RICHARDSON, annika rose

[annika rose richardson.]

ANNIKAROSERICHARDSON

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TESTING, TESTING, ONE TWO THREE. ALRIGHT, HERE WE GO.
I'M RENEA AND IN THE CHATANGO I GO BY LADYNAYELI BUT I GUESS YOU MIGHT'VE ALREADY
KNOWN THAT LITTLE BIT. OR MAYBE NOT, WHO KNOWS. I AM FEMALE AND I'VE BEEN
ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT SIX YEARS. MORE OR LESS.
SO YEAH, I'M PRETTY GOOD. I ALSO OWN NO OTHER CHARACTERS
YOU CAN REACH ME THROUGH PRIVATE MESSAGE 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] ANNIKA ROSE RICHARDSON
( N I C K N A M E )[/COLOR] ANNI ROSE
( A G E )[/COLOR] TWENTY ONE YEARS OLD
( B I R T H D A Y )[/COLOR] DECEMBER ELEVENTH
( G R A D E )[/COLOR] TEACHER
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )[/COLOR] STRAIGHT
( J O B )[/COLOR] SECRETARY
( A L L E G I E N C E )[/COLOR] POWER’S ACADEMY
( P O W E R )[/COLOR] FIRE CONTROL – THOUGH SHE CAN NOT PRODUCE FLAME OR A BLAZE, SHE CAN CONTROL IT AND MAKE IT LARGER OR SMALLER, HOWEVER, THIS DOES REDUCE HER ENERGY. CONSTANT PRACTICE AND USING, ALLOWS HER TO STRENGTH HER ENDURANCE, HOWEVER, SHE DOES HAVE TO DO DAILY WORK OUT TO KEEP STRONG FOR WHEN SHE HAS TO DO IT ON A LARGE SCALE.

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] BLONDE, HOWEVER, SOMETIMES DYED FOR DIFFERENT OCCASION. MOST THE TIME, WORN STRAIGHT, AFTER BEING STRAIGHTEN, OR NATURAL, WHICH HOLDS A SLIGHT CURL. WORN IN PONY-TAILS OR LOOSE. GOES PAST HER SHOULDERS.
( E Y E CO L O R )[/COLOR] GREEN-HAZEL
( H E I G H T )[/COLOR] FIVE FOOT, FIVE INCHES
( W E I G H T )[/B][/COLOR] ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FIVES POUNDS
( T A T T O O S )[/COLOR] AROUND HER NECK LOOKS LIKE DOG TAGS, WITH HER LATE HUSBAND’S NAME AND THEIR MARRIAGE DATE ALONG WITH ARMY WIFE
( P I E R C I N G S )[/COLOR] EARS, ONE HOLE IN BOTH
( C L O T H I N G S T Y L E )[/COLOR] VERY SIMPLE AND MODEST. DARK COLORS, BUT NOT THE UNHAPPY DARK, JUST THE NATURAL COLORS.
( F A C E C L A I M )[/COLOR] HILARY DUFF

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] SOLDIERS, NATURE, FIRE, HER HUSBAND, ALABAMA, FAMILY, FRIENDS, POWER’S ACADEMY, THE BEACHES IN HAWAII, SWIMMING, CAMPING, MUSCLE CARS AND SPORTS CAR.
( D I S L I K E S )[/B][/COLOR] WAR, DEATH, DESTRUCTION, PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT OPEN MINDED, WINTER(TO A POINT), MURDER, UNJUSTICE, SPIDERS, SCORPIONS, BEES AND WASP, HIKING.
( S T R E N G T H S )[/COLOR] SINGING, WRITING, TALKING, SWIMMING, CHARMING, LOVING
( W E A K N E S S E S )[/B][/COLOR] MEMORIES, CHILDREN, SOLDIERS, IMAGES OF WAR, SAD MOVIES AND BOOKS
( H O B B I E S / H A B I T S )[/COLOR] WRITING STORIES, PAINTING, PHOTOGRAPHY
( F E A R S )[/COLOR] NEVER KNOW OF HER HUSBAND’S DEATH; DIE ALONE; BEING BITTEN BY SPIDER/SCORPION
( S E C R E T S )[/COLOR] THAT SHE IF GIFTED; HER COMPLETE PAST
( O V E R A L L )[/COLOR]
Once known as a happy, fun loving young lady, this girl was the best of friends to everyone. Annika was always willing to take the blame if her friends had something to lose and tried her best to keep secret, like, sneaking out of the school at night. She was always willing to go on some form of adventure, but never did anything that would harm others or herself. She never did anything illegal and always told her friends not to do it either. She was slightly shy when she met cute guys and they came to her. She was never the prettiest, so she has always been modest about her look, never showing off about her body, even when she went swimming. It is not that she hated her body, but she just didn’t like guys looking at her like a piece of meat. She would rather read books and take pictures when showing off for guys. Of course, not everyone can be perfectly nice and she is not, though very understanding and determined, she has her off days. One some days, she has a lot of frustrating going through her mind, sometimes, it is just the normal PMS that women have while they are growing up. She was the normally teenage girl, with problems, crushes, anger issues when she got to that certain age, and the want to have the perfect life.

After she finished Power’s Academy, she left, being that happy girl, traveling all the way back to Alabama. Her family knew of her gift, said it was always good to have someone like that. She loved her family, had fun with them, but had her troubles. It was there, she became a woman and also, a even funner young lady. She became a loving wife to a United States Army Soldier, a Mechanic and someone who loved his cars. She was in deep love and everywhere they went, she was happy, but only two years later, the happy, fun loving girl was gone when her husband went MIA(missing in action) in the deserts of Afghanistan. The day she found out, her mood quickly changed… She became a depressed person, crying nightly and even every morning. She slept with his dog tags and when she finally got his belongs in Hawaii, it worsened. Now, though happy on occasions, she is still depressed and hard 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] ALEXANDRIA MARY GATHER. FIFTY ONE YEARS OLD. OFFICE MANAGER.
( D A D )[/B][/COLOR] KENNETH DAVID BECKER. FIFTY YEARS OLD. TRUCK DRIVER.
( S I S T E R S )[/B][/COLOR] NONE BIOLOGICAL
JILLIAN ANN LEE-RICHARDSON. NINETEEN. SISTER IN LAW. DANCE TEACHER
ALICIA MARIE RICHARDSON. EIGHTEEN. SISTER IN LAW. COLLEGE STUDENT
( B R O T H E R S )[/B][/COLOR] DAVID BRYCE BECKER. NINETEEN. COLLEGE STUDENT. WOULD LIKE POWER, BUT IS SOMEONE WANTS TO PLAY, THEY DON’T HAVE TO. ALSO, INTERESTED IN MILITARY OR MIX MARTIAL ARTS(UFC)
( O T H E R )[/B][/COLOR] JAMES DAVID RICHARDSON. TWENTY ONE YEARS OLD. MECHANIC IN US ARMY. NON-POWER. MISSING IN ACTION.
( P E T S )[/B][/COLOR] PROMISE (AUSTRAILIAN SHEPARD) THREE YEARS OLD, BLUE MERLE COLORED
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Born in a small town known as Shelby, Alabama, Annika was the first child in the Becker House Hold. She had a large family, in fact, her father had two siblings with three kids each, both we two boys and one girl, and her mother had three siblings, one with three boys, the youngest only three months older then her, another with two older girls ten years older then her, and then one other with a boy and girl ten years or so older then her. She loved all her family and her father’s side was very protective of her. She was raised to be outgoing and fun by all her cousins. As a young child, she could be seen out with the boys of the family and their friends, playing football in the yard, sometimes even with her shirt tucked in her diaper. Everyone lover her.

She was even blessed with a young brother two years later, named David Bryce after his grandfathers. From a early age, they were fighting, but deep down, they loved each other. She was put in school when she was six years old, but it was around then that weird things started to happen. It was when she was in second grade that the class had a story reading time and the teacher began reading a book for Halloween. She lit a candle to give effect. Annika was drawn to the flame and she watched it, not knowing she was wishing it to change to make herself see the story in the flame. She did not realize it until her teacher moved her from a grown flame on some decorations on the ceiling. The teacher told of what happened and her parents were worried. For years, they had heard of children having powers, but they had never heard of their own child. It was then that they started looking for help and it was by grace that they found Power’s Academy.

Annika Rose’s family knew of such things, they were gonna protect her from anything. They all vowed to protect their youngest cousin and watched as someone came and picked her up from the house to take her to her new school. Each summer, she went home and she fell in love with the school. She learned to use her power right, but it was hard at first. At first, they thought she could produce flame, but she never could do it and they thought that it had never happened, until the saw her looking at a candle someone had lit and watched how it grew bigger. They started teaching her how to control and noticed that it always made her tired if she made it grow too big or if she tried to make a big fire go out. It took more energy, so they started helping her by getting her endurance up. It was when she was ten years old that she was able to start controlling fire with some ease, but it was still hard.

Each year, she got better. The friends she made would be trying to plan ways of escape when she was just trying to master her gift, or writing something, either a letter or a song, but then again, she could also be caught with a camera, taking pictures of all her friends and having fun. She loved her friends more then anything and wanted to always help them. She warned them quickly each year, the same thing. ”Go, have fun, but if your sneaking out, don’t come to me for help… Or, if you are planning something stupid.” They always knew it was the truth and they did not even attempt to invite her on their sneak outs, or other things.

Annika was able to fully master her ability when she was fifteen years old. She was constantly working out every morning and evening, building her strength and getting herself prepared for her test. She made sure all her grades were up and at night, used a candle to practice on. Though, it was a small practice, it allowed her to control a flame and make it bigger or smaller. Finally, she was able to take a test to see if she could handle herself and with flying colors, she was able to handle herself to big flames, but she slept the next day away, trying to regain her energy. She soon became someone to help younger children with the same ability and when she was eighteen, was offered a job, but she denied. ”I want to go home first before I take on a job.” They seemed to understand and she headed home.

Her first few weeks were great, she went to small parties and had pool parties with old friends. None knew of her power, only her family. She would go out with everyone and that was how she met someone she would never forget again. It was the night she went to a large party in a town known as Helena. Her hands were holding a normal Dr. Pepper, since she never cared to drink beer and it was all they had. She had seen him looking at her and she only smiled softly at him. He could not help but look at her, she was beautiful and different. She finally saw him coming and her friends were pushing her to talk to him. So, she did. It was not long before they were dating for a year and then engaged, but she knew she had to tell him, so she asked him one day, what he thought about the rumors of people with powers? Gift? She was surprised when he said that he thought they were kind of cool.

She told him and she was welcomed into his arms and told that he loved her no matter what. She had found out when they met he was in the military and she knew she wanted to be with him. He was gonna be restationed after this year. ”Helena is where I grew up, but they finally found me a place to be stationed.” She was shocked at first, but she understood. They were married one month before they moved to Wheeler Army Airfield in Hawaii. She was happy to be living in Paradise and she started making friends quickly, however, only three months there, he was being deployed to Afghanistan and her heart was hurting. She was scared, but he insured that he would be okay. For the first week, she was a wreck, going through deployment was hard, but as she got further and further, it grew easier to cope. She contacted old friends back at Power’s and even made some new ones in Hawaii.

Four months into the deployment and she came to their small home to see two uniformed men waiting. She knew what it meant and she was told her husband was missing in action. She was horrified, but they insure they were doing everything they could. After a long month, they gave up and she was told that she would have to move back home, but they would help and they did. She was sent back to Alabama and each time, was hard. She was sleeping with his uniform, crying herself to sleep and begging for it not to be true. Her husband was gone… They held a funeral for him, but no body was there, it was just a service. She took the flag with care and looked at it, knowing he was gone, but in her heart, begging for him to come home. It was not but a few months later, she was calling the school, asking for a job and being granted one as a Secretary. She did not mind and she started packing everything she needed. She has been here ever since, but her depressed state can easily be seen.

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The sun was just rising and the brush was already running through her hair. She was normally one of the first up, she had to go for a run every morning to keep her strength and endurance up if she was gonna be a good, strong gifted person. Annika put the brush down, her blond hair pulled into a neat pony-tail and her hazel eyes looking at the dog tags that held her husband’s name on them. They nearly matched the tattoo around her neck and she pulled them over her head. She pulled on the shoes next, her hands tying the laces into a cute note and then her body standing. She had a couple of hours, so she figured she could take a loop around the school grounds two or three times and then catch a shower. She looked at her bedside table, the flag that represented her husband was easy to see and she could not help but let out a sigh, pushing some loose hair from her face.

She had to quit thinking about the past, it was the past, but she could never put it completely behind her. She walked out her bedroom, closing the door and heading down the stairs to the bottom floor and then out the door. She smiled at one of the other teachers who was making the last patrol of the evening or morning and then she started off at a easy jog. She had not stretched, but she knew she was not going fast enough or hard enough to cause any damage. James would be nagging her about it. ”Your gonna pull a muscle Baby.” She smiled as his voice echoed in her own mind, but she kept going, the sound of his tags clinging together and hitting her back was comforting.

It seemed as she ran, her face expression softened and her body loosened easily. She was tired, but she wanted to do better then she was. It had been over a year and she knew she needed to get his memory from her own mind. She knew she would never forget him, but she knew she needed to move on, but that was not gonna happen any time soon. Her cousins always tried to set her up with a guy, but each time they did, it never worked out. She smiled as she kept going, seeing a few kids up ahead and moving past them at a easy pace. ”Hey Ms. Richardson!” She waved her hand. She could hear them whispering about her, but it was not bad, it was concern about her depressed mood. She knew everyone saw it, but at least it was better then before, when she cried herself to sleep just thinking of him. Now, she could think of him and smile, wishing he was here.

YOU WERE FAKE, I WAS GREAT--NOTHING PERSONAL

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( C R E D I T S )

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AT ALL TIMES. ALERT ME IF IT RUNS AWAY. IT MIGHT DO THAT. HAVE FUN!
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