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~Original Character Application~
Name: Elizabeth
Age: 15
Where can we contact you if we have questions/concerns?: lizziegotback or thishungergamestribute
Character Name: Jadelyn "Jade" Scott
Character Age: 17
Desired face claim: Pheobe Tonkin
Character background: Just a girl from a suburban town, Jadelyn Scott always desired to be an actress. She was always shy, and caring, she never wanted to hurt anyone, ever. But, unlike her friends who were going out to parties and having fun, Jadelyn stayed in, practiced her acting and sent in dozens of audition tapes. One day, she mistakenly sent in her horror/romance movie audition to an adult film studio. Unknowning of what it was, when offered to be in a "film", Jadelyn accepted and was off to Hollywood. When she did find out what was happening, she refused and tried to flee. But seeing the opportunity, the men decided to rape her and film it to post to their site. Once it was all over, Jadelyn fled and broke down. She never told anyone what happened, and instead decided to become something she wasn't. She became Jade.
Jade was the opposite of Jadelyn. Jade was snarky, sarcastic, mean and bitter. She was seductive, harsh, and a liar. She was something Jadelyn refused to ever become. Once she became Jade, she found life was a bit easier. She got more jobs, and then owned killer apartment in under two months of being in LA. But Jadelyn's inner self wasn't totally gone. She cuts herself to feel herself being free. She smokes, and often under and/or over eats.
Jadelyn just wants her life back.
But Jade refuses to give it to her.
Desired apartment number for character: (Please check the apartment number page before choosing.) 2H
Example para: (in character, or from another RP please)
It was almost sundown, and Hunter was dressed to impress. A zipper tank top, ripped up skinny jeans, converse with pink laces, and finger-less black fishnet gloves. Her makeup was dark, with false eyelashes on black rimmed eyes and blood red painted lips. Her jewelry was sort of simple; stacked silver bracelets, drop crystal earrings, and a bow and heart pendant necklace stack to top it all off. She had a little spritz of Vera Wang’s ‘Rock Princess’ on, and was about to head out the door, when she grabbed her iPhone and slid it in her pocket.
Hunter peered out the door, making sure no one was around, before slipping out and quickly making her way down to the stairs then to the lobby. She looked around: no one was there. She walked out of the Palmwoods and headed towards a restaurant she knew all to well: Fiore’s. It was a small place, and rarely had a rush, but Hunter loved it. It was simple, and a bit cozy.
Once inside, she was seated in a booth, and handed a menu. She skimmed over it before deciding on lasagna. She order it, as well as a milk, then handed the menu to the waitress.
Someone of a familiar face caught her eye. She looked down as they moved closer, and as they slid into the booth. Hunter looked up gently before nodding and speaking softly, “Hello.”
