Post by Amanda Greene on Jun 14, 2008 23:40:23 GMT -5
This is Real, This is Me;
Name :: Amanda Faith Greene
Age :: Eighteen
Years of Camp Rock Attended :: Four years
Camper or Counselor? :: Counselor - Teaches guitar
Gender :: Female
Gonna Find Who I Am;
Personality ::
Amanda can seem a bit, different, at times. She loves to daydream and think about things that are un-ethical. She can’t help herself when she bursts into song, and she does it a lot. She loves to be unique, and never plain and exactly alike. She loves vintage clothes and Broadway. She loves to sing along at plays and people scold her for it. Amanda’s real is the guitar. She can’t help but love to strum on the instrument in her free-time. She’s gotten blisters all over her hands, not to mention the calluses. Amanda loves to be sarcastic. She isn’t afraid to speak up. But, she hates being cornered.
Amanda just hates people who stand taller than her because of what they think is true. Sure, she’s wearing a scarf in July, who cares?! Amanda is one of those girl’s who is different, yet exactly the same. She loves to flirt and innocently make boys love her. She has a huge crush on a certain someone she’ll never name. Amanda may not look like much, but she’s pretty smart. She loves numbers with all her heart, especially taking patterns of the numbers and re-arranging them into more interesting combinations. She’s just weird and unique, but people love her.
Likes ::
Dislikes ::
Gonna Let the Light Shine on Me;
Description of Looks ::
Amanda was born with her mother's deep blue eyes and her father's white blond hair. She has skin that stays it's smooth, pale self. Which isn't uncommon since she does live in Maine. She's always been a fan of dressing up a bit. She hates to wear sneakers, unless they're converse. And her favorite accessories are ridiculous sunglasses that never match. If she can find something that's vintage and unique, she won't even have a second thought as she buys it.
Picture ::
You're the Missing Piece I Need;
Family ::
Franklin Greene - 45 - Doctor
Kelsey Greene - 43 - RIP
Cecilia Greene - 15 - Student
Benjamin Greene - 13 - Nothing
History/Background ::
Amanda was born into a small family. Her parent's virtually ignored her, and it gave her time to become the....well she became a bit off. People knew she'd be a famous celebrity, just not for what. Acting? Oh sure, she was dramatic enough, but so clumsy she couldn't walk straight. Modeling? Don't make me laugh! Singing? Just possibly where she's headed. Amanda learned how to play guitar when she was about 9, her father had taught her the basics and she insisted on getting further lessons.
When she was 11, she started writing. She got one out on the radio, but never saw any money or anything else for that matter. Amanda didn't care, as long as people heard her voice. She found Camp Rock when she was 14, and knew she had to go. She begged and pleaded her father until he gave in. She was having the time of her life. Then, she got a call saying her mother had being killed in a car accident. Amanda didn't cry, she sat in stone cold, emotionless. She finally started to melt back into her normal self. She's never going to be the same, but going back to Camp Rock was her medicine. Now she's back for her first counselor year. What fun.
Pet :: None, she's allergic
Prized Possessions ::
Her golden locket from her mother, her first guitar, and the small silver pick she considers lucky that she wears as a necklace.
What I've Got to Say;
Role Playing Sample ::
Name :: Amanda Faith Greene
Age :: Eighteen
Years of Camp Rock Attended :: Four years
Camper or Counselor? :: Counselor - Teaches guitar
Gender :: Female
Gonna Find Who I Am;
Personality ::
Amanda can seem a bit, different, at times. She loves to daydream and think about things that are un-ethical. She can’t help herself when she bursts into song, and she does it a lot. She loves to be unique, and never plain and exactly alike. She loves vintage clothes and Broadway. She loves to sing along at plays and people scold her for it. Amanda’s real is the guitar. She can’t help but love to strum on the instrument in her free-time. She’s gotten blisters all over her hands, not to mention the calluses. Amanda loves to be sarcastic. She isn’t afraid to speak up. But, she hates being cornered.
Amanda just hates people who stand taller than her because of what they think is true. Sure, she’s wearing a scarf in July, who cares?! Amanda is one of those girl’s who is different, yet exactly the same. She loves to flirt and innocently make boys love her. She has a huge crush on a certain someone she’ll never name. Amanda may not look like much, but she’s pretty smart. She loves numbers with all her heart, especially taking patterns of the numbers and re-arranging them into more interesting combinations. She’s just weird and unique, but people love her.
Likes ::
- Boys
- Surfing
- Parties
- Singing
- Dancing
- Big Sunglasses
- Vintage Clothes
- Pranks
- Sarcasm
- Glittery Nail Polish
- Listening To Music
- Writing Music
- Playing Guitar
- Mistakes
- Flirting
- Cherry Chapstick
- Rebels
Dislikes ::
- Snobs
- Posers
- Players
- Insults
- Drugs
- Getting caught
- Death
- Bugs
- Frogs
- The color orange
- Stupid jokes
Gonna Let the Light Shine on Me;
Description of Looks ::
Amanda was born with her mother's deep blue eyes and her father's white blond hair. She has skin that stays it's smooth, pale self. Which isn't uncommon since she does live in Maine. She's always been a fan of dressing up a bit. She hates to wear sneakers, unless they're converse. And her favorite accessories are ridiculous sunglasses that never match. If she can find something that's vintage and unique, she won't even have a second thought as she buys it.
Picture ::
You're the Missing Piece I Need;
Family ::
Franklin Greene - 45 - Doctor
Kelsey Greene - 43 - RIP
Cecilia Greene - 15 - Student
Benjamin Greene - 13 - Nothing
History/Background ::
Amanda was born into a small family. Her parent's virtually ignored her, and it gave her time to become the....well she became a bit off. People knew she'd be a famous celebrity, just not for what. Acting? Oh sure, she was dramatic enough, but so clumsy she couldn't walk straight. Modeling? Don't make me laugh! Singing? Just possibly where she's headed. Amanda learned how to play guitar when she was about 9, her father had taught her the basics and she insisted on getting further lessons.
When she was 11, she started writing. She got one out on the radio, but never saw any money or anything else for that matter. Amanda didn't care, as long as people heard her voice. She found Camp Rock when she was 14, and knew she had to go. She begged and pleaded her father until he gave in. She was having the time of her life. Then, she got a call saying her mother had being killed in a car accident. Amanda didn't cry, she sat in stone cold, emotionless. She finally started to melt back into her normal self. She's never going to be the same, but going back to Camp Rock was her medicine. Now she's back for her first counselor year. What fun.
Pet
Prized Possessions ::
Her golden locket from her mother, her first guitar, and the small silver pick she considers lucky that she wears as a necklace.
What I've Got to Say;
Role Playing Sample ::
Jason has basically been in a daze the entire day. He kept running his fingers over his lips, not really sure why he was doing it or even that he was doing it. It was pointed out to him by one of his friends though and he had blushed deeply and shook his head in reply to what he was doing. That was when it hit him. He could still remember the pressure of Scorpio's lips against his own and the way he tasted. He hated knowing that he couldn't just tell his friends about it right off but it was something that he and Scorpius would have to decide on together. He couldn't just run his mouth about it, no matter how excited he was. He knew that Scorpio would have a lot more to deal with because of it so Jason was actually going to be patient and let his boyfriend decide when to tell other people.
It seemed to JC that the day was going in slow motion. Tonight was never ending and as dinner arrived he knew that he had looked at his watch at least a hundred times in the past five minutes. Jason walked into the Great Hall behind people, following them to their usual spot that he sat in but not really paying any attention what so ever to where he was going. He tapped his foot anxiously but also a part of it was nervousness. He wasn't really sure what to expect when he was along with Scorpius now but he hoped it was a hell of a lot like earlier today had been. Jason looked around a few times, his eyes connecting with Scorpio's frame but the boy seemed to be occupied or hiding his anxiousness very well. Maybe he honestly wasn't as excited about it as Jason was, but he seriously hoped that wasn't the case.
Jason basically sprinted away from his friends as dinner ended, though he had hung back with them a few minutes so as not to make things too suspicious. But as soon as the lie about where he was going dropped from his lips he was gone. JC had only been to the room of requirements a few times but he knew that it was on a seventh floor. He managed to slow himself down to a walk as he reached the corridor, looking for things that seemed a bit out of place. That was when he spotted the door. Jason took a deep breath trying to calm him down as he walked over to it. He reached up slowly and pulled at the cross that hung around his neck, running the charm along the chain to calm him, something that he always did as a nervous habit.
JC opened the door slowly and stepped in. His eyes fell on Scorpius and a smile erupted across his face. At least he hadn't decided to ditch him as a joke, which had been the thought that had somehow found its way into JC's mind during the day. He closed the door behind him gently and then pressed his back against it. So it wasn't just a dream then? They were really dating and he had really just ditched his friends to meet up with Scorpio. At the moment though, JC could care less who he had ditched as long as he could stare at the gorgeous boy that stood in the middle of the room. "Hey..." He smiled warmly though it was obvious he was more than a bit nervous still. His thoughts had obviously gotten away with him while he was waiting.
It seemed to JC that the day was going in slow motion. Tonight was never ending and as dinner arrived he knew that he had looked at his watch at least a hundred times in the past five minutes. Jason walked into the Great Hall behind people, following them to their usual spot that he sat in but not really paying any attention what so ever to where he was going. He tapped his foot anxiously but also a part of it was nervousness. He wasn't really sure what to expect when he was along with Scorpius now but he hoped it was a hell of a lot like earlier today had been. Jason looked around a few times, his eyes connecting with Scorpio's frame but the boy seemed to be occupied or hiding his anxiousness very well. Maybe he honestly wasn't as excited about it as Jason was, but he seriously hoped that wasn't the case.
Jason basically sprinted away from his friends as dinner ended, though he had hung back with them a few minutes so as not to make things too suspicious. But as soon as the lie about where he was going dropped from his lips he was gone. JC had only been to the room of requirements a few times but he knew that it was on a seventh floor. He managed to slow himself down to a walk as he reached the corridor, looking for things that seemed a bit out of place. That was when he spotted the door. Jason took a deep breath trying to calm him down as he walked over to it. He reached up slowly and pulled at the cross that hung around his neck, running the charm along the chain to calm him, something that he always did as a nervous habit.
JC opened the door slowly and stepped in. His eyes fell on Scorpius and a smile erupted across his face. At least he hadn't decided to ditch him as a joke, which had been the thought that had somehow found its way into JC's mind during the day. He closed the door behind him gently and then pressed his back against it. So it wasn't just a dream then? They were really dating and he had really just ditched his friends to meet up with Scorpio. At the moment though, JC could care less who he had ditched as long as he could stare at the gorgeous boy that stood in the middle of the room. "Hey..." He smiled warmly though it was obvious he was more than a bit nervous still. His thoughts had obviously gotten away with him while he was waiting.