Post by lolaprideaux on Jul 17, 2012 20:14:27 GMT -5
Lola Eleanor Prideaux
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Play by: Zooey Deschanel
Race/Species: Therian
Species Info: Lola takes the form of a white tailed deer when she shifts. She’s a little dim and spacey, but also adorable and generally sweet natured. She also likes to prance.
D.O.B.: 5/14/1988
Age they appear: Twenty-four.
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Features: Lola has long, dark brown hair, that she likes to put up in tons of styles—princess Leah buns, down and curly, pig tails, and a huge messy bun on top of her head. The one thing that stays ever present during the different styles are the bangs that take over her entire forehead. Just like a deer, her eyes are usually open wide, which makes her look either scared, or awestruck, or just kind of innocently adorable. Lola has two different appearances as far as outfits are concerned—her regular day wear which usually is just a cute dress with a few bows thrown in her hair, and her show wear for when she gives performances (usually for her family) which is covered in glitter and feathers and sometimes a little too skimpy for her family’s tastes.
Sexual Preference [Optional]: Straight
Ethnicity: British/French
Marks/Tattoos/Visible Scars: A tiny picture of Bambi on her bum. She had to get it where her big brother would never see it. xD
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Flaws/Weaknesses: For all that she is sweet, Lola is also very dim. She gets into trouble all the time, doing totally innocent things (i.e. adopting ten puppies at random, making an eight course dinner, without thinking about the cleanup, trying to give the living room a new coat of paint that just happens to be hot pink paint, etc.) She also doesn’t really know how to react if someone is angry at her, or about to punch her in the face. She’ll just stand there, wide eyed and scared out of her mind. Also, she can get a little whiney when she doesn’t get her way. Attribute that to being the youngest in the family.
Skills/Strengths: Lola has one of the largest hearts out there. She genuinely just wants to love everyone and doesn’t quite understand it when people are mean to her. She embraces everyone’s quirks as well, since she herself is quite the character.
Likes:
- Costumes
- Sparkles
- Her daddy
- Big, hulking black men
- The song Copacabana
- Hula hooping
- Preforming
Dislikes:
- Dash’s nagging
- When people laugh at her
- Reality TV
- Being cooped up in the house
- How extremely mundane her mother is. She still loves her… but she needs to step up her wardrobe.
Other Information: Lola lives with Dash. She had WANTED to get her own place, but when she brought up the possibility, pretty much everyone in her family screamed, “NO!” in unison. Dash is really over protective and it frustrates the poop out of her. She likes to take revenge by taking over the whole apartment with girly things. As for a job, she’s managed to hold a position as a waitress, although she forgets the orders all of the time. Her boss can’t find it in him to fire her though when he looks into those big blue eyes.
Near a full moon, Lola is inclined to have panic attacks when she’s in big crowds. At first, she’ll just stop dead in her tracks, looking wide eyed and worried. Someone usually finally helps her out of the crowded place, and once she’s okay again, she calls her big brother to pick her up. Usually he’ll be irked that she even left the house since he knows how frequently they happen around changing time.
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History: When you live with someone as glamorous as Lola’s drag queen father, it’s hard to NOT want to be covered in sparkles and feather boas for the rest of your life. This is at least the opinion of the youngest in the Prideaux family. At the age of eight, she proclaimed that she was going to be a show girl and that she was changing her name to Lola. Her mother regretted ever purchasing that Barry Manilow CD. Her father, on the other hand, was thrilled with his daughter’s new development, and encouraged her, buying tons of fun outfits for her to prance around the house in.
Even though her family moved around a ton, she found it hard to make friends because of her eccentricities once dress up wasn’t a typical thing for a girl her age to do. Thankfully though, her family was there for her, trying to build her up after she would figure out that people kept her around for a laugh. She finally found a rut in school though when she joined the drama club. There, she could preform on a stage, just like she’d always wanted… even if the costumes were a tad lackluster. And soon after that, once everything was running smoothly, she celebrated her Mutare. Nobody in her family won the traditional bet, because they’d all placed their bets on the same thing. And a whitetail deer was exactly what she became that night, all wide eyed and adorable. And with the plastic crown she’d been wearing in her human form sitting crookedly on her head, she’d pranced around the house making a mess just as she typically did.
When the awkwardness of high school was all done and over with, Lola opted out of college, instead deciding to pursue her dream of becoming a show girl. No further developments have come out of that dream, other than a few shows for the locals (her family), and attempting to get in good with any place that happened to have a stage. Her parents wished that she’d gone to school like her older siblings and become something respectable, but they try not to bring it up that much because Lola will typically accuse them of trying to crush her dreams. She lives with Dash and generally drives him crazy, leaving her trail of ribbons, sequence, feathers and fabric swatches for her latest costume designs.
RP Sample: Awww yeah. Ella was feelin' good. Earlier in the week, she'd tried in vain to convince some of her friends to go out with her so that she could get out of her slump. Ever since that damn tree opened up, all she'd wanted to do was continue on with her life and ignore it. The gloom and doom all over the place had alternate ideas, however. But comparatively, she was feeling good now. Sure, no one was going out dancing with her, sure, her wings felt like they'd been trampled on, and sure this was the first night she'd spent clothed and out rather than naked and eating pints of coconut ice cream in... quite some time... BUT HEY! She was out, wasn't she? And she was lookin' hot.
Yesterday, she'd picked an outfit that she'd deemed a head turner.It was a black silk halter dress with semi-classy side boob and a very low drapey back. Gorgeous. And then she'd put her harness on, and had to cover up 80% of the hottness with a pleather jacket. She'd tried to get it back up on the sexy scale with some kick ass heels. It somewhat worked, but Ella found herself wishing that she could just throw the jacket on the ground and unfurl her wings in public for once.
In front of the Jack Kit, Ella found herself taking a deep breath, and preparing herself to warp into social butterfly mode, so that she could let loose, make some new friends and get her groove on.'On the count of three, I will open those doors and be the life of that party.'She placed her hand on the handle of the door. 'One...'She tightened her grip on the handle,'two...'She yanked the door open, with a huge grin on her face,THREE!
Crickets, basically.
"You've GOT to be fucking kidding me." NO ONE WAS THERE. Not one person. Nada. Neite. Zilch. Zero. NO ONE. Except for some bartenders and a couple of boring looking people chatting idly.
Not bothering with the sexy saunter she'd practiced earlier, shed clomped up to the bar, and not so gracefully tossed her clutch onto the counter in front of her. In that brief moment before walking over, she'd considered leaving, but then decided that she needed a couple of drinks. How the HELL does someone go to an open barclubdancingplace and not find one damn person there?
She'd taken a seat right in front of one of the bartenders, a man who she would have found attractive had she not been so absorbed with how horrible her life was in that moment. "Excuse me my good barkeep. Clearly based upon the number of people that have decided to show up to my 'crazy night out'," she made air quotes around the words crazy night out, "I'm going to need to drink a fuck ton of alcohol. A fuck ton is a verified unit of measurement, so don't be stingy trying to give me a shit ton. I won't have that." She pulled a wad of cash-- tips-- and looked up at him, "How much will that cost me?"
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ABOUT YOU: My favorite band is ‘Nsync and I like to dance in public. BAM!
Name you go by: Katie
Other Characters you play: Ella Bell, Garret Stricklin
How long have you been RPing: Six years.
How did you find us? The Wiz. I followed her yellow brick road.
