ANDERSON, Kamma Leigh

[kamma]

kamma leigh anderson.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. Kamma Leigh Anderson
stage name. Kamma Leigh
nicknames. Ka, Kam, Kam-Kam
age & dob. 20; May 16, 1990
gender. female
sexual orientation. straight
career. tv/film actor
hometown. Hollywood, California


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 5’6
eyes. grey; they sometimes appear blue or green.
hair. natural blonde
build. she isn’t too skinny yet she is close.
distinguishing features. Monroe pierced as well as her nose and bellybutton
play-by. Taylor Momsen


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves.
.[+] music, of course
[+] photography; her camera
[+] being "in charge"
[+] photoshop
[+] video websites
[+] horror movies [old and new]
[+] neon colors, as well as dark
[+] beauty of night
[+] being alone [short periods at a time]
[+] her fathers work

hates.
[-] running out of money
[-] rude and annoying people
[-] guys that constantly flirt
[-] her past
[-] lairs
[-] her step-brother and step-father

quirks.
[+] she bits her nails
[+] plays with her hair when she is bored
[+] when she enters a dark room, she always turns on the light to make sure no one is on the room with her.
[+] eats food in evens
aspirations.
[+] her father/mother
[+] her past experiences
[+] photography

secrets.
[-]her past drug addiction
[-]her rape
personality evaltuated.
[-]Kamma Leigh Anderson is a young lady of many personalities that actually confuses most people or, at least, keeps people guessing. One day she could be angry at the world and everyone on its surface and the next day, be the most lovable girl on the face of the planet. Many believe she is bi-polar while others think she is just weird. Who knows? She finds enjoyment in puzzling people with her constant emotion changes which could easily be defined as weird or possibly insane.

[+]A trait of hers that will never change would be her stubbornness. This feature of Kamma may seem as if she was lazy but in reality, Kamma just hates to be told what to do and refuses to take orders from anyone she slightly dislikes. Her step-father is an example. She hates his guts for marrying her mother and every time he asks her to do a simple task, she withdraws from it quickly. It usually gets her in trouble with her teachers and classmates but, no matter how many times she has to be sent to the principle/headmaster office, she won't drop the characteristic.

[-]She doesn't like people eyes to be glue on her or even receive the slightest glance. It makes her nervous and uncomfortable. She not much for talk, as well. She considers conversation, somewhat, useless when used to strike up a chat about the events of their weekend or asking where they got the shirt their wear [look for it yourself]. But when Ka believes something needs to be said, she does, even if it may be used to tell something people don't want to hear. An example would be to tell a girl her shirt is ugly or if some random kid as toilet paper on their shoes.

[+]Eager to know something or inquisitive as been used to describe Miss Anderson. In other words, Kamma Leigh is quite the curious young lady. Finding new and random discoveries excites this teenager and leaves her something to think about for the rest of the day. This characteristic often leaves her with new ideas on images to capture and possible things to look for to the coming night. Her curiosity isn't always a good thing, however. In some cases, she finds the trait getting her in more trouble than out.

[-]Kamma is also imaginative, enjoying being engulf into fiction rather than dealing with reality and real life drama. She sometimes compares her personal experiences to movie and book plots. This sometimes leads people to believe she is a little immature and even more weird. This, though, comes in handy when dealing with art deadlines and her random photography withdraws.



/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. Stephen Anderson, 37[when deceased], film director and producer
mother. Chantelle Strong , 45 , former Seventeen and Vogue photographer.
siblings. n/a
pets. n/a
other family.
Step-dad - Vincent Strong, 50, Lawyer
Step - Brother - Ross Strong, 21, professional football player
history evaluated. Kamma had always been destined to hold a camera, may it be video or the ordinary photo camera. From her father, whom had been a well-known Hollywood director and produce back in his early twenties to his mid forties, to her mother, a former vogue and Seventeen photographer. She could be easily impressed by her parents and wish she could become a celebrated film producer and photographer.

It was a natural thing for Kamma to join the “business” due to her parents. Because of the connections her father had, she became quite the actress. Staring in commercials was just the start. Soon, the special appearances on TV shows and being cast in some of Hollywood’s best films became to pour in. The girl was just a good actress. There isn’t much to say about it.

On May 14, her parents had been driving home from Kamma's birthday shopping when a drunk big truck driver ran a stop light only a few miles from her California home. The eighteen wheeler crashed into the drivers side, instantly killing her father. Only a few scratches, caused by the broken windshield glass, remained on her mother. Instead of waking up on her eleventh birthday to the smell of a freshly made cake, Kamma sullenly made her way down her staircase to dig into one of the many casseroles her family was given. Later that day, she was to be reminded of her father's death at his crowded visitation.

Even after her mother claimed to never love another man, she remarried Lawyer, Vincent Strong when Kamma was only thirteen. Vincent had never, and probably never will, receive the respect he wanted from his new step-daughter. She had never enjoyed the idea of her mother dating, let alone marrying anyone else but her father. Vincent had a son. Ross Strong, the complete opposite of Kamma, was who she was forced to call her brother. After her mother's dramatic wedding, Kamma was alone at her home with her new "brother". She couldn't help but cry a bit.

After years of her step-brothers torture, Kamma began to experience with drugs [(including pot and cocaine) around the age of sixteen]. She found them soothing and find it an easy escape from the crashing world around her. They, however, made her extremely tired and moody. It didn't take long for her mother to catch on. Her mother walked in on her with smoking one of the uncontrolled substances and immediately took action; removing Kamma from all her drugs and enrolling her in therapy. Her prep school had become extremely angered by Kamma's actions and quickly removed her from the school.

Her world was crashing around her even after the drugs. There was no possible way her life could become even worse; so she thought. Ross, the "genius" that he is, decide to throw the biggest party in their Hollywood home. Everyone who is anyone was there; including people she had never meet. There was one guy in particular she had become interested in, as well as every other girl at the party. His bright blue eyes were ones anyone could become lost in. His muscular body, perfect blonde hair, and cocky smile was impossible to resist. So when he decided to talk to her, she couldn't help but talk back. He asked her if he could see her room. She wasn't stupid. In every good movie plot, when a guy asked to see a girl's room, something else is going on in the guy's head. No was her answer but it wasn’t the one her waned. He pulled her up her home's wooden stair [he was extremely strong]. She tired screaming but everyone else at that party was drunk, so no one thought anything of it. After crashing the door open to her step-brother’s room, he forced her unto his unmade bed when he did the unspeakable.

Through everything that had happened in her life, she continued to act. She uses everything that has happened in her past to become more developed in her acting abilities.

/ christmas came early for me

alias. alex
years of rp experience. 2 years
other characters. n/a
how did you find us. I forgot…
roleplay sample.

These midnight awakenings were getting old. Kamma surely didn’t like them. Her clock had come to a complete stop as it had when this happened. But for some odd reason, her powers were more efficient while asleep. Perhaps it was because she wasn’t trying at all. When she did, however, she has to remain concentrated just to allow her barrier to 40 feet. Those were her powers, she guessed. Her useless and strange abilities that she won’t wish upon any human.

Her head throbbed and, if anything, she need food. A Tylenol or two might help but wouldn’t get the job done. She wanted to stay in her comfy bed, wrap her blankets around her body, and, in a way no one would hear, cry. The crying would have been a result of her stress and frustration or even her fear of what kind of lunatic she may become. But she wouldn’t. She had to remain as strong and sane as she could to survive this. The idea of becoming insane was slowly creeping up on her. Kamma wouldn’t let anyone know, however. She’ll just put on her fake face like she does almost every other day. She wouldn’t allow anyone to see her shed a tear as long as she had control over her emotions. Some days weren’t like this but she thought today would be.

She sat on the edge of her bed with her hands, with palms down, next to her. Getting up was the only option she had but she hadn’t wanted to take it. Going back to sleep was what she desired. She sighed as she stood up. She stumbled at first only to catch herself on her dresser. She faced her clock again. It has yet to move. Maybe it was broken or someone’s idea of a sick and twisted joke. Her head remained to hurt but she didn’t care. Her steps were slowly and short but it got the job do. Her hand was now gripped tightly around the handle. Before she turned the knob, she couldn’t help but glare at her clock once more; The long hand moved upward to the next minute while the red made its way around the clock.

Her journey from her bedroom was more difficult than she had imagined. She had her falls against the banister of the stairway. It was embarrassing but quite understandable. Nevertheless, she hoped no one would see. The only people she had expected that were still up were the drunks and the people who insist on having movie marathon at 1 in the morning.

Kamma never understood the whole kitchen O’Dell. Was the food free or was it brought by the other student’s whose intentions were on themselves? She took it as free. She had for the last year. Her long arms reach in one of the cabinets and searched for something that will help her head. Oddly, she picked cereal and took her time preparing it. Fruity Pebbles was her choose and she made sure she didn’t drown her snack with milk. It wasn’t as if she didn’t like the liquid but she didn’t want her pebbles to be soaked with it. She sat on the kitchen while her bare feet rested on the chair that resided in front of her. Her cereal was laying in her as she took small bites. Her insane idea came to mind again. She most defiantly didn’t want to go crazy. Maybe she needed a friend. Kamma knew she couldn’t handle another enemy.

[anna]