, they seemed to enjoy her different outlook on life as well as her style. It was in seventh grade that she ended up getting into her first relationship with another female, it lasted about three months, but she was sure that she was bi sexual after that. It actually took a while for her to actually tell her dads that she was bisexual, but once she did they were fine with it. All along she knew that they would be, but it was just an odd thing to talk to them about, actually they seemed rather proud of her for being bi, it was a little bit frightening.

Now, she’s completely over being frightened about what anybody thinks about her or anything else for that matter. She’s always up for anything. Though nothing too crazy has happened in her life, she plans on doing about a million and one crazy different things that’ll make things even more exciting for her.

She went through her entire highschool career with that exact same thought in her mind. Despite her general choice to skip or show up to class half stoned, she only graduated a year later then most of her other classmates. There were tons of boyfriends and girlfriend that popped into and out of her life, yet none of them stayed. Most of them seemed to freak out because of her drugs or because they just never really clicked the way that she wanted them to. Still, she does have a place for her heart for each and every person she'd ever dated.

Although over the years she tried to not be as crazy as she tended to be at times, but she still didn't want to completely kill her fire. While she's tried to few times to kick the coke she has yet to be able to do that and as for her general life style of wanting to party for her entire life, she's kept up with that too. It had been her own choice to come here. She decided that perhaps going into a prep school would do her some sort of good. In the end she really did decide that even if she didn't kick the addiction it was going to be a lot of fun. Actually, she's pretty sure it'll be fun if she kicks everything or not. After all, she'll get the chance to be with a lot of girls and get to experiment. Despite all of that though, she is serious about this. She wants to be here and learn. Even if she was a partier when she was younger and still would be considered one, she's serious about this.


MISCELLANEOUS

Sample RP:

Quote:

What was it in this life that could be more relaxing then coffee in the middle of the night? Well, not much unless that coffee was with a good friend. So, after logging off line, and deciding it was probably best to get some pants on, Cash got off the computer and grabbed a pair of sweatpants. He pulled those on over top of his boxers and then pulled on his white v-neck shirt. Perhaps there were a lot of people in this world that would say that Cash owned way too many v-neck, but he couldn't really help it, they fit better and showed off his tattoo. Actually, if one of his shirts hadn't ended up coming in v-neck, he would just cut them to be the way that he wanted them to be. He pulled on the bottom of the shirt a little bit as he walked out of his main room. A small sigh left his lips as he looked over his apartment. It was a little bit more then he really wanted, but it was paid for by his parents so that was all that really mattered. The walk up to Owen's really didn't end up taking him all that long. Actually, he probably could have gone faster, but he didn't want to seem rushed. It would probably end up being rather awkward if he ended up at her front door only two moments after the two of them ended up logging offline. Sure, Cash liked to be around the girl, but that didn't mean that he was going to run to be with her. Then again it wasn't like Cash ever felt that way about people these days. Maybe back before all the stuff with his sister he had, but not anymore. There had been a few instances that he would consider himself having fallen in love, but in all truth he had yet to have that feeling of never wanting to be away from his significant other. A hand ran through his black hair as he leaned back on the elevator. Soon enough he was sure that he'd be up at the top. Owen was only a few floors away, but it was amazing how long that could really feel. The doors dinged and he stepped out and past a few of the other late nighters. As usual he got a look from one of the older tenants, but that was normal. Most of the older tenants didn't really enjoy having such a heavily pierced and tattooed boy wondering around. It was even funnier when Owen and him would walk around the hallways near some of the rooms occupied by the older people. He smiled and greeted a few people. Even if they wanted to think that he's just a bad person, he really didn't care. For Cash, just because somebody judged him already, he didn't find a reason to end up having to be an ass to them and just confirm all suspicions. Once that had been taken care of he headed to his friends room. Every now and then he forgot the number, but it wasn't too shocking since he wasn't there everyday. It was probably better he wasn't there all the time though. Cash didn't always like her roommates. Warren wasn't horrible, but he really couldn't condone Tim after seeing him bring home a girl early one night, leaving and coming back with a completely different one a few hours later. Finally he had arrived at the door that he was sure was Owen's. After looking around sure that he was being watched or something like that, he turned to the door. His hand was lifted up and a light knock was placed on the doors front. After that he just sort of wrapped his arms around his waist waiting for the door to finally be opened up.

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