bridges, indigo elle

[eve]

indigo elle bridges.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. indigo elle bridges
stage name. indie bridges
nicknames. indie, inds, indie elle
age & dob. twenty three, fifteenth of january
gender. female
sexual orientation. bisexual
career. film actor
hometown. new york


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 5'6''
eyes. brown
hair. long, naturally light blond
build. slightly on the curvy side
distinguishing features. her blonde hair, long legs
play-by. pixie lott


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. dancing, acting, singing, sleepovers, going out to the bar instead of club with friends, melted marshmallows, liquid eyeliner, fake eyelashes, fashion designing, leopard print, her iphone, new york, friends with benefits, sharpie markers, drunken escapades, the zoo, leopards, cuddles, driving around in her new lamborghini, doing up her lamborghini, mechanics, the smell of pine trees, christmas, thrills, no strings attached.
hates. fakes, really boring people, seriousness, sluts, skanks, being taken advantage of, automatically being thought of as super innocent because of her looks, facebook, farmville, brocolli, cranberry juice, mopeds, flamingoes, people who want a commitment when she doesn't, poptarts, being called 'fat' because she's a little curvier than a lot of actors.
quirks. never goes without wearing a ring on her finger, always clears her throat before answering the phone, taps her nails against a hard surface when sitting down and bored.
aspirations. to become a triple threat in hollywood, to have her own clothes line, to have a family of her own and not make a mess of it.
secrets. her best friend's parents practically raised her as their own, an ex boyfriend and her made a sex tape and when they broke up, he made copies of it to blackmail her.
personality evaluated. indie is the type of girl who puts a smile on people's faces. she has this aura about her which is contagious and catches on to other people when they're a part of it.

/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. tanner bridges, 45, unknown.
mother. victoria bridges , 40 , unknown.
siblings. none.
pets. none.
other family. not really family, but she considers them her family.
walter trainor , 57 , lawyer
jacinta trainor , 55 , midwife
belle trainor , 22 , actress
taylor trainor , 25 , crew member
history evaluated. ten detailed dot points, or three healthy paragraphs. also include how they got into showbiz, thnx.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. eve
years of rp experience. five?
other characters. none yet
how did you find us. can't remember D:
roleplay sample.

tallen was in a super worried mode right now, which never happened. he'd never been this worried. ever, about anything. he was calm and collected and had a very laid back way of life, mostly because he was high a lot of the time. but he'd cut back on the spliffs and the tablets and everything since new york. he'd gotten his big break, and to keep himself in his dreams, he needed to get himself together. and you could say he was in a much better place than he was before. new york had changed him. he had new family, a half sister. and although he hadn't gotten to know her yet, and started on the wrong side of her, he was determined to change all that. he wanted to be closer to her, she was sort of a new start of a family for him. he loved his full sister yes, but maybe he could be closer to tins, with age and verything. they actually seemed to be quite similiar personality wise, but they clashed instead of clicking. he'd fix it eventually. as for right now, he didn't give a fuck about tinsley. he didn't give a fuck about his movie and acting career. he didn't care for anything except for jac. she was the only thing he needed to make his life complete. everything else could just disappear. he wanted her and her only, and if it took giving up his dreams for her to be okay and happy, he would.

tallen sprinted up the stairs all the way up to the roof. yes, that is a lot of stairs, but he had no time waiting for the god awfully slow elevator to bring him up. if he knew his jaylee, which he definitely did, she liked going places isolated to think when she was upset. and the roof was the first place he thought of. he burst through the door to the roof and looked around, breathless. he jogged around the roof, calling her name, not really tiring out as adreniline was pumping his through his veins and kept him going and full of stamina. "oh for fuck sake," he grumbled to himself. not because he'd ran all the way up to the roof to find jac wasn't there, but just because he still didn't know where he was. he took his phone out of his pocket for the fifth time and tried ringing her, but it went straight to voicemail, meaning it was off. she obviously didn't want to be bothered. well tough shit jacqueline vaughn, tal was going to bother you and talk to you and make you feel better whether you liked it or not. he ran his hand through his hair and shivered a little with the winter winds breezing past him. he looked up at the strangely clear and starry night and sighed. she could be anywhere in the city. but if it took him all night, he'd find her.

so off he went down off the roof and this time, got the elevator down all the way down to the lobby. his legs felt a little jelly-like from the running up the stairs, so he sat down in the lift while it went down to the first floor, to the lobby and reception and all that jazz. he checked his watch. eleven pm. now where could jac go this late at night where no one would go. he glanced around his surroundings, looking for any sort of clue. then he found his answer. the pool. it was closed at nine, but that would no way stop jac going in and sitting around. he walked into it, feeling quite tired from the whole running and panic mood he'd just been in and was still in. you could see in his face he was still worried. he walked to the pool entrance, and glanced around. no one was around. he jiggled the door a little then walked in. immediatly he seen jac. a wave of relief washed over him. "oh thank god," he whispered to himself. he walked briskly over towards her. "tallen, go away," she had sniffled at him, getting up to go. he shook his head and quickly but gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him. "don't be stupid jac, come here," he said softly to her, pulling her into his embrace and cradling her in a hug.