WELLINGTON, sierra ruthie

[emsaro]

sierra ruthie wellington.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. sierra ruthie wellington
stage name. sierra wellington
nicknames. cici
age dob. nineteen / april seventh
gender. female
sexual orientation. heterosexual ( bi-curious, possibly bi-sexual )
career. tv/film actress
hometown. birmingham, michigan


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. five feet and five and a half inches
eyes. hazel
hair. auburn / brown
build. thin / petite
distinguishing features. full lips, heart shaped face, somewhat high cheekbones, button nose, thin yet distinguishable scar on the right side of her stomach from an appendectomy several years ago
play-by. emma roberts


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. musicals, spooning, late night drives, acting, chocolate chips, boys, true religion jeans, summertime, the midwest, acoustic music, horror movies, belly laughs, garlic bread, angry birds, smoothies, kittens, kindles, remixes, shopping, twiggy, swans, big sunglasses, foxes, men in tuxedoes, shorts, italy, greek mythology, smoky eyeshadow, weddings, concerts, classic disney movies, family, stories, doodling while on the phone, chocolate, fond memories, pedicures, reality television, christmas lights, bubbles baths, saturday night live, cupcakes, british accents, lace tights, making out, classic rock and roll, the simpsons, being outdoors, interior decorating magazines, thunderstorms
hates. los angeles traffic, flying, chat roulette, hummers, country music, twilight, birds, granny panties, drunk texting, doubt, eyebrow threading, candy corn, stupid tattoos, straight up vodka, overly religious people, funerals, violence, nostalgia, animal print, yippy dogs, the dark, anime, maple syrup, feet, awkward silences, long division, current disney channel, false eyelashes, stilettos, hangovers, talking about politics, blood, failure, cherry tomatoes, vandalism, bananas, cruel people, jellyfish, slow computers, the dentist, kit kats, horses, oreos, western films, barney, humidity, justin bieber, tarot cards, chinese food, messy homes, parallel parking, men with so much facial hair they look homeless, facial tattoos, greasy hair, most red meat, valentines day, sitting still, boredom
quirks. can not parallel park to save her life, could literally fall asleep at any moment, obsessively watches america's next top model, calls soda "pop" because she's from the midwest, can't ever resist a sale, paranoid about having candles lit in her home for fear of it catching something on fire, secret harry potter nerd, somewhat ocd about the cleanliness of her home, knows almost every line of "wizard of oz", rarely ever drinks coffee
aspirations. become a well known actress, direct her own film, fall in love, travel all throughout europe, forge a better relationship with her twin brother, learn how to cook better, find some relationship with god, get a dog, learn a new language, go to paris fashion week
secrets. deathly afraid of fire, still a virgin, afraid to not succeed in the entertainment industry because she's not sure if she's good at anything else, sees a psychiatrist twice a week, slightly attracted to girls
personality evaluated. from a young age, sierra wellington identified what it was she sought to do in the world, and went after it. this mindset can be applied to almost any other aspect of her life. sierra has a big heart, but this fact tends to be looked over on the fact that sierra can be somewhat realistic to a point of sometimes being a downer. she has to constantly be reminded of her goal in life or else she will falter, too distracted with what could and probably would go wrong. unlike some, sierra is perfectly content with being alone at times. she doesn't yearn for a relationship, though the truth is that while the idea of falling in love doesn't frighten her, it's more the idea of falling out of love that really does the trick in scaring her away from finding a guy to settle down with.

sierra is a slightly introverted girl off the camera. she can get crazy and loud and have fun while she's being filmed, or when she's with friends or people she knows well. but, sierra has a bit of a hard time reaching out and making friends with other people. while she has lived quite a different live compared to some other girls her age, sierra has yet to really go out and experience all of the rebellious, fun things in life. she's still a virgin, has never gotten totally piss drunk, and generally shies away from those things. as she's maturing, she's allowing herself to really come out of her shell a bit more in terms of those above things. but, it is slightly hard, since it's almost as though sierra always has her head in the clouds and always seems to be slightly disinterested in her current position.

a part of sierra that many people may not know is that she is an extremely artsy, creative girl. she's prefer to shop at a thrift store over any fancy designer garment, has a knack for photography and the arts, and an extremely eclectic music taste. sierra isn't exactly what you'd call a planner, though. she very rarely ever sits down and maps out the steps to reach her goals, and therefore half the things she truly sets out to aspire to do on her own very rarely ever get done. sierra is dependent on the people helping her to run her career, however, and in her opinion the people in her life are what keep her driven to keep going.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. richard wellington , fifty , restaurant owner
mother. melinda wellington , forty six , beautician
siblings. jacob wellington , twin , nineteen , nyu student
pets. none yet
other family. none of importance
history evaluated. sierra ruthie wellington and jacob dylan wellington were born on april seventh in the town of birmingham, michigan to their parents richard and melinda. the couple were still technically newlyweds, having only just completed their first year of marriage. sierra and ruthie grew up in a very rich suburb of detroit known as birmingham, and attended an alternative, private school called roeper that focused mainly on the arts. around the age of seven, the twins discovered the performing arts. melinda, being a stay at home mom at the time, figured that it wouldn't do any harm to try to get their kids into the entertainment business.

melinda and jacob took turns every few weekends taking the twins down to casting calls in all the nearest cities - detroit, milwaukee, chicago, etc. but, their options were limited, living in a relatively small midwestern city. when sierra was eleven years old, the family moved to new york city, and the family adjusted relatively well. sierra absolutely adored city life, nowhere near upset about leaving their sleepy michigander town. her father opened up a new restaurant, and her mother went to beauty school and ended up falling into a rather high hair stylist position at a fashion magazine's office.

in her freshman year of high school, sierra put acting out of her mind for the time being. she focused on being a teenager - hanging out with friends, attempting to keep her grades up, getting a job at a local boutique, and enjoying living in one of the most fantastic cities in the world. her twin/best friend, jacob, however was not so easily put off. jacob constantly went to auditions, and one day, he had a major audition with a huge movie role. he begged sierra to skip school and come with him, and so she did. once there, the directors took one look at sierra, and reconstructed the role and practically begged her to take it.

that summer, sierra flew to los angeles to film the movie, which ended up doing relatively well in terms of box office sales and reviews. sierra was thrilled beyond belief, and when she returned to new york the following fall, expected to share the joy with jacob. jacob, however, was incredibly hurt and angry by the betrayal. sierra did everything she could to regain her brother's love and trust, but he wouldn't hear of it at all. sierra finished off her high school career in los angeles, having moved out that following year to live with her godmother. now that she's graduated, sierra is determined to continue moving up the ladder of success and fame.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. emily
years of rp experience. five, almost six
other characters. -
how did you find us. i'm really not sure
roleplay sample.

Nala didn't care too much about cooking food. Buying food, especially at those fun little organic, specialty grocery stores was always a fun time. But, the physical act of actually cooking a meal? Definitely not Nala's thing. She was much too impatient to follow a recipe, and without the expertise or practice of your average cook, most of her creations didn't come out quite as planned. However, Nala was determined to cook a nice meal that evening for Leo, her best friend in the whole wide world. It felt like ages ago since they had actually sat down and spent time together, what with how busy they both were and the inevitable awkwardness between them after their somewhat recent hookup.

There was really no specific occasion for her dinner plans, but after a long exam week, Nala was ready to do something fun. She missed catching up with Leo, and that easy banter that they had fit so comfortably into for the duration of their lengthy friendship. So, after her last class finished that Friday afternoon, Nala set out to the grocery store around the corner from her apartment and bought all the ingredients for dinner. Nala was a big meat girl, so obviously steak was the right entree for this particular meal. After she had finished her shopping, Nala slapped down the credit card her step-father had given her. After all, she might not have enjoyed the fact that he was so involved in the same organization that killed Leo's father, but his involvement in the Fantasian mafia did have its benefits.

Though toting her groceries back to her apartment was a herculean task, Nala managed to accomplish it. For the duration of the time she spent getting ready, she stowed the groceries into the fridge to prevent them from spoiling. Nala peeled off her clothes from the day, discarding them in the dangerously full hamper outside of her bathroom. She showered off the excess dirt and grime that had accumulated on her after a full day of lectures and classes and even more work. Once she was towel dried and had blown dry her full head of blonde locks, Nala regarded her closet. Nala had never been hugely into fashion, but she did have a pretty nice selection of clothes. Her first impulse was to reach for a pair of jeans and a comfy sweatshirt, but she changed her mind. Hmm, why not dress up? This was already out of the norm for the duo, why not spice it up even just a little bit more?

That's what she would do, Nala decided. She picked out her clothes, removing the hangers and sliding them on effortlessly. Getting the leather boots on over her bare feet was a bit of a challenge, but once she had finished, she stood up. Inevitably, Nala teetered on the heels, allowing herself a few moments to get used to the feeling of being several inches higher than she normally stood. Nala wasn't much for a lot of make up, and tended to favor sporting a natural face rather than one caked with foundation and mascara. This called for breaking out her dusty make up bag, though, and Nala grudgingly slapped on some make up. She was a bit scared to see the result, but was pleasantly surprised when she took in her full reflection in the mirror. Her fingers grappled for the bottle of Chanel perfume from several Christmases ago, spritzed herself ever so lightly. A light sigh escaped her lips. Who was this girl staring back at her in the mirror?

Nala slid her bag over her shoulder, stuffing the bottle of wine she had gotten from the grocery store in with her wallet, keys and phone. After all, that was the most important part of the meal, right? They could both use a drink, or two and a half, maybe. Nala unloaded the groceries from the kitchen, taking several more minutes than probably necessary to adjust them in her arms. After all, what a waste if after all that the steak went crashing down from her arms or the spices broke on the pavement on her walk to the car? Nala unloaded the groceries into the trunk of her car, adjusting herself in the front seat, turning on the radio and making the familiar drive over to Leo's beach house. It was an easy drive, peaceful, seeing as that she had made the drive many times before. Nala lost herself in the easiness of the drive, humming along to the radio and in what seemed like no time, she had arrived at Leo's house.

After pulling into the driveway, she carefully stepped out of the car and walked back to her trunk. Nala was more careful than usual as she unloaded the groceries yet again, balancing them with more grace than she usually portrayed - trying not to break any of the fragile items in the bag, or one of her ankles from the high heels. Nala managed to reach the front door without a jar breaking or shattering a bone, and immediately reached her hand up to the front door. Nala had long since outgrown the idea of ringing the doorbell at Leo's house. What was the point, anyway? Of course, she had walked in on things she didn't quite care to see, as one would expect by barging into someone else's house with no warning. "Leo?" she called into the foyer, breathing in the salty smell of the ocean that was so close to his house.

Nala's heels clicked against the floor as she made her way into the kitchen, setting down her bags onto the counter. She wiped her hands onto the back of her skirt, smoothing the fabric down with her careful fingers. She unbuttoned her sweater, tossing it onto one of the nearby chairs and flipped on the kitchen lights. No use in waiting to start cooking, she supposed, and began turning on the necessary appliances and prepping the food. In about ten minutes, the steak was seasoned and marinating, the potatoes mashed and cooking on the stove, and now Nala was working on tossing the salad and making her dressing. She heard footsteps approaching and looked up, a smile crossing her face. "Hey there, stranger," Nala grinned, doing her best to ignore the flutter of butterflies that she felt in her tummy. "I brought wine, you seemed like you could use a drink, maybe." She walked away from the salad to give him a hug, giving Leo a small kiss on the cheek. "I missed you."

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