Post by Coraline Anne Sciuto on Nov 12, 2009 20:52:07 GMT -5
[/color]booksdespite the lies that you're making
CORALINEanneSCIUTO
your love is mine for the taking
•••
You can clutch the past
so tightly to your chest
that it leaves your arms too full
to embrace the present.my love is just waiting
THE BASICS
to turn your tears to roses
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FULL NAME|| Coraline Anne Sciuto
NICKNAME(S)|| Cora
AGE|| 18 years old
GROUP|| Human
NATIONALITY|| American
OCCUPATION|| Student College
CANON OR ORIGINAL|| Canoni will be the one that's gonna hold you
THE APPEARENCE
i will be the one that you run to
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HAIR|| Long wavy brown
EYES|| Brown
HEIGHT/WEIGHT|| 5'7"/130 lb
GENERAL DESCRIPTION||
Cora is around five feet seven inches tall. She had long brown hair and brown eyes, she's thin and athletic. She teaches dance at the local studio, and is very flexible.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES|| Her smile, which seems to be present more times than naught.my love is a burning, consuming fire
THE PERSONALITY
no you'll never be alone
•••
LIKES||
•her family
•shopping
•friends
•having fun
[/ul]DISLIKES||
•getting picked on by her twin sister, Carrie
•people being mean to others
•intellectually lazy people
•people who irrationally hang onto the past
[/ul]GENERAL PERSONALITY||
Coraline is a happy person. Losing her mother at a young age she learned that you can't hang onto the past, you have to live in the present because you don't know if there will be a tomorrow. She smiles, she laughs, she makes jokes. She's an incredibly joyous person. But she knows when it's time to be serious.
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when darkness comes i'll light the night with stars
THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
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THE HISTORY
hear my whispers in the dark
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PARENTS||
Carla May Stoichita-Sciuto - 44 - deceased
Nickolas Cornelius Sciuto - 46 - Professor
SIBLINGS||
Analise Maria Sciuto - 22 - Actress
Don James Sciuto - 21 - Graduate School
Sierra May Sciuto - 20 - College
Carrie Jane Sciuto - 18 - College
Jordan Alexandria Sciuto - 16 - Student
OTHER FAMILY|| None
SPOUSE|| None
CHILDREN|| None
HISTORY||
Coraline Anne and her identical twin sister, Carrie Jane, were born to Carla and Nickolas Sciuto on a fall afternoon, eight teen years ago, in a small town in Massachusetts, USA. The two were as different as could be. When Cora was happy, Carrie was sad. When Carrie wanted to do something, Coraline wanted the opposite. But even though the two were polar opposites, they were always together. It wasn't until the twins were 13 that they began to split, and that was caused by the death of their mother.
Soon after the death of Carla Sciuto, Nickolas packed up his kids and moved to a small town in Romania where he began working as a Professor of American Studies in Sighişoara, Romania, her mother's home town. Coraline adapted to the new environment splendidly. She loved school and began to make friends easily. Things weren't so easy for Carrie.
Years later Coraline graduated from the high school in the top five of her class. She had the chance to go to Bucharest with her eldest sister, Analise, an actress, to be a dancer, something she was rather good at. But seeing Carrie continue into her spiral of bad behavior, the girl decided to put off professional dancing for a while. Instead she took a job at a local dance studio and began attending classes at the Sighişoara College.
my love is just waiting
THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
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THE ROLEPLAYER
to clothe you in crimson roses
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ALIAS|| Wraith
AGE|| 19
CONTACT INFO|| Admin
HOW DID YOU FIND US|| I made the site
HERMIONE'S FEELING OUT|| admin edit
ANYTHING ELSE|| --
RP SAMPLE||
Theadora left the crowded library with her books.She knew her destination to be the Group Commons. It might have been because almost no one was in there these days. With it being near the end of the year, most everyone was either hanging out with their own houses sporting their house pride. Or they were in the library studying. Some seventh years, unlike Dora DiNozzo, were hanging with their friends, enjoying the last days of seeing those friends on a regular basis. Dora thought for just a fleeting moment that she was headed to the room of house unity under some ill conceived notion that she was going to see her boyfriend there.
Oliver had been the only thing Dora could think about. She dreamed of him constantly. He held her close, whispered sweet words into her ear that no other man could say and mean with all of their heart. Theadora was proud to call herself Oliver Flamme's girlfriend. She loved the man with as much of her heart as she had. He owned her, no one would ever mean to her what he meant.
Dora opened the door to the Group Commons only to see a familiar head of black hair sitting with a girl. At first she wasn't concerned. But as the dark haired girl moved and kissed Oliver's throat Dora immediately hid behind a shelf of books that stuck out just enough to conceal her from view. Tears formed in the girl's eyes. She clapped her hand over her mouth to prevent being heard. She adored Oliver with all she had and here he was getting kissed by a girl. She didn't know what to do. Just as Dora thought she was calm enough, she removed her hand from her nose and mouth to breathe.
Perhaps it was Dora's confused brain, trying to make sense of the situation. She wanted to tell herself that it wasn't really Oliver. Maybe it was just someone who had the same hair style and color. But the few words she hear brought her back to tears. That was his voice. She'd heard it in her dreams, heard it every time she met up with her love. It was Oliver.
The girl was too hurt to hear Oliver deny the strange girl, just as she was calming herself enough to leave though she couldn't help but let out a hiccup from the lack of oxygen she was so vehemently refused by her own lungs. Her chest hurt, and not from the sharply contracting lungs placed there. Her heart felt like it was in two. Her hand went back over her mouth, hoping uselessly that she hadn't been heard. The girl still attempted to tell herself that it was a misunderstanding. Maybe it just looked like she kissed him.
Oliver had been the only thing Dora could think about. She dreamed of him constantly. He held her close, whispered sweet words into her ear that no other man could say and mean with all of their heart. Theadora was proud to call herself Oliver Flamme's girlfriend. She loved the man with as much of her heart as she had. He owned her, no one would ever mean to her what he meant.
Dora opened the door to the Group Commons only to see a familiar head of black hair sitting with a girl. At first she wasn't concerned. But as the dark haired girl moved and kissed Oliver's throat Dora immediately hid behind a shelf of books that stuck out just enough to conceal her from view. Tears formed in the girl's eyes. She clapped her hand over her mouth to prevent being heard. She adored Oliver with all she had and here he was getting kissed by a girl. She didn't know what to do. Just as Dora thought she was calm enough, she removed her hand from her nose and mouth to breathe.
Perhaps it was Dora's confused brain, trying to make sense of the situation. She wanted to tell herself that it wasn't really Oliver. Maybe it was just someone who had the same hair style and color. But the few words she hear brought her back to tears. That was his voice. She'd heard it in her dreams, heard it every time she met up with her love. It was Oliver.
The girl was too hurt to hear Oliver deny the strange girl, just as she was calming herself enough to leave though she couldn't help but let out a hiccup from the lack of oxygen she was so vehemently refused by her own lungs. Her chest hurt, and not from the sharply contracting lungs placed there. Her heart felt like it was in two. Her hand went back over her mouth, hoping uselessly that she hadn't been heard. The girl still attempted to tell herself that it was a misunderstanding. Maybe it just looked like she kissed him.
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