Post by lacey renee harte on Jul 31, 2009 1:04:37 GMT -5
LACEY RENEE HARTE
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hi, my name is lacey and i am twenty. i belong with the local and i'm caden's.
One word that can be used to describe Lace is stubborn. Once she gets an idea into her head nothing can stop her from trying everything she can to achieve the goal she has set. If you tell her not to do something, she will and if you tell her she cant she will do everything in her power to prove you wrong. There are some obvious downfalls to this little stubborn streak of course. It has often pushed her into making choices she really shouldn't and do things she would have been better off not doing. Lace knows this but she also knows there is nothing she can do to stop herself from making these choices.
Lace is one of the sweetest girls you will ever meet as long as you give her no reason to dislike you. She will greet you with the warmest of smiles and a friendly hug. Although it has been known for her to be a bit over friendly, especially with the male population. Some would say she is easy but she would strongly disagree. True she will flirt with anyone, yes she will make out with a select few men on a night out but it is only those she deems special enough that ever make it back to her bedroom or will have the pleasure of her being in theres. This is due to her very high self worth and a few not so pleasant experiences in her past.
As mentioned above if you give Lace a reason to dislike you she will make sure you know all about it. Lace believes that second chances are pointless and that once someone has let her down they will do it again and again if she were to give them the chance. Which is why no has ever had the chance to betray her twice. Once she has deemed you unsuitable of her friendship she will straight out blank you. If you try talk to her she will turn away and if you follow her she will simply avoid you as best she can until you push her to far and she snaps at which point she will give you a barrage of verbal abuse and then walk off usually leaving the person only when they are visually shocked and often in tears.
Born in Las Vegas to a casino owner and a show girl you can safely say that Lace's early existence was quite cliche. She spent mush of her infant years in the dressing rooms of the cheap and tacky clubs her mother would dance in. Her time spent there was spent watching the woman around her. How the teased their hair and coated it in that spray that made her cough. How they painted their eyes and lips in the most beautiful of colors and how they forced themselves into the tiniest of costumes that were adorned with sequins and spangles. This of course had a profound effect on the young girl.
By the time she was thirteen years old her naturally brown hair was being dyed blonde and each day after school she would paint her face with the make up her mother no longer used. In her young teens she was attracting a lot of attention from the boys and didn't go completely unnoticed by men. The girl loved the attention and became what many would call a tease as she unknowingly flirted with all of those around her as she grew into a woman. The years were kind to her and Lace grew beautiful. Her pale skin was craved by many but felt by very few until she settled into a relationship she was soon to regret.
At first it was good. She was a few years younger than him and she doted on him. He was a perfect gentleman who treated her like a princess until that fateful day she moved her things into his apartment. From that day on he became controlling and possessive. Checking through her phone every few hours to see who she had been speaking to and telling her what she could and could not wear to go out in. When she done something he didn't approve of he would often lock her in the bedroom and leave her pounding on the door and screaming for him to let her out. Of course when he did he would always apologize and make it seem as though it would never happen again. One night however things changed. While they were out he spotted Lace talking to an other man and was not too happy about it. As soon as they got home he freaked out on her. Screaming in her face and eventually slapping her. That was enough for Lace and she packed her bags immediately. Ignoring his pleas she left and got on the first train that pulled into the station. Taking her to Osdale
hi my name is lawra and i am seventeen years old. i'm a female. i just wanted to let you know that imma rockstar, okay? and i've been roleplaying for four years. i like roleplaying both, and here's what i do.
did i mention i'm a rockstar?
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