Post by Destiny Sanders on Jun 26, 2008 0:32:33 GMT 2
Name:: Destiny Sanders
Age:: 15
Grade:: 9th
Wizard/Witch:: no [dont know what this means and didnt talk to you about it...]
Personality:: Destiny has an interesting personality and can have multiple ones for the matter. She's very smart compared to some of her aquaintences, however can have those blonde moments. She's practically always perky and can light up a room with her spunky adittude. She usually tries to make friends with everyone who crosses her path, excluding the occasional people who drive her off the edge.
Appearance:: (portrayed by miley cyrus) Destiny has dark brown eyes that are set on a slightly tan, yet still pale flawless face. She isn't tall, but isn't short at that either. Her straight and sometimes curly brown hair measures to lay on her back a little below her shoulders. Destiny's clothes mostly consist of what is 'in', or what she is comfortable in. She loves dressing up and looking cute, but sometimes would prefer just to slip on some sweats and tennishoes.
History:: Destiny grew up in a small town of New Jersey with her parents and her older brother Brian. She was always more of the easy going, laidback, average girl. But once her family broke the news to her that they would be moving to Waverly Place, Destiny Sanders raised her standards and decided to change her outlook on things and become more confident about herself and stand out in a crowd more. Not so much you average girl anymore, she now makes friends with practically everyone and has high expectations for herself.
Celebrity Claim:: miley cyrus as destiny sanders [canon]
Your RP skillz:: My day had been terrible. One of the worst in the book yet. I stormed into my room in an outrage after school; passed my parents and ran up the stairs without a word.
Collapsing onto my bed I sighed and screamed into my pillow as I began to become more and more frustrated. I couldn't possibly seem to meet the standards of half the girls at my school and had already strived to improve more than I even imagined was possible. For once, my best wasn't good enough. Not for the teachers, the guys, or my so-called 'friends.'
I finally detatched my face from the feather pillow and stared out my window admiring the view from my room. I began to cry harder and breathed in and out in attempt to calm myself. I was just about settled when I heard an interrupting knock on my door.
Age:: 15
Grade:: 9th
Wizard/Witch:: no [dont know what this means and didnt talk to you about it...]
Personality:: Destiny has an interesting personality and can have multiple ones for the matter. She's very smart compared to some of her aquaintences, however can have those blonde moments. She's practically always perky and can light up a room with her spunky adittude. She usually tries to make friends with everyone who crosses her path, excluding the occasional people who drive her off the edge.
Appearance:: (portrayed by miley cyrus) Destiny has dark brown eyes that are set on a slightly tan, yet still pale flawless face. She isn't tall, but isn't short at that either. Her straight and sometimes curly brown hair measures to lay on her back a little below her shoulders. Destiny's clothes mostly consist of what is 'in', or what she is comfortable in. She loves dressing up and looking cute, but sometimes would prefer just to slip on some sweats and tennishoes.
History:: Destiny grew up in a small town of New Jersey with her parents and her older brother Brian. She was always more of the easy going, laidback, average girl. But once her family broke the news to her that they would be moving to Waverly Place, Destiny Sanders raised her standards and decided to change her outlook on things and become more confident about herself and stand out in a crowd more. Not so much you average girl anymore, she now makes friends with practically everyone and has high expectations for herself.
Celebrity Claim:: miley cyrus as destiny sanders [canon]
Your RP skillz:: My day had been terrible. One of the worst in the book yet. I stormed into my room in an outrage after school; passed my parents and ran up the stairs without a word.
Collapsing onto my bed I sighed and screamed into my pillow as I began to become more and more frustrated. I couldn't possibly seem to meet the standards of half the girls at my school and had already strived to improve more than I even imagined was possible. For once, my best wasn't good enough. Not for the teachers, the guys, or my so-called 'friends.'
I finally detatched my face from the feather pillow and stared out my window admiring the view from my room. I began to cry harder and breathed in and out in attempt to calm myself. I was just about settled when I heard an interrupting knock on my door.