Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2013 14:25:17 GMT -8
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[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Penelope Ophelia Peterson | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Obedient. Pessimistic. Awkward. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Penny, Poppy, Piper, Nellie, Encyclopenny. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Seventeen | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] October 15th, 1994 | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Female | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Homosexual | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Civilian | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] Penelope is one of those kids who would rather study up for an exam then catch up on episodes of Pretty Little Liars. Penny is a Senior in High-school with a 4.0 GPA. Nobody is quite sure what came first; the good grades or the high pedestal her teachers put her on. Penelope is always seen getting coffee for one teacher and getting print-outs for another. The teachers adore her and the students can't stand the fact that Penelope is such a Teacher's Pet. Her helpfulness doesn't end at school either. Penelope comes from a rather large family and she's one of the last few to born. She's the baby of the family who's always trying to impress her older siblings. In her eyes that means being their Pack-mule. If one of them tells her to jump; all she asks is where to and how high. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Residence | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] For someone who seems so insignificant Penny's living quite a lavish lifestyle. With a beautiful model of a mother and a plastic surgeon of a father the Petersons' live in a mansion in Beverly Hills. This estate is huge and is something taken right out of MTV cribs with an elevator, pool and two-floor library. The sheer scale is both a blessing and a curse. Penny loves the fact she can hide away from the world so easily in her home but that doesn’t mean at times the emptiness doesn’t make her feel lonely. It’s not like the house itself is never busy. The help is always bustling about, her mom always has her tennis lessons on the court, her older sisters are in the spa, her brother’s are playing tag in the garden and she spends her time sitting in a corner of her walk-in closet she made into a makeshift office. C'est la vie. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Appearance | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] Penelope is cute; not pretty, not sexy, and not gorgeous just cute. With bright red hair down to her waist, it’s pretty hard to blend in with the crowd. The fact that her hair is curly and refuses to to be manageable makes the situation even worse. Strands stick out in the randomest of places and her attempts in holding it all together have gone in vain. For the moment now to keep her hair from becoming a bush she uses white barrettes to keep down what she can. Most have suggested combing it out but it just ends up getting bigger or on the rare occasion that it works it just gets worse later. In all honesty if her hair got any bigger you might not even be able to find Penelope. She’s tiny enough as is and her tangles only make her seem smaller. Barely bigger than five foot and quite slender too most would mistake the ginger for a middle-schooler. The ever-present blush on her pale skin doesn’t help her case in anyway or form. Though her looks are far from plain Penelope tries to hide herself in her clothes. Almost everything she has is oversized not that she’s hiding much anyway. There’s nothing to see. It doesn’t help that she feels like she’ll be stuck this way forever. Every once in awhile she’ll try to break out with wearing a dress or two maybe even a skirt but the phase doesn’t last long and she’ll fall back into the same patterns. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Personality | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] Penelope is very insecure, anxious, and over-eager to please everybody. She is easy to manipulate and a complete pushover. She's found herself in many situations--from putting in extra time at school to doing things against her morals because she hates saying no or hurting people. She often struggles to communicate her own feelings, even though she so good at understanding the emotions of others, and so she ends up being overlooked or used. She harbors a lot of self-doubt and insecurities and so once someone is close to Penny, she can be a bit of a handful. She needs constant reassurance that her friends still care for her and lots of outside validation. She knows that these traits are irritating but can’t bring herself to stop. Overly-sensitive is a way to put it. It’s extremely rare to see an angry Penny but she’s very quick to whimper and cry. Her heart isn’t on her sleeve, it’s sewed into her forehead for everyone to poke and prod at. People can so easily hurt her because she wants everyone to like her, to want her around. She thrives on their acceptance and shudders at the mere thought of rejection of any sort. Penelope is willing to bend over backwards for complete strangers. It’s the reason for her complete obedience. Her belief is that no one can hate you if you do everything they want and need. You say pessimistic, she says realistic; either is true. Hope can be a killer or at least that’s what all her survival books tell her. If you hope for the best then then become disappointed again and again you just get weary, tired. You need to be realistic about life, that’s her philosophy.. Her presence is definitely not the most upbeat more on the gloomy and sad side honestly. If anything she seems to soak the energy out of people like a sponge. She doesn’t mean to be such a debbie-downer, it just happens that way. At least you don’t have to live in her mind. Penelope hides a very morbid thought process behind a cute face. Depressing is a good word to sum her up with, just very depressing. Penny’s life is consumed by her fears. The reason why she sucks at holding conversations is because she’s afraid she’ll come off as weird, or boring or too forward. It’s turned her into quite the awkward turtle. Having her walk up to you in the first place is an accomplishment. People scares her, well everything scares her. She’d rather run away and hide than stand up for herself. Her guard is always up, there’s never a time when she isn’t on high alert. There’s a lot of dangerous things out there that you can’t see and can’t fight off. Penelope plans to be ready to run when the time comes. Even if the girl wasn’t shy, she wouldn’t like spending everyday around people. She’s very much a loner and prefers tranquility and peace over rowdy and loud. If she could find a companion who wouldn’t mind spending their time in silence with her then she’d be as happy as could be. People are more interesting from afar either way. She prefers how she imagines people to be over how they actually are. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Etcetera | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] ♩ She loves to analyze things and hates the idea of luck or fate. Everything is calculation and probability to her. Unless coached she isn't much of a risk-taker because she compares the amount of risk to the pay-out and usually the chance of injury or death is a little too high for her liking. ♫ In her eyes she's a certified people-watcher. In her free-time she'll find secluded places with good views so she can people and take not of their habits, schedules and body language. Her favorite thing to do is to make up back-stories for the people and even in some cases personalities. If she actually used the information for something she could be a really good PI but for now she's just a real creep. ♪ Penelope is one of those kids who never really listened to that whole 'Don't play with your food' thing. She has a serious thing for playing with mash potatoes. She usually makes really ugly faces, or buildings and then destroys them with gravy. She does the same thing with tooth picks minus the gravy of course. ♩ Her favorite actor in the world is Leonardo DiCaprio which explains why her three favorite movies are Titanic, she still thinks that there was space on the door, Shutter Island and Inception. ♫ Penelope hates Christmas with a fiery passion. She can't understand why people don't think that a fat man creeping around your house leaving presents isn't creepy. Honestly, she thinks most holidays are creepy. Cupid and the Tooth Fairy are two of her least favorites. ♫ Yes, her initials spell POP and if you're not very nice it could even spell POOP. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] Lineage | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] What are the odds that two rich red headed Irish people would meet, fall in love and get married? Not very high but who knows what happened for this family. Her father is a full-blooded Irish man who has roots in Ireland for hundreds of years. Her mother on the other hand is a bit of a different story. The people her mother call Daddy and Mommy are French but she is also an Irish woman to heart. She was adopted when she was very young. It doesn’t bother very much and her real parents barely cross her mind. Obviously Penelope can speak fluent English in more than one accent too but she also speaks Irish and French. She grew up with the two always around the house. Her father always brought his buddies over and frequently talked to his family in his mother tongue. While her mother couldn’t speak Irish she spoke excellent French. It wasn’t spoken very often but her mother wanted to feel like more apart of the house so she got lessons for the children. | ||
[cs=3][atrb=style,width: 460px; text-align: center; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;] History | ||
[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 450px; text-align: center; padding-left: 25px; padding-right: 25px;] The Petersons’ were big enough as is. Twin teenage girls who constantly fought over clothes, makeup and dolls. That was drama enough, until you threw a young boy into the mix. It was complete and utter chaos. However, when Mother Peterson got pregnant again everyone was excited. The competition over the gender was buzzing all over the house. The boy wanted to have a younger brother to play around with; the girls wanted a doll to dress up. The help just all hoped the baby would be less of a disaster than the older three. Most newborns aren’t the most beautiful creatures in world but Penelope definitely didn’t hit the pretty tree on her way out. Her face was pinched tight and her skin wrinkled and pale. No beauty contests would be won by that face. Her older brother was disappointed that he had another sister to deal with but that didn’t stop him from poking at her cheeks till she cried. Twinny 1 and Twinny 2 were no better. Complaint after complaint. Her diapers stink, she look weird, she won’t stop crying; it went on and on. Even without the full support of her siblings Penelope flourished. She hit each and every one of her milestones with ease. Her sisters were the first to come around to the idea once Penelope’s hair grew out in puffs and her face filled out. They were more than happy to dress her up and put tiara’s in her hair but as she got older, her sisters got more and more bored with her. They wanted a doll, not some annoying kid. Penelope wouldn’t have it though. What would she do without them? She had to make them want her around, no matter what. They were all she had. She stuck by her sisters side all throughout the day. She did we what they asked without hesitation. Her brother was someone she didn’t have to impress. It was that way for awhile too. Penny, suddenly, had no one. Her older siblings were off doing all their grown-up things and didn’t have time for their stupid little sister. What was she supposed to do now? Penelope wasn’t super pretty like her sisters, she wasn’t athletic like her brother and she wasn’t as cute as the newborn baby. She just crawled into herself because she honestly had nowhere else to go. When her older siblings were home she tried to get her attention and it worked. They started paying more and more attention to her. She was getting their books for them, making them food and she got to spend time with this cool older kids. They even took her to parties but things went downhill quite fast. Her sisters let Penelope go with some of their friends to a store. They wanted to steal They wanted her to be the distraction. She could only go along with their plan. But it backfired. They got caught and Penelope wasn’t about to stick around for the police. Her parents would never live it down. She was out the door in minutes and her sisters were more than furious with her. Penelope was at a lost. They hated her now. Try harder. That’s exactly what she did. It went on like that for most of her middle school life, then when she got to high-school things got even more difficult for her. She spent a majority of her time juggling her grudge-holding siblings, her ever-praising teachers, and her grades. There’s not a lot you can be known for in her house so she tries to be hard to be known as the smart one. It works out pretty well for her. It gives her hope that things will get better. There was something she discovered in her high-school years. That she is in no way attracted to guys. She's been on dates with a few; sometimes forced and others out of free will but either way it didn't mean anything to her. Penelope hasn't done anything with another woman, hasn't even confessed to one but she's had plenty of crushes. | ||
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[cs=3][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,width: 400px; text-align: center; padding-left: 50px; padding-right: 50px;] RINNY;; N/A. PREFERENCE;; Yes, that would be interesting to see. FACE CLAIM;; Happy Tree Friends– Flaky | ||
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