Post by jacqueline "pixxie" savvage on Dec 7, 2008 14:50:34 GMT -5
►► Jacqueline Pixxie Savvage
► The Basics
Nicknames:
Jacqui, Pixxie, Jacq, Savvy, would prefer to be called Pixxie.
Age:
Nineteen
Height:
5' 4"
Weight:
113 lbs.
Hair Color:
usually pink, changes according to her mood (she dyes it often)
Eye Color:
gray, although they may change at times
Clothing Style:
known as scene, usually consists of odd pieces with unknown labels on them
Piercings: ears & nose
Member of what Band:
ice cream in terror
Instrament/Position:
rhythm guitar//backup vocals
PlayBy:
Audrey Kitching
Description:
Jacqueline, known to most as 'Pixxie', is definately not one to care about what others think of her. She dresses however she pleases, usually dressing in what most call "scene," but she'd never, ever label herself. She taught herself the bass guitar at age nine and has been playing since. Pixxie would much rather know that she was on tour with her band than to know she was stuck at home all year with her boring parents.
Pixxie's style usually includes brightly colored shirts/jeans/tights/shorts with contrasting colors layered on top in the form of other garmets or accesories. Her shoes are usually Converse high tops or stylish flats. Her clothes are usually found at vintage stores or Hot Topic. Her hair is usually no different from a bubblegum pink, although sometimes the pink will be accented with black or electric blue. Her eyes are a shocking gray, but times they will change to hazel. She is slenderly built, and seemingly slight. But has an attitude that makes up for her small stature.
► More Detailed
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears:
large, irritable dogs
being in the spotlight (serious stagefright if she's the only one on stage)
being the center of attention
Ambitions:
to stop harming herself
to finally be able to play the drums
control her extremely short-fused temper
Biggest Secret:
she put her mother in the ICU at the hospital at age 12.
Personality:
Skitzophrenia, speed, bi-polar disorder, and a hot temper do not mix well. Although Pixxie is a very pretty girl to look at, she is very ugly on the inside. She hides it well, though. Speed, and being bi-polar, mixed with a hot temper and small bouts of skitzophrenia do not make this girl exceptionally enjoyable to be around. She can be your best friend one minute and have a knife at your back the next. Well, damn, the girl has issues, right? Well, yeah, but she can also be a very trustworthy girl, as well. After she nearly killed her mother in her pre-teens, she has become very secretive and recluse. She usually will not open up to anyone.
Pixxie is known to be a bit eccentric and crazy, but she has also heard the words "unnerving" "annoying" "cranky" and "extreme" being used to describe her. Pixxie knows that she is usually on her extreme ups and downs because of her drug use. She is not dependant on the drugs, though. She is not a druggie...or so she tells herself. At times, there have been tell-tale signs of her drug use, but no one seems to care. It seems like everyone else in her band does something, whether that be cocaine, heroin, or ecstacy, they are all frequent buyers of some type of illegal drug. They all seem to be quiet about it, but it seems like they all have a sneaking suspicion that they all do something. But, they all know, that if meth is on the bus, Pixxie will slit their throat.
► Background
Family Members:
Rayven Michelle Savvage--16--Younger Sister
Aimee Skye Savvage--14--Younger Sister *deceased*
Evan Tellan Savvage--19--Twin Brother *deceased*
Jasper Blake Savvage--21--Older Brother
Aaron Blake Savvage--52--Father
Michelle Jacqueline Savvage--47--Mother
Marie Skylar Barquee--49--Aunt
Family History:
Aaron and Michelle were highschool sweethearts. They began dating when they were sophomores, and had a classic relationship. He would come and pick Michelle up at seven o'clock, right on time, for their dates, and, when it came to prom, Aaron was a perfect gentleman. But, as they continued to date, the hippie scene really hit 'em hard. Aaron became a druggie, doing various things in the hippie scene that really made Michelle mad. She almost always though of dumping him, but by the time Vietnam came and he was shipped off, she knew that when and if he came back, she'd marry him.
So, when Aaron returned in 1978, he asked Michelle for her hand in marriage. Michelle denied Aaron's first attempt to secure her hand. Finally, in spring of 1986, Aaron married Michelle Barquee and she became Michelle Jacqueline Savvage. Michelle and Aaron had their first child, Jasper Blake Savvage, in the summer of 1987. Using Michelle's great-grandfather's first name and Aaron's middle name to name their first child. Three years later, in 1990, Michelle gave birth to twins, Evan Tellan and Jacqueline Pixxie Savvage. Evan died naught two months after his birth. Jacqueline has never known about her twin brother. Rayven Michelle Savvage was born in the fall of 1993, and, finally, Aimee Skye Savvage was born in January of 1994.
In 2006, Aimee Skye was messing around with meth with some friends behind of her school. At twelve, she had no idea that it was illegal or that it could kill her. Pixxie recieved a call on her cell phone from one of Aimee's friends, an hour and thirty minutes after Aimee had left their house. stating that Aimee had collapsed and they had no idea what was the matter. They had just been "messing around." Aimee was announced "DOA" or "dead on arrival" once she reached the hospital. Pixxie has never forgiven anyone for killing her innocent little sister. After the autopsy was preformed, it was discovered the Aimee had been killed by an overdose of meth. Pixxie has been messed up ever since.
Rayven has always been the nicest to Pixxie after Aimee's death. Her brother, Jasper, hasn't been as supportive of Pixxie's problems. He has been quite rude, calling her crazy and such. Pixxie despises her elder brother.
Band History:
Ice Cream In Terror was a happy accident. They had all been friends for going on, like, five years, when their lead singer suggested that they make a band in their free time, although they didn't have much of it. They knew that they were a complete gamble for the tour. And the tour managers knew it, too. But, they were acccepted anyway. Thier sound is a lot like Fall Out Boy meets Panic At The Disco.
► Extra Information
Extra Details:
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Rules Word:Metro Station
RP Example: {{Different charrie from a different site}}Jaquiline rose, streaching out of her bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked around her black, silver, and red room. She kicked off her black comforter and rolled out of bed. She dressed in pale tan johdpurs, a light blue tank top, and dark oil leather riding boots. Jaquiline made her way to her closet and grabbed her riding crop off of a hanger. She walked to the neighboring bedroom and peeked in on her younger brother, Jasper. Even though Jasper was eighteen, Jaquiline still fussed over him like he was a child. Jasper's hair was askew and he was mumbling something in his sleep about a purple dolphin. Jaquiline smiled and closed the door. When Jaquiline was nineteen, and Jasper only sixteen, Jasper had been in a devestating car accident, and his memory of everything that had happened before his accident became blurry. It wasn't full-blown amnesia, because he still remembered his name, and other essentials, but he didn't remember what he had done the day before. He didn't remember that he was dating his best friends ex-girlfriend. He didn't remember this birthday two weeks before the accident. But, everything after his accident was as clear as his memory was before the accident.
Jaquilne smiled to herself again as she walked to the bathroom. She washed her face and brushed her hair and teeth. She pulled her blonde hair up into a ponytail and walked downstairs to the kitchen. After grabbing a bottle of water, and getting a drink of iced tea, she walked outside into the dim light of dawn. She and Jasper had finally imported their horses from their old stable in Ireland, where they had spent two years of their lives with their Great-Aunt Velma. Therefore, Jaquiline's favourite stallion, a large Belgian by the name of Armani was avalible for her to ride again. She walked to the stallion barn and was greeted by a whicker from Armani's stall. The large horse swung his head over the edge of his stall door and thrust his nose at Jaqui as she passed. She laughed softly and brought Armani's tack out, putting it on a swing-out saddle rack attactched to Armani's stall door. She unlocked Armani's door and walked into the stall with her horse. She grasped his dark blue nylon halter by the cheek strap and led him into the asile, clipping the crossties to his halter. She stroked his velvety nose and began to groom him. First, knocking off dirt with the curry comb, and then getting the smaller pieces of dirt with a dandy brush. She laughed as Armani grunted as she lifted one of his huge hooves to pick them out. "How did you get so dirty, Armani? You were only out in the paddock for a few hours yesterday and you got FILTHY!" Jaq teased her horse and finished grooming him. She slid the sheepskin saddlepad over his palomino coat and pushed the deep-set Jumping saddle onto the saddlepad. She buckled his girthstrap as a mare from the mare barn whinnied loud and clear. The big Belgian whinnied back. "Oh, Armi, you're so obnoxious!" Jaqui said and stroked her stallion's neck, unclipping his halter and sliding on his bridle. He took the bit with ease. Jaquilne led Armani outside and mounted up before walking him to the outdoor arena, where a set of six jumps were set up. Armani hadn't been jumped much, but when he did, he did it amazingly. He would be a good match for Kingwood's Freisian stud, Grandeur... Jaquilne thought to herself. When she was plotting the landscape for Juniper, she had gone to the neighboring stalbe, Kingwood and spoken to a Jen Cagle about where their property line was. While she was there, she saw a pair of stable hands, whom appeared to both be black-haired and riding stable horses in the ring. The boy, whom Jaqui later knew to be called Gerard was riding a large, beautiful stallion by the name of Grandeur. The girl's horse wasn't nearly as impressive. It appeared to be an Irish SportHorse cross mare. Perhaps the cross was with a Warmblood? The grullo coloring of the mare through everything off though.
Jaquilne clucked to Armani and off they went.
{{|OOC| if there are any questions, i was told by Caprice that this charrie could take the place of a canon on the band list. she is taking the rhythm guitar//backup vocals position in ice cream in terror. thank you.}}
