Post by Oralee Wilkinson on Mar 27, 2007 22:50:37 GMT
[??] Wilkinson [female, year 7]
The Bare Minimum:
Character Name (full) - Oralee Olivia Wilkinson
Nickname - Just Oralee, and by closest friends - Lee.
Age - 12
D.O.B. - 5/11/1994
School Year - 7
Family Tree:
Dad’s Name - Hayden Wilkinson
Mum’s Name - Mia Penney
Any Siblings? - Two sisters and a twin brother.
If so, do they attend the school? - Yes, one sister is in year 11, the other is in year 8. And her twin is of course, in year 7.
Hometown - Greenwich, England
Heritage - European (English and Scottish)
Appearances can be deceiving:
Eye colour - Green. An actual bright proper green, unlike most weakly coloured pale green eyes, hers are bright and obvious.
Hair colour - A cross between brown and blonde, it's really hard to put your finger on which.
Build - Slender and slim.
Height - 5'2"
Distinctive Features - Her bright green eyes.
Anything else? - No...
About You:
Personality - Oralee is pretty much warm and bubbly most of the time. She is often seen with a huge grin on her face. She can be the most hyperactive person on earth, but most of the time she is calm and relaxed. She is also extremely creative, due to her interest in photography and image editing. Self-consciousness isn't really a problem, amongst people of her own age but when she is around older people she is always pretty quiet and almost introverted.
Like/Dislikes -
Likes - Chocolate, Photography, Photo Editing, Computers, the Internet, listening to music.
Dislikes - cheese, being the youngest, maths, geography.
History - Born second. Yes, she's the younger twin and she is never able to forget it.
Her interest in photography started at a young age, when she was four she noticed a camera for the first time. She'd found it in her parents room while she'd been looking for her Christmas present. But the moment she saw it she was entranced, she wasn't sure why. She'd picked it up and turned it over and over in her hands. Then, by accident, she'd pressedthe button, the camera had flashed and taken a picture. Oralee was terrified, she thought that she'd broken it, so of course, she'd run away. But when the pictures were developed, amongst the pictures was one special photo. A perfectly framed picture of a scared looking Oralee.
Nothing else particularly special happened to her until she was nine. She lived a perfectly normal and happy life, with no complaints or terribly bad memories.
But, it was when she was nine that she received a digital camera for her birthday. It was the best present so ever got. Ever. It wasn't the most posh, most expensive camera ever, but it was hers. She began to build up her portfolio and even learnt to edit pictures on photoshop.
To this day, Oralee has been normal and happy. And of course, her portfolio is two inches thick...
RP stats:
How long have you been RPing for? - A year or so.
How would you rate your RP skills? - Bad!! Like 4/10
Sample RP - I decided to be unusual and write a specific post about Oralee's history.
It started like any other day, Oralee got up, got teased and then went off to do her own thing. And today, it was present-hunting day. Her parents were out of the house for the day, leaving an aunt in charge. But it just so happened that this aunt was the kind of person who tired easily, and she fell asleep on the couch pretty early on in the day. So Oralee and her siblings were left to do whatever they pleased.
With a birthday in four days time, Oralee couldn't resist just one peek at her presents. She wasn't nosy, just curious. So the little girl had crept into her parents room on the tips of her toes, though she didn't really have to worry, her aunt slept through anything. Where to begin? The wardrobe? It was a large wardrobe, an antique, made of solid oak. As I'm sure you can imagine, it was very impressive, and to a very intelligent four-year-old it was a massive masterpiece. Oralee was almost scared to touch it, let alone open it. But she did. Just to be disappointed, the wardrobe was full to bursting of clothes. Rows upon rows, shelves upon shelves of clothes. Boring! Oralee wanted presents!
With a sigh, Oralee closed the heavy carved oak door and span around. And there on the bed, was a most amazing thing. She had no idea what it was, but the young girl's curiosity got the better of her. She picked up the strange, mysterious object. What was it? It was black and an odd shape, a sort of box with a tube sticking of it. The girl turned the thing over and over in her small hands, examining the various scattered buttons. She wondered what they did...
It was actually an accident when she pressed the button. She had the camera facing up at her and then...flash! In panic, Oralee dropped it back onto the bed, terrified that she'd broken it. Now it was fear, not curiosity that got the better of her and she fled from the room.
Two weeks later, on a Saturday afternoon and mom was finally home. She'd been out for ages getting the pictures on the camera developed, and she'd been gone for ages. Eagerly, Oralee wanted to see the pictures, now that she understood what that box thing was. A camera - something that took a picture of something, like painting a scene, but quicker. Wait...was that her? Staring back at her was a face, a terrified face. It was her, two weeks ago...
To her surprise, the picture was perfectly framed, her head was in the centre. It was surprisingly effective.
And from that moment on...Oralee knew that photography was her calling.
And Lastly:
Your Name - Emily
Have you read the rules? - Indeed I have
Do you agree to keep them? - Of course
Where did you hear about us? - Proboards Advertisement Forum
