Ashlyn Watts

[Ashlyn Watts]

‘‘ ashlyn rose watts ,,

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'My rule is, keep your head down, mouth closed, and do your work. Its a little hard to accomplish....'[/center]

FOOL ENOUGH
to almost be it.

name ,

Ashlyn Rose Watts

nicknames ,

Ash, Watts

age ,

sixteen

birthday ,

May sixteenth

grade ,

Junior

gender ,

female

social status ,

the artists

sexual orientation ,

heterosexual

form of entrance ,

Ashlyn was requested for her artistic talents, like most, or all of the other artists. Her parents hardly had the money to bribe anyone.

character type ,

original

COOL ENOUGH TO
not quite see it, doomed.

birth parents ,

Tony;Mother;Dead
Mike;Father;Security Gaurd

Siblings ,

character’s Duke;Brother;Eighth Grade

other family ,

Molly;Step-mother;Nurse
Megan;Step-sister;Sixth Grade

other significant figures ,

None

hometown ,

Quinlan, Texas

best memory ,

When her mother, Tony, began to teach her to paint, as she was an artist too. Though she mostly worked with paints, Ashlyn expanded into drawing, and others.

worst memory ,

When Tony, her mother, died of lung cancer, due to both Tony's mother and father smoking so much all of her life.

history ,

At six years old, the paintings that her mother caught her attention. She could stare at just one painting all day long, and picture herself there, inside the place the picture was showing. She had to say that the low eye-view was the best, when her mother painted the slight wooded area around their house, during the fall. This was the start of Ashlyn's love of art.

At eight years old, Tony dicided she was old enough to start learning to paint. Of corse, Ashlyn agreed to it, as soon as it was suggested. She almost seemed to have natural talent, and would spend most of her time painting things of nature, that seemed to always shine with a certain beauty, even though Ashlyn's pictures wern't too great.


At fourteen, Ashlyn's mother died. She grieved by painting pictures, drawing, sketching, anything. Just something that could let her mind wonder to other things. Anything but her mothers death. She had always been a strong believer in the lord, but why did he take her mother away? What had she done?

At fifteen, her father re-maried, giving her a new mother, Molly, and a new sister called Megan. Ashlyn welcomed them warmly. As did Duke, which was more then their father could ever hope for. About this time, Ashlyn also recived a letter from the school. Oblivious to her, her art teacher sent in many of her works to this wonderful school.

At sixteen, Ashlyn is still at the same school, drowning herself in painting, drawing, and anything else she can think of. Though she always remembers to get her studies done, too.

PICK YOUR POCKET
full of sorrow.

likes ,

• Painting
  
• Drawing
  
• Her family
  
• Hanging out with friends
  
• Being random
  

dislikes ,

• Death
  
• Deep Water
  
• Smoking
  
• People Who Are Too Preppy
  
• The smell of permenet marker
  

strengths ,

• Painting
  
• Drawing
  
• Being able to be calm
  
• Studying hard
  
• being happy
  

weaknesses ,

• Math
  
• People She Likes
  
• Staying quiet
  
• Oral reports
  

fears ,

• Dying
  
• Getting Cancer
  
• Loosing another family member
  

goals ,

• To improve her artistic skills
  
• To meet new people
  
• To be well known for her art
  

habits/quirks ,

• Biting her lip
  
• Staying up all night to draw
  
• Saying yes to basicly everything
  

random facts ,

• She wears hoodys with kitty ears on them
  
• she can dress one way one day, and another the next
  
• she holds her family close
  

secrets ,

• That her mother died of cancer
  
• That she's afraid of deep water
  

overall personality ,

Ashlyn is usually a fun person to be around. She is almost always considered hyper, and has a lot of blond moments. But she is fairly smart, though doesn't like to show off anything, and is actually fairly modest about basicly everything.

Ashlyn can get embarassed by the smallest thing, and end up with an extreamly red face. Wonderful, eh? However, she is very sarcastic, and will snap back a smart comment. There will be no pushing her around, or tearing her apart. She just isn't one to take something like that.

RUN AWAY WITH
me tomorrow, june.

face ,

Ashlyn's face has a fairly innocent look to it, though she's anything but. She has soft blue eyes, and almost always has a small smile playing on her lips. She never wears make-up, because she says it'll just get washed off when she washes off any paint.

body ,

Ashlyn is actually fairly skinny. Though she is tan, too. Due to her running track, playing basketball, and softball, before she came to this school, she is well muscled, though not so much that it's scary. Just a tight stomach, the back of her legs are a little hard, from the muscle, and she can pack a punch, if needed be.

distinguishing features ,

nope

clothes ,

Jeans, a striped tanktop, under a solid colored tanktop, with a hoody over it. Converse, usually black, and thats about it.

celebrity claim ,

Naomi Watts

WE’LL TRY AND
ease the pain.

name/alias ,

Ashlyn

age ,

Sixteen

forms of contact ,

PM

experience ,

Four Years

other characters ,

any other characters you have on this site. If this is your first, just leave this.

password ,

I read the rules, and can't find a password

random ,

anything else you think you should tell us?

BUT SOMEHOW,
we'll feel the same.

Delilah nodded every few seconds, and replied with 'Yeah's, 'Yes's, and 'Alright's. Her father was talking. And talking. And talking. Did the man ever shut up? "Hey, Dad!" she said. "Stop." she said. "Oh. Sorry, Dels. The time slipped by so fast!" he said, smiling. "Right. See you later." she said, jumping out of the fairly large, red truck, and walking up to the front entrace. Pausing for a moment to let her hand hover over the door's handle type thing. The last time she had been in school, Bill was alive. Growling, she shook her head and opened the door. At the moment, her outfit consited of a red and white tank top, that hugged every curve, a black tank top over that, that hung a little looser, a black hoddy, with white spots on it. Then her black jeans, and black and white converse. Right now, her hood was up, as she didn't know the dress code yet. Her old school never had one, so she figured until someone told her, she would just keep the hood up. This year, she would try to keep going with Bills's motto. 'Shit happens' "Tch." she muttered, before standing in the hall way, looking around. Where was that office again?

[juliette saporta ™]

Morning. (:

Hai there, I'm not sure whether your profile is unfinished because a) there's no [nd] / [wip] and b) the personality is a little small as is the RP sample and I'm not sure whether you missed a part of the history or I'm going blind (I just woke up.) Also the Password in the brackets [like this] and is easy to find.

Thank you.