CHAMBERS, LAINE MAGNOLIA

[laine]

laine magnolia chambers.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. laine magnolia chambers
stage name. laine chambers
nicknames. lainey
age dob. twenty seven, january twelfth
gender. female
sexual orientation. heterosexual
career. television / film actor
hometown. los angeles, california


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. five feet, four inches
eyes. blue
hair. blonde
build. slim
distinguishing features. eyes, lips, facial structure
play-by. julianne hough


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. surprises. being right. shopping. attending parties. being dramatic.
hates. party poopers. being lied to. being judged. needles. not being caught up on fashion.
quirks. pulls at her earlobe when thinking. bites her lip when nervous. never eats the green skittles - they're bad luck.
aspirations. create a name for herself in music. perform in a broadway show. find "the one".
secrets. is scared of love. has a soft spot in her heart for underprivileged children. is a daddy's little girl.
personality evaluated. ----------


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. biological. presley alexander truman , fourty - five , mechanic. step father. eric lee chambers , fifty - four , director.
mother. magnolia jamie meyers - chambers , fourty - three , bartender.
siblings. none.
pets. toy australian shepherd puppy - abby.
other family.
history evaluated. -------


/ christmas came early for me

alias. maggie.
years of rp experience. four.
other characters. none yet.
how did you find us. affiliates.
roleplay sample.

andy's blue eyes.
his lips and the way they moved gently against hers but managed to be passionate at the same time. his body pushing against hers. his hands, skimming the smooth plane of her back. pulling her closer.
snapshots of the night before, blurred together and shiny in dawn's subconscious, but realistic and events that occured just hours ago. when she opened her eyes, she saw not andy's familiar face in front of hers. she saw asher's, his eyes looking down at her and filled with pure rage that thrust her from her world of once peaceful dreams.
a wild gasp emitted from her throat, her chest pulling in shocked air involuntarily, and a gag ripped to the top of her neck. why in hell would she be thinking about asher? dawn didn't know and she most certainly didn't care, but she couldn't help but wonder. her form was now sitting straight up in bed, fingers clutching the sheets wildly as her mind raced. she deemed the emotions she was feeling as a combination known only as resentment. towards asher, towards their relationship, towards what she had done with him. regret. anger. distress and uncomfort. with all of the force her mind could muster, she threw asher and his face and his anger as far as she possibly could from her consciousness. dawn forced her muscles to relax, sliding into a lying position on the bed. she allowed herself to examine her surroundings for the first time. she knew exactly where she was - andy's room, of course - but he wasn't there at the moment. she knew he wouldn't have left. that wasn't something he would do, and in her rare moment of cockiness - ha - she told herself that andy most certainly wouldn't do it to her. her breath had slowed back to its normal rate, and her rolling stomach had calmed some. dawn turned over on her side and pulled her knees up to her chest in a fetal position. her mind darted back to the previous night, and an involuntary smile played across her full lips. dawn had logged off of the chat and felt somewhat... bipolar. just watching the man she thought she loathed and the man she thought she... liked fight relentlessly had put her into a hopeless and depressed state. that was, until andy had texted her and told her to log back on, that asher was gone. talking to andy made her happy... he had an attitude where it tended to be hard not to. and then he had invited her to dinner and her night was looking ten times better than it originally had. she had logged off of the chat and stripped her clothes with excitement-driven speed, jumping across her bed to find the outfit she wished to wear. dress nice, he had told her, which therefore meant dawn's favorite little black dress. it hugged her voluptuous form, extending to her mid-thigh and rising to just below the top of her cleavage, having cleverly designed wrinkles extending up the sides and giving her even more of a figure. she had slipped on some black heels - though they still wouldn't bring her to andy's height - and grabbed her clutch and phone and sprinted downstairs. andy was gifted with the ability of flight, and therefore was rarely too late, at least in dawn's terms of 'late'. however, while he didn't surprise her with his punctuality, their destination was a surprise. dawn couldn't help but to laugh when they arrived in front of el delicioso - the delicious but otherwise informal mexican restaurant on newton island. over dinner, dawn had enjoyed herself immensely. between her and andy, topics were abundant and the conversation flowed throughout the meal. and, upon return to the house, the night didn't slow down, persay, and it was quite full of... specific events. god, andy was sexy. dawn doubted that she could ever get bored of andy as so happened with previously mentioned boyfriends. dawn looked back on the night and another small smile, this one tainted with mischevious features as dawn's fingers pulled the sheets higher over her nude body. now recovered from her shocking awakening, dawn's eyes had become slim with drowsiness, and a weary sigh escaped her lips as she let her crystal blue eyes flutter closed for a moment. she heard approaching footsteps, of which she assumed were andy's. hearing them stop, dawn drowsily rolled over so she was facing andy, her loose curls spread across the sheets as her eyes focused on andy's form. he was freshly showered, apparent from his damp towel-dried brown hair, and he was dressed in basketball shorts with no shirt on."hey, sleepy head,"he teased, coaxing another faint smile to spread dawn's lips, the rosy color contrasting to her pale teeth. god, why was he so sexy? it was living proof that dawn was supposed to be tempted. dawn let her arms raise over her head, stretching out her toes and rolling a stretch through her back, the arch pushing her bare torso off the bed as she stretched for a moment and then relaxed with a barely audible sigh. "good morning," she responded in a peaceful tone. now that thoughts of... her ex had removed themselves by force from dawn's mind, she was left with nothing but a sweet bliss that was almost overwhelming. "how long have you been up?" she asked casually, sitting up in the bed. the sheet fell to her waist and she ignored it. the two were way past the stages of modesty - or at least, dawn was. her gaze traveled shamelessly over andy's appealing form, and a brighter red spot on his neck - barely noticeable and not mentioned before because of the fog sleep had put over her eyes - became seen. a giggle emitted from the front of dawn's throat. "nice hickey," she commented with a mischievous expression, twirling a strand of long brown hair with her finger. she wondered if she had any to match. she wouldn't be surprised if she did - especially if she had more. her eyes ceased searching of the room and returned to his form leaning against the doorframe. only one boy in her past had made her feel this way. dawn was so inexperienced with the sensation that she didn't even have a name for it. the unfamiliar emotion brought back memories of jared - but andy was so much better in so many ways. just the way he stood in front of her sent shivers up her spine and turned her stomach with excitement. dawn pulled her legs in criss-cross, still under the sheets, and peered at him with her head slightly cocked and her lips taken by a smile. bliss. that was the emotion.