Post by ellienash on Jun 5, 2010 9:44:43 GMT -5
Full name: Eleanor Kyrstin Nash
Age: 16
Birthday: December 7th
Original or Canon?: Original
Face Claim: Stacey Farber
Why You are here: Self Mutalation, Cutting, Depression, Runaway
Horse: Gelding - Racin River, or Strawberry Wine
Riding Experience: Intermidiate
Riding Interest: Jumping
Favorite Breed: Paint
Appearance:
Ellie stands at 5"5', she's pale and fairly skinny and looks underweight. She has long red hair and brown eyes. She usually dresses to what may appear on a gothic attire majority of the time but there are times when she does dress in normal clothing. She usually majority of the time keeps her arms covered up to hide in the cuts she's made herself. Sometimes she'll braid her hair intwo two low pigtails if she doesn't feel like pulling it back or just having it be let down. She wears two rings, where one is on both hands on a random finger where the ring fits best. She has the habbit of wearing something close to her neck such as a choker of somesort, sometimes handmade or something she had previously bought.
3 Likes:(at least three)
- Being out doors
- Horses
- Writing poetry
3 Dislikes:(at least three)
- Being inside
- Confined spaces
- Parents
Personality Traits:
*+* Free spirited
*+*Easy to get along with
*+*Sometimes quiet
*+* Loves the out doors
*+* Calm
*+* Loves to write
*-* Gets depressed very easily
*-* Causes self inflicted cuts
*-* Tends to snap at random times
*-* May not eat for a few days
Family Tree:
- Father: Richard Nash
- Mother: Cicile Nash
- Siblings:
- Other:
Hometown: Seattle, Washington
History:
Born and raised in Seattle, Washington the Nash family was an ordinary family. Loving and there for another, if something were to be wrong then they would have a family meeting and discuss the issues. Everything was going great for Ellie, she always smiled and loved to be around her father the most. Ellie and her mother were never close to another. For whenever her father left to be out on the road, her mother tended to drink and never wanted to pay attention to her daughter. For being young, Ellie started to feel alone and abandoned till her father comes home a week later.
As years started to go by, Ellie was growing up to be a teenager in middle school. She started to be attractive for others to come around her wanting to date. Although she never really dated anyone, not because she wan't allowed to. But she didn't want anyone to see the life style she's lived in. Her home was a mess due to her mother cleaning after anyone and depended on Ellie to clean. None of her friends came over to her place either, Ellie told them her parents didn't like having company which was partially true.
When Ellie entered high school her life had started to change. She met a friend who had a ranch and had some horses that have been rescued. About every week after school Ellie walked with her friend Morgan who went by Mosie to her ranch and help break the horses so they would be use to having people being on them for trails, jumping, and ect. Ellie had also met Mosie's older brother Owen who was a freshman in college. She started to like him but he started to make moves on her.
One night while Ellie stayed over at Mosie's, Owen came into the room Ellie had stayed in and raped her. Ellie didn't mention it to anyone. She still went over to Mosie's but not as often as she use to. The only time she went over to Mosie's was when Owen would not be home for the week. Ellie would talk to one of the horses at her friends ranch though. She felt as if they were listening to her and even at times cried.
Months after the rape, it was summer and school was out for the year. Ellie met some other friends who were into drugs and getting high around with. She spent time at Mosie's and there she and Mosie would drink the heavy liquor her parents kept stash in a cabinet. But when Ellie was at home, she felt alone and depressed. Dreams of the night she was raped by her best friends brother caused her to wake up and never fall back asleep. She wrote poems that would help her release her bottled up emotions, but sometimes writing didn't help. That's when she started to cut herself to at least feel she's still alive.
Mosie started to grow worried about Ellie, she realized Ellie wasn't being of who she use to be. Yet not coming by much anymore during the summer, she thought she did something wrong. Ellie told her it's not Mosie's fault for acting the way she's been. Ellie never showed sadness around her bestfriend even though she's been able to talk to her just about anything. Just like a sister would to another sister. Although there was one night when Ellie let Mosie look at her poems, and her friend loved them. Still her friend had no idea what was really going on with Ellie.
There have been a few times when her father was home, Ellie would subconciously snap at her father and fight. Her father started to have the feeling something was going on with Ellie and started to wonder what's been going on. He missed the smiles and laughter of his very own child. His wife has done her job of not being the right mother. She wasn't even working to help support the family. Although one night he had caught Ellie running away one night and had called the cops on his daughter a couple of times. He had no idea what he has done for her to be this way.
Whenever she came home, she'll be completely high off of drugs she had done that night. Her father didn't know what else to do with her. Ellie never talked to him much anymore, she was in complete isolation in her bedroom majority of the time. Even when school had started up again and Ellie being a sophmore, she was still getting into trouble by running off. Her teachers have called her father from seeing the cuts on her wrist whenever her sleeves have slid down at the slightest. Her father knew he needed to get his daughter some help before she hits rock bottom completely.
Nickname [what you want to be called]: Black Roze
Age: 19
Years of RP Experience: 6years
Other Characters: This Is Where you put any of your other characters
RP Sample [must be 2 paragraphs]:
Sitting on her windowsil inside her bedroom, she looks out to the land before her. She wished she were a horse, free and wild and not having to worry about authority always coming after her. To be in a herd and not having to be abandoned by her mother like she was right now. Ellie hated her mother and wished her father would just divorce the women. Her mother has a major drinking problem, and never once payed attention to her. Ellie didn't care anymore, she's now use to being by her lonesome.
Seeing the sun was setting over the horizon, she opens up her window and climbs out from it. Her father won't be home tonight and her mother could care less about her. Ellie walks over to Mosie's knowing her older brother Owen won't be there. And when she arrived to Mosie's, her friend ran out of the door and hugs her tightly. Ellie smiles as they walk over towards the stables. Ellie got on the white and brown spotted paint with blue eyes she named Star Gaze. The horse had come from an abusive ranch where she was neglected and malnurished looking, the rescueres never thought the mare would make it. Ellie felt close to the horse, knowing how it felt to be neglected but by her very own mother.
