Post by Faith Lehane on Mar 7, 2008 16:27:46 GMT -5
FAITH LEHANE
BEHIND THE CHARACTER
NAME :: Sarah
AGE :: 15
EXPERIENCE :: Since I was 13 and 1/2
GENERAL
FULL NAME :: Faith Eliza Lehane
AGE :: 13
GENDER :: Female
YEAR/OCCUPATION :: Third Year
HOUSE ::
APPEARANCE&&PERSONALITY
DESCRIPTION :: Faith stands at 5"2 and is 13 years old. She is also just a little underweight, but all the same, she is muscular and sturdy. Her skin is always pretty tan, but during the winter it goes as pale as the snow. That was an exaggeration of course.
Faith wears really tight and low jeans, and she likes to wear cute shirts to go with it. She keeps her dark brown hair long, currently it is a couple inches past her shoulder and curls in tight waves. She also wears dark eyeliner and mascara which brings out her extreme dark brown eyes.
PLAYED BY :: Eliza Dushku
PERSONALITY :: Faith can be a really fun person to be around. She likes to go out and have tons of fun with friends, or maybe no so friends. She gets along with almost everyone, but she's a little finicky. If something doesn't really go her way, she gets a little irritated. She tries not to show it, but when it pushes her she'll start to yell about it.
She tries hard in her classes, but school doesn't come to her easily. Faith tries her best not be like her mother, but she can't help it. She has her own rebellious side to her. Like I've said, Faith just likes to have fun and is always out doing something, never inside doing work.
FLAWS :: ^^Lil rebellious
LIKES :: Boys
DISLIKES :: She dislikes a lot of people in general.
LIFE&&HISTORY
HISTORY Outside, alone, and in the cold a small, small girl stood in a mess of trees and a pile of mud. Her dark brown curly hair that extended to just above her hips was matted and tangled from the mud, and she barely wore anything warm on her body. Her mother didn't know she was out there, she probably forgot that her four year old daughter even existed at this moment in time. When Faith left the house her mother had an empty beverage bottle in her hand and was sleeping on the couch. She heard her name being called from up a hill out of the woods. It was her father! Faith had been waiting for him to come home from a long day of work, she had not been fed at all and knew that he would feed her. She ran up the hill, calling back to him and he met her at the opening of the woods. She was a complete mess, and after getting her inside and a long lecture to the toddler, he took her and cleaned her up.
Faith's mother was, and still is an alcoholic and abusive, but her father was that way too. Every night Dustin and Alicia would go out, party, and get drunk. When Dustin found out that Alicia was pregnant, he realized what his life really looked like; ugly. In hopes that Alicia would mature with him, Dustin proposed and they got married. Every day Dustin took in more and more responsibility for the mess that he got himself into; he got a job to support his family, he bought everything the baby would need, and he even stopped his filthy drinking habits. Alicia on the other hand, did not. Dustin begged her to stop drinking because she would miscarry if she didn't. Every time she would yell at the top of her lungs that she didn't care, following it with a cigarette. Luckily though, Faith was born prematurely on December 30.
When Faith was a newborn, Dustin didn't trust her to be alone with her mother all day while he went off to work, so he got her an all day nanny, and it was at the nanny's house. Faith went right onto a special bottle for premature infants and was barely ever touched by her mom. When she was 3 years old, Alicia protested and wished to keep her daughter at home with her, so Dustin dismissed the nanny from her job and Faith stayed at home. Faith was a confused child, what did she do wrong? Her mom was always yelling at her or hitting her for things she didn't do, or things she did on complete accident. I'm sorry that I was hungry mommy, and that I accidentally spilled the milk...
Faith wandered around outside half of the time, especially when her mother was in a rage. She just walked right out of the door. One day, a neighbor was the little child and took her in, almost 3 times a week the neighbor would bring Faith in and feed her. She too had a little boy age 5 named Brendon, but Faith called him Bear. That was somewhat of a routine, daddy would go to work, mommy would get mad, go over to the neighbors and play with Bear, play outside, go back home when daddy got home.
When Faith was 8 years old, she was sent up to her room after an unnecissary beating and during a normal evening fight. She heard loud crashes from the floor below and then she heard her father screaming at the top of his lungs. They were words that Faith had never heard from him before; mean, mean words. It was good for Faith to hear this though, because he was standing up for her yet again. He was always there to protect her and comfort her, but then the worst thing happened. The front door to their house slammed closed and she ran to her bedroom window. From there, she could see her father pulling out of the driveway quickly and speeding down the street. Faith believed that he would be back, but she didn't know when.
Month after month passed; he never came back. This forced Faith's mother to get a job. Faith matured at the age of 9. Her mother left at 6AM for work, and Faith was left at home to clean the dishes, pack her lunch, and go off to school. When she got home, she would struggle with homework and have a snack. Then, she would go outside and play with Bear and the other kids. Every evening her mother would get home and call Faith inside, Faith would get a nervous look in her eye as she headed towards her mother and to the front door. When Bear's mom was outside, she saw this, and occasionally she could see her being dragged inside faster by the arm. Every night Faith would have to cook the dinner after her mom bought the items Faith told her to get at the store, and if it was cooked wrong or not to Alicia's liking, she'd be punished with a good beating. Her mom forced her to wear long clothing to school to hide the bruises, and Faith suffered in the Los Angeles heat, especially during the spring.
When she was 11 and got her Hogwarts letter, she immediatley packed her belongings and headed out the front door. She left a very pretty letter for her mother, (This letter has the same spelling and grammar mistakes that Faith made.)
Dear Mom,
I went out to get YOUR mail today when I realised i had an envelope adressed to me. I read it and saw that i had been axcepted into a boarding school for "special" students. You thought I would never amount to anything and i'm out to prove you wrong. I hope you die and go to hell while i am gone at school, and if not... i will see you in the summer.
Much Hate,
Faith ♥
In the Hogwarts letter, it told Faith that she could share her secret with Bear's mother, that way she could have someone back home to care for her and someone Faith could write notes to. Faith went to her house and explained, she said goodbye to Bear as she entered the airplane terminal after being taken by his mother. She had very little bags as she headed on, but found her stay at Hogwarts to be the best time she'd ever had. She had fun there, people who became to be like her family, and she was taken well care of. She also got a pile of money from the school in which she bought her books and some decent clothes.
In the summer she will go back to her home in California, and resume the life that she had before, but now she knows how to fight back, and not stand for her mother's crap anymore.
FAMILY :: Dustin and Alicia Lehane
EVERYTHING ELSE
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RP SAMPLE :: OOC- This is from a real life High School RP and Faith was 15.
Faith walked off the bus and looked around. Of course it was still dark, and early too. Way too early for her to be up. Everyone seemed happy though. The way they ran at each other looked like they were long lost friends. Faith on the other hand didn't have many friends, but she smiled and began to walk around anyway. It was only 7:05AM., and period 1 didn't start until 7:30.
Faith wore dark blue jean shorts and a pink frilly t-shirt to go on top. Her backpack was the kind with one strap. It was black with pink skulls covering it and it was draped over her right shoulder. Her dark brown hair was down and wavy. It fell about 5 inches past her shoulders. She ran her hand through her hair and let it fall naturally around her face. Faith was looking around to find maybe someone that she knew, or someone who might want to hang out.
