Post by Lenne Casein on Aug 15, 2009 0:33:12 GMT
The Role-player
NAME: Leara Curoe
GENDER: Female
AGE: 19
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: I've role played since 2005
HOW YOU FOUND US: …Blake...
Lenne Casein
“People often say I hide behind my camera, but I think, I just like the see the world that exists, only through my camera.”
“Pictures are like memories, everyone remembers what happened. Why they took the picture, and how they felt. I want to keep those memories. Taking pictures is the only way.”
NAME: Leara Curoe
GENDER: Female
AGE: 19
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: I've role played since 2005
HOW YOU FOUND US: …Blake...
Lenne Casein
“People often say I hide behind my camera, but I think, I just like the see the world that exists, only through my camera.”
“Pictures are like memories, everyone remembers what happened. Why they took the picture, and how they felt. I want to keep those memories. Taking pictures is the only way.”
character basics
NICKNAMES: Linn
AGE: 16
GROUP: Student
YEAR: year 11
BIRTHDAY: September 10th
GENDER: Female
PLAY-BY: creidheAppearance
Lenne is short for her age, sitting at a stunning 5'3. Though well aware of her stature, she has never found it to be a large standing problem. She has never wished to be taller, though she has teased for her height in the past. She finds her height to be a great asset, for being small has many advantages. She is also as well aware that it is a part of her she can not change, so just blindly wishing for a growth spurt too accrue at her age, is like asking a seed to turn into at tree over night. After all once girls turn fourteen they tend to stop growing, unlike men who continue to grow until their late teens.
Adjacent with Lenne’s short stature, her baby face has never helped, when trying to convince anyone that she is not in grade school. Many times has Lenne’s age been guessed wrong by passers by, when Lenne was young she never enjoyed that small aspect of her physical features, in fact it was the only thing about herself that she really wished that she could change. But lately she has found that she is more of less use to the comments about her age. After so many years of the same thing most people become used to everything
Her body is slender, but not thin, she has no real figure to speak of, but she is not quite as strait as a board, she is mostly average in a sense (besides her height). Her hair is long, down to her mid back, and naturally it rests in a sad strait state often falling into her eyes, even when it parted down the middle. She wears little to no make-up, the most she ever worn is lip gloss and eye liner coupled with mascara.
Lenne’s usual wear consist of large plane, blue gray, woolen sweater that had once belonged to her mother. While it is easy to tell the sweater has been through its fair share of hardships, but Lenne could never bring herself to through it away. The clothes she wears vary, from tee-shirts to tank tops, her pants are usually slightly flared denim jeans, but the color changes on occasion. There are only two items that Lenne keeps on her person at all times, the first is her camera. The camera changes depending on where she is, like while she is in class it’s a small pocket sized digital camera, while outside she keeps her larger professional landscape camera. Her more precious item is a small silver cross necklace, given to her back her mother. The cross its self is plane, no design on it what so ever, also there are zero defining features, it’s just a plane old silver cross.
Lastly, Lenne bares multiple scars, from the car crash that claimed her parent’s life, but rarely are they seen due to the years that have passed, as well as dousing them with vitamin E. Many line her arms and legs, one scar is clear on her left leg when she broke it, and the only one that is ever seen is the only one on her face. It sits high up on the right side of her forehead ascending into her hairline, most of times it is hidden by her hair.
Personality
Saying that Lenne is reserved, is not quiet the way that anyone that know her would put it, timid, nervous, cautious, or maybe just flat out afraid of everything around her, so says some of her lovely family members. Lenne would just call herself timid, nothing more. Though she can’t deny that she is jumpy, more then a normal girl nowadays, but she has never found it really a problem, though many would say otherwise.
Lenne along with being jumpy she is also very easily startled. Anyone even just saying her name to get her attention will cause her to jump. Now imagine walking up behind her without her knowing that you’re there. Because of this she is a prime target for her other classmates teasing rampages. Though that is not the reason they would think to tease her.
The only time Lenne is not easily started, is when she using her camera. No one has been able to explain it, not even Lenne. But when ever her face is hidden behind her lens, nothing seems to bother her. She has always felt that she was a different person when it comes to her camera. Her camera for the past seven years has acted as her life line.
Lenne has a phobia of once again losing her memories, so to compensate for it, she takes pictures of just about everything in her life as to try and back but memory. Even though many have told her that doing so is futile she continues to take pictures of anything that she find ‘worth’ remembering.
Other then her camera Lenne doesn’t have any other hobbies to speak of, in her spare time she cleans her camera, and develops what ever film, though she rarely uses old cameras anymore. She’ll also take many pictures of her room when ever she does anything different as well as the sunset every night. It became habit for her when her grandmother told it was a sign that she lived through the day.
Lenne is very expressive with everything she does. As a result it is easy to tell what Lenne is feeling at the time, she has never been able to hide things from anyone, and so lying is out of the question. But with being as expressive as she is she is clear cut and easy to read. Anyone in the world is able to tell what she’s feeling, she smiles when she’s happy, her face drops when she’s sad, and she glares when she’s angry.
Other then her timid nature she is normal as normal as can be. Although she doesn’t talk much, once she starts talking, she doesn’t have much problem, other then she is never really sure what to talk about.
Family & History
FATHER: Alex, 38, deceased
MOTHER: Elaine, 36, deceased
SIBLINGS: Ryan, 2, deceased
OTHER FAMILY:
Grandmother: René, 62, from Lenne’s mothers side
Grandfather: Andrew, 65, from Lenne’s mothers side
HISTORY:
Eight years ago, she lost everything that had even meant anything to her; her mother who had loved and raised her, her father who she ran to and who protected her, her little brother who she held dear and who she had just gotten to know, and her memories.
The day had stared out normal; at least, that is what Lenne had come believe, since she was unable to remember anything before she pulled herself out of the car. But her grandmother and grandfather remember what happened that day, for Lenne and her family had come to see them before they went on a family trip up to see Lenne other grandparents on her father’s side. Elaine, Lenne’s mother had always called her mother in law the crazy one of the family, as did René, Lenne’s grandmother though they all got along fine.
They had told her that they ate lunch together; small Ryan threw a fuss for the entire meal. Lenne smiled and was happy to see her other grandparents, she had loved them just as she loved her mother’s parents, and could not wait to see them.
Afterwards they said there goodbyes and made there way down the road. After that no one really knows what happened. The next thing Lenne remembered is waking up in the back seat of the family car. Lenne’s eyes filled with tears as pain rushed through her small eight year old body. She knew her leg was broken she didn’t even have to look to know that it was.
Lenne was never sure how but she some how made it out of the car and found her way to the street. She found herself sitting on the doted line not sure what to do. It didn’t take long for a car to appear. A man appeared in front of her and asked many questions, when ever Lenne tired to answer she could never find the answer, only one question could she answer
“Where did you come from?” The man asked her, his tone showing that he was scared. Lenne knew this one after all it was all that she knew. She turned and pointed towards the forest where the car had careened into a tree. The man’s wife was at Lenne’s side trying to clean her bloody face. After that everything was blurred together, it wasn’t until a few days after she had arrived at the hospital, when her grandparents showed up to clam her.
They tired everything they could to help regain Lenne’s memory but so far they have had no luck. Lenne felt miserable, knowing that she didn’t have a past ate at her, but she found herself more afraid of losing her memory again that she found herself not wanting to get anymore memories. It wasn’t until her grandfather came up with the idea to give Lenne his old camera. It was her grandmother who gave her the idea to take a picture of the sun set every night, to show that she live through another day.
Lenne has lived a fairly peaceful life since, even with the looming fear of losing her memory.Dream Form
Lenne’s dream form is a physical manifestation of what she believed she was before the crash. He grand mother had told her that she had always tried to make people smile, and Lenne had imagined herself as a vintage clown, one that was happy and willing to do anything to make people smile.
But the anger the that Lenne has been hiding away for the past eight years, have slowly began to warp her mind, making her dream self appear as a black joker instead of a white clown. Slowly it has even warped her dream self’s personality, while she is still happy, and is trying to make everyone smile, she has now become more and more twisted, making her seem like some crazy being running around the dream realm.
Though Lenne has found some ways to control her anger so she does not try to destroy the dream realm, by being allowing her happier self run free and do as she wishes then Lenne is able to keep a strong hold over her more angry side. Though it is almost imposable to keep a full hold on that part of herself so that is why she appears as a black jester, and as well as her changing personality.
