Simmons; Taffy Alice

[Taffy Simmons]

And They Tell Me I'm Not Their Idea Of Normal
but this is just how i've always been

Name: Taffy Alice Simmons
Nicknames: Taff
Age: 19
Sexual Orientation: Straight

And I Hate My Reflection In The Mirror

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Pb Claim: Hanna Beth
Physical Characteristics:
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour & Style: Black, falls past her shoulders in a slightly scene style
Weight: Average
Height: 5'5"
Body Type: Slender but has curves where she needs them
Style of Clothing: She's very much a ripped jeans and t-shirt kinda girl but, that said, she doesn't mind dressing up in skirts and dresses just to see the reactions of others (since they'd rarely if ever see her in that kind of attire). Often choosing converse or vans over high heels, it's obvious Taffy goes for comfort rather than style when choosing her outfits.

And Money Is Supposed To Make Me Happy
so all i do is about the greenbacks

Member Group: Resident
Job Position: Student. She wants to be a photographer but she doesn't want to think about major plans just yet
Schooling: College
Wealth Status: Middleclass

And I Keep Wishing On The Same Stars
but loyalty doesn't make dreams come true

Dreams:(at least 2)

Fears:(at least 2)

Secrets:(at least 1)

Likes:(at least 5)

Dislikes:(at least 5)

Three Best Personality Traits:

• Always tries to look on the bright side
  
• Very loyal to her friends and family
  
• Her sense of humor and ability to get along with almost everyone
  

Three Worst Personality Traits:

• She can be a daydreamer
  
• Impatient
  
• Stubborn
  

And All This Shit Could Fill A Novel
because life's a crazy game

Parents: Claire/43/Writer in her free time David/45/Managing director
Siblings: None

History:
Since being born Taffy had been mothered and as she got older she got sick of it. She figured that it was only because she was her parents' only kid and that they'd eventually stop so she put up with it. For their sake. That's just how she was; considerate even if she really didn't want to be. That's why, when her parent's decided they were moving to Oakwood when she was 10, she rolled with it; she was going to leave home eventually so why shouldn't she let her parents find somewhere they liked to settle down?
So that's basically how Taffy Simmons ended up at Oakwood.
Starting at the new school was hard for her though since everyone already knew each other and had already formed their groups of friends but she struggled through it because she had to. It couldn't be bad forever, right? Well, she'd hoped so. As she got older it got easier and she found herself quickly making friends and enemies, finding out how great relationships could be and how horrible rejections and breaks up were as well.

And I Try To Sit In The Shadows
so no one can see my true face

Name: Abi
Rp Experience: Oooo, it's been a good 4-6 years but it's been on and off
Where did you find us?: an ad :]

Rp Sample:

"You still have a way of making an appearance, don't you?"

At first Oscar wanted to laugh, but the fact that his face was stinging to high Hell kind of prevented that. Rolling himself onto his back, he wiggled his nose to find that it thankfully wasn't broken and let out a sigh of relief.
"My appearances are like my calling card." He answered the voice, not quite knowing if it was simply in his head but replying to it anyway. "Only I could trip over a rock when I meant to kick it. Only I could run into a glass door..and then walk into it when I leave. So if you see a guy doing something retarded on his way over to you then you know it's Oscar Sawyer." He added, thinking back to the day previous when he'd seen a friend in his kitchen and so ran inside from his back yard to see them but ran into the door instead, doing the same thing when he was returning back outside. Damn Maria for her inability to leave a door open.

"Can I help you up or are you fine?"

Suddenly aware that the voice had an owner that wasn't inside his head and realizing that said owner had actually walked over to him, he looked up at them. In a moment that seemed to drag forever, Oscar's mind clicked on to the fact that he knew the voice and he knew the girl that owned it; Rave Sommers. Taking another moment to stare up at her through his pain-induced tear-filled eyes, he studied her. She...actually hadn't changed much from this angle apart from the fact she'd lost her beautiful dark hair in place of blonde locks.
"I'm fine." He mumbled, sitting up slowly and getting to his feet, which left him with his back turned to her for the briefest of moments until he turned around to look at her again. Now he could see that she'd actually gotten taller and, for a reason unknown to the teen, she looked more Rave-like. As if she was comfortable with herself compared to when they were younger. He liked that thought; that she might be happy with herself now. The only downside in his mind was that this had all happened while she wasn't with him. Could there be a link? Had he been stopping her from being happy? He hoped to God he hadn't.
"I, er...I like the hair." He complimented her, unsure of what else he could say. "It's..eye-catching."
Yeah, it really was, but that was a problem. A problem Oscar had never cared to think about much until now, when he was reminded just how beautiful Rave was. She was so eye-catching that it wouldn't just capture his attention but the attention of others guys too. Suppressing the growl that caught in his throat really wasn't easy. Taking his mind off it he dusted down his ripped jeans and t-shirt, glaring at his converse for a second before looking back to Rave with a roguish grin.

'Man, this is gonna be so awkward.' He thought.

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you know what goes here:

[Leo Madison]

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