COLE, desirae jetta

[desirae]

desiraejettacole

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TESTING, TESTING, ONE TWO THREE. ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO.
I'M rissa BUT I GUESS YOU MIGHT'VE ALREADY
KNOWN THAT LITTLE BIT. OR MAYBE NOT, WHO KNOWS. I'VE BEEN
ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT four YEARS. MORE OR LESS.
SO YEAH, I'M PRETTY fantabulous. I ALSO OWN no one at the moment
YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH pm SO YEAH. HAVE A GOOD DAY!

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TONIGHT WE LIE AWAKE, REMEMBER HOW THE COFFEE MADE US SHAKE

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( T H E B A S I C S )

( F U L L N A M E )[/COLOR] desirae jetta cole
( N I C K N A M E )[/COLOR] rae (she prefers that her friends call her that)
( A G E )[/COLOR] sixteen
( B I R T H D A Y )[/COLOR] may twentieth
( G R A D E )[/COLOR] junior
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )[/COLOR] heterosexual
( J O B )[/COLOR] student
( P O W E R )[/COLOR] she has the power over air and wind. she can control the air around her in anyway she wishes within a thirty foot radius. she also has the ability to make a small tornado around herself which gives her simulated "flight". however, she can only "fly" for a maximum of two minutes straight and the longer time she spends in the air, the more it drains her energy. instead of straight out flying, she usually just enhances her jumps because it uses less of her energy. it's also very hard to use her power in small spaces.

I'VE GOT YOUR PICTURE, I'M COMING WITH YOU, DEAR MARIA COUNT ME IN

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( A P P E A R A N C E )

( H A I R )[/COLOR] long wavy dark brown/black hair
( E Y E CO L O R )[/COLOR] chocolate brown eyes
( H E I G H T )[/COLOR] five feet, three inches
( W E I G H T )[/B][/COLOR] 115lbs
( T A T T O O S )[/COLOR] ABSOLUTELY NOT!
( P I E R C I N G S )[/COLOR] just her earst
( C L O T H I N G S T Y L E )[/COLOR] she doesn't have a definite style. one day she'll be in ripped jeans, a sweatshirt, and vans and the next day she'll have a dress on. it just depends on my mood.
( F A C E C L A I M )[/COLOR] demitria devonne lovato

MANAGE ME, I'M A MESS, TURN A PAGE, I'M A BOOK HALF UNREAD

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( P E R S O N A L I T Y )

( L I K E S )[/COLOR]

• people
  
• art
  
• music
  
• being outside
  
• friends
  
• family
  
• sports
  
• sunny days
  
• rain
  
• the beach
  
• boys

( D I S L I K E S )[/B][/COLOR]

• spiders
  
• small spaces
  
• bullies
  
• the cold
  
• mean girls
  
• gossip
  
• being bored
  
• doing poorly in school
  
• being alone
  
• her step mother (although she will never admit it)

( S T R E N G T H S )[/COLOR]

• she can control wind and air
  
• she gets along with people easily
  
• she is intelligent
  
• she is clever
  
• she is kind
  

( W E A K N E S S E S )[/B][/COLOR]

• she has a hard time using her power in small spaces
  
• she is too trustworthy
  
• she is too sensitive
  
• she hates being alone
  
• she can be very stubborn sometimes

( H O B B I E S / H A B I T S )[/COLOR]

• she loves to read
  
• she loves to play the piano, guitar, and drums
  
• she loves to sing
  
• she sometimes bites her nails when she nervous
  

( F E A R S )[/COLOR]

• fear of failure
  
• claustrophobia (under certain circumstances)
  
• arachnophobia
  

( S E C R E T S )[/COLOR]

• she has never gotten below a 95 on anything in school
  
• she has never kissed a boy
  
• she hates her step mother
  

( O V E R A L L )[/COLOR] desirae is a happy, hyper, outgoing girl. she loves being with people and she has the ability to get along with just about anyone. she is very kind and will help anyone in need, but she has a backbone as well and inst afraid to stick up for herself when she needs to. she is very smart and clever and strives for the best at everything she does. she maintains a perfect gpa at school and all the teachers love her. she fears spiders, small spaces and falure, and she is quite sensitive and trusts people way too easily. she is very music oriented. she can sing, play the piano, play the guitar, and play the drums. she also LOVES to read.

LEANING NOW INTO THE BREEZE, REMEMBERING SUNDAY HE FALLS TO HIS KNEES.

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( H I S T O R Y )

( M O M )[/COLOR] renae evalynn cole. died at age fourty.
( D A D )[/B][/COLOR] mitchel jamison cole. fifty-three. lawyer.
( S T E P M O M )[/B][/COLOR] susan marie nolan-cole. thirty eight. unemployed.
( O V E R A L L )[/B][/COLOR] desirae's personality has been the same since she was old enough to have a personality. no matter what she went through, she always stayed the same.

she lived a very normal life when she was a child. she loved her parents, especially her mother, very much. she had a lot of friends, and she already showed great potential in the arts and in school. she was an only child for a while, but when she was five, her mother got pregnant. it was going to be a boy. only a few days after desirae turned six her mother died tragically in a car crash, the baby dying along with her. desirae grieved over the loss of her mother, but she learned to live with out her over the years, and life returned to normal. or as normal as it could be without her mother.

a few years past and desirae slowly took over her mother's role in the house, helping out her father when ever she could. but when she was twelve, her father brought home a women. her name was susan nolan. she worked as a personal assistant for her father in the law firm, and they had fallen in love. however, from the moment desirae met the women, she knew susan only "loved" her father for his money. but she kept it to herself because her father seemed happy. after a year, susan and desirae's father got married, and all was well in the cole household. however, one day desirae happened to walk in on a phone call that susan was having with someone. she heard susan say talk about meeting someone at a hotel and then precede to talk about "dirty things" that she would do with that person.

desirae then realized that susan was cheating on her father. she got so enraged at susan, that she instintively shut her eyes, and clenched her fists. she imagined susan being slammed against a wall. when she opened her eyes she felt a gust of wind and she watched as her wish came true. unfortunately, in the process of granting her wish, the door, which desirae was standing behind to hide from susan, was blown open. susan saw desirae and immediately knew what happened.

desirae ran out of the room, and out of the house. she just kept running until she couldn't run anymore. then she came upon a public park and just sat on a bench and cried. she cried and cried until someone approached and said "are you desirae cole?" it was a police officer who was sent to look for her. he brought her home. once she arrived and the police officer left, susan told her father the story, saying that desirae was a freak of nature. her father was okay with her powers at first, but as time went on, and with the help of susan's constant nags, her father decided that they should send desirae away. so they sent her to Power's Academy.

( S A M P L E P O S T )[/B][/COLOR]

Desirae was bored. Completely and utterly bored. Dance practice had been canceled and she had finished all her homework. So after a few minutes of lying on her bed and looking at the ceiling, she decided to go out and draw.

She hopped of her bed and grabbed her sketchbook and a pencil of her, and stuffed it in the small backpack that was laying on the floor. She stuffed her sketchbook and pencil in it and slipped on a pair of Vans and left her room.

She exited the house into the garage, grabbing her bike. She glanced at her helmet, wondering if she should wear it, but then she decided against it because her desired destination was fairly close. She pressed the button to open the garage door and walked her bike out. She then keyed in the code on the keypad at the other side of the garage door and waited as it closed. Once it closed she hopped on her bike and rode off.

In about 15 minutes, Desirae reached her destination, the local park. It was a nice and warm, sunny day, a perfect day to draw outside. She walked her bike to a bench and leaned it again the side. She then sat down, looking around for something to draw when she spotted a few small children building a sand castle in the sand box. She smiled at the scene, remembering the days when she was their age and decided that she would draw it. She took the sketchbook and pencil out of her backpack and began to draw, unaware of the person approaching her.

YOU WERE FAKE, I WAS GREAT--NOTHING PERSONAL

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( C R E D I T S )

THIS LOVELY APPLICATION WAS MADE BY OMGWOLF?!
OF CAUTION 2.0! STEAL AND DIE, BITCH. KEEP THIS CREDIT HERE
AT ALL TIMES. ALERT ME IF IT RUNS AWAY. IT MIGHT DO THAT. HAVE FUN!
OH, AND BY THE WAY, THE LYRICS ARE CREDIT TO ALL TIME LOW. THEY'RE AWESOME.

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