Post by Peyton Sawyer on Oct 13, 2011 5:17:28 GMT -5
Name: Peyton Sawyer
Nickname: P. Sawyer, Curly, Blondie, Peyt, Peyton Marie Sawyer (PMS), Goldilocks, Skinny Girl, Scraggly
Birthday: July 12, 1986
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Dating Status: dating Jake
Occupation:
Social Status: Popular
Extra Curriculars: Cheerleader and paints
Appearance
Celeb Name- Hilary Burton
Celeb Photo-
Appearance: Peyton has dirty blonde curly hair. She usually wears dark clothing and is usually always seen with a pen in her hand. She loves tank tops, and she does have a thing for scarves. She has brown, or sometimes Dark Hazel eyes, that could stare into your soul and pull out your deepest secrets when she's drawing.
She is a thin gal, and has her real mother's shape and her features. She usually is seen with Wavy hair but changes it later on to straight. She likes change so sometimes she goes through different phases and different moods. Sometimes you will see her portray the tourchered soul, sometimes the tourchered artist. But othertimes she is the peppy cheerleader, always has lived two lives and has to hide behind her shell.
Personality:Peyton is a girl who's not sure of her life. She's gone through so many things and she's blamed herself for alot of them. She's a girl that loves to have fun, even goes to far at times to party to hard just to feel something. She's usually numb inside, and not the one to spill out her emotions to anyone other than her computer and website, and also through her drawings. She's a tourchered soul and doesn't know how to break herself from being who she has made herself become. She guesses thats what comes to a person that guards her heart and doesn't let many people get close to her, for the fear she will mess their life up like she has succeedingly done hers.
She has another side to her, the peppy almost Brooke like side. She loves cheerleading, she really does but doesn't have the drive for it her best friend does. She just does it to fit in, another aspect to her personality Peyton has, she feels she has to be apart of something, make things happen or watch them happen. She hates being alone and feeling left out, what better way to fit in then be a cheerleader, the most hated and loved group in school.
Family: Ellie Harp (Mother), Nick Wolf (Father), Anna Sawyer (Adoptive Mother), Larry Sawyer (Adoptive Father), Derek Sommers (Half-Brother)
Background: Peyton's life is not what it seems. Most people look at her and see that she is a cheerleader, and she seems all happy go lucky, good looking boyfriend, best friend, cheerleading..and all that. Then you enter into her world. Enter into her mind and she is nothing of the kind. She is depressed and tortured. She feels nothing in her life ever really seems to go her way and she doesn't know what she is going to do about it. She hardly sees or speaks to her father. Peyton is sick of being this phony. Which is why she uses her art as a way to bury all her false hopes. She would much rather draw and listen to her angry punk music then cheer.
Anything Else?:Lucas, Brooke and Haley are her best friends.
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Audition Piece:
THIS RP SAMPLE IS FROM ANOTHER RP SITE, WHERE I WAS BROOKE
By the time Brooke had walked to the rivercourt, the tears she had wiped away had reappeared. She had no controll over her crying right now, Trey was laid out in a hospital and there was nothing she could do. She walked over to the picnic table and sat down placing her head in her arms over the table. Brooke wasnt sure what to think, she knew Trey would be okay, but it was still her fault that the accident even happened. If she hadnt of argued with Trey at the party he would have stayed and he would be alright.
Thinking about the party Brooke remebered Lucas said he would get everyone out of her apartment, when he left. She pulled out her phone to text him. Reliezing her eyes couldnt focus on the letters she decided to call him to see if the party was over. She pressed the speed dial number Lucas was stored under and hit talk. She wiped aways her tears once again as she listened to the ringing. She cleared her throught in hopes of sounding normal. She really did not feel like explaining the situation right now.
Nickname: P. Sawyer, Curly, Blondie, Peyt, Peyton Marie Sawyer (PMS), Goldilocks, Skinny Girl, Scraggly
Birthday: July 12, 1986
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Dating Status: dating Jake
Occupation:
Social Status: Popular
Extra Curriculars: Cheerleader and paints
Appearance
Celeb Name- Hilary Burton
Celeb Photo-
Appearance: Peyton has dirty blonde curly hair. She usually wears dark clothing and is usually always seen with a pen in her hand. She loves tank tops, and she does have a thing for scarves. She has brown, or sometimes Dark Hazel eyes, that could stare into your soul and pull out your deepest secrets when she's drawing.
She is a thin gal, and has her real mother's shape and her features. She usually is seen with Wavy hair but changes it later on to straight. She likes change so sometimes she goes through different phases and different moods. Sometimes you will see her portray the tourchered soul, sometimes the tourchered artist. But othertimes she is the peppy cheerleader, always has lived two lives and has to hide behind her shell.
Personality:Peyton is a girl who's not sure of her life. She's gone through so many things and she's blamed herself for alot of them. She's a girl that loves to have fun, even goes to far at times to party to hard just to feel something. She's usually numb inside, and not the one to spill out her emotions to anyone other than her computer and website, and also through her drawings. She's a tourchered soul and doesn't know how to break herself from being who she has made herself become. She guesses thats what comes to a person that guards her heart and doesn't let many people get close to her, for the fear she will mess their life up like she has succeedingly done hers.
She has another side to her, the peppy almost Brooke like side. She loves cheerleading, she really does but doesn't have the drive for it her best friend does. She just does it to fit in, another aspect to her personality Peyton has, she feels she has to be apart of something, make things happen or watch them happen. She hates being alone and feeling left out, what better way to fit in then be a cheerleader, the most hated and loved group in school.
Family: Ellie Harp (Mother), Nick Wolf (Father), Anna Sawyer (Adoptive Mother), Larry Sawyer (Adoptive Father), Derek Sommers (Half-Brother)
Background: Peyton's life is not what it seems. Most people look at her and see that she is a cheerleader, and she seems all happy go lucky, good looking boyfriend, best friend, cheerleading..and all that. Then you enter into her world. Enter into her mind and she is nothing of the kind. She is depressed and tortured. She feels nothing in her life ever really seems to go her way and she doesn't know what she is going to do about it. She hardly sees or speaks to her father. Peyton is sick of being this phony. Which is why she uses her art as a way to bury all her false hopes. She would much rather draw and listen to her angry punk music then cheer.
Anything Else?:Lucas, Brooke and Haley are her best friends.
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Audition Piece:
THIS RP SAMPLE IS FROM ANOTHER RP SITE, WHERE I WAS BROOKE
By the time Brooke had walked to the rivercourt, the tears she had wiped away had reappeared. She had no controll over her crying right now, Trey was laid out in a hospital and there was nothing she could do. She walked over to the picnic table and sat down placing her head in her arms over the table. Brooke wasnt sure what to think, she knew Trey would be okay, but it was still her fault that the accident even happened. If she hadnt of argued with Trey at the party he would have stayed and he would be alright.
Thinking about the party Brooke remebered Lucas said he would get everyone out of her apartment, when he left. She pulled out her phone to text him. Reliezing her eyes couldnt focus on the letters she decided to call him to see if the party was over. She pressed the speed dial number Lucas was stored under and hit talk. She wiped aways her tears once again as she listened to the ringing. She cleared her throught in hopes of sounding normal. She really did not feel like explaining the situation right now.