Post by jordan on Jan 14, 2012 17:27:12 GMT -5
BLAKELY, JORDAN NICOLE
Oceanic Flight 192 Ship Manifest - - - -
Ticket purchased for JORDAN BLAKELY, at the age of TWENTY-ONE.
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How Did You Find Us?: the proboards support site
Character Face-Claim: Miranda Kerr ( Max approved this )
Avatar Image:1, 2, or 3
Estimated Level of Activity: very active on nights and weekends, semi-active the rest of the time [/ul]
CHARACTER VISION:Actually, I originally chose Samantha, but I hit a wall when I realized that I had no clue how to make her develop and change into someone new, or even get new traits. After her, Jordan caught my eye because I love characters who are manipulative, but I’ve never tried to make one so I figured she’d be a nice change of pace and a challenge. I find her so interesting because she’s one of those people who I picture watching new reports about crashed planes and says “pssh, so what? I could have created a civilization there and all they did was eat coconuts.”
I think from the beginning, Jordan is going to act weak and a little dense so that she can earn the trust of the others while she plans her dastardly deeds (Mwah ha ha). She probably won’t explain to anyone her life as a con artist and she’ll just play along with whatever the majority wants for the beginning. Once she starts getting closer with the rest of the group, she’s going to do little things, when no one is looking. Making sure that she always knows where things are hidden, stealing tiny amounts of whatever she can so that no one will notice it’s disappearing, finding new hiding places for the things she steals.
One idea that I would love for Jordan is I want her to at one point get sick of everyone and attempt to stage a mutiny, but having one of the other “bad kids” be the visible leader so that no one could blame her, or at least have enough proof to blame her. Whenever people start to suspect her or blame her, she’s going to definitely claim to be the victim or just intimidate the person until they learn to leave her alone. Another idea that is slowly forming is she might actually grow to like her fellow castaways and be completely stumped about what to do when her plan of just looking out for herself becomes entangled with wanting to actually be friends with the others.
'WHO'S WHO?' BLURB:Meet Jordan Blakely. Jordan isn’t the girl who has everything, but she’s working on that. Ambitious, manipulative, and smart, she will stop at nothing when it comes to getting what she wants. Her lying got her through college and now she’s determined to get off the island. She’s keeping her head down for the moment, waiting for an opportunity to come along. Plane crash or not, Jordan isn’t going to put aside her evil ways until she has everything.
WRITTEN AUDITION:Jordan’s eyes flickered squint through at a blue sky. Her first instinct was to close her eyes again and deal with whatever was burning later, but she was confused. She had gotten on a plane to New Zealand with the extra money, then… then, she couldn’t remember. She had probably fallen asleep or something. It took a few seconds for her to notice the screaming. Jordan knew she should help in a perfect world, but for the moment, she was more concerned about herself. She opened her mouth to cry for help, but closed it again before she could. She might not be able to trust these people; one never could be quite sure.
Her fingers dug into the sand and she sat up slowly, wincing as her head cried out for mercy. Yes, the plane had crashed. It was hard for her to see through the smoke and the distance, but some of them had appeared to escape relatively unscathed. She slumped back down into the sand to wait and figure out what to do. Jordan wasn’t sure what was going on with the others, but she was saving her strength for the moment. Even if she didn’t make it to the larger group and the plane quickly, it would give her time to sort out what was going on. She knew that this was most likely an island, but beyond that, she was clueless. Jordan had a quiet theory working out in the back of her mind. There couldn’t be any normal residents, she was relatively sure of that. If there were, they would certainly have noticed a plane crashing onto their island.
For a second, she considered wandering off on her own, but discarded the idea. The people who had survived would at least have some supplies, hopefully, that could be salvaged from the plane. There was a piece of glass protruding from her arm and another embedded in her right leg, though, which needed some kind of medical attention. With any luck, someone would know how to safely take them out. Besides, if she later decided she couldn’t trust the rest of them, she could always steal the supplies and disappear.
As a last attempt for other options, Jordan reached for her phone, automatically searching in her pocket where her phone had always been. It was gone now though. Jordan stood up unsteadily, ignoring the protests of her legs. She began stumbling towards the plane and the strangers near it. After a few steps she could tell she wasn't going to get all the way to the plane. She had apparently fallen a little ways away from the plane during the crash. There were other people there who she could hear talking, but they were too far for her to hear their words. Jordan had a sinking feeling that even if she miraculously found her phone, it wouldn't do much good without service, but she kept walking for a few more feet before giving up and sitting back onto the sand.
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