Post by Brylee Sharpe on Dec 26, 2008 16:35:56 GMT -6
BRYLEE MADELINE SHARPE !
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hey there ! my name is AUREO, and yeah, i'm a GIRL. i know, crazy right ?! anyway, i've been gracing you with my presence for nearly FIFTEEN years, and i love this place; thanks to ADVERT SURFING for leading me here. you can also find me at PM, or through NO ONE. let's let the fun begin[/font]
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well, my full name is Brylee Madeline Sharpe, but i like to be called Vegas, Bee, Bry, Ry, Rylee, Sharpe. my full name means Riley + B; probably because of some voodoo nuts. i'm Eighteen years old, yeah; i'm legal/barelylegal - and a girl, thank you very much. you can find me on the original list, where it'll say i'm a senior year. oh, and i almost forgot, my birthday is on January First, wanna throw me a party ?! i knew it[/font]
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i'm damn good looking, wouldn't you say? i've been told that i look like miranda Kerr, but everyone knows i'm way sexier. don't even lie ! what, you didn't think that picture was flattering? well i have fawn hair; sort of like soft and full. and my eyes - they're two pools of ah-mazing blue; you could say they're big and mischivious. at least, that's what i've been told. i'm such a beast, almost 5'9 feet, can you believe it? yeah, i take after my dad. and not that it's any of your business, but i weigh 120 lbs, and have a slim and athletic body type. i know, i know; i should make an exercise video. i stay this way by dancing,cheerleading and soccer, it's a lot harder than it sounds. you can usually find me wearing highend, athletic and hot styles, though i'm notorious for crazier things. oh trust me bby, you ain't seen nothing yet[/font]
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jeez ! some people just piss me off. it's like they don't get that i like shopping, power, dance, cheer, sports, horses, singing, piano, rain, boys, traveling ,attention,
money, people, having fun, modeling, her grandparents, her mom, her dad(sometimes), and hate rude/obnoxious people, people who are to much like her, chickens, losing, not getting what she wants, hot days, drugs, emos/punks/scenes, being questioned on authority or judgement, being wrong, being put in her place, being ignored, lazy people, her dad (sometimes) ! is it really that hard to remember ?! but really, my pet peeves list could go on and on, i'll try and narrow it down so you don't fall asleep. i mean, being ignored, lazieness, whining, and feet are just grotesque, don't you think? i'll admit i have some bad habits of my own, though; namely twirling my hair, biting my lip, not thinking before i act or speak, acting out, and shopping alllll the time, and my quirks include not hiding my annoyance or impatience, and stealing boyfriends. but i swear i'm a really fun, reckless, caring, guarded, responsible person. i have some weaknesses, which besides chocolate are cute guys, math, science, being told no. but i have great points too - dancing, sports, cheer lieing, and charming. ssh, can you keep a secret ?! of course you can; i knew i could trust you. well, don't spread this on the bathroom wall, but secret(s)here oh i feel so much better now
Oh what to say about Little Miss Sharpe? She has the most wonderful personality you will ever meet. She is sweet, kind and caring.. The All American Girl! She loves to help people and be part of everything. She loves to be social and meet new people. She is also loyal and true to her friends. Thats what the adults say anyway, and if you think that.... well, you clearly know nothing. oh well, she is all that with her friends but to most people....
She's some what a b.itch. You mess with her or her friends she'll tear you down faster then you can say 'I didn't mean it! I worship you guys!' . so needless to say, She's got attitude. She's someone you want on your side.
She is some what of an overachiever. She strives to be the best academically, physically and socially. Bry is also competitive. She does not like to be beaten.She won't let anyone or anything stop her or even slow her down. She wants to come out on top of everything.She is determined and will let nothing stop her from reaching her goal. She apperars very self confident, always has. No task is to big or too small. She is sure she can do anything, and is more willing to try new things. Most of the time she is, but sometimes, usually after talking to her dad, she feels inadiquit, ugly, and worthless.
She loves "being in the know"; aka: gossip. She lives for it. Of course it makes her enemies but it's so worth it. Power is power. It's not going to makes you more friends then enemies. But you know it's worth it.
Vegas is some what of a flirt.... Ok she is a huge flirt. "Tease" may be a more appropriate adjitve. She loves attention from anyone, but specifically the male persuasion. She wants to be noticed, adored, and admired. Some say she's retaliating agaisnt "love she never had as a child" but she denies that. She just wants to be 'in' to be wanted. She'll flirt with you, some times kiss you but more likely then not, lead you on then break your heart. She has been mistaken as a slut, but she's not. She's acually only had sex once when she was 15.
She is often very pushy. She doesn't mean to be it's just her nature, she wants herself and everyone around her to be the best they can be. ...and to do it her way. OF course it is never noticable. She is smart, sly and cunning. She's enjoys planning, plotting and manipulizing so very much, it's scary.
Brylee is also very imaginative and creative. She can make up a story in a snap, and this is also what makes her a marvelous liar. She is always up to something. Always going never stopping. Many a people say she needs to 'stop and smell the coffee' but why? She can do that when she's dead. Besides...Bee's never liked coffee
Reckless is an adjetive that describes her overall. She's always doing something gutsy, bold, sometimes down right stupid. She's fun loving and loves adrenaline ruch. She's never ever been know to turn down a dare. Not even when a fellow aspiring model dared her to make out with her french tutor to get a better exam grade. She had no problem doing it (frankly niether did her tutor).
She thrives off attention,knowing everyone wants to be like her, and thrills. I 'm just left to wonder.....when's she's gonna crash and burn?
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i was born and raised in Las Vegas, Nv ;;Hollwood, Cali;; NYC, Ny but now live whereyoulive. i've had a crazy life, but i'm alright. my biological parents are Isabela Breaux and Jackson Sharpe, and the people who raiesd me are same - plus Molly Cunningham, my nanny and Louisa Breaux, my grandma. i have some rascal flats too, my sibling(s): actually i don't. i also have a great little pet, Rockstar's Golden Ambition-Horse && Toto-dog. yeah, i know you're jealous. i got them in the freezer aisle. but seriously, my life is important. the happiest memory of my life was probably when my mom took me to my first photoshoot.; i know, i almost cried i was so thrilled. but then there's the worst - jeez i hate thinking about it. when my mom died. sigh, i've had a hard knock life.
Just barely two hours into the new year, a baby was born. A beautiful baby called Brylee Madeline Sharpe. Madeline after the fathers mother and Rylee plus a B after the mothers father. Jackson sharpe was the now proud father. He was also one of America's biggest director/producers at only 26. Isabela Breaux was an international supper model and was 20. They had gotten married only a year ago and met only 2 years ago, but were in love.
For a year the family was happy and perfect. They both still worked but Bela's assistant would hold Brylee while she did her shoots or runways.A year later, another addition was made to the family. A sweet little boy who they named Brett. They loved him as much as they loved Brylee.
The family lived in New Yorka and traveled a lot for both parents jobs. Brett and Brylee grew up very close, being they were always together.
When Brylee turned 10, she was signed by her mothers label as a model. Going to her first photoshoot with her mom was so thrilling. It was possibly one of the best memories of her life. They sat in hair and makeup together, laughing and playing. They did the first shoot together. Brylee still has all the pictures in a jewlry box.
Brylee did well. She loved attention a nd was a little crazy. She was smart and friendly. Dad was home less and less so it was Momma, Brett and Brylee. They were happy but missed dad and mom was always crying. One night they found out why.
It was his birthday and he was at work wrapping up his latest movie set. This one was actually in NEw York. Isabela went to surprise him. She was dressed to kill and had reservations at his favorite resteraunt. However, it was all in vain. When she got there, Jckson was on top of another girl on his desk. It was the star of that current film; young blond, all legs.
Mom ran out of there and sped home. two blocks from home, she was hit by a truck.
Isabela Chiara Breaux, french supermodel, loving mother, under appreciated wife, was announced dead at the scene.
For the next year, Jackson drank, partied, made movies, music, tv and love to random people. Soon he moved to hollywood taking his neglected children with him. This was when Brylee became reckless, unpredictable and wild. She would do some crazy stunt that would end up in the papers and embaress Jackson. She enjoyed it immensily. He ignored them because they looked so much like his deceased wife. They hated him for what they did to their mother. They blamed him for her death.
Brett had a hard time with it. For the first couple years without her, he clung to Brylee. They grew closer then ever. They were really all each other had left. He went partieing with her and brylee made sure his name was kept out of the papers and that he didn't get into too much trouble.
When Brylee was in 8th grade, she pulled a particularly hanus stunt, she was sent to live with her grandmother in Vegas. Grandma and Grandpa owned a line of hotels and were rich, young and fun. They both were only 55. The grandparents let the the children do as they pleased and Brylee behaved slightly better.
However, she still partied and prefered to have fun then to be sad. Her friends told her she was exactly what Vegas was all about. Having fun and losing yourself, what happens in Vegas stays in vegas. So, she earned that as her nickname.
She had fun in high school. She was a cheerleader, soccer star, and dancer, and was in the top 10% of her class. . Brett did well too. But he was becoming alarmingly more and more like his sister. Partieing, hooking up with girls.
The summer before her senior year, brett got into some trouble. He'd stollen a bullies girlfriend. He got the shit beat out of him seeing as the guy was a graduating senior. Brylee was worried now. Of course, having her brothers back she went and talked to the guy, who made out with her and everything was fine.
That same summer, Tahlia, Isabela's sister died of cancer. She had lived in Florida. When she died she left everything to her sister who haed left everything to her kids. Brylee inherited the house and all it's contents. Legally she couldn't have any of it until she was eighteen but the bank let her have it since she would be in 6 months anyway, all her accounts were frozen til then but she could do what she plased with the house.
Under grandma's advise, she moved into it. Grandma knew she was responsible and she also knew Brett needed a new group of friends. So, Brylee and Brett packed up and moved to california. Grandma stayed with them the rest of the summer to help them settle. Brylee wasn't really too keen on starting her senior year in a new place but.... she did it for Brett.
She tried, but couldn't change. She couldn't settle on one guy, one life. She was still fun, wild , and reckless. She made some new friends and made the soccer, cheer and dance team again here. She picked up from where she left off. Unfortunetly, so did Brett.
Now their here, living on their own. Still loving each other but when will each of them distruct? Their a ticking time bomb. [/font]
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so i've been role playing for about two years years. i know, i'm practically a veteran. i'd consider myself to be a intermediate/advanced roleplayer; i like playing girls better. whaat, you want some proof ?! well, here you go.
They were alike, that much was evident. Still, Aspen doubted he could handle her. No one could, that was part of her power over men. Guys had big egos but couldn't fill them out. When she visited Texas she found the perfect analogy. Guys like riding bulls or wrangling broncos to see who could do it. However, 9 times outta 10, the animal won. In this comparison, Aspen was the animal. Today, Aspen was looking for fun. This guy was fun.
Hm. He had a great smile but, poor guy, Aspen was imperviable to them. She had never been wooed before. It took a lot to even catch her attention for more then an hour. "how'd you know?" She pushed her sunglasses up on top of her head. "You seem the type "her voice was flirty, and her eyes were sparkling with mystery and mischief. A lot of fun. She was glad this was what she was wearing, it was fitted and flattering as sweat suits go. Thank you Juicy! He obviously appreciated it to. Some girls got uncomfortable or wigged out when guys looked them over, but Aspen welcomed it. She even put her hand on her hip and coc.ked it. The more he talked and smiled he was more then likely a Charmer. She opened her mouth to ask his name but he beat her to it.
"name's jackson, tyler jackson," Aspen laughed, the sound echoing slightly in the deserted parking lot. She gave him her own melting grins. "007. Aren't i a lucky girl?" she said flirtatiously but also sarcastically. "Stevens" she made a motion like fixing a bow tie "Aspen Stevens" she mocked him. She got the impression this guy was a wannbe Bond. Secret agent, different girl every movie, yeah, a guys role model, next to Hugh Hefner. She imagined he'd recognize her name. Everyone did. She ruled the school with Rhiannon and Rosalie, and if not by that then by her dad, the infamous producer Jackson Stevens (soooo overrated). She stepped closer. "So Jackson, "she looked him over again. "Charmer?" In a school defined by cliques, it was important for one of the three reigning queens to know which clique a potential "good time-er" is in. Silly but true
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