Post by Tara Thornton on Aug 26, 2009 11:37:24 GMT -5
Name: Tara Thornton
Age:25
Brief History: Tara grew up in Bon Temps with an ever-loving fear of her mother and frequently sought refuge at the Stackhouse residence (namely the protection of one Jason Stackhouse). The constant emotional and occasional physical abuse stemmed a spiteful shrew out of what otherwise could be a lovely, even tempered, young woman. However, after her mother was "saved" (definitely changed) by an exorcism and a mysterious woman came to town Tara was faced with a mirror into her own soul and isn't currently sure she likes what she sees.
Personality: Quick with a witty retort or a snappy comeback, Tara often banters and debates with the best of them. Tara's relationship with men is lacking and her emotional shields are too thick for even the kindest and gentlest men to penetrate. However when a woman named Mary Ann takes her on as a ward, Tara's edge starts to soften.
What do you have planned for this character? I want to explore the conflict of Tara's past with her present and future. She has had to face her relationship with her best friend, mother and men and I want to expand upon those interactions.
Have you read the books? In process of reading them now
Name three facts about your cannon
Tara can be biting.
Tara is Sookies' best friend.
Tara works at Merlottes' as a Bartender.
Sample RP:
Ebony hair lay in long braided tendrils against a soft white pillow while coffee colored eyes remained squished shut against the bright Louisiana morning. Vaguely, in the back of her mind, she wondered if vampires missed the morning; a thing she seemed to always want to avoid after a long night of...of what exactly? Had she blacked out again? What was this, the fourth, fifth time this month?
Trying to sit up she felt a sharp stab of pain her her back and a simultaneous welt rising at the source of pain.
"What th' fu-ow!" she had just discovered that another dull throbbing pain was coming from her mouth when she spoke. "Shyiiit." she cursed under her breath and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Making a beeline for the bathroom she gazed into the mirror.
"Oh mah Ga-ow!" Black, blue, purple and green were not the colors she was expecting to see on her wiry form when she woke up. It hurt to talk, to move. "What happened to you?" She whispered at the chocolate skinned girl in the mirror.
After she was done counting she accounted for 4 to 5 unidentified lumps of various sizes, 6 large bruises and 15 smaller bruises, scraps, nicks and punctures. No evidence or memory of drinking more than a couple beers entered her mind even if she strained to think (which she did, and it hurt). Only one person entered her mind that might be able to help her out, and that was her blond best friend. Struggling to get on her clothes she stumbled out the front door, Tara got into the car and gasped as she glanced at the clock, doing a double take. It was evening light that had been pouring through her window and she was late for work. Pushing the gas pedal to the ground, she sped to Merlottes, hoping her former boy-...hoping her current boss would excuse the 5th time in a row this week that she was late.
BUBBA
Age:25
Brief History: Tara grew up in Bon Temps with an ever-loving fear of her mother and frequently sought refuge at the Stackhouse residence (namely the protection of one Jason Stackhouse). The constant emotional and occasional physical abuse stemmed a spiteful shrew out of what otherwise could be a lovely, even tempered, young woman. However, after her mother was "saved" (definitely changed) by an exorcism and a mysterious woman came to town Tara was faced with a mirror into her own soul and isn't currently sure she likes what she sees.
Personality: Quick with a witty retort or a snappy comeback, Tara often banters and debates with the best of them. Tara's relationship with men is lacking and her emotional shields are too thick for even the kindest and gentlest men to penetrate. However when a woman named Mary Ann takes her on as a ward, Tara's edge starts to soften.
What do you have planned for this character? I want to explore the conflict of Tara's past with her present and future. She has had to face her relationship with her best friend, mother and men and I want to expand upon those interactions.
Have you read the books? In process of reading them now
Name three facts about your cannon
Tara can be biting.
Tara is Sookies' best friend.
Tara works at Merlottes' as a Bartender.
Sample RP:
Ebony hair lay in long braided tendrils against a soft white pillow while coffee colored eyes remained squished shut against the bright Louisiana morning. Vaguely, in the back of her mind, she wondered if vampires missed the morning; a thing she seemed to always want to avoid after a long night of...of what exactly? Had she blacked out again? What was this, the fourth, fifth time this month?
Trying to sit up she felt a sharp stab of pain her her back and a simultaneous welt rising at the source of pain.
"What th' fu-ow!" she had just discovered that another dull throbbing pain was coming from her mouth when she spoke. "Shyiiit." she cursed under her breath and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Making a beeline for the bathroom she gazed into the mirror.
"Oh mah Ga-ow!" Black, blue, purple and green were not the colors she was expecting to see on her wiry form when she woke up. It hurt to talk, to move. "What happened to you?" She whispered at the chocolate skinned girl in the mirror.
After she was done counting she accounted for 4 to 5 unidentified lumps of various sizes, 6 large bruises and 15 smaller bruises, scraps, nicks and punctures. No evidence or memory of drinking more than a couple beers entered her mind even if she strained to think (which she did, and it hurt). Only one person entered her mind that might be able to help her out, and that was her blond best friend. Struggling to get on her clothes she stumbled out the front door, Tara got into the car and gasped as she glanced at the clock, doing a double take. It was evening light that had been pouring through her window and she was late for work. Pushing the gas pedal to the ground, she sped to Merlottes, hoping her former boy-...hoping her current boss would excuse the 5th time in a row this week that she was late.
BUBBA