@HushedWhispers
"The four most beautiful words in our common language: I told you so.”
-Gore Vidal
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Habits | Quirks | Oddities
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Personality:
♦ Intelligent ♦ Controlling ♦ Confident ♦ Entitled ♦
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Here's one of them, should be good and ready to go. One down, a few more to go.
/me sweats bullets
Alyssa Deserae Green
"The four most beautiful words in our common language: I told you so.”
-Gore Vidal
Name:
Alyssa Deserae Green
Nickname:
Lyss
Lyssa
Queen
Lyssa
Queen
Birth Date:
12/25/1999
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Whatever she feels like
Relationship Status:
Steamy
Occupation:
Eventual CEO of a massive media and technology conglomerate, until then: a spender of her parents money
Classification:
Senior
Role:
Not sure yet
In Depth Appearance:
In a word? Gorgeous. In two words? Extremely gorgeous. Long, meticulously cared for blonde hair, and soft green eyes frame a face that most commonly wears a smug ‘I’m better than you and I know it’ smirk. Her teeth are pearly white and almost scary in how straight they are. She had braces, and is more than happy to say that those god forsaken things have fucked directly off, but she appreciates the work they did and takes the utmost care of her teeth, lest she be sentenced to something similar again. Alyssa knows how attractive she is, and doesn’t pretend that upkeep is a game or a false god.
She likes jewelry. She really likes jewelry. The 24 karat diamond tennis bracelet on her right wrist? Twenty thousand dollars. The massive green rocks in her ears? Fourteen thousand dollars. The golden necklace wrapped around her neck, with a huge ruby pendant? Seven thousand dollars(she says it was ten thousand.). And, finally, on her left pinky toe, another diamond ring. And that’s just on a day-to-day basis, her actual selection is much wider, but hidden away in a jewelry box in her room, taken out only when the occasion allows for it.
Alyssa dresses in expensive, comfortable clothing. She favors tank tops and short-shorts over dresses and skirts, though she has plenty of those as well. One thing she is always sure of is to be positive that her bra and panties are matching. To Alyssa, this is imperative, for she never knows when they’ll be seen next.
She can also occasionally be found lounging in her cheerleader outfit.
She likes jewelry. She really likes jewelry. The 24 karat diamond tennis bracelet on her right wrist? Twenty thousand dollars. The massive green rocks in her ears? Fourteen thousand dollars. The golden necklace wrapped around her neck, with a huge ruby pendant? Seven thousand dollars(she says it was ten thousand.). And, finally, on her left pinky toe, another diamond ring. And that’s just on a day-to-day basis, her actual selection is much wider, but hidden away in a jewelry box in her room, taken out only when the occasion allows for it.
Alyssa dresses in expensive, comfortable clothing. She favors tank tops and short-shorts over dresses and skirts, though she has plenty of those as well. One thing she is always sure of is to be positive that her bra and panties are matching. To Alyssa, this is imperative, for she never knows when they’ll be seen next.
She can also occasionally be found lounging in her cheerleader outfit.
M Y Q U I R K S
Habits | Quirks | Oddities
- Chews on her index finger from time to time, there’s no trigger or underlying reason. She just likes to
- An apparent British accent
- Snaps her fingers at the nearest person when she wants something done, points at whatever she wants done, then scoffs whenever her will isn’t acted upon(though it usually is), then does it herself, complaining all the while
- She’s kind of an alcoholic
Hobbies:
- Parties, raves, all the good shit
- Drinking
- Sex
- Shopping
- Ordering her servants around
- Lounging by her pool, or on her family’s private beach
- Exploring the estate’s grounds, accompanied by her trusted dog Turk, possibly the only thing she loves(aside from her butler, Butler)
Likes:
- Sex, drugs, rock n roll
- Lemmy
- Evalyn Jones
- To a lesser extent, Bryant O’Connor
- Southern food, music, culture, and accents
- Comics, and anything coming from comic book source material
- Owning better things than her peers
- People who listen to her(she tends to reinforce good behaviour via ‘treats’)
- Alcohol
- Bianca Salazar
- Strawberries(she makes a conscious effort to always have some on her)
- Classical music
- Rap music
- Butler
Dislikes:
- Learning that someone has something better than her
- Audrey Huntsberg
- Most electronic music
- Raspberries(how dare they come from the same food group as her beloved strawberries!)
- Chili flakes
- The parts of her house with less than 5 bars of wi-fi(of which there are surprisingly many. She's always finding a new 'deadzone' and Butler quickly orders a new repeater to fix it for the Queen)
Fears:
- Whooping cough
- Spiders
- Closed spaces
Personality:
♦ Intelligent ♦ Controlling ♦ Confident ♦ Entitled ♦
It’s unfair to say Alyssa isn’t worthy of the title her parents plan to hand her upon their retirement. She’s more than intelligent enough to handle running the family business. In fact, Alyssa is so intelligent that she often opts to not go to school, and instead sit in her home, showing up when she feels like doing so and on important test days. Who would stop her? Her parents are almost always gone for this business trip or that business trip, and they tend to ignore calls from the school anyway… Besides, certain members of the school, both staff and students alike prefer it when she isn’t there, if only because there’s some freedom from her constant commanding tones and seemingly endless demands.
Lyssa feels she is entitled to things because of her parents’s money and power. If she can’t have something on the spot, she’ll simply th row money at it until she can have it. In her mind, the end always justifies the means, and no matter how much effort or money it takes, Alyssa will always get her way in the end. It’s just the way things go around her, and it’s often easier to just accept that than to try and fight it.
She likes to be in control, in any and every situation. She has people paid to be at her beck and call 24/7, and most of them would happily stand in front of a bullet for her. She either loves her servants or loves the ease at which they obey, no one is quite sure which except for the girl herself. It’s been said that she hasn’t worked a day in her life; and it’s true, but the people that say she doesn’t want to work simply don’t know the full story. Alyssa is merely biding her time and waiting until she is at a point in her life where she can take over the corporation ran and owned by her parents and prove to the world that she isn’t a fluke, or an undeserving spoiledbrat.
In Alyssa’s mind, the company will only do even better under her rule. In her mind, by the time she’s 35, and ready to retire, she’ll run the world, and it’ll be all the better.
Lyssa feels she is entitled to things because of her parents’s money and power. If she can’t have something on the spot, she’ll simply th row money at it until she can have it. In her mind, the end always justifies the means, and no matter how much effort or money it takes, Alyssa will always get her way in the end. It’s just the way things go around her, and it’s often easier to just accept that than to try and fight it.
She likes to be in control, in any and every situation. She has people paid to be at her beck and call 24/7, and most of them would happily stand in front of a bullet for her. She either loves her servants or loves the ease at which they obey, no one is quite sure which except for the girl herself. It’s been said that she hasn’t worked a day in her life; and it’s true, but the people that say she doesn’t want to work simply don’t know the full story. Alyssa is merely biding her time and waiting until she is at a point in her life where she can take over the corporation ran and owned by her parents and prove to the world that she isn’t a fluke, or an undeserving spoiledbrat.
In Alyssa’s mind, the company will only do even better under her rule. In her mind, by the time she’s 35, and ready to retire, she’ll run the world, and it’ll be all the better.
D E F I N I N G M Y P A S T
History:
A Christmas present to her parents, Alyssa barely knows them. She knows of them, of course, a simply Google search in finance, or technology news, and you’ll find them. Multi billionaires. Her father an owner of a massive media and technology conglomerate with fingertips that stretch across the globe, dipping into almost every business one could possibly think of, and her mother from a southern oil baron family(the main distributor of which she now runs), they have a combined networth of roughly 97 billion dollars. Alyssa has been raised by nannies all her life, spending only holidays and birthdays with her parents, time she wishes they had more of. But she’s always understood why they’re always so busy, never growing angry with them for not being around. After all, she’s had plenty of people to play with since she could walk: countless maids, gardeners, a personal butler/bodyguard/chauffeur and whatever else she wants the man(Logan something or other; Alyssa isn’t completely sure, she just calls him Butler) to be at that day and time, and plenty of chefs.
Butler has been by her side since the moment she was born, assigned to her by her parents to keep her safe. Originally, she thought herself special, and the inclusion of Butler into her life fueled her imagination until it came to the conclusion that the massive estate she lived on was her castle, and she its princess. After all, who else would need a bodyguard? She wasn’t certain, but she was pretty damn sure that Butler has killed someone in his past.
Regardless, once she came to that conclusion, at around age 10, Alyssa held onto it for dear life, and the only thing that’s changed since then is she is no longer a princess, but instead a queen. She sometimes insists that newcomers to her home refer to her as such, often refusing to speak with those who won’t call her a queen.
Alyssa’s accent is British, though she and both her parents are raw, red-blooded Americans. The accent comes from the different English nannies that raised her, and from conversing with Butler, who is also English in heritage. Alyssa spent most of her schooling years being homeschooled, though she met two friends: the daughter and son of her parents’s law firms, Evalyn and Bryant O’Connor. They met when an emergency meeting was called, and all three sets of parents brought their child along. Alyssa, then around nine or ten, suggested Butler as an impromptu babysitter. Naturally, Butler accepted.
After the parents walked away, Alyssa looked at Evalyn and announced that since her parents were Eva’s parents’s boss, that meant Alyssa was Eva’s boss. At this point, she ordered Eva to fetch her a juice box from the lunchbox. After the other girl obeyed… well, as Alyssa would say: “She fetched the juice box, and I’ve kept her ever since.”
Whenever she has guests over for ‘playtime,’ Butler stands at her door and waits. She took up drinking at the age of 15 and never put it down. It’s her only(if you ask her) weakness.
Butler has been by her side since the moment she was born, assigned to her by her parents to keep her safe. Originally, she thought herself special, and the inclusion of Butler into her life fueled her imagination until it came to the conclusion that the massive estate she lived on was her castle, and she its princess. After all, who else would need a bodyguard? She wasn’t certain, but she was pretty damn sure that Butler has killed someone in his past.
Regardless, once she came to that conclusion, at around age 10, Alyssa held onto it for dear life, and the only thing that’s changed since then is she is no longer a princess, but instead a queen. She sometimes insists that newcomers to her home refer to her as such, often refusing to speak with those who won’t call her a queen.
Alyssa’s accent is British, though she and both her parents are raw, red-blooded Americans. The accent comes from the different English nannies that raised her, and from conversing with Butler, who is also English in heritage. Alyssa spent most of her schooling years being homeschooled, though she met two friends: the daughter and son of her parents’s law firms, Evalyn and Bryant O’Connor. They met when an emergency meeting was called, and all three sets of parents brought their child along. Alyssa, then around nine or ten, suggested Butler as an impromptu babysitter. Naturally, Butler accepted.
After the parents walked away, Alyssa looked at Evalyn and announced that since her parents were Eva’s parents’s boss, that meant Alyssa was Eva’s boss. At this point, she ordered Eva to fetch her a juice box from the lunchbox. After the other girl obeyed… well, as Alyssa would say: “She fetched the juice box, and I’ve kept her ever since.”
Whenever she has guests over for ‘playtime,’ Butler stands at her door and waits. She took up drinking at the age of 15 and never put it down. It’s her only(if you ask her) weakness.
M I S C .
Extracurricular Activities:
Cheerleading, where she is the captain
Anything Else:
Logan Everett -- This is Butler. My...ah, butler. -- Logan is never far from his charge, not letting her out of his sight. He has been at this for 17 years, since the minute she was born, and he will continue until he dies. He is always armed and extremely dangerous, and very quiet. In fact, he almost only speaks when Alyssa herself speaks to him, and dislikes conversing with any of her peers, unless Miss Green insists. Undoubtedly Alyssa’s favorite person, her best friend through and through.
Wolfe Green -- This is Daddy. I don’t know him very well, but he’s far more important than yours. Prove me wrong. You can’t. -- Alyssa’s rich father, he is always out on business trips across the country and rarely has time for his little girl, though his constant referring to her as ‘princess’ has only reinforced her belief that her home is her castle.
Aurora Green -- My Mother. Still better than yours, still don’t know her that well. -- A similar story to Wolfe, though Aurora makes a greater effort to keep in contact with their daughter, sending quite a few text messages and doing her best to make time for skype calls.
Turk -- My puppy. My pride and joy. My protector. -- Turk is Alyssa’s four-year-old Border Collie. She loves him with every fiber of her being, taking him on long, massive walks around the estate daily. This is one of the few times Butler is away from her; Turk is the only thing he trusts to take care of her. Regardless, Butler watches from afar.
The Stentorian Estate -- Welcome to my castle. Don’t get lost, I won’t send Butler or Turk to find you. -- The Green family’s massive estate, with a huge driveway leading up to it. Surrounded by 75 acres of perfectly tended grass, which breaks off into a forest(also owned by the Greens), the estate is nothing to scoff at, with the house itself being almost monolithic in size. It’s almost comical, how large the house is, considering that Alyssa virtually lives there all her own. There’s also a guest house on the grounds, and a house where her 24/7 servants live. Not far away is a beach owned by the Green family. There is also a small building dedicated to the security of the grounds, where two lucky guards get to sit and watch security cameras all day.
The Garage -- Blue Ferrari 458 Italia, Black Bugatti Veryon, Black Lamborghini Sesto Elemento, silver and black Koenigsegg One:1, white Koenigsegg Agera R, black Mercedes Benz S-Class, white Maserati Ghibli, a few tricked out golf karts, polaris Razors, dirt bikes, and quads for traveling around the estate and nearby forest with ease. -- And these are my toys. You can look, but don’t touch. Except for you, Violandrea, I suppose you can touch some of them. -- The garage is underneath the main building, almost hidden in part of the driveway, with the entry tunnel opening to reveal the garage only when Alyssa punches in the security code, known only to her, her parents, Butler, and possibly Turk. No one can be too sure. While Alyssa doesn’t actually drive the imported sports cars very often, she very much likes the Mercedes and Maserati, which she has Butler drive to get her from place to place. The dirtbikes, golf carts, and Razors are her favorite rides, and she likes to take them from place to place when possible.
Wolfe Green -- This is Daddy. I don’t know him very well, but he’s far more important than yours. Prove me wrong. You can’t. -- Alyssa’s rich father, he is always out on business trips across the country and rarely has time for his little girl, though his constant referring to her as ‘princess’ has only reinforced her belief that her home is her castle.
Aurora Green -- My Mother. Still better than yours, still don’t know her that well. -- A similar story to Wolfe, though Aurora makes a greater effort to keep in contact with their daughter, sending quite a few text messages and doing her best to make time for skype calls.
Turk -- My puppy. My pride and joy. My protector. -- Turk is Alyssa’s four-year-old Border Collie. She loves him with every fiber of her being, taking him on long, massive walks around the estate daily. This is one of the few times Butler is away from her; Turk is the only thing he trusts to take care of her. Regardless, Butler watches from afar.
The Stentorian Estate -- Welcome to my castle. Don’t get lost, I won’t send Butler or Turk to find you. -- The Green family’s massive estate, with a huge driveway leading up to it. Surrounded by 75 acres of perfectly tended grass, which breaks off into a forest(also owned by the Greens), the estate is nothing to scoff at, with the house itself being almost monolithic in size. It’s almost comical, how large the house is, considering that Alyssa virtually lives there all her own. There’s also a guest house on the grounds, and a house where her 24/7 servants live. Not far away is a beach owned by the Green family. There is also a small building dedicated to the security of the grounds, where two lucky guards get to sit and watch security cameras all day.
The Garage -- Blue Ferrari 458 Italia, Black Bugatti Veryon, Black Lamborghini Sesto Elemento, silver and black Koenigsegg One:1, white Koenigsegg Agera R, black Mercedes Benz S-Class, white Maserati Ghibli, a few tricked out golf karts, polaris Razors, dirt bikes, and quads for traveling around the estate and nearby forest with ease. -- And these are my toys. You can look, but don’t touch. Except for you, Violandrea, I suppose you can touch some of them. -- The garage is underneath the main building, almost hidden in part of the driveway, with the entry tunnel opening to reveal the garage only when Alyssa punches in the security code, known only to her, her parents, Butler, and possibly Turk. No one can be too sure. While Alyssa doesn’t actually drive the imported sports cars very often, she very much likes the Mercedes and Maserati, which she has Butler drive to get her from place to place. The dirtbikes, golf carts, and Razors are her favorite rides, and she likes to take them from place to place when possible.
Here's one of them, should be good and ready to go. One down, a few more to go.
/me sweats bullets
