Post by mary on Aug 1, 2010 20:15:11 GMT -5
Hi, my name is Mary Jac and this is my first character. I found this site through an advertisement. Something you should know about me is I. LOVE. TWIZZLERS..
Canon: Little Dorrit, by Charles Dickens
Custom Title: "Those who cannot remember the past are doomed to repeat it."
PHYSICAL
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: As her nickname would suggest, everything about Amy is little. She has a small figure, nose, mouth… everything. Amy is not beautiful, but rather a sort of quiet and shy pretty. Most people don't look at her enough to really analyze her appearance.
Height: Petite, at about 5'3".
Body: Slender, but not particularly muscular.
Other distinguishing features: Long and often frizzy brown hair, also nearly disproportionately large ears.
Wardrobe: Amy and her father live in less than ideal circumstances, and so she hasn't always had the resources to be fashionable. Besides, she never saw the point in dressing up. So, Amy is the proud owner of many plain-colored t-shirts and old, heavy jeans. She may have a fleece she keeps for the winter, but not much other than that. As for shoes, Amy usually wears whatever she can find in the way of a bargain, and harbors a secret love for Converse. [/ul]
Play By: The lovely Claire Foy.
PERSONALITY
General personality: Amy is a simple girl, with simple tastes. She never felt she would be something great, and was never ambitious like her siblings. Instead, Amy preferred supporting others, and has been a selfless girl since her birth. It's not that she has ever felt obliged or forced to be charitable, but it's simply in her nature to make other people happy. Consequently, Amy is what some people would call a "doormat", and is usually overlooked or criticized by those around her. It hurts, but it never really mattered to her. After all, Amy may be shy and reclusive, but she's never been critical of herself.
Amy is also kind, yes, but to a very bad fault. She is often cheated and taken advantage of, and is not naturally assertive. Amy is naturally forgiving towards people's faults and shortcomings. At the same time, she believes that everyone has some good, and it is nearly impossible for her to see the bad in people. Amy has led a dark and lonely life, and so she grew up with this sunny outlook.
Instead of toughening Amy up, her hard life has led her to become even more sensitive than she is by nature. Rejection, especially from her family, has always come so casually and frequently; still, despite the hurt, she aims to please them. Her mood usually depends on those around her - a small smile will make her overjoyed, and a tear will make her miserable. However her inner feelings (which can be surprisingly intense), Amy tries to keep a happy front to try to keep her peers happy. Despite her shortcomings when it comes to sensitivity and assertiveness, Amy is extraordinarily loyal and caring to the very end. She sees and seeks to help the best in other people, and those who really stop to look at Amy will find an exceptional friend.
Quotes, frequently used expressions: "No, really, it's OK."
Likes: (please list at least three)
Dislikes:
Strengths: Helpful, selfless, and loyal.
Weaknesses: Too forgiving, can't say no, and unassertive.
BACKGROUND
Family: Mrs. Dorrit - Mother (deceased)
William Dorrit - Father
Frederick Dorrit - Uncle (on her father's side)
Edward Dorrit - Brother (older)
Fanny Dorrit - Sister (older)
Education: High school, but chose to wait to go to college in order to take care of her father.
Occupation: Odd jobs, especially cleaning, in order to get a little extra money in.
Worst past experience: When Fanny discovered Amy wasn't going to college, the two had an explosive argument.
Best past experience: When she was six years old, her father took her to a playground - that being the only time he ever took her anywhere.
History: Amy Dorrit's past is of little significance as far as she knows. Her father rarely talks of how he met her mother, instead choosing to shout at Amy that they used to be proud, and rich. "William" seems to live in the glory days, however short they were. All Amy knows about her mother is from her brother and sister. They say her mother was beautiful and determined, but became weak and sickly after their financial ruin. Amy was born shortly after her brother and sister (6 and 10 at the time, respectively) and her mother - too fragile to have given birth - followed almost immediately after. The untimely death of her mother has always piqued at the back of Amy's mind, but she's never lost sleep over it. The same cannot be said for her father, though. "William" does not hold Amy responsible as much as himself; and since his wife's death, he has been slowly descending in health.
Growing up, Amy became very good friends with "John Chivery". This was very good for her father, because "Chivery's" father has been their landlord since their ruin, and has been exceptionally generous to the Dorrits when it comes to payment. "William" saw Amy's friendship as a way to keep the charity going. But that was not the case for Amy. Amy saw in "John" someone who truly understood her and cared about her, someone who would always approve of and support her. Although she cared for "John" dearly, she never felt any sort of romantic feelings towards him. He shows signs every now and then of affection towards Amy, however she chooses to ignore them. Secretly, she dreads that John may feel more for her than she does him.
Amy's school days were, again, of little significance. She was a fine student - smart, punctual, and hardworking - but her shyness and lack of ambition pushed her to the back of most everyone's minds. When her brother, being six years older than her, left home when she was only thirteen, Amy was forced to take care of her father whose mental health on the decline. As a result, she had to work even harder to keep her grades up and watch her father when her siblings visited less and less frequently. Amy pushed and pushed herself further, but she didn't mind as long as her father was happy and safe. She has always been grateful for what she had.
When the time came for Amy to apply to college, she decided that their financial situation and her father's health would never allow her to go. In her senior year, she decided to drop out of high school and take care of her ailing dad. When her sister found out, she came to their small apartment for the first time in months to persuade her to finish school and try for a scholarship she was definitely eligible for. Amy stood by her father, and eventually she and "Fanny" had an explosive argument that emotionally scarred Amy. Still it was clear that "Fanny" cared about her, so Amy agreed to finish high school and at least do some odd jobs to make a little more money. Her father was so proud and so alarmed that his daughter should stoop to that level that Amy was forced to go behind his back. Eventually, she found an old woman known as "Mrs. Clennam" looking for a girl to help clean her house every other day. This is where the story begins.
THE SAMPLE
In Character Sample: Amy didn’t make eye contact with anyone as she scurried across the sidewalks of Manhattan. Not with the lady who nearly tripped her, not with the teenagers shouting lewd comments at her as she passed, and certainly not with the homeless man in a wheelchair asking her for some spare change. She didn’t give it to him, but unlike other seasoned New Yorkers she had to bite her lip and fight against her person to just keep walking. Being Amy, she looked back and shot a sorrowful glance at the poor man before continuing on.
“Sorry.” She murmured delicately.
He didn’t see nor hear her, though. She didn’t made eye contact.
The homeless of New York was among the least of her many worries today, though. It was already two o’clock, and while most girls her age would be improving their minds at a college or something of the sort, Amy was off to meet an employer. Well, a possible employer. And while it was hardly affluential of her to clean an old woman’s apartment, it was all that Amy could to do to bring a little extra money in. Oh, did she feel simply awful about going behind her father’s back – she always felt contrite doing anything that would make her father unhappy.
Stooping to the level of a common housemaid, he would say.
You’re not a goddamn Mexican, he would say.
You are so much above all of that, Amy.
Maybe she was. At least it was for the good of her father, she reassured herself, and he would be happy to have air conditioning for one more summer. Especially after that one particularly brutal July…
She shook the grim memory from her head. It never did any good to complain or wallow in self-pity; that was how Amy was able to go on living the way she did. She smiled to herself. Yes, that sounds about right. Negativity never did get anybody anywhere.
Feeling a small bit better about herself, Amy drew her shoulders back and stood a little taller. Instead of dwelling in the past, she began to focus on what she would say to the woman upon arrival. A greeting, a firm handshake, and eye contact. That’s how her father made it to the top in life – he never let her forget – before he sank to the bottom. But that wouldn’t happen to Amy, no, she would be the best housekeeper anybody ever had. Maybe if she were lucky, a nanny too.
The sharp crunch of the paper in her hand brought Amy back to reality. By losing herself in her own thoughts she had nearly forgotten to stop at the right house. It was large – not an apartment building, rather a rare old home, probably built a hundred or more years ago. She had recited the name over and over again, and here she finally was. Amy stopped for several thoughtful beats to stare up at the fragile structure. Then, she took a deep breath and climbed the front stairs. She grabbed an ancient brass knocker, and knocked twice. Firmly. After several minutes, the door swung open.
“Mrs. Clennam?”
Amy blurted out, albeit faintly.
She didn’t make eye contact.
Amy Lauren Dorrit
Low Class
Low Class
Canon: Little Dorrit, by Charles Dickens
Custom Title: "Those who cannot remember the past are doomed to repeat it."
PHYSICAL
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: As her nickname would suggest, everything about Amy is little. She has a small figure, nose, mouth… everything. Amy is not beautiful, but rather a sort of quiet and shy pretty. Most people don't look at her enough to really analyze her appearance.
Height: Petite, at about 5'3".
Body: Slender, but not particularly muscular.
Other distinguishing features: Long and often frizzy brown hair, also nearly disproportionately large ears.
Wardrobe: Amy and her father live in less than ideal circumstances, and so she hasn't always had the resources to be fashionable. Besides, she never saw the point in dressing up. So, Amy is the proud owner of many plain-colored t-shirts and old, heavy jeans. She may have a fleece she keeps for the winter, but not much other than that. As for shoes, Amy usually wears whatever she can find in the way of a bargain, and harbors a secret love for Converse. [/ul]
Play By: The lovely Claire Foy.
PERSONALITY
General personality: Amy is a simple girl, with simple tastes. She never felt she would be something great, and was never ambitious like her siblings. Instead, Amy preferred supporting others, and has been a selfless girl since her birth. It's not that she has ever felt obliged or forced to be charitable, but it's simply in her nature to make other people happy. Consequently, Amy is what some people would call a "doormat", and is usually overlooked or criticized by those around her. It hurts, but it never really mattered to her. After all, Amy may be shy and reclusive, but she's never been critical of herself.
Amy is also kind, yes, but to a very bad fault. She is often cheated and taken advantage of, and is not naturally assertive. Amy is naturally forgiving towards people's faults and shortcomings. At the same time, she believes that everyone has some good, and it is nearly impossible for her to see the bad in people. Amy has led a dark and lonely life, and so she grew up with this sunny outlook.
Instead of toughening Amy up, her hard life has led her to become even more sensitive than she is by nature. Rejection, especially from her family, has always come so casually and frequently; still, despite the hurt, she aims to please them. Her mood usually depends on those around her - a small smile will make her overjoyed, and a tear will make her miserable. However her inner feelings (which can be surprisingly intense), Amy tries to keep a happy front to try to keep her peers happy. Despite her shortcomings when it comes to sensitivity and assertiveness, Amy is extraordinarily loyal and caring to the very end. She sees and seeks to help the best in other people, and those who really stop to look at Amy will find an exceptional friend.
Quotes, frequently used expressions: "No, really, it's OK."
Likes: (please list at least three)
- Her father
- Her brother and sister, despite their faults
- Helping
- John Chivery, her friend
- Old movies (esp. Casablanca)
- Being alone, or being alone with her father
- Hot chocolate
- The Beatles
- Peace & quiet
- Routine
Dislikes:
- Loud music/heavy metal
- Pretending to be better of than she is
- Making people unhappy
- Her brother's laziness
- When her sister doesn't accept her
- Bottling up her feelings
Strengths: Helpful, selfless, and loyal.
Weaknesses: Too forgiving, can't say no, and unassertive.
BACKGROUND
Family: Mrs. Dorrit - Mother (deceased)
William Dorrit - Father
Frederick Dorrit - Uncle (on her father's side)
Edward Dorrit - Brother (older)
Fanny Dorrit - Sister (older)
Education: High school, but chose to wait to go to college in order to take care of her father.
Occupation: Odd jobs, especially cleaning, in order to get a little extra money in.
Worst past experience: When Fanny discovered Amy wasn't going to college, the two had an explosive argument.
Best past experience: When she was six years old, her father took her to a playground - that being the only time he ever took her anywhere.
History: Amy Dorrit's past is of little significance as far as she knows. Her father rarely talks of how he met her mother, instead choosing to shout at Amy that they used to be proud, and rich. "William" seems to live in the glory days, however short they were. All Amy knows about her mother is from her brother and sister. They say her mother was beautiful and determined, but became weak and sickly after their financial ruin. Amy was born shortly after her brother and sister (6 and 10 at the time, respectively) and her mother - too fragile to have given birth - followed almost immediately after. The untimely death of her mother has always piqued at the back of Amy's mind, but she's never lost sleep over it. The same cannot be said for her father, though. "William" does not hold Amy responsible as much as himself; and since his wife's death, he has been slowly descending in health.
Growing up, Amy became very good friends with "John Chivery". This was very good for her father, because "Chivery's" father has been their landlord since their ruin, and has been exceptionally generous to the Dorrits when it comes to payment. "William" saw Amy's friendship as a way to keep the charity going. But that was not the case for Amy. Amy saw in "John" someone who truly understood her and cared about her, someone who would always approve of and support her. Although she cared for "John" dearly, she never felt any sort of romantic feelings towards him. He shows signs every now and then of affection towards Amy, however she chooses to ignore them. Secretly, she dreads that John may feel more for her than she does him.
Amy's school days were, again, of little significance. She was a fine student - smart, punctual, and hardworking - but her shyness and lack of ambition pushed her to the back of most everyone's minds. When her brother, being six years older than her, left home when she was only thirteen, Amy was forced to take care of her father whose mental health on the decline. As a result, she had to work even harder to keep her grades up and watch her father when her siblings visited less and less frequently. Amy pushed and pushed herself further, but she didn't mind as long as her father was happy and safe. She has always been grateful for what she had.
When the time came for Amy to apply to college, she decided that their financial situation and her father's health would never allow her to go. In her senior year, she decided to drop out of high school and take care of her ailing dad. When her sister found out, she came to their small apartment for the first time in months to persuade her to finish school and try for a scholarship she was definitely eligible for. Amy stood by her father, and eventually she and "Fanny" had an explosive argument that emotionally scarred Amy. Still it was clear that "Fanny" cared about her, so Amy agreed to finish high school and at least do some odd jobs to make a little more money. Her father was so proud and so alarmed that his daughter should stoop to that level that Amy was forced to go behind his back. Eventually, she found an old woman known as "Mrs. Clennam" looking for a girl to help clean her house every other day. This is where the story begins.
THE SAMPLE
In Character Sample: Amy didn’t make eye contact with anyone as she scurried across the sidewalks of Manhattan. Not with the lady who nearly tripped her, not with the teenagers shouting lewd comments at her as she passed, and certainly not with the homeless man in a wheelchair asking her for some spare change. She didn’t give it to him, but unlike other seasoned New Yorkers she had to bite her lip and fight against her person to just keep walking. Being Amy, she looked back and shot a sorrowful glance at the poor man before continuing on.
“Sorry.” She murmured delicately.
He didn’t see nor hear her, though. She didn’t made eye contact.
The homeless of New York was among the least of her many worries today, though. It was already two o’clock, and while most girls her age would be improving their minds at a college or something of the sort, Amy was off to meet an employer. Well, a possible employer. And while it was hardly affluential of her to clean an old woman’s apartment, it was all that Amy could to do to bring a little extra money in. Oh, did she feel simply awful about going behind her father’s back – she always felt contrite doing anything that would make her father unhappy.
Stooping to the level of a common housemaid, he would say.
You’re not a goddamn Mexican, he would say.
You are so much above all of that, Amy.
Maybe she was. At least it was for the good of her father, she reassured herself, and he would be happy to have air conditioning for one more summer. Especially after that one particularly brutal July…
She shook the grim memory from her head. It never did any good to complain or wallow in self-pity; that was how Amy was able to go on living the way she did. She smiled to herself. Yes, that sounds about right. Negativity never did get anybody anywhere.
Feeling a small bit better about herself, Amy drew her shoulders back and stood a little taller. Instead of dwelling in the past, she began to focus on what she would say to the woman upon arrival. A greeting, a firm handshake, and eye contact. That’s how her father made it to the top in life – he never let her forget – before he sank to the bottom. But that wouldn’t happen to Amy, no, she would be the best housekeeper anybody ever had. Maybe if she were lucky, a nanny too.
The sharp crunch of the paper in her hand brought Amy back to reality. By losing herself in her own thoughts she had nearly forgotten to stop at the right house. It was large – not an apartment building, rather a rare old home, probably built a hundred or more years ago. She had recited the name over and over again, and here she finally was. Amy stopped for several thoughtful beats to stare up at the fragile structure. Then, she took a deep breath and climbed the front stairs. She grabbed an ancient brass knocker, and knocked twice. Firmly. After several minutes, the door swung open.
“Mrs. Clennam?”
Amy blurted out, albeit faintly.
She didn’t make eye contact.
