`AINSLEY marie SHIRE!"And they say I'm a dreamer.. Well I'm not the only one. and I hope someday you will join us, oh join us, and the world will live as one." ``````````````````````````````````````
Hey ya'll! I'm Ainsley Shire, but my friends call me Sirius.
I've been at this party for two years.
Need me? Just drop me a pm!
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Name: Ainsley Marie Shire
Nicknames: Ainy, Sleeper, Peter Parker, Hobbit, Elfy.
Birthday: Nov. 15th, 1996
Age: Sixteen
Hometown: Salem, Oregon.
Grade: Tenth. (Sophomore)
Eyes: One emerald green, the other partially brown.
Hair: A raven shade, usually up in a messy ponytail.
Height: 5"0
Build: Very petite, somewhat short, and a bit muscular.
Play by: Christina Grimmie
Appearance: Her skin is fair, or as some refer to it as white as Casper's buttocks. She is seemingly unable to get a tan, which most people laugh at her for. Her pale skin is very silky in feeling, and she has few freckles running along her arms, three of which on the bend of her elbow forms a small line that is identical to Orion's belt. She's somewhat shorter than most people, which is also why she's called Hobbit.
She's not too thin, but not corporeal either, more average for her age. Her eyes are green pools, but one is graced with a splash of chocolaty brown. Her ears are somewhat pointed, and it looks very elvish. People often ask her if she's a hobbit or an elf, and for that she usually hides her ears under a beanie. Her hair is on the edge between black and brown, and often varies between the two, being black as night one day, and a dark chocolate color the next.
Personality: Ainsley is a keep-to-herself kind of girl. She usually roams by herself, though can be seen speaking to her imaginary friends who she truly believes to be real. She's a child at heart, but is afraid of a lot of things. Okay, call her a fraidy-cat, but don't blame me if you wake up with a scorpion in your bed.
Ainsley is generally very obedient, but most people wouldn't know how well-behaved she can be at times, as they simply "leave the basketcase in her fantasy realm". She's definitely classified as an omega to those who know her, but under her seemingly happy shell is a broken, frightened girl who has sunk into depression.
Secrets: She has schizophrenia.
Mother: Jada Masterson (Shire), 42, Author, close
Father: James Shire, 43, Photographer, close
Siblings: Miranda Revannis Shire, 11
Others: N/A
Your History: On a crisp fall morning the Shire family welcomed their first daughter, a small child who looked at the world as if it were her playground. Though she often stayed alone in her bedroom, locking herself in her closet and speaking to thin air, her parents adored her.
Jada wrote about her, and she became the inspiration of many of her mother's novels, as well as a lovely model for her father's photographs. Ainsley was quiet, innocent, self-reliant, and seemingly invisible to the children at her elementary school. Her mother often came up to play with her, and the girl was giddy at the fact that her mother tried to interact with her imaginary 'friends.'
...Your Role Play Sample... - Quote :
- Just as they were about to flip Riley, her shoulder moved with a crack, and her eyes flashed a bright lime shade. She flew back against the wall and with a scream her body began changing. Morphing. Her fingernails were hidden under long razor-sharp claws. Across her flesh sprouted tiny rustic-red hairs. Her head threw back and there was another ear-piercing scream as her face was taken over by sharp white teeth, a snout, and ears. A tail fluffed out, and she drew it underneath her. She had changed. It was only apparent that she had been bitten not so long ago. She'd thought nothing of that strange mark on her stomach. Now all that she could possibly think of was flesh being stripped from someone's bones, the familiar screaming, and Orion. She shook her head, and backed against the wall. What has become of her?
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Pixiewant2be of Caution 2.0! Lyrics from "Slept So Long" by Jay Gordon of Orgy.