Post by elizabeth marie hannon on May 6, 2009 15:41:49 GMT -5
elizabeth marie hannon
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"this is what the birth certificate says. the basics, of course."
FULL NAME.[/font][/blockquote]elizabeth marie hannon
NICKNAMES.effy, hannon
AGE.sixteen
DATE OF BIRTH.eighteenth of march
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.straight
MEMBER GROUP.bipolar
CANON OR ORIGNAL.canon
"i'm sexy, i'm cute. the appearance is everything."
HEIGHT.[/font][/blockquote]5”5
WEIGHT.136
BODY TYPE.slim
HAIR COLOR.brown
EYE COLOR.brown
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.scar on left ankle
PLAY BY.selena gomez
"some say it's what's on the inside, counts."
LIKES.[/font][/blockquote]music
boys
teal
sun
holidays
lacrosse
friends
animals
gossip
food
DISLIKES.thunder
silence
nuts
queues
pills
busy places
lessons
lack of control
adverts
break-ups
STRENGTHS.singing
dancing
talking
WEAKNESSES.mood swings
lying
envy
HABITS/QUIRKS.singing all the time
tapping her fingers on a table
chewing even when she has nothing in her mouth
FEARS.dying
losing someone close to her
heights
SECRETS.she has stopped taking her meds
she hates her sister’s best friend
FULL PERSONALITY.Effy’s mood changes a lot and that is because of her condition, Elizabeth Marie Hannon has dipolar disorder, also known as manic depression. Effy goes from happy to upset in a split second. She is hard to read because even she can’t doesn’t even know why her attitude changes to quickly. Effy surprises people she doesn’t know because she can flip so easily but people that know her understand and can quickly tell the signs of a manic episode. Effy has pills in order to stop her getting episodes but she doesn’t like taking them. To her taking her pills means putting the control in the pills hands, she wants to have the control although she doesn’t realise that without the pills it is the disorder that has control, not her.
When Effy is in a good mood she is an incredibly nice girl. She has a very bubbly personality and is normally on top of the world. She lives life to the max but bear in mid this is when her mood is stable. She adores singing and dancing and spends most of her time doing those two things if she isn’t with her friends. Effy adores dancing and her natural talent is obvious as she dances. Effy hasn’t really had that much dance training but it’s her way of escaping from the craziness of the so called school that she attends. Everyone around her has a problem and Effy doesn’t feel like she does, to her she is only there because her twin sister drinks too much alcohol and they can’t separate twins right? Effy knows she has been diagnosed with a disorder but to her it’s not real.
Effy is protective over her younger sister, sure it may only be six minutes but to Effy those minutes mattered. Effy knows her sister is an alcoholic and she wants her to get sober, that is important to her. She believes she was sent to Kayson to look after her twin sister and that is what she is going to do. Effy thinks that Cecilia is a bad influence on her sister and so is doing everything she can to separate the two. Sure, Cecilia isn’t into drink like her sister is but Cecilia’s attitude doesn’t seem to be making her sister want to get sober. Effy is trying to sort her sister out, that is why she is at Kayson, not to fix herself but to help her sister on the path to recovery and she isn’t going to stop until it is sorted out.
When Effy is having an episode she turns dark. She shouts at anyone around her, you say one bad thing and she will flip out at you so be careful. Sometimes she gets so upset and depressed that she struggles to even get out of bed, she feels like her life doesn’t really mean anything but she also knows that the next day she will probably end up her happy self again. Effy chooses to endure the episodes and stay off the pills because she doesn’t want the pulls to take over her life, she wants the control. Effy doesn’t like being bipolar, no-one would want to be bipolar but she lives with it, she deals with it. Effy doesn’t count it as a problem, its just the way she is and the people around her should just deal with it, whereas the majority of them think she should just take her meds.
"history starts now, or when i was born."
PARENTS.[/font][/blockquote](annaliese beth hannon, 40, fashion designer) (matthew alexander hannon, 45, plastic surgeon)
SIBLINGS.(____ hannon, sixteen, student)
BIRTHPLACE.dublin, ireland
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS.(none)
CHILDREN.none
PETS.labrador puppy called muffin
FULL HISTORY.On the Eighteenth of March two girls were born. They looked identical but as they grew up the differences began to show. Elizabeth was a loud child, always giggling or crying, seeming to always want attention. She learnt to walk quickly and as soon as she could walk she would ‘dance’ to songs she heard on the radio. Of course it was more wiggling than actual dancing but her sense of rhythm showed and the girl was hardly ever just standing still. Effy was always taking the attention away from her sister because of her screaming or moments of cuteness, it always seemed that people were paying more attention to the slightly older sister. When Effy attended nursery she made friends quickly and settled in, trying not to get too connected to the girl that looked exactly the same as her. The two girls had different groups of friends but they were still sisters.
As Effy grew up even more she focused on dancing, spending a lot of time choreographing. Singing was another love of hers, she would walk around the house singing constantly, her voice good but not amazingly strong. Effy was never a child that sat quietly. Either she was giggling so everyone could hear her or she would be yelling so once again the room was filled with her voice. Effy looked after her sister, even at the young age of seven. If anyone came close to picking on her twin Effy would make them regret it. Sure, she wasn’t that strong but she could speak her case pretty well and she knew people that knew people. Effy was always a popular girl because of her you see what you get type persona. The girls all wanted to be like her, they wanted to be able to get people to stop picking on her, they were in awe of her confidence and the girl loved that.
It was as Effy reached her teenage years that her parents began to really notice her mood swings. She had always been either happy or angry but her parents had assumed that it was just Effy. They had no other children other than Effy and her twin sister and so didn’t realise that children’s moods didn’t flick as violently as Effy’s did. One day Effy felt ill and her mum took her to the doctor, there she started off on top of the world and quickly felt like she wanted to slit her wrists, that was when it dawned on the doctor. Effy was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, otherwise known as manic depression, at the age of thirteen. She didn’t know what to do, she was clinically mentally unwell but she didn’t want to admit it. She didn’t tell anyone, only her sister knew; Effy didn’t want to be known as the nutjob. Effy didn’t want anything to change, she was the girl all the girls wanted to be and the boys wanted to be with, that was her life.
Effy was prescribed pills to keep her moods regular and to stop her feeling so depressed but she didn’t want to take them, she didn’t want to put something in her body that she didn’t really know what it was. Effy was persuaded into taking them by her best friend who her sister had told. Effy began to take the pills and life went on for the girl. It wasn’t quite the same though for Effy, she changed, she became a little more subdued, a little less confident, she wasn’t Effy when she took the pills, well at least that was what she thought anyway. Effy hated taking them but her mum made sure she did. Then Effy’s mum informed them they were going to a boarding school in Scotland. Effy didn’t want to leave Ireland, Ireland was her home, it was where she belonged. Effy agreed though but didn’t realise what she was in for until she arrived. It was a place for messed up kids, something Effy didn’t think she was. Effy agreed to stay though, deciding she was there to help her sister settle in. Effy made many friends but has decided she hates the pills controlling her and is no longer taking them, trouble is right around the corner.
"it's time to meet the puppeteer."
YOUR NAME.[/font][/blockquote]jess.
YOUR AGE.fifteen.
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE.four years.
CONTACT INFO.pm.
SECRET PHRASE.admin's edit
MEMBER TITLE.out of her mind?
ANYTHING ELSE.its jess from baker….
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.----- Alex sat on the floor her tears trickling down her face but no noise coming from her. She was hurt and upset, not angry, Alex hardly ever got angry. Lexi was one of those people that never seemed to get angry. Alex went quiet when she was angry, she became very reserved, she never shouted or anything but that was because things tended to hurt her more than anger her. She got frustrated sometimes at other dancers when they couldn’t pick it up but her anger was nothing compared to her sisters. Alex was the one that would just quietly walk up to her room and bury her head in a book; she never threw things or shouted at her parents. That was one of the reasons Alex wasn’t used to having enemies. She never told anyone how she felt, she kept it bottled up and poured it out into her diary. Alex knew that that was a bad way to be, just hiding how she really felt but she wasn’t sure how to express herself, it just wasn’t her. To everyone that knew Alex, she was the bubbly energetic twin and she liked that, she was happy if people saw her and thought that, so she did her best to keep it that way.
----- Alex heard the nickname that her sister used and for some reason it made her smile. Carrie hadn’t used that name since they were tiny. When the girls were younger Carrie hadn’t liked calling Alexandra Alex as almost everyone else did and she wanted to be original, which was how the name Alli had come about. Carrie hadn’t used that name for a long time since, it was as if she didn’t care enough to use the special nickname, a nickname gave an idea of closeness and Alex felt that Carrie didn’t want that anymore, that was probably why she stopped with the name. Just those two syllables reminded Lexi of how things used to be, before the girls gifts came between them, when getting mixed up was a good thing rather than a bad, those times mattered to Lexi, she just hoped Carrie would remember the fun they used to have. A smile came onto the girls face as she ran through the happy memories, from trying to get out of trouble by blaming the other girl or swapping classes when they were younger. The school had always thought that both girls were talented at music and dance because Carrie would attend Alex’s music class and Alex would attend Carrie’s PE class, they only got found out on parents evening.
----- She heard the tone her sister used, she was telling her not to quit but she was Carrie and so her tone of voice was not nice. If anyone else had heard that it would have made them angrier but Alex knew it meant that her sister did care, she was stopping her from quitting. Alex knew Carrie wouldn’t show her how much she cared, she had to keep up her act but Alex knew to take what she was given. She was at a loss at what to do, she didn’t want her to quit then what did she want. “what do you want me to do?” she asked. She didn’t want to leave home again, she was just getting settled. Being away without her family wasn’t nice for the girl; the atmosphere at those schools was horrible too. They believed everyone was competition and when you were as good as Lexi people began to despise you because you had talent. Alex had never realised it would be like that, they didn’t care for anyone but herself and Alex hated that. People were only nice to her because they wanted to find ways to tear her down. One of the girls that Alex had begun to think of as a good friend tried to trip Lexi up before a big dance show where Lexi was doing a solo.
----- She saw her sister’s hands move that was Carrie’s talent. She was humming the song but it sounded like a piano, she knew that it was the girl humming but to anyone else that was just listening they could be convinced the girl had a piano in front of her, the notes were dead on. Alex was sometimes envious of her sister’s ability but she knew that they both had their talents. Alex didn’t understand how Carrie could believe she wasn’t noticed. She had heard tons of people congratulating their parents on having two amazingly talented girls; Alex was only one of the pair. The Pair that was what Alex thought they should be, that was what she thought they were. She had never realised that she was put ahead of her sister, she had failed to notice the favouritism, and she would have done something to stop it if she had known, but the poor brunette was oblivious, well until now. Alex hoped her sister didn’t ask her to leave, she would have to, she promised herself she would do what it took but she really didn’t want to leave.
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