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"NO. STOP. GET

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Outfit
Time: 3 PM



Aline felt like just getting up and leaving the diner due to the impatience that she had, calling her friend later during the day. After all, she only had so much time on her hands. But she already knew that she wouldn’t do that so she took a sip out of her ice tea and continued to scan her phone, every so often making sure to check the parking lot and the entrance. And soon, Elizabeth was finally there.

She smiled lightly and waited for Elizabeth to get over to their spot. “About time.” The words came out of Aline’s mouth just as she took her seat. A sweet and with a playful tone that she accompanied with a kind smile. If it was anyone other than Elizabeth that she was subjected to waiting more than 20 minutes past their meeting set time, you could guarantee that she would have given a menacing look that spoke more than the words that would soon follow. But Aline was used to putting up this angel act. After all, she was an aspiring actor. Aspiring because of the fact that she was currently shooting for a new drama and it was her first. The first but it felt like she had been acting forever. After all, Aline was a natural. But with the recognition she already had by being on the covers of fashion magazines, it was easy to get spotted by a director.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” The mention of traffic wasn’t one that Aline could actually relate to. After all, she drove around in limos and from time to time there was a driver waiting for her. Today, however, she actually drove herself and got to the place 10 minutes earlier. The risk was getting caught for speeding mph in a brand new red Lamborghini. But well, she was fine.

“You look cute today. Well, you always do but you know what I mean~”

Someone once said that flattery got you nowhere. That was a lie. Aline often complimented Elizabeth since she was adorable. Aline herself honestly hated receiving compliments to her face. It may have been strange but it made her feel even more insecure than she already was and had a reverse effect than the compliment-giver probably intended.

Thoughts were running through Aline’s head before she finally remembered what she was going to say to her 5 minutes ago. “Oh, someone wanted to meet you. Just because. They said they wanted to meet a friend of mine and I said alright. Is that OK? Sorry for just telling you now.” The so-called friend was a man named Wolfred. One of her only 2 friends that she had. He was an older man. 24 years old to be exact. The reason they knew each other was that her mother and his mother had been great friends in the past and Aline grew to love him. Elizabeth might have been surprised about the fact that she had friends besides her. The only person she had even seen her with was for work or her stepsister. Wolfred was a guy that she had gotten used to over the years and honestly, there’s no way you can’t like him. At least in Aline’s eyes.







Outfit
Time: 3:05



Oh, what a splendid, marvelous, exceptional day! The positivity was oozing out of Wolfred as he walked down the street to his hotel. He was greeted with ever so sweet-sounding "Hello"'s and he responded with a slight bow and a good afternoon right back to them. The reason for his happiness may have been for no reason at all but it was likely because he was going to meet a dear friend he hadn't seen in months. They were both quite busy and though he implied that they hadn't actually seen each other, they of course had. After all, they lived in the same building so it was unavoidable that they would run into each other but most of the times Aline was rushing right past him with a hello and a black coffee in her hands, most likely off to a shoot. She was admirable really. Though her little competition with her sister was unfortunate. He was sure they could have been great....no no, they clash far too much to be actual friends.

What time was it? Did he already work today? Of course, he had. He had been working until 3 am last night! Unlike most people, Wolfred was a man that went out to work at 6 or sometimes 7 pm and left in the morning. Sometimes he did make a normal schedule, going off on his way to work at 10 am. Last night be got off at 2 am and woke up at 1 pm so he was as chipper as usual.

His morning was occupied by a mystery novel by the name of "And Then There Were Mone." It was a story that he had recently started and was not disappointed. Besides that, he went to a coffee shop at around 1 PM and he's now back home. Just to get some work done at home and finish up a project he was working on. The time flew as he was working and when he put his glasses on to check the time, he realized that it was already 2:40 PM. "Oh god. She hates it when people are late." He mutters, grabbing his wallet and keys and shoving them down the pockets of his pants. His outfits were never too casual and already made it seem like he had money. This wasn't on purpose, it was just his clothing taste.

The drive was a smooth one in his car that valued comfort as its top priority. He had dramatic classical music booming in the car as he hummed along to the notes. It took him about 25 minutes to get to the diner and it would have been sooner if there wasn't any traffic. But at least he was there with his lovely Aline sitting at the table with a cutie.

"Aline! Hey, sorry I'm a bit late."

He entered the diner and automatically a few women had their eyes on him. After all, he had a certain charm to his appearance. "And this must be exquisite Liz. And she is quite the looker I see. Wonderful to meet you, Elizabeth. My name is Wolfred Octane." Looking straight at her with his piercing emerald green eyes. Wolfred took a seat beside Aline and smiled kindly at the new face. Ever since he was young, his parents made sure that he knew of perfect manners and that was evident daily.



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F U L L N A M E
Yulia Lilac Tatherns


A G E
16: Born on January 1, 1999


G E N D E R
Female


B I R T H P L A C E
Soihull, England






A P P E A R A N C E
A smile on her face that looks so sweet but everything else says differently. The thin brown eyes, a well-defined nose, and sickly pale skin. A build that makes her seem delicate even though that couldn't be farther from the truth. People make a lot of assumptions when they see Yulia. Most of them are wrong.

Yulia may stand at only 5' 2" but her presence makes up for the gap in her height between the rest of her friends. And the heels that she will most likely be wearing help as well. And if you're going to try and guess the type of clothing she'll wear on that day, the brand name, the color of her eyeshadow, the number of inches in her heel that'll be click-clacking through the halls, just don't.

Her eyes usually look like crazy eyes. The girl you'd think was hot but you rethink her decision because of those wide eyes and maybe the amount of eyeliner she has one. Because make no mistake, you'll probably never see her without eyeliner. Her lips aren't full and are always topped with a nice layer of lipgloss. The color, like everything else, depends on how she feels on that day.

Her hair. Or maybe it's not her hair. Maybe it's a wig because she has a million of those occupying her room. But her hair is actually dark, raven black. Short hair that swoops up at the ends, framing her oval face. Yulia isn't someone that you can know by looking at them. Some people you might know their personality right away. At least, you think you know them for some simplistic reason. The way that she looks is just that. What's on the surface.


S C A R S / T A T T O O S / P I E R C I N G S

Scars can't be found on her skin too much. The foundation she uses to cover isn't cheap. Yulia had her fair share of fights, cooking accidents, cat encounters, and just plain old clumsiness to figure out that her skin was destined to be soiled. The scars that would stand out is one that has 2 scars running next to each other on her left arm. They don't matter though since the sum of her scars will grow over time anyways.

The amount of piercings Yulia has is that of a girl you wouldn't want at your kid's house. Piercings cover the entirety of her right ear and only 2 for her left. One tongue piercing and a stomach piercing. That was all she managed to get during that stage of her life. A tattoo that covers her right foot is one of the most unnoticeable and lovely tattoos she has and is of a big dipper constellation. Another tattoo she has is on her back. A tattoo that she got just because of her periodic love of flowers. The tattoo was the choice of the man that had done it for her and thank god it turned out something she loved so much. The last tattoo is on her left arm. A witch...on a broom? A cat on a broom? Yeah, never expect a proper reason for why she decided to have that tainting her left arm because honestly, she doesn't know herself. She probably thought she was a witch at the time but she can't be too sure.


C L O T H I N G S T Y L E
Half of her wardrobe consists of clothing that the teacher would either eyeball her for or send her home. She doesn't wear too many scandolous outfits. One day Yulia could be wearing an outfit you'd see in a Jpop music video and the next she'll look like she just got out of a burning building with her hair a mess and the clothes one her ripped in a fashion that doesn't look like actual fashion. Her clothes are unpredictable and she likes it that way. She likes it when they stop to give her judgemental looks just because of the things she wears. She just loves it.







R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single as hell


P E R S O N A L I T Y
Yulia isn't sane. She doesn't think as much as she should before she does half of the things that she does. She's a brat, spoiled, far too chipper, insensitive, and she can be quite the bitch.

As a child that grew up with whatever she wanted in the palm of her hands, Yulia didn't understand that actions had consequences for a while. Her parents treated her like a gentle angel and she acted that way when it benefited her. Yulia will do practically anything if it means she gets something out of it. So much so that it clouds her judgment. The fact that she can't just put herself before others is a concept she'll never perfect and that'll come with consequences.

Some things that others find important about oneself could be completely useless to her. She doesn't actually want to get to know many people and she already has enough friends. Yulia does just fine ignoring people if they bore her since all she wants is entertainment.

Beneath the loud voice lies a somewhat sensitive girl. Well, not really but she does have a lot of emotions. And she tries to be the best friend that she can to those she finds dear to her. Yulia is verbal and physical when she begins to feel things. Her ways of fixing things can be strange at times since she would rather avoid confrontation at all costs. She hates to feel like she did something wrong and feeds on denial.

Yulia is quite sweet. That much is visible by anyone. At first, she'll seem like a church girl with the way that she speaks but after a while, you'll see her other colors. She just feels that if she's too kind, she'll come off as vulnerable and that will apparently make it easy for others to target her.

In the end, no one can know what her exact personality is. She a jumble of emotions in a bottle and shook up. Yulia gets in fights easily but she avoids them just as easily. Mysterious is probably a word that describes her in the view of others. Though they might just write her off as loud or whatever personality they see on that specific day.


L I K E S
  • Doing what she wants
  • Getting judged by strangers
  • Sweets
  • Anything entertaining
  • Alcohol
  • Cigarretes
  • Pain
  • Being with friends
  • Being praised


D I S L I K E S
  • Confrontation
  • Having to regret things
  • Being bored
  • Her parents not giving a flying rats ass about what she does(?)
  • Parents being too carefree
  • Being ignored for too long
  • Things not going her way
  • Artichokes and olives







H I S T O R Y
She grew up with a bland couple that had a miscarige 3 years after she was born and were broken up about it. They had lived in England until until Yulia turned 5 when they moved to the US in hopes for a good change. But it didn't help. Their depression and personal problems, neglecting their only daughter and not able to fix their already broken marrige to the point of it getting out of hand caused Yulia to be put up for adoption at the age of 8.

This is how her life began as the adopted daughter of a married lesbian couple by the names of Tina and Hellen Fay. Tina is a graphic designer and a self-proclaimed artist. Hellen was a successful plastic surgeon and had opened her own practice 5 years ago which made them wealthy. Though they chose to live in a cute little home and take care of themselves. It's hard to decipher that Yulia comes from a wealthy family but it's also easily visible at the same time. Mostly because of the clothes that she wears. Some from the thrift shop but a lot of its brand name.

Yulia was soon to learn that her brand new parents were polyamourous and practically nudists. They had a carefree way about them. The way they didn't mind if their multiple partners roamed the house naked and how they laughed when some bad things happened.

Hellen insists on telling Yulia that every one of their partners is her parents as well. And maybe that's true. All of them are good people. They help out in her life and love to treat her like a daughter. It would just help if she didn't have to see any of their genitals or their chest in the daylight. Sometimes one of them would be being painted by Tina.

Yulia had been home-schooled until the age of 10 when Hellen's work schedule got even more occupied than before.

The teachers weren't a fan of her short-attention span and the fact that she couldn't seem to care less about what they were teaching her. She acted out in artistic ways mostly, graffiti and the such. At least at first. It wasn't until 15 that she was introduced to ditching classes to go to clubs and just doing whatever she wanted. After a while, Yulia got the fact that her parents paid her way out of any troubles and she's just fine with that.


S C E N A R I O S P L A Y E D O U T





"When all is said and done.

I'm just a girl that wants attention."
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In Mafia 8 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Alright. Here's Mert.
@Cynder Just going to place my interest here. After all, it's almost October and so, i'm interested in the Halloween rp!!
@Melo y' know what. I need to get caught up on this ish. Shet man, all the affairs.
Of course I miss the cheating thing....

I really doubt Raven would date a cheater...A pain and since Narcissa seems like the jealous type over a lover... I mean, fuck buddies without Narcissa knowing isn't something she'd totally oppose though.
Ok. So my idea is to make a Magical girl. Who is adorable and loved by all her fans. She's the type to say "Desu" and "Kawaii" with a pout and run around with cat ears.

Of course, she does actually know how to act. And she's also a scheming beotch that just wants to watch the other magical girls fall to their knees in defeat. but that's just a minor detail~
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