miss BRETT

[brett]

Hello! My name is allie
My age is not important
I have been roleplaying for many, many years , and here is a sample post of mine.

Sample:

She sat in her dorm room, her current roomie out and about doing god knows what. Usually Brett would be out with the rest of the crew. School started that Monday and Brett was determined to have a bout of rousing fun before she was once again condemned to life into of concrete walls. Sure Blair was nice but with random generalizations it was a building that you spent, and wasted, countless hours of your life daily. A building which served as no more then a holding pen for the world's richest and finest. In all of her life, Brett had always been the girl to take advantage of anything. She was bold, outrageous, and witty and she could set you at ease or strip you of your skin with a few words from her mouth. But who really cared? After all, Brett was cooped up in her dorm with nothing to do, no one even cared.

Where she currently sat, Brett was curled up on the Italian leather couch in her satin pajamas with a cashmere blanket tucked around her waste. An old Audrey Hepburn movie was playing but the volume was silent. Brett was on her cell with her father who, by now, she'd lost her interest to over the battle of her beloved pooch. "Potete trasmetterli almeno sopra" she'd been waiting for her Italian Greyhound, Pucci, to be transported to her dorm and after a week of waiting had gotten tired of it all and called up her father. Currently she was badgering her father to send over the dog, or else. For Henri Augustiano, or else could mean anything. Brett could inform the paparazzi of her arrival at Blair, she could give them an interview, or worse, give them enough scandalous pictures to fill every tabloid in Italy. Either way, or else was not the phrase in Brett's vocabulary that made Henri happy.

After a heated argument, Brett had finally settled it all with a simple, 'send her or it won't be pretty.' She simply didn't understand what the fuss was about. It was Brett's dog. If there hadn't been a question of quarantine then she would have traveled with Brett and there wouldn't be this argument. Brett was sure that at this moment halfway across the world, Henri was pulling his hair out figuring out how to get the dog overseas as safely as possible. Brett on the other hand, was still fuming from the argument. She flung the cashmere blanket to her side turning off the television in the process. She was sick of sitting around and doing absolutely nothing. After all, this was one of her last days of 'freedom' why not enjoy it?

She walked to her bedroom shutting the door with her foot as her hands were preoccupied with her pajama top. She unbuttoned the shirt and let it drape from her shoulders to the floor. She slipped out of her bottoms just as quickly and walked to the bathroom wearing just her lingerie. She turned on the shower and watched as the room filled with steam. She slipped out of her undergarments and stepped into the shower. After washing, Brett wiped the mirror down with a towel. She twisted her wet hair into a loop and clipped it to her head to keep her hair out of the way. She dried off quickly then wrapped the towel around her hair. Slipping into her closet quickly, Brett dressed in her favorite black lace matching lingerie and found an outfit worth clubbing in. She slipped into it and returned to her bathroom to style her hair. After a drying and curling session, Brett was club ready.

She'd taken a cab. The last thing Brett wanted to deal with after clubbing all night was having to drive home, or trust anyone else to drive her. Brett was vulnerable with enough booze in her system. With impaired judgment Brett was an easy target for bad news. Ten minutes later, Brett had arrived at The Viper Room. She'd heard the buzz about the club but didn't choose it for that reason. Brett wanted a place to dance and have a good time without outdoor oasis', half naked women, or anything else that was the buzz of the town. She flashed a fake ID and was easily through the door. Her first stop, the bar. She ordered a shot -half vodka, half orange juice- like a mini screwdriver and sat at the bar waiting for it to arrive. Flipping her curled hair over one shoulder, Brett sighed and waited to be served.

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{ .Arianna Bellinia Mariella Augustiano
{ .Please, call me BRETT

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Name: Brett Augustiano
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Hetero all the way
Social Standing: college student - junior

Physical Appearance:

Brett begins with a head of gorgeous brunette hair. She has the kind of hair you can do anything with and still look fabulous. Her hair currently hits about mid back and she's recently cut her hair to where she has bangs. Brett has extremely long eyelashes. The kind of eyelashes you don't even need mascara for but use anyways to make them even more bold. These eyelashes accentuate brilliant blue eyes. Often times with only a quick glance they seem gray. Brett has fair, blemish free complexion. She often has pale skin because she doesn't tan well but during the summer when she's out on the beach with friends a lot she gets a little darker.

Brett has a petite nose. All of the features on her face are small and delicate. Any kind or color of makeup looks good on Brett and her mood can often be told by the shades that she's wearing. When she wears the darker colors such as blood red with brown eyeshadow she is feeling mysterious, often wearing it at clubs or parties. When she wears pastel colors she feels naive, often only wearing it around school and her father. When she wears nude colors she feels invisible, she only wears these colors when she's not feeling well, is upset, or is depressed (i.e. you don't see this often).

Brett has a very small figure. With a body structure suited for a size 0-2, she finds it hard to keep a lot of weight on. She's almost always found eating something but because she has such a high metabolism it never really shows. Brett has a distinguishable chest. She wears a C-cup but doesn't like to flaunt it too much. It's only in the Italian tabloids that she's ever seen acting crazy. She only hasn't been seen acting crazy at Blair because they hide her antics well. One thing that always tends to make everyone jealous about Brett is the fact that she has predominately long legs. They are perfect for her figure and often make her look taller then she is, but her long slender legs are fabulous for modeling which she does dip into every once in a while.

Personality:

Brett has been known throughout the years as quite a feisty and rebellious child. As the daughter of Italian royalty most would assume that Brett has had her life handed to her on a silver platter. They would be right but that never keeps Brett from being headline news for papers and Internet broadcasts. Brett makes herself out to be like that of a typical rebel. She'd blunt, straightforward, steadfast, and can still be as graceful as swans on a lake if she has to be. Brett doesn't look for people who can sweep her off her feet. Quite the opposite. Brett wants people and friends who can keep her grounded and stable and just to help her get through Blair with her sanity intact.

Brett is the ultimate socialite. Coming from a country that is one of the many homes to high fashion, Brett knows a thing or two about what looks good and what she, or others, can do without. Brett has the charms of royalty meaning she'll be nice to just about anyone, but only those of an elite list are her true friends. Apart from the scandalous tabloids, Brett has also been featured in many magazines. She it kind and portrays and air of absolute elegance when she has to. One thing she's not shy about is helping those in need of fashion. Brett does like hanging out more with people who can fashionably handle themselves. She doesn't like to be a constant reminder of what looks good and what does not though she will help someone she thinks needs it, but only once. Brett refuses to consider herself a fashion consultant. If anyone needs her help more the twice, Brett believes they are on their own.

Brett does indeed like to party. She often gets caught by paparazzi and tabloids with random guys. This is one of the many reasons Brett was sent to Blair. Brett's father, Henri III, believes that if any place can change his daughter and ready her for the life of royalty, that Blair can do it. Though Brett does like to party and even fool around, she doesn't like committing herself in a relationship. As part of Italian tradition Brett is already a part of an arranged marriage. She doesn't like hurting people and she doesn't like getting guys hopes up when she knows eventually she will already be taken. Brett finds it easier if she just has fun but doesn't commit, a recipe for disaster. One of the reasons behind why Brett trashes her name is because she wants an out to the marriage. She doesn't want to be wed to anyone she doesn't know and is trying her hardest to break any ties with whoever it is she's supposed to marry.

Brett loves anything with personality whether it's a stubborn guy she has to break barriers with the have fun with or even a stubborn animal such as a horse with an attitude. She loves nature and it a big believer in living life to the fullest. She's full of spunk and is sure to bring a smile to many faces. She'd gorgeous but she tends not to let her looks do all the work for her. She's enrolled in college so she can flaunt her brains as well.

History:

The story of Brett's history begins as they always do, with the parents. Henri Christophe and Maria Dulchi had been placed in the same traditional arranged marriage as was decided by Henri II, Henri III's father. The tradition in Italy is for men and women of royalty to be wed with men and women of noble birth. The royal men become kings, and the royal women become, well, married. Tradition has it that a Italian man will always be in throne, a law that doesn't appeal to any royal Italian women, always a princess, never a queen. It all seems quite prehistoric but the nation's leaders are afraid of change so the tradition stands. Henri and Maria were wed in April of 1988. The two at the time had just been crowned because of the death of Henri's father, Henri II.

After a year of ruling at each other's sides they were surprised with Maria's expectancy. The country rejoiced and prayed for the brith of an heir. Come December 12, 1989, the country was surprised by not only one, but two heirs. Brett and her twin brother Henri IV were celebrated arrivals in Italy. Not more then a week later Henri IV was lost to SIDS leaving the country with just one child, Brett, who as a woman could not be crowned. After the death of her son, Maria became a recluse and horribly depressed. She moved to the family summer home on the island of Sicily with Brett where she committed suicide not long after. Henri was devastated with the news of his wife's death and as soon as Brett arrived home he promised to devote his life to raising her.

After this series of tragic events Henri swore to concentrate on his daughter. He did indeed run the country but Henri refused to let his daughter be raised by nannies. Many years later, when Brett was seven, Henri fell in love with another Italian noblewoman, Claire Degras. After dating for two years they finally wed and Brett was given a stepbrother. In the time that they'd spent together, Brett and her stepbrother, Richard, had become very close. Richard was four years older then Brett but he took to her like a little sister and they became closer then ever. When Brett turned fifteen, she was surprised with Richard's announcement that he was moving to Prague for college. Brett didn't take to this information lightly and had become angry with her father who was busy raising his two new sons, the twins Angelo and Renaldo. Angelo, being older by a whopping three minutes, had been deemed the new heir to the Italian thrown.

Brett, with the news of the heir, her stepbrother leaving, etc. felt like the world was crashing down on her shoulders. She became extremely rebellious and began acting out. She would be found drunk by the tabloids and it had even been rumored that she was doing drugs. Also there had been many headlines which featured Brett with some random guy, usually with clothes off or some other scandalous thing. In order to save his daughter from herself Henri sent her, at the age of sixteen, to America where she became a sophomore at Blair Academy. Henri'd sent her there in the hopes that the school would be good for her and teach her to be more responsible, trustworthy, etc.

The beginning of her sophomore year had been tough for Brett. She didn't take to her new school well and had been thought to be an outcast. Once she opened up to a few people at Blair, Brett began turning into her old self. She became friends with some of Blair's most elite going out to parties, doing drugs, etc. and her father never expected a thing. Because the paparazzi didn't know where she was, Brett is free to do whatever she wanted without having to worry about any consequences. Once in her junior year, Brett and the other Blair elite took the school by storm. Brett finished her high school days with Blair Academy and was accepted to a college in Seattle where she then moved. Now a junior in college, Brett is smarter and less naive about her actions. She still avoids her family and her obligations and hides it from anyone who knows her. Brett likes being a normal person now and that's the way she'd like it to stay.

Family Details:

PARENTS §
Henri Christophe Augustiano III;; father;; remarried
Maria Dulchi Augustiano;; mother;; deceased

Claire Degras Benichi-Augustiano;; stepmother
SIBLINGS §
Henri Christophe Augustiano IV;; twin;; deceased
Richard Benedict Dulchi;; stepbrother;; college student
Angelo Mikel Augustiano;; twin;; six year old Italian Heir
Renaldo Armani Augustiano;; twin;; six years old

Other: {none

For my application to be approved, I know that: .living is easy with eyes closed.