DUPREE, ELISABETH SINCLAIR

[kelsey1]

elisabeth sinclair dupree.
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/ i want to voice this out loud
full name. elisabeth sinclair dupree
stage name. lisbe sinclair
nicknames. lisbe, liz.
age & dob. august seventh, nineteen eighty-eight & twenty-three.
gender. female.
sexual orientation. straight, although she's entertained the thought of girls.
career. tv/film actor
hometown. anaheim, california.

/ it's therapeutic somehow
height. five foot eight.
eyes. brown.
hair. dark brown.
build. tall, skinny, somewhat lanky.
distinguishing features. long, dark hair. her tattoos.
play-by. valerie poxleitner.
/ so i'm moving to new york
loves. old movies, bonfires, winter and summer time, sleepovers, girl talks, raves, taking care of her friends and family, pep talks, writing, reading the great gatsby, seeing the sunrise, hikes, shooping sprees, power naps, her cat chewbacca, harry potter, juice boxes, sushi, scarves, concerts, rating random guys 1-10, new and old friends, parties, orange tic tacs, going to the lake, poloroids, dreamcatchers, feathers, singing, playing guitar, video games, events, call backs.
hates. brusselsprouts, pitch black, thunderstorms and lightening, losing important things, being clumsy, being scatterbrained, having an empty stomach, when people don't try their hardest, her ipod messing up, hospitals, losing out on a job, getting upset in front of people, her habit of burning food, being too hot or to cold, hangovers, an empty house.
quirks. plays with her hair when she's nervous, she sings in the shower, and she walks around a lot when she talks on her phone.
aspirations. be in a musical made for film, have a family, become a classy, well known actress (someone like sandra bullock) .
secrets. she lost her virginity to her brother's best friend when she was eighteen and he doesn't know. she spent a night in jail at age nineteen for public drunkeness. it never happened again.
personality evaluated.
lisbe is a very interesting sort of girl. for the most part, she is a sweetheart and always looks out for her friends and family. she worries too much and constantly second guesses herself. she pushes people to go far and do their bessed, and often times gets pissed when they do not. she means well, but can point out these types of things to people and cause rifts. lisbe is incredibly friendly and social. she wants to get to know all types of people because they truly fascinate her. her friends joke and say she should have become some famous talk show host for people and their problems like dr. phil or oprah. with her social side comes a bit of partying. she tries not to get drunk for the sole purpose of doing so, but she has been drunk, yes. when she is upset she's been known to get carried away with the jack daniels. when she's drunk she tends to be a hot mess, annoyed by most things, and just sort of mean spirited. she typically can handle herself save for the one time when she spent the night in jail several years ago. lisbe is a dork and really quite proud of it. she enjoys literature and movies like star wars and star trek and harry potter. she likes video games and prides herself in being a boss at call of duty. lisbe is incredibly musical. growing up, she was constantly in them whether it be at school or at a local theater. she can be really silly and theatrical, but really what person in showbiz does not have that ability?

her shy side comes out when she is around much more experianced people in hollywood. she is very humbled by them. lisbe is definately not a slut nor does she hook up. relationships are really intense and precious to her. she tends to be quite awkward around guys she likes as more than friends. she doesn't talk about it much, but she is really a romantic person. she likes those types of things. she is rather guarded though about relationships. she has walls she puts up before she lets a guy in. lisbe is quite trustworthy. she has dirty secrets like most people so she keeps them well. as i said earlier, she likes to help people out, but she also likes to make them laugh. if she can make a few people smile in a day, she's content. she is not a genius by any means, but she can hold her own in a conversation. she was typically an average student. lisbe is adventerous and it is a main factor in why she loves acting. it gives her the ability to travel to tons of different places. overall, lis is a good person. she has her faults, as everyone does, but she makes the best of the way she is.


/ i've got issues with my sleep
father. gerard dupree , fifty-three , art dealer.
mother. lynn dupree , would be fifty , artist & painter. deceased.
siblings. jack dupree , twenty-four , actor.
pets. cat, chewbacca.
other family. n/a
history evaluated.

- gerard and lynn met in college. lynn was studying art, gerard business. they fell in love, graduated, and got married. gerard started a career dealing art for his wife. the pair moved from san francisco to anaheim/

-the couple was blessed with a son two years later which they named jack dupree. only a year later they had elisabeth dupree.

-as a young kid, lisbe entered elementery school. she was characterized as a pushover from day one. her brother, only a year older, typically stood up for herself until one day he told her he was going to stop until she learned how to help herself. she took his advice and began to be more confident and handle peple better.

-in third grade, lisbe expressed interest in trying out for a local production of the sounds of music as the youngest daughter. she recieved the roll and fell in love with the stage.

-sixth grade rolled around and her father bought her an old guitar. she was sortof a hyper kid around this stage of life. he figured she could focus her energy on something and calm down a bit.

-at the end of middle school, lisbe had began to take notice in boys as majority of girls do. one in particular caught her eye, her brother's best friend. they were freshmen in high school at the time.she knew she didn't have a chance.

-high school finally rolled around, lisbe had began singing long before this point. she was involved in musicals and plays. her mother was diagnosed with cancer in her sophomore year.

-her mother passed a year later, leaving her and her brother and father devastated. she quitting plays for that year and tended to walk around in a general state of saddness as did her brother. but along came his friend. he helped her brother get out of his slump then started working on lisbe.

-they grew fairly close over that time. he helped her find the passion again for theater and singing as well as life in general. she started falling for him over again. eventually he took her virginity, but he didn't want to fuck up his relationship with her brother jack, so he didn't take whatever they had further. at the end of the year, he left for college at nyu and her brother moved to la for acting.

-lisbe finished of high school and moved to la along with her brother. she began to do work in commercials and have small roles on t.v. shows that required minimal speaking. currently, she is working on getting a bigger role in a movie or tv show. she still wonders about her brother's friend and what happened to that whole deal, but she is getting over it.



/ christmas came early for me
alias. kelsey
years of rp experience. two-three years.
other characters. n/a
how did you find us. advertisement.
roleplay sample.

-----Izzy was, well for lack of a better word or phrase, different. No she didn't have mental problems, she wasn't crazy, and no one had ever shouted at her to "stop eating the paste." She was different in the sense of her personality and life experiances and had really only come to realize it while on this current tour. Almost every single person had the straight mindset of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. Every person aside from Izzy. In fact, she was a virgin and had barely touched any alcohol in her life. Even in during highschool, rather than go out to some huge party, she'd stay in and hang out with her dad. Oh, but don't get me wrong. As good as she was on the outside didn't mean she had never wanted to do something "bad" for once. Izzy wanted to break the rules as much as the next kid, of course. But she didn't. She never did, and she hated that. Izzy was far to concerned with the way she knew she should act. She wasn't one to want to draw negative attention to herself. In fact, she didn't really ever want to draw attention to herself anyways. She was perfectly fine with being a total behind the scenes person. But of course she never really was completely unoticed. When you worked for a band of any sort there were always certain people who gossiped or made comments about you, your story, how you came to be with the band, who you are probably having sex with in the band, and what drugs you're on. Things like that. Izzy had found anything about herself thus far, but she wasn't exactly looking to hard for it. She was afraid of what she'd find. Izzy was quite the contridiction. Wanted to cause a little trouble, but didn't want to read about it the next day on every gossip site on the internet.
---Sometimes she wanted to be another person just for a day. Someone like. Someone like... Alaska October. Now there was a badass who didn't give a shit if there ever was one. From her flaming orange hair to spunky personality, everything about this girl screamed look at me, "I win at life and you don't so suck it." Izzy was almost jealous. Almost. But she definately admired her more than any other girl she had ever met. Despite there quite obvious differences, Izzy and Allie became good friends around the beggining of tour. And as Izzy had begun to take notice, Allie had taken it upon herself to corrupt her good little friend. Although most the time she refused, she'd done a few crazy things since tour started. Mostly involving wal-mart pranks, but so what. It was a start at the least. Maybe one day she'd do something made of so much complete win that everyone would view her in a different light. Maybe everyone wouldn't think she was a prude or a fun-sucker. Fat chance.
---For as long as Izzy could recall, she'd had the same personality. Goodie two shoes with a inclination to save people. That had been her brand since her mother was killed in a car crash when she was around age three. She took on the role of mom for her dad and brothers. Cleaning up after them. Making sure they showered. Making dinner. She did it all. Maturity came quickly for her. It was her duty, you know? She just wasn't your average nineteen year old. And although people often poked fun at her for being the way she was, around high school she decided to adopt the motto "screw you. I don't give a flying fuck." Although she would never say that aloud. Izzy didn't have a sailor mouth like most of the people she knew. She reserved those for special occasions like when she was mad. And boy could she get mad. Her temper, if it were a color, would be like her hair. Flaming as hell. Luckily she didn't lash out at people much. It was like Halley's Comet. Once every seventy-five years or something. You catch my drift.
---At the current moment, Izzy was walking back from the stage area, camera in tow, ready to get in the bus for the night possibly. Her red hair was piled up on top of her head in attempt to keep her as cool temperatured as possible. No luck though. Today had been hot as hades. It truly was the dog days of summer in her opinion, but she'd grown up in New York. Anything could be terribly hot in her opinion. As she walked, she scanned through the pictures she had taken from the day's Line of Sight set. Some of them weren't half bad, but some were downright terrible in her opinion. Izzy was her hardest critic. She pushed herself to do better at every goal she had. I mean, she had to really. If she was going to make this a profession, Izzy needed to be pretty freaking good at it. She scrunched up her face at a few and deleted some. She needed to compare and contrast with some other photographers. Maybe Lucas. He was damn good at what he did. After going through a few more, Izzy let the camera hang around her neck as she walked on a bit more. She walked past the catering line and grinned a little. Looks like the bands were in full swing with the drinking after thet sets were done. She contemplated grabbing something quick to eat, but nothing really seemed good at the moment. To be honest, she wanted kool-aid and that she had on the bus. Picking up her pace, Izzy arrived to the bus in a matter of minutes. Swinging the door open, she completely basked in the full on air conditioning that hit her as she walked inside. That had to be one of the most glorious feelings ever. There was nothing like going from hot to just right in a few seconds. Nothing at all.
---Izzy pulled the camera off from around her neck and placed it gingerly on a table. She opened the fridge and searched for the kool-aid that she made the previous day. Already it was three-fourths gone. Twenty bucks Seth or Wyatt downed it all. She went ahead and poured a glass. Luckily it had enough for one. Sipping at the contents, Izzy closed the fridge door and made her way to the back lounge to sit. Ah, finally her relaxation time after a hard day's work could begin. This of course lasted about two whole minutes before she heard another voice. A familiar voice. Allie's voice? She sounded drunk out of her mind which brought a slight smile to Izzy's face. Typical Alaska. Coming over to possibly corrup her again. Setting her kool-aid glass down, Izzy made her way back to the front and spotted Allie. "Well, well, well. Look at what we have here. A drunken Alaska October. Do tell me, how in the world did you find the bus?" she asked jokingly. Izzy had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that this night was about to get more interesting than ever.

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