Post by winter on Jun 27, 2010 21:48:44 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]General Information:
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s your name?[/glow]
Brianna Henderson
[glow=red,2,300]How long have you been around?[/glow]
I've been around for about 19 years.
[glow=red,2,300]What exactly are you?[/glow]
I'm a human, plain and simple.
[glow=red,2,300]So are you a man or a woman?[/glow]
Do I really look like a man to you? Of course I'm a woman.
[glow=red,2,300]How do you swing?[/glow]
Sorry ladies, but I only go for the men.
[glow=red,2,300]When should we put the candles on the cake?[/glow]
Wait until November 16th.
[glow=red,2,300][glow=red,2,300]Appearance:[/glow][/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Are you tall enough for this ride?[/glow]
Isn't 5'10" high enough? That's also 152.4 cm.
[glow=red,2,300]How much do you weigh?[/glow]
I weigh 150 lbs. That's equal to 68.2 kg.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you look like?[/glow]
Everyone tells me I look like Jennifer Love Hewitt...but I tell them they're wrong.
[glow=red,2,300]So, what are you wearing?[/glow]
I tend to wear clothes that flaunt my breasts, but not so much that the world gets a complete view. I dress nicely most of the time, but I'm not afraid to wear something that's a little...distressed.
[glow=red,2,300]What about the bling?[/glow]
It varies from day to day. I might wear a necklace one day, and earrings the next. But, I'll always wear my engagement ring, and soon, my wedding ring. Once I get that, my engagement ring will be on my right ring finger, and the wedding ring on my left.
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[glow=red,2,300]So tell me about yourself.[/glow]
I have a very interesting history. Unfortunately, I was born to a pair of crack addicts in New York City. I was too young to remember any of it, to my advantage. The worst part is that my parents didn't have the heart to get clean. So, when I was a year old, Child Protective Services took me away from them, and I was placed in a loving foster home in northern Connecticut, Bristol to be more specific. My foster parents, Maryanne and Charlie, were the best parents I could ever have, and they were the only parents I’ve every truly known. After a while, they adopted me after losing their own daughter Annie. Charlie lost his job due to outsourcing a few months later, but he found another one in Portland, Oregon. So, we moved out there, and life seemed to be perfect…almost. A year later, they died in a car accident. This is what happened: another car went to miss an animal, and I didn't step on the brakes fast enough. I still blame myself for the death of my parents, and I don’t think that will ever change. So, when I was 17, I was declared an emancipated minor. I needed a new change of scenery, so I moved to Forks, Washington on my own. Within a couple of years, I finished high school. Those two years were some of the most stressful years of my life. I was forced to work full-time while going to school, all so that I could have a roof over my head. But, toward the end of those couple of years, I met the love of my life, Elias Sanchez, at a tavern in Port Angeles. I knew I loved him the second I laid eyes on him, and that was confirmed the next day, when I went to see him at the rodeo. That was a few weeks ago. We're soon to be married, and I'm ready to move on with another part of my life. I know we haven’t known each other long, but we have all the time in the world to learn.
[glow=red,2,300]Who do you belong to?[/glow]
I'm soon to be married to Elias Sanchez, and then I'll be part of the Corinthian Coven.
[glow=red,2,300]Where to you live?[/glow]
I live in Forks, Washington, with the Corinthian Coven.
[glow=red,2,300]Are you in school?[/glow]
I just finished high school a year early.
[glow=red,2,300]Personality:[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]So, what do you like to eat?[/glow]
I love carrots and fried chicken.
[glow=red,2,300]What foods make you hurl?[/glow]
Keep cranberries as far away from me as possible...
[glow=red,2,300]What do you like to do?[/glow]
I love to draw and paint, though I'm not very good at it. I also like to go to the rodeo with Eli, and I love to dance.
[glow=red,2,300]That’s some attitude, want to tell me about it?[/glow]
I'm very nice, but I can be withdrawn occasionally. I guess that's from how I was brought up, and all the drama I went through. I can't stand to be around dishonesty and lies, because I can't trust a person with them present. I'm very passionate about my loved ones, because there are so few of them in my life. But if you insult me in a hurtful way, I might break down. You have been warned.
[glow=red,2,300]So, what’s so good about you?[/glow]
I'm very resourceful. I'm also responsible, patient, calm, and obedient, as long as you say "please."
[glow=red,2,300]Do you have any flaws?[/glow]
When you hurt me, I don't know how I'll recover. I don't like to make myself universally known, because I like my privacy. I tend to do things myself instead of asking for help, because that's what I'm used to. I would rather take care of the problems of others than focus on my own. It takes a great deal to upset me, but when you do, you'd be better off running, because I will catch you.
[glow=red,2,300]Other:[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]What else can you tell me?[/glow]
I have a small scar from having my appendix removed as a child. The right side of my torso is covered in scars from the car accident my parents were killed in, and I'm incredibly sensitive about them.
[glow=red,2,300]Can you do anything cool?[/glow]
I'm a normal human, so...no.
[glow=red,2,300]Show us your stuff.[/glow] [/center]
Brianna tried to smile as Eli guided her to the stage. His brother Gabriel has been singing, but he had just finished when Eli motioned for him to come over there. Once he whispered into his ear, Gabriel nodded and jumped off the stage as Eli climbed up. Brianna was confused by this, but she knew that Gabriel would keep any man off of her, apart from Eli. Once she realized that he was going to sing to her, she blushed and smiled, but she didn't look down this time.
Would you dance, if I asked you to dance?
Would you run, and never looked back?
Would you cry, if you saw me crying?
And would you save my soul, tonight?
After the events of the past two or so days, Brianna already felt like she was a part of them. From the moment their eyes first met, they had connected on some unknown level that only they could find. When she had come out of the bathroom running, he saw that he was crying, and she knew he had almost done the same.
Would you tremble, if I touched your lips?
Would you laugh? Oh please, tell me this.
Now would you die, for the one you love?
Hold me in your arms, tonight.
His touch was enough to make her legs collapse. There was something about him that was so amazing to her, and at times, she didn't want him to let go of her. Brianna was willing to do anything for Eli.
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.
Until Brianna had met Eli, she was going absolutely nowhere. She was working, at a job she hated. She had to support herself, because she had nowhere to go. She was stressed to the point of explosion, and there was no one to save her from her spiral. Each of his kisses made her forget her pain, if not for a moment. Through everything that had taken place that night, he refused to let anyone hurt her.
Would you swear, that you'll always be mine?
Or would you lie? Would you run and hide?
Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind?
I don't care...you're here, tonight.
The things people were saying about Eli and Brianna had the power to make her run from him, from a life that would save her. But, she was his. She belonged to him in the sense that their lives, their actions, their emotions would forever be intertwined. He didn't care about what people said. He cared more about her.
She listened to the rest of the song, and what he said seemed to ring true in her ears. She also watched his eyes as he sang to her, and they seemed to be glued to her and only her. Once he finished, there was no clapping, only silence. A tear slowly slid down Brianna's cheek, but that tear was not of sorrow. That tear was of joy, of a joy that only he could fully understand.
