Post by *Demi Jonson* on Jun 21, 2008 21:20:38 GMT 2
Name:: Demi Jonson
Age:: 15
Grade:: 9th (Freshman)
Wizard/Witch:: No
Personality:: Demi is fun, flirty, and witty. She can be serious, but when she is, no one ever really believes her because of her not so serious reputation.
Appearance:: Demi has brown hair, and brown eyes. She is pretty tall, and has a birthmark on her ankle in the shape of a heart. She is skinny, and has white teeth.
History:: Demi came from a pretty rich family in Texas. When she was 9, her mom became pregnate with another child, but the baby died when she was born because of a birth defect. She was sad, and could not understand the fact that that kind of stuff happened. From then on, whenever she saw a baby, she thought of her dead little sister. After the loss of the baby, her dad was so furious, that he ran away. They never saw him again. When she was 12, though, her mom moved them to New York. She felt she couldn't handel leaving all her friends, but soon got over it. She loves singing, and tries to get as many gigs she can in New York.
Celebrity Claim:: Demi Lovato
Your RP skillz::
I walked into our loft, and walked into my colorful room. I plopped my bag onto the bed. All my books spilled out, but I just left them there. I could see my Geometry book, and history book clearly on top. I walked over to my Dell computer, and booted it up., signing on AIM. No one was on, so I walked out into the kitchen. My mom wasn't home yet, so I pulled out a Diet A&W Root Beer from the very back. My health freak of a mom dissaproved of them, but I didn't care. I just hid them in the back. She never looked there. I pulled out some Doritos from a drawer near the floor, and walked back to my room.I plopped down on my bed, and turned on my TV. MTV was on, and I watched Making the Band. When I heard the front door open, I quickly jumped out of bed, and threw the bag of Doritos under the bed, and put the can of Root Beer in my bathroom cabinet. As soon as I plopped back donw on my bed, my mom walked into my room.
"Hi sweetie."
She said.
"Hey mom."
I said back.
Safe.
I thought, as she walked out of my room.
((If I can, can I make her be Demi Lovato, but not BE Demi Lovato, like have the same name but not be the actual person?))
Age:: 15
Grade:: 9th (Freshman)
Wizard/Witch:: No
Personality:: Demi is fun, flirty, and witty. She can be serious, but when she is, no one ever really believes her because of her not so serious reputation.
Appearance:: Demi has brown hair, and brown eyes. She is pretty tall, and has a birthmark on her ankle in the shape of a heart. She is skinny, and has white teeth.
History:: Demi came from a pretty rich family in Texas. When she was 9, her mom became pregnate with another child, but the baby died when she was born because of a birth defect. She was sad, and could not understand the fact that that kind of stuff happened. From then on, whenever she saw a baby, she thought of her dead little sister. After the loss of the baby, her dad was so furious, that he ran away. They never saw him again. When she was 12, though, her mom moved them to New York. She felt she couldn't handel leaving all her friends, but soon got over it. She loves singing, and tries to get as many gigs she can in New York.
Celebrity Claim:: Demi Lovato
Your RP skillz::
I walked into our loft, and walked into my colorful room. I plopped my bag onto the bed. All my books spilled out, but I just left them there. I could see my Geometry book, and history book clearly on top. I walked over to my Dell computer, and booted it up., signing on AIM. No one was on, so I walked out into the kitchen. My mom wasn't home yet, so I pulled out a Diet A&W Root Beer from the very back. My health freak of a mom dissaproved of them, but I didn't care. I just hid them in the back. She never looked there. I pulled out some Doritos from a drawer near the floor, and walked back to my room.I plopped down on my bed, and turned on my TV. MTV was on, and I watched Making the Band. When I heard the front door open, I quickly jumped out of bed, and threw the bag of Doritos under the bed, and put the can of Root Beer in my bathroom cabinet. As soon as I plopped back donw on my bed, my mom walked into my room.
"Hi sweetie."
She said.
"Hey mom."
I said back.
Safe.
I thought, as she walked out of my room.
((If I can, can I make her be Demi Lovato, but not BE Demi Lovato, like have the same name but not be the actual person?))
