Post by trillian mai etilina on Feb 9, 2012 13:07:49 GMT -5
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---------------- MAIN INFO ---------------
FULL NAME, Trillian Mai Etilina
NICKNAMES, Trill, Trilly
AGE, Twenty
HOMETOWN, Seattle, Washington
YEAR, Third
SUBJECT/JOB, Vocalist/Pianist
SEXUALITY, Bisexual
PLAY BY, Radeo Suicide
NICKNAMES, Trill, Trilly
AGE, Twenty
HOMETOWN, Seattle, Washington
YEAR, Third
SUBJECT/JOB, Vocalist/Pianist
SEXUALITY, Bisexual
PLAY BY, Radeo Suicide
---------------- PERSONALITY ---------------
LIKES, Music, body modification, nature, animals, danger, cigarettes, alcohol, passion, adrenaline, motorcycles, mechanics, star wars, comics, reading, learning new things, drawing, sunsets, romance, affection, pain, traveling, freedom.
DISLIKES, Authority, stupidity, judgmental people, most females, okay most people in general, animal abuse, boredom, liars, screamo, cold weather, swimming.
FEARS, Spiders, love, deep water.
PERSONALITY, Trillian is an interesting woman, and a hard one to figure out. She usually keeps to herself, finding most conversation pointless. I guess you could call her an introvert, but most just assume she's anti-social, which is likely. She doesn't tend to get along with people, or finds herself trying to tolerate most people instead of enjoying their company. Trill isn't a good liar though, so if she really doesn't like you it would be pretty apparent. She isn't someone to pretend to like you, and in fact loathes those that are two faced. Liars in general just twist her the wrong way.
A big pet peeve of Trillians are people that toy with others, or use them for whatever reasons. She doesn't understand the benefit, and hates to think that someone could be so cold. Sure she has a short fuse herself, throwing out the occasional snapping comment, but she could never imagine tearing out someones heart for fun. She tries to treat people with respect, unless of course they give her a reason not to. She is a big believer in karma.
Of course this female is also a hopeless romantic, though love has always frightened her. She hates being close to people, but desires ultimate closeness with someone at the same time. With her luck she usually goes for the guys that treat her terribly, having had her fair share of abusive relationships. Trill doesn't exactly know how to maintain a healthy relationship however, being overly possessive and jealous when she is interested in someone. She is extremely emotionally needy, and although it takes a lot for her to be comfortable with someone, once she is than she can be overwhelming; wanting to always be with the person, to always be affectionate. When she really cares for someone too she becomes a doormat, unable to stand up for herself and revolving herself around their happiness.
DISLIKES, Authority, stupidity, judgmental people, most females, okay most people in general, animal abuse, boredom, liars, screamo, cold weather, swimming.
FEARS, Spiders, love, deep water.
PERSONALITY, Trillian is an interesting woman, and a hard one to figure out. She usually keeps to herself, finding most conversation pointless. I guess you could call her an introvert, but most just assume she's anti-social, which is likely. She doesn't tend to get along with people, or finds herself trying to tolerate most people instead of enjoying their company. Trill isn't a good liar though, so if she really doesn't like you it would be pretty apparent. She isn't someone to pretend to like you, and in fact loathes those that are two faced. Liars in general just twist her the wrong way.
A big pet peeve of Trillians are people that toy with others, or use them for whatever reasons. She doesn't understand the benefit, and hates to think that someone could be so cold. Sure she has a short fuse herself, throwing out the occasional snapping comment, but she could never imagine tearing out someones heart for fun. She tries to treat people with respect, unless of course they give her a reason not to. She is a big believer in karma.
Of course this female is also a hopeless romantic, though love has always frightened her. She hates being close to people, but desires ultimate closeness with someone at the same time. With her luck she usually goes for the guys that treat her terribly, having had her fair share of abusive relationships. Trill doesn't exactly know how to maintain a healthy relationship however, being overly possessive and jealous when she is interested in someone. She is extremely emotionally needy, and although it takes a lot for her to be comfortable with someone, once she is than she can be overwhelming; wanting to always be with the person, to always be affectionate. When she really cares for someone too she becomes a doormat, unable to stand up for herself and revolving herself around their happiness.
---------------- HISTORY ---------------
FATHER, Andrew Etilina - deceased
MOTHER, Dee Etilina - deceased
OTHER FAMILY, n/a
HISTORY, Trillian was born to wealthy family. Her father was a well known lawyer, her mother a successful therapist. She had the perfect childhood - loving parents, money for whatever she wanted, and happiness. At a young age she began music, having a clear talent for playing the piano, and a beautiful voice. It seemed things couldn't get better for the young lady. That is until she was eleven. Trill's mother had seemed stressed for a few weeks, even paranoid. Trillian noticed how her family invested in a new protective system on their house, her father even purchasing a gun when he'd always been against weapons in the home. One night while she was sleeping the young female was woken in the middle of the night by her frenzied mother, whispering to Trill to hide in the closet and not make a move, no matter what. Terrified she did as she was told, kissing her mother before hiding.... and that was the last time she saw either of her parents alive.
Trillian hid in her closet through the whole thing, hearing gunshots, screaming, and after an hour or so an all too eerie silence. Her mother never came back for her, though she stayed in place as she was told, remaining there all night. It wasn't until morning that she finally crawled from the closet, scared at what she'd find. She opened her door, peeking both ways before hurrying to her parents room. She almost feel down at the site that welcomed her. Laying nude, battered, and bloody on the bed was her mother. Trillian stabled herself, weeping instantly as she tediously walked to her mothers side. She wrapped her arms around the cold body, crying for a period of time before the smell of decay became too unbearable. She closed her mothers lifeless eyes, removing the gold necklace her mother always wore and gripping it possessively in her little hand. Trembling and coughing on her own tears she continued down the stairs, running into her fathers corpse near the door. She braced herself for the view this time, falling to his side. She kissed his forehead, closing his eyes as well before making a call to the police.
It didn't take them long to arrive, finding Trill sat on the steps, her gaze focused on her deceased father in disbelief. They took her away, later placing her a foster home. Over the next seven years Trillian bounced in and out of foster homes, some abusive, some not. She tries to block out that part of her life. As she went from home to home she also went from school to school, never making lasting friendships - or relationships. Although she never had a serious relationship she did have a three 'boyfriends', all of which were abusive in some way or another. The second she turned eighteen and acquired her parents money, she sent herself to the school here in Paris, wanting to be as far away from her old life as possible.
MOTHER, Dee Etilina - deceased
OTHER FAMILY, n/a
HISTORY, Trillian was born to wealthy family. Her father was a well known lawyer, her mother a successful therapist. She had the perfect childhood - loving parents, money for whatever she wanted, and happiness. At a young age she began music, having a clear talent for playing the piano, and a beautiful voice. It seemed things couldn't get better for the young lady. That is until she was eleven. Trill's mother had seemed stressed for a few weeks, even paranoid. Trillian noticed how her family invested in a new protective system on their house, her father even purchasing a gun when he'd always been against weapons in the home. One night while she was sleeping the young female was woken in the middle of the night by her frenzied mother, whispering to Trill to hide in the closet and not make a move, no matter what. Terrified she did as she was told, kissing her mother before hiding.... and that was the last time she saw either of her parents alive.
Trillian hid in her closet through the whole thing, hearing gunshots, screaming, and after an hour or so an all too eerie silence. Her mother never came back for her, though she stayed in place as she was told, remaining there all night. It wasn't until morning that she finally crawled from the closet, scared at what she'd find. She opened her door, peeking both ways before hurrying to her parents room. She almost feel down at the site that welcomed her. Laying nude, battered, and bloody on the bed was her mother. Trillian stabled herself, weeping instantly as she tediously walked to her mothers side. She wrapped her arms around the cold body, crying for a period of time before the smell of decay became too unbearable. She closed her mothers lifeless eyes, removing the gold necklace her mother always wore and gripping it possessively in her little hand. Trembling and coughing on her own tears she continued down the stairs, running into her fathers corpse near the door. She braced herself for the view this time, falling to his side. She kissed his forehead, closing his eyes as well before making a call to the police.
It didn't take them long to arrive, finding Trill sat on the steps, her gaze focused on her deceased father in disbelief. They took her away, later placing her a foster home. Over the next seven years Trillian bounced in and out of foster homes, some abusive, some not. She tries to block out that part of her life. As she went from home to home she also went from school to school, never making lasting friendships - or relationships. Although she never had a serious relationship she did have a three 'boyfriends', all of which were abusive in some way or another. The second she turned eighteen and acquired her parents money, she sent herself to the school here in Paris, wanting to be as far away from her old life as possible.
---------------- ABOUT YOU ---------------
YOUR NAME, Kay
CONTACT, PM
OTHER, I am amazing? <3
CONTACT, PM
OTHER, I am amazing? <3
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