[hider=Archie] [center][h1][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Archie&name=Muli-Italic.ttf&size=50&style_color=93C4AE[/img] [/h1] [hr] [img]http://ris.fashion.telegraph.co.uk/RichImageService.svc/imagecontent/1/TMG9734518/m/ac-maje_2423320a.jpg[/img] [i]" If you're trying to mock me, try harder."[/i] [/center] [hr][hr] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Name[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Marcella Lee Chaney[/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Nicknames[/u][/b][/color] [indent][b][u]Archie[/u][/b], what friends commonly call her. A merging of her first and last name. The M was left out but it would sometimes slip and turn into [i][u]Marchie[/u][/i], w/c she doesn't really mind at all. [b][u]Mars/Marcy[/u][/b] her other lesser known/rarely used nickname. [b][u]Bitch[/u][/b] what her haters, usually the subject of her articles, and butthurt morons would call her. [/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color] [indent]24[/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Trans-Female [/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Sexual Orientation[/u][/b][/color] [indent]Gay, bicurious [/indent] [hr][center][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcf3zgvJiT1rtssdu.gif[/img] [img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcf40oPVnY1rtssdu.gif[/img] [i][/i] [/center][hr] [center][color=93C4AE][h1][u]In The Mirror[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [color=93C4AE][u]In Depth Appearance:[/u][/color] Archie towers a good 5'11, with just a few more millimeters to 6 flat. Her physique is skinny to average, her shoulders evidently broader. Regular morning jogs and squats contributed to her hourglass body shape. She has strong features, a defined jawline and cheekbones that she got from the European side of the family. The other side, a mix of Asian and Hispanic descent, gave her a fierce set of dark-green almond shaped eyes. Her hair, reddish brown with strands of highlights, reaches a little bit longer than shoulder length which she would often tie into a pony or bun. [color=93C4AE][u]Clothing Style:[/u][/color] Archie likes to experiment with fashion. Growing up, she tried a variety of looks, from punk to chonga chic, manic pixie and hip hop. Eventually, she settled with the simple, professional look of elegance,a dramatic transformation from Sid Vicious to Sandie Shaw overnight. Her usual get up consists of a buttoned down shirt or blouse, or casual dresses. She would sometimes wear vests, sweaters or blazers over her shirts, paired with either skinny jeans, slacks or pencil skirts, and a pair of oxfords. She avoid heels as much as possible, but admits to an "odd feeling of empowerment." whenever she wears it, taking some pride while she hovers above her lesser men. She does light, natural make up, but would more than rely on creams and moisturizers rather than caking her face. [hr][center][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcf5v4Yvxq1rtssdu.gif[/img] [/center] [hr][center][color=93C4AE][h1][u]Delving Deeper[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [color=93C4AE][u]Quirks/Oddities/Habits[/u][/color] [list][*] Twirling her pen between her fingers when deep in thought [*] Coffee addict (only to kill terrible hangovers) [*] Would sometimes unknowingly speak her thoughts [*] Curses like a sailor [*] Drinks like a sailor [/list] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Likes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Going to work/ Studying [*] Pubs [*] Gossips/ A good drinking story [*] Reading e.g Twain, Hemingway, Joyce [*] Taking candid photographs of random people [*] Running/Jogs [*] Investigative Journalism [*] Realists [*] Bluntness[/list][/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]Dislikes[/u][/b][/color] [indent][list][*] Lies / Dishonesty(she can easily tell) [*] Losing track of something in the middle of an investigation [*] Discrimination [*] Politicians [*] Soggy chips [*] Candy coating [/list][/indent] [color=93C4AE][u]Fears:[/u][/color] [list][*] Betrayal [*] Hurting people she loves [*] Rejection[/list] [color=93C4AE][u]Personality:[/u][/color] [center][color=93C4AE]♦[/color] Intrepid [color=93C4AE]♦[/color] Upright [color=93C4AE]♦[/color] Foolhardy [color=93C4AE]♦[/color] Insecure[color=93C4AE]♦[/color][/center] [indent] An angelic poet with a razor sharp tongue, is what best describe Archie if one would get to know her a night over drinks, with you being the one to pay for the tab of course. She's a hands on, straight to the point individual who has no time for any type of candy coated bullshits. She refuses to sugarcoat the ugliness of reality specially in her line of work and would rather be hated because of it than giving the audience false hope. She'd rather endure the hurt specially when it's hurting those people she care for, believing that what she fights for is for the greater good no matter how fuck up it might seem on the outside. Because of this, others would dismiss her attitude as pure insolence, abrasiveness, sometimes without even realizing it herself how far she's going. It is no surprise that plenty hate her guts, but with every handful of "friends" who turned their back on her, there's always a few who's worth more than every single one of those worthless idiots. Despite what people think of her, Archie is a truly nice person, that people in her professional setting would find it hard to believe. She's not too quick to judge, and prefers to hear both sides and factors before coming to conclusions. A loyal, compassionate and fun loving friend is one of the many unseen traits of the fiery reporter. Between work and school schedules, she'd make time to have fun, her favorites being in pubs or coffee shops. Romance isnt really a subject of interest for her, although she had tried and enjoyed it once or twice before she found out how a complete klutz she is with it. As strong and intense as she is, Archie secretly has insecurities. Sure, she can carry herself up no matter how many times she landed face flat, although she's good at not showing it, Archie easily breaks like sugar glass. It doesn't help that she has a drinking habit, w/c makes things ten times more worst when confronting her problems. And growing up in a family who didnt accept her contributed to a great deal with her depression. Still she kept going with a straight face, unfazed and collected, only but a facade to the fragile and broken person that she truly is. [/indent] [color=93C4AE][b][u]History[/u][/b][/color] [indent] Archie was born Samuel Lee Chaney to a politician and a law professor. Her childhood friends distinctly remembered her as that pale ginger-haired boy with a back brace due to his scoliosis, who doesnt really say much at first meeting, but would overwhelm you with stories once given the chance, a boy brimming with brightness showing in his intelligent eyes. The Chaneys are a close knit family, with two children; an older daughter and a youngest son in a privilaged upper middle class catholic household. When he first came out, his parents was uncaring of the young boy's sudden revelation. It was hardly a surprise since they previously taken some hints with their son's fascination of everything feminine. In their own accord they would provide him with everything he needed to "re-adjust" as if providing all things boyish will "make him come to his senses" when he turns of age. Eventually Samuel concealed everything for his parents sake, a sacrifice that made him weary and problematic in the long run. It made him anxious, as if there was something amiss, an overbearing heartache he couldn't even comprehend. But he later came out to some of his close friends, who genuinely showed support and it helped him take little steps in getting a close grasp of his wish. As a young teen, he led a vivacious, troublesome lifestyle produced mostly by his mundane reality, constantly ditching class and running away from home, only to be dropped off by a police cruiser in the middle of the night. Once he stole his parents credit card to get himself fake ids and stay at a bar two nights straight with his friends, the next day he was caught drunk, robbing and vandalizing the pastor's house just a couple of blocks from theirs. His parents, ashamed and extremely disappointed, took him to counseling w/c indeed helped the 16 year old. Regular sessions made him more comfortably open to his psychologist, who always gave a ready ear to listen. It made him feel accepted, the talks gave him the strength to pursue his transitioning and once again he opened it up to his parents during a session with his doctor. Although it was hard to make them understand, his father stoic since the whole exchange and his mother, who had freaked out but sooner tries to understand, finally made an agreement for the sake of their son's well being. Samuel, was now called Marcella during her transition and after her operation w/c her parents not so wholeheartedly payed for. Ever since, they were now completely unreachable, with only her sister, Holly, welcomed the young woman with opened arms. Since then her life took a positive turn, as she gained support from her newfound friends at the lgbt community and found the willingness to return her dedication to studying in the hope of winning back her parents . After graduating highschool with high honors, she gained a scholarship in college and took up journalism. College was everything she had hoped for, new friends, new sights, a myriad of choices in a vast sea of possibilities. Between her studies she applied a part time job at the university paper. Recently she's investigating the sudden boom in student loans and suspicious issues surrounding the heads of the university. Aside from that, she does the usual raw yet semi satirical articles in the uni papers. [/indent] [color=93C4AE][u]Extra:[/u][/color] [hr][center][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcf9txytxh1rtssdu.gif[/img][/center][hr] [center][color=93C4AE][h1][u]School Information[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [color=93C4AE][u]Major:[/u][/color] BA Journalism [color=93C4AE][u]Classes[/u][/color] [list]-Media Ethics -Media Law -Broadcast News and Production Management -Foreign Languages (minor) [/list] [/hider]