| Name |Avalon Lucille Jones
| Date of Birth |April 19, 1998
| Gender |Female
| Sexuality |Straight
| Occupation |None Currently
| In-Depth Appearance |Avalon is, in all the conventional ways, attractive. She has blonde hair that reaches down to her upper back, and has big blue eyes, the kind that boys get in fights over. She always has a smile on her face, and it gives her a sort of mischievous look. Her skin is lightly tanned, just enough so that she isn't deemed pale but definitely lighter in tone. She's pretty tall, above average for a girl of her age at about 5"11, and she's decently well built. Toned but not overly so, as she really only fits in runs when she has the time.
Avalon likes to dress to impress. Dresses that show off just enough skin to turn heads, or short shorts and tank tops that have the same effect. She knows she's hot and she flaunts it, in anyway possible. She doesn't walk down the halls, she fucking struts, and she is well aware. The world is her catwalk and everyone else is just her audience.
| Scent |Apples, roses, and a hint of whiskey.
| Personality |♦ Friendly ♦ Stubborn ♦ Confident ♦ Vengeful ♦
Avalon Jones is teenage boy's worst nightmare. Confident and friendly, and well aware of her good looks, she's willing to talk to just about anyone. She'll laugh even when the joke isn't funny, and flirt with the nerdiest of boys just to give them a confidence boost. She's sugar, spice and everything nice. This personality has always made her popular among other people, and it hasn't helped that she knows how to bring the party, and keep it going. She's got the kind of air about her that makes it so if she's dancing, everyone else wants to dance as well. But she isn't just a party girl. She's got intelligence for days, and is a self proclaimed "Master Problem Solver."
But underneath her confident exterior is enough salt to give a 12 year old boy very high cholesterol. She's stubborn, refusing to take no for an answer or have her mind changed. Once she's decided something's happening, she'll be damned if it isn't. And if you cross her, then, well you know the saying. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Or I guess in this case it would be more appropriate to say, Hell hath no fury like Avalon Jones. She doesn't react kindly to being wronged is the point, and god help you if you do something to one of her friends. In her own words, "You fuck with one of my friends, and it's like you punched me in the face? And what kind of ass hat punches a nice girl like me in the face?"
| Likes & Dislikes |✔Boys
✔Whiskey
✔Animals
✔Parties
✔Flowers
✔Music
✔Cinnamon Rolls (The people and the food)
✘Ass hats
✘Science
✘Working out ("But you can't keep a body like this if you don't so I put up with it")
✘Broccoli
✘Boys who wear too much cologne
✘Having to move from town to town
HobbiesIf Avalon has a free moment, you can probably find her drawing, or painting, with headphones in and head bobbing. She started painting when she was nine and quickly grew fond of it. She's best at doing still lives, and has stacks of paintings that portray all the different towns she has lived in. She also loves to play the guitar, and while she's actually very awful, she can't help but pick one up and start strumming.
| History |This is the story of Avalon Jones, and it begins a little like this. Avalon Jones was born on a rainy Wednesday in a pristine hospital to two upper-class parents in the middle of California. Well, that's what she'd like to believe. In reality, Avalon Jones was born in a dirty taxi, to two rather poverty stricken parents in the middle of Brooklyn. Hey, who said real life was fun. The story of Avalon Jones doesn't get much happier either, at least not yet. She lived in a sleazy apartment with her mom and her dad for a few years, until one day, her mom decided that she'd rather spend her time with a very wealthy businessman, and she ran away.
From then on it was just her and her dad, and her dad could never stay in one place. She was at a different school every two years, as her dad kept moving around, almost as if he was searching for someone. But she grew to like the road, and the trips she took with her dad. The towns she visited, and the people she met. It was fun to her in some regard. But still, she longed for a normal life, a normal home.
Finally, a few weeks back, her dad announced that they were moving to some small town called Red Lake. She'd never heard of it, and she doubted anyone had. When she Googled it (screw bing) she found that it had fallen victim to a string of wolf attacks which sounded kind of exciting to Avalon. She doesn't know why her dad all of sudden chose Red Lake, but she doesn't question many of his decisions any more. But she just hopes she can stay.
| Family |Finnegan Jones- Finnegan Jones is a kind man, who loves his daughter very much. Despite this, he has a sadness in him, that Avalon attributes to her runaway mother, although it has another reason. He's come to Red Lake to find someone.
| Strengths |- Smart
- Charismatic
- Athletic (But she hates running)
| Weaknesses |- Stubborn
- Hot-Headed
- Will Sacrifice her own well being for her friends.
| Theme Song |Hurricane – Halsey”I'm a wanderess
I'm a one night stand
Don't belong to no city
Don't belong to no man
I'm the violence in the pouring rain
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah ah ha ah ah ah
I'm a hurricane
Ha ah ah ha ah ah ah
I'm a hurricane”
| Extra Information |She is arriving in Red Lake the day before the lake trip
I done read the dingity dang rules