ROSE, laurien elizabeth
Mar 20, 2010 23:50:28 GMT -5
Post by laurien on Mar 20, 2010 23:50:28 GMT -5
laurien elizabeth rose.
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/ i want to voice this out loud
full name. Laurien Elizabeth Rose.
stage name.Laurien Rose .
nicknames.Lauri, Rosie, Rose.
age & dob. Twenty-five & July 03, 1984.
gender.Female.
sexual orientation. Straight.
career. tv/film actor
hometown.Nashville, Tennessee.
/ it's therapeutic somehow
height. 5'8"
eyes. Blue.
hair. Brown/Brunette.
build.Laurien is tall and lean; her arms and legs being the most muscular parts of her body. For the most part; she's thin, the largest parts of her body being her bust.
distinguishing features. Rosie's bone structure is what makes her face so unique. It lifts her face up, naturally. A shot of botox can't do this to a woman's face. She has this naturally pink tint to her cheeks, only accenting this distinguishing feature of her; also making her look much younger than her actual age.
play-by. Rosie Huntington-Whiteley.
/ so i'm moving to new york
loves.
+ Showtunes
+ Chinese Food
+ Halloween
+ Long vacations.
+ Art.
hates.
+ Liars.
+ Backstabbers.
+ Rap music.
+ Those who think they're better than her.
+ Insects
quirks.
+ If something is happening that doesn't interest her, she drifts off into some uknown train of thought.
+ Speaks very quickly.
+ Has mood swings.
aspirations.
+ To be a movie star, obviously.
+ Start a family before the age of 35.
+ Accumulate as much wealth as her parents.
secrets.
+ She is aware of the affair her mother is having, with a man her own age.
+ Sometimes she literally purges for her sins.
personality evaltuated.
Laurien has this aura about her. You notice her presence the minute she walks into the room, though her graceful movement is usually silent. In auditions and castings, she puts on this shrill facade. She pretends that she is Meryl Streep, gracious and mysterious. She's confident, yet reserved. Not arrogant, but just enough confidence to help her win over casting directors. Well, that's in the workplace. In her personal life, Laurien is not the type of girl you would want to take home to mom. Unless, she was acting. She is the type of girl you sneak through the back door in the morning, the girl your mother warned you about when you were younger. She only watches out for one person: herself. She spent too long watching out for others, it's her own turn. Laurien had always been a sweet girl, up until the incident with her mother. She does have a soft spot, only for those she truly, truly cares about. They are the only ones that see this rambunctious, loud, and fun-loving Laurien. Otherwise, she's all business.
When she's around those she's comfortable with, all her flaws and quirks tend to reveal themselves. Her moods switch constantly. Her anger can go from 3 to 100 in about a second. She knows she can get away with things like that, because they'll love her either way; or so she'd hope. Laurien cherishes her friends, but has been known to backstab a few, to benefit her career. She doesn't want to go back home a failure. Just so her parents can say those four dreaded words. I told you so. That is not happening. She will prove them wrong. No matter what the stakes. She gets this crazy look in her eye when she speaks about her past. Laurien doesn't like to speak of her prim and proper past; this just tends to lead to people judging her. Well, more so then they already do. And as great as her facade may be, she's just as insecure as any one else; if not a little more. This probably roots back to her mother and her pageantry days.
/ i've got issues with my sleep
father. David Bennett Rose, 50, Television Priest.
mother. Elena Victoria Rose, 45, Housewife.
siblings. N / A
pets. if any. N / A
other family.
history evaluated. Laurien Elizabeth Rose was born on a Christmas morning in Nashville. It’s not that hard to imagine what Laurien’s life was like as she was growing up. Her family was more than well off, and she could nearly live in the lap of luxury. But that wasn’t the kind of family she was born into. Her parents were in the business of ministry, well her father was. He runs a televised church service on Sunday morning that is broadcasted internationlly. Her mother was content being a housewife, once being a model until she married. Her own family was beyond well off and she could choose any life she wanted. But there was something about letting the man take care of you, as long as you did everything else. And it was refreshing.
Laurien was brought up on the same land as the family farm, learning how to make the every crop there is. But that wasn’t all she learned. Her mother was a born and bred southern belle, and she instilled on her daughter the meanings of such a title. She let her ride horses and play in the creek, but first and foremost she was meant to act like a lady; prim and proper and with all the elegance and mannerisms high society contained. Laurien never felt pressured to conform; she followed along with the rules simply because she wanted to. She liked the order and stability that came with her lifestyle and religion it was always comforting to her. She was seen as the "perfect" child. Never getting into trouble, or anything. She obeyed every word her parents said. Laurien let this fly up until the year she turned fourteen. She wanted to get out of the countryside and into the city. Of course, her father being a minister he had all kinds of reservations about "worldly" people. He believed his little Lauri would be corrupted and at first refused; but eventually gave in. Her mother was opposed to it as well; though she isn't one to talk to about sinning. Especially because of the ongoing affair she is having. The one that's supposed to be a secret; the one only Lauri knows about. Lauri was a sophmore in college when she found out. She had gone home from Christmas break. She stepped through the door hoping to find a warm welcome; only to find some guy in between her moms' legs. Well, her mom managed to convince her that is was for the best that they didn't mention this "incident" to her father. And Lauri agreed, she knew it would kill her father. Though, her relationship with her mother will never be the same.
Laurien lost all faith in her mother as well as religion and began to go 'astray'. She knew she wanted a career in acting, but up until now her principles stood in her way. She began with some simple lingerie ads, most of which brought shame to her family. Or so her father said. Now, she's in L.A. living off of her own money, from various modelling jobs. It is said that models are for looking and not for talking. She wants to shut people up. And show them her true talents lies with her actually speaking in front of a camera. Now she's practically willing to do anything and anyone to get ahead. Hey, don't judge; it's a dog eat dog world out there.
/ christmas came early for me
alias. Rennae
years of rp experience.4
other characters. N/A
how did you find us. RPG-D.
roleplay sample."I really gotta learn to start saying no." Molly sighed, tugging at the seat of her bright red tights with a scowl in her upper lip. With a grumble beneath her breath she grabbed a stack of leaflets from the bathroom counter, squared her shoulders, and stepped out into the store. Several people turned to look at her, including the store owner who flashed her a smile and thumbs-up. Molly responded with a bright red blush in her cheeks and a shy smile before ducking her head and fast-walking towards the front door. Molly King was all heart. Literally.
She'd done it as a favor to a friend. One of her dad's bandmate's girlfriend or something like that. Molly wasn't entirely sure. But the lady had a quaint little greeting card and knick-knack store on Juniper Avenue that was dying to get some advertisement. And at ten dollars per hour of duty, Molly couldn't turn down the offer. There was no way she would. She'd figured it wouldn't be hard to stand outside the shop and pass out flyers, babbling on about the store and it's upcoming Valentine's Day sale. There had been no mention of the ridiculous, and not to mention gigantic heart outfit she was wearing. The fabric around her face squeezed at the apples of her cheeks, making her feel even more constricted than she already was. Not only did she look completely ridiculous, but the wedgie she was experiencing was far from pleasant.
Even so, she had to suck it up, buttercup. Putting on her big-girl smile, she began to wave to the many people that breezed past her. Plenty of people, as expected, smirked and giggled as they walked by. Molly could feel the blush in her cheeks warming her skin, but chose to simply ignore it. There was no getting around this. And in an hour, she'd be done with it all. One woman walked by with a baby in a stroller, and nearly cooed with delight when she saw Molly. A perfect photo opp for her baby, no doubt. Molly obliged gladly to the offer, putting on a cheesy grin and holding the baby in her arms. Suddenly, with one picture, a swarm of women, men, and children were gathering around her. Instead of becoming just some freak on the street making some money, Molly was suddenly a novelty item. Well, at any rate, pictures were better than sniggers.
