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evelyn atticus dior



the name is EVELYN ATTICUS DIOR and i've been
singing my songs for SIXTEEN years.
i'm from MANHATTAN but somehow ended
up here at NORTHWOOD.
call me crazy, but i'm here to stay.

there's some things that i regret,

your name/alias: emilia
your age: thirteen
rp experience: a year?
other characters: n/a
how'd you hear about us: google

some words i wish had gone unsaid,

character's full name: evelyn atticus dior
nicknames: eve
age: sixteen
grade: junior
canon or random: random

some starts that had some bitter endings,

hair color: brown
eye color: brown
body type: petite
markings/piercings: nose piercing, pinky heart tattoo, "karma" && cupcake on wrist
appearance: Evelyn, as most would say, is stunning. From what she thinks of her long, luscious maroon brown hair to her perfectly shaped, God-given legs, you could probably expect many to be jealous of her appearance. Evelyn's hair falls down a few inches below the shoulder, which she usually wears down. Oh, and she's not one to spill out on her beauty secrets. Sure, she'll let a note slip on a special coverup secret, but that's about it. One of the main aspects that many envy about Evelyn is her face. She's got this welcoming set of hazel, warm brown eyes. Not to mention how she fits herself in clothing that makes them pop.

Standing at the petite height of 5'3, she's not what many expect. At a distance, you'll probably think she's enormous, but not up close. One of the things that may fool you is the way she dresses. Occasionally fitted into a pair of heels, her height may rise just a few inches. A majority of family from her mother's side stand just below 5'5, which is probably where she gets her shortness from.

And then there's fashion; one of the things that Evelyn adores the most. Working at a thrift store, anyone could take a wild guess on what she wears. Old, vintage shirts are articles she can depend on the most. Sure, you'll usually see her spotting in on an underground thrift shop, but don't be fooled. When feeling pricey, she can go on one hell of a shopping spree at any given store. Even those little portable stores lurking around NY catch her attention.

But when there's the ups, there's the downs. One of the main things that Evelyn hates the most about herself is her weight. No matter how much she eats, she'll still remain at a standing weight of 115, sometimes even less. She doesn't have the kind of body every guy looks for in a girl, which kind of upsets her. Plus, it gives her less options when picking out her wardrobe. A lot of clothing are usually made for people with a body; but that's something she doesn't have. Oh well, I guess she's learned to work with what she has.

Then there's her hair. As much as she thinks it's all perfect-- some don't think the same way as she does. It's been dyed so many times previously that it's begun to lose it's shape. Lucky for her, a lot of it hasn't fallen out yet. In fact, it kind of was a waste when from all the times she'd dye her hair. After dying it at least 10 times, she had just gone back to her original hair color. But hopefully people overlook that.
played by: hanna beth merjos

been some bad times i've been through,

likes:
[x] flirts
[x] Macs
[x] photography
[x] parties
[x] texting
[x] fashion
[x] the city
[x] perverted jokes
[x] laughing
[x] having a good time
[x] meeting new people
dislikes:
[x] betrayal
[x] backstabbing
[x] pussies
[x] tripping
[x] lying
[x] keeping things to herself
[x] ska music
[x] hypocrites
[x] people who can't take a joke
[x] teacher's pets
[x] two faces
fears:
[x] being left alone
[x] the dark
[x] ghosts; definitely ghosts.
goals:
[x] being happy
[x] finding "true love"
secrets:
[x] sometimes thinks she'll never find someone for her
quirks/habits:
[x] when Eve can't think of something to say, she'll usually bust out with a completely random fact, or will quickly look around the room
[x] Evelyn cannot stay still. even when sitting, she'll be tapping her foot or drumming her fingers.
random facts:
[x] hates the sound of typing, unless on a Mac keyboard
[x] gets annoyed when people ask simple questions
personality: That gorgeous girl, yeah, the one that stands as short as that 8th grader is one hell of a girl. Commonly known as a sarcastic little bitch, there's still a whole different side of her. In fact, it's a shame many people call sarcasm of her worst features. Evelyn is known to be sarcastic, especially at the worst times. Somebody could ask her for her advice, have it given to them, then not listen. The most common thing for her to do would be roll her eyes, or say some witty little remark about how she was right. Say a sarcastic "thanks", and you'll get a sarcastic "you're welcome." Sure, many people may call it annoying and childish, but who the hell cares? If there's the slightest opportunity to stick in a sarcastic note, she'll take it. If her attempt at sarcasm fails, there's nothing you can do but try again later. That, or she'll get pissed as hell.

Evelyn is also extremely juvenile. In her world, there's always two meanings to everything. And in this case, juvenile can mean either childish or presumptuous. At heart, Evelyn will always remain a kid. She'll never grow old of the little, cute Hello Kitty toys and amazing kid games. In fact, that's one of the main things she enjoys: playing board games. Challenge her to a game in Connect4 or CandyLand, and you'll get your ass kicked within a heartbeat. Then, there's always the old Disney movies. Her favorite is Lion King 2, with Alice in Wonderland placing in second. She always said that she was never fond of those romantic, princess movies, but deep down inside, she wished she could take their place. Then, there's the arrogant juvenile side. She'll do the most stupid thing you can possibly think of and just laugh it off. You'll always find people giving her the most awkward stare when she's caught laughing. Well, actually, that's probably because somebody had mentioned the Big Bang Theory or some math problem that involved 69..

Then, there's the "bitch-this-is-what-I-think-and-you-can't-do-SHIT" part of Eve. If there's something about you that she won't like (in fact, she'll almost guarantee you that something about you will piss her off), chances are she'll say something about it. Sure, she still has thoughts about your feelings, but they're just lurking in the back of her head somewhere. Sad part is, they'll come back to her once she's finished saying it. But then again, there's always this good part of the word bold. She's not afraid to stick up for her loved ones, even if it means beating the crap out of her second-grade crush. It's awfully hard to keep her thoughts to herself, but at times she manages to sustain them within her witty head. But say something that blows her fuse, and she'll snap on you. Ah, well, what can you do?

It's practically impossible for Evelyn to hold a grudge against you. She'll be annoyed for about a day or two, then get over it. No, she won't come crawling back to you begging for forgiveness, but she'll give you a sign of apology. If something major that happened between her and someone else, that's a different story. You still won't find her asking for forgiveness, but there's no way she'll give you a hint of apology either. She'll make you do all of the hard work by saying sorry. But the thing is, she'll want to have somebody else suffer. It feels like she's one to always take the pain when she gets into a large arguments. If somebody calls her up to ask for forgiveness, she'll want to say no, but the words never quite get out of her mouth.

Then, there's the love part. There's not a bone in her body that will take you to her bed that night if you buy her a drink, but there is a slim chance she'll take you on a date if you're charming. Flirting, for her is natural. It's just something fun to do, leading someone on or not. Even if she does, she'll let you know she doesn't like her. But there are times where she'll have to stop and ask herself if she actually likes the guy. Sure, there'll be small little relationships here and there, but long-lasting ones are like God to her.

damage that i can not undo,

birthdate: march 29
hometown: nyc, NY
financial status: upper class
father: james ray dior, 56, chief cop
mother: charlette rose dior, 54, doctor
siblings:
logan gus dior, 14
jakob roman dior, 15
history: "Well, there's much I can say about my family. I've got two brothers, two parents, and a bunch of other family members whose names I don't really bother memorizing anymore. Yes, I have a huge family. It's kind of annoying, actually. We'll be having a family party, then someone comes up to you and they're all, 'HEY, EVE! How's my little girl been?' and I'm kind of just there like, 'Yeah, I'm good..' And the worst is, this always happens. Whenever I bring this up to my mother, she just laughs at me and tells me that's supposed to happen. Ah, and now more about my parents. My mother's practically filthy rich-- has been since birth. Her mother, my favorite grandparent, owned this huge clothing company that was extremely popular in the east coast. The company struck millions once it hit the main cities. Actually, I think I may even follow Grandma Charlette's footsteps in the fashion industry. Then there's my father- the chief cop. No, he will not beat the shit out of you if he found you snooping around in my room. No, doesn't always carry around his gun. And no, he's not as mean as people think he is. God damn, people and their stupid stereotypical sayings.

It's kind of funny, though, in a way. I've gotten away with so much illegal actions, and my father still thinks I'm the perfect angel. Haha, I remember once when my friends were over for the weekend and snuck blow into the living room. Either he didn't care, or he was just totally oblivious to it. But to be honest, I don't think he cared. We all have our little teenage moments with drugs and all. Plus, he's not the kind of father that's way overprotective over their daughters. Just because he's the head of the cops doesn't mean he'll take advantage of it all the time.

Oh, and my mother's mainly Italian, and my father's French. I never got the whole lay down on all parts of my backgrounds, but that's just usually what I tell them if they want to know. My father taught me French when I was an infant, but I kind of forgot it. I used to speak it fluently, but ever since my parents separated, it's kind of hard for me to constantly keep up with two languages. I don't see him that often, and he's the only one that I bother with speaking to in french. Yeah, I guess work takes up a lot of their time.

Then there's the one annoying thing about our family: sure, we don't know eachothers' names, but there are no secrets between any of us. If somebody does something, it's passed on from cousin to cousin, uncle to uncle, and so on. I don't know how, but the names still remain anonymous.

Other than that, there's not really much history going on. No dramatic death she really cared for, and no "love" that changed her forever. For as much as she cared, it could take any turn. Chances are she'd most likely endure it all, taking little hits from whatever charged at her."

some things i wish i could do all over again,

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