BENNETT, luna kirsten

[luna]

luna kirsten bennett.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. luna kirsten bennett
stage name. luna bennett
nicknames. lu-lu
age dob. twenty-one. january 2, 1989
gender. female
sexual orientation. heterosexual
career. tv/film actor
hometown. lagrasse, france


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. five feet six inches
eyes. brown
hair. brown
build. petite
distinguishing features. skinny figure, long lucious hair
play-by. nina dobrev


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. music, dancing, acting, animals, shopping, flowers, chocolate, playing in the rain, sushi, going on dates, swimming, fashion, children, broadway musicals, going home, running, sports.
hates. animal abusers, snobs, paparazzi, being treated like a celebrity, bees, drugs, close minded people, not being hired for having her accent(even though she can hide it).
quirks. runs her fingers through her hair almost constantly, is always chewing gum, has to have her daily arizona green tea.
aspirations. win a grammy, be in a broadway musical, get married, have kids.
secrets. in-love with costar, afraid of being alone, doesn't like going to the doctor, smokes.
personality evaluated. Luna is a sweet girl, she doesn't like to upset anyone really. Anyone who would bad mouth french people would change their mind meeting this girl. She tries to be humble about everything and know it's not her right to have the success she's had, she thanks everyone in the world and would apologize over everything if she thinks she has any sort of part in something bad happening to anyone, no matter how small the problem was. She loves everything that's happened to her, the only problem she has with it was everyone that she knew before she got bigger acts completely different now around her, she hates being treated more special just because her job gets her noticed around the world.

While on set she tries her best to stay professional but she feels like those people are her family, she sees them almost as much as she's seen her brother and parents. Luna has a habit of loving people too easily and sometimes can get her in trouble. Back when she was in school she was convinced she loved two out of her three boyfriends in America and will still swear to it, one of them even cheated on her. That never really scared her off the idea of dating, Luna is in love with the idea of love. She won't even look at a script unless she knows there will be a good love plot worked into it somehow. She wants to know that maybe her roles can inspire people to have a great relationship with someone and that fairytale endings really can happen.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. levi daniel bennett , 42 , artist.
mother. elise nicole bennett , 40 , real estate agent .
siblings. lucas jackson bennett , 24 , tv/film actor.
pets. none yet.
other family. robin nicole bennett, grandmother
history evaluated. Luna was born in a small, yet beautiful, town in france. Her parents were the perfect age for a child, but that didn't help because she already had a three year old brother so her parents were teen parents. Despite that fact, they had a great life because Luna's grandmother was part of the Marquette family, they practically owned Lagrasse with all the businesses and land they owned. So when she was a child she never went wanting, neither did her older brother. She loved him and he was practically her idol. He was pretty much the reason she started doing plays or anything because he pushed her to do it knowing she'd love it, and he was right.

Her mother, Elise, was originally from America and moved to France during a foreign exchange program but ended up getting knocked up by her boyfriend during the one year she was there and just decided to live there. When Luna turned fifteen, though, Elise got a call from her own father saying that her mother was sick, Luna's grandmother she never met because Elise's family all but legally disowned her when she got pregnant. Levi knew his wife loved her parents dearly and it broke her heart seeing her know her mother was sick and not be able to even see her, so he packed the entire family up, but his own mother, and decided to move to San Francisco, California.

There is where Luna really got into fine arts, her father automatically went to enroll her into the best arts school in the city and Luna passed with flying colors. She tried almost every department there; music, drama, visual arts, and dance. Her dream was to be on broadway but she knew her voice was no where near good enough to do multiple live shows a week and still sound good enough to draw in a crowd, so she went with just acting, of which she excelled in. Visual arts was mainly because of so many years of painting with her father and that was just a good time to think back on her childhood. Dancing, on the other hand, was more of just a small hobby she has had since she was a child and went to ballet and jazz dance classes. When she was sixteen she started being discovered by talent agencies and getting jobs as a teen model. This got her a small role in a feature horror film. After that her career just went uphill and she got offer after offer, her agent was so excited about having the girl. Soon she got her dream role, Luna had always been obsessed with vampires and when her agent came in with a option of a show where she dealt with them she jumped on it and landed the role. A year later, she loves her life and is doing movies along with other guest spots on other prime time shows. The only thing she could wish for even more is to be in some sort of musical, that would make her life almost complete.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. laykin
years of rp experience. 6-7 years
other characters. none
how did you find us. site hopping
roleplay sample.

Anastasia layed relaxed in her queen sized bed reading one of her favorite books, The Bell Jar before her usual time to fall asleep, eleven p.m. The day was a long and strenuous one filled with doing anything to please her parents, five different classes just in one day, and going to a charity event she was invited to. No, it wasn't exactly the hardest day, but it made her tired. Turning the page and skanning the text with her soft hazel eyes, she yawned and looked over at her little chihuahua, Fish, laying comfortably on her white fuzzy bed in the corner of Ana's room. She loved her little dog and had no worries about a break in, there was a good abundance of security guards. What use would a bigger dog running around here besides causing havoc. The girl loved all animals, but owning some of them was just out of the question, and not to mention she couldn't help but fear some bigger dogs.

Looking over at her clock seeing it flash eleven in bright neon numbers, Grabbing a braided book mark and sliding it into the creese of her book, she sets it down gently on her night stand and after flipping the light off she scoots down far enough so her head lays comfortably on the feather pillow. Yawning, she does a quick stretch and closes her sleepy eyes and relaxes falling slowly into a peaceful sleep. It was never hard for the wealthy Russian beauty to fall into slumber, not even when she falls ill does she toss and turn. Her nanny used to tell her that she used to cry a lot when she slept, but that stopped, supposedly, when she was eleven years old. No one could ever figure out why she cried every night, her psychiatrist used to tell her that it was her body's way of releasing stress and getting all her emotions out since she never felt able to around others. So when she was perfectly relaxed and unconscious she felt free enough to just cry it out.

The girl hardly remembered a dream, the only dreams she could ever remember were nightmares. Ana knew when she had a good dream, though, because she would wake up smiling and not have a clue as to why. This time, though, hearing her phone beep loudly beside her alarm clock, she woke up panicked having trouble catching her breath. It was a dream that she had often, being strangled by some faceless man. Sitting up she brought her hands up to rub her face seemingly to rub the stress away. Reaching for her lit up phone, she looked at who would wake her up this late at night. Seeing Gavin's name, she sighed and just fell back into the bed reading the text. She had just met the man and he was already keeping her up at night. No, it may not have been in the worrying way of an unsettling crush, but it was close enough.

The only reason she sat up from her bed once more was to see him. She had grown a soft spot for the rough man and it was becoming a problem. He was not her normal type. He was a bartender, went to parties, apparently stayed up into the ungodly hours of the night, smoked, and to top it all off used illegal substances. He loved toying with her for some reason, like forcing her to go to a bar and made her loosen up. It was true that she had a blast that night, but that unsettled the soft blonde. She didn't like change and he was making her life completely different, especially her point of views on certain hobbies, such as going to clubs and kissing the first time meeting someone. Yes, he had kissed her just the first day they met, she felt so horrible about that...mainly because she liked it so much. She knew what type of guy he was, a man whore who probably just did things like that to sleep with a girl and leave her cold. This very thing confused Ana as to why she bothered to still talk to him.

With all these thoughts rushing through her brain, she still rose from her bed and went to her closet grabbing a tank top and shorts to wear out. Moving to her mirror, she brushed her hair tentatively to make sure she looked as good as she could for this early in the morning, or late at night depending on who you asked. Putting just enough make up on to make her look natural but still girly, she did a look over in her full length mirror and sighed going to her shoe closet slipping a pair of flip flops on. This was no where near her normal attire, but she wanted to look relaxed and fun for him. Knowing that, she cursed herself and shook her head as she walked out of her room and down the steps of her condo grabbing her car keys and walking out after locking the door.

Getting into her convertible top, midnight blue Corvette, she drove to the bar that he took her to their first day of meeting. She remembered him saying he worked there and wondered why anyone would want to work this late serving drunks and sluts, then again remembering the type of person he was he probably loved it. Gripping the steering wheel until her knuckles were a pale white, she sighed trying to relax as she passed the last light before turning into the bar parking lot and finding his familiar car. It looked different than what she remembered, then again it was late and she was extremely tired...and the last time she saw it was the morning she woke up at his house hungover from the night before. Parking next to him, she got out and ran her fingers through her soft golden locks and smiled sleepily at him, but of course tried to cover it up and look as if she was wide awake.

"Car troubles, hmm? Not surprising..." She spoke with a soft chuckle as she walked up to him with a small, courteous smile. Standing near him with a perfect posture, she crossed her arms with her keys in her hand. "A bit of a bad time for a breakdown...so I was the first on your list to contact?" The girl spoke hiding the hopefulness in her voice that she was his go-to person, even though she knew it was not true. Hell, who thinks, 'well, I broke down...I'm going to call the girl I just met for help,' really? Anastasia knew she was a last resort, but she couldn't help still feeling useful and important in his eyes because of it. Taking one look over his car, she looked back to him. "So, I hope you just need a ride because I haven't the slightest clue how to fix cars..." Chuckling softly, she un-crossed her arms and tucked a lock of loose hair behind her ear as she looked at him with soft hazel eyes waiting his response.

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