Post by heels on Nov 8, 2009 18:01:59 GMT -5
jessica heather thomas
Oceanic Flight 192 Ship Manifest - - - -
Ticket purchased for Jessica Heather Thomas, at the age of nineteen.
Her last residence was Chicago, Illinois
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age: nineteen
date of birth: august the seventeenth, nineteen ninety.
eye color: chocolate brown
hair color: dark brown, almost black
height: 5'2
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{{Jessica is a very me kind of character. I tend to be extremely devoted to be playing the more promiscuous people because I find it easy. I guess it's because my personality is closely the same, minus the fact that I don't sleep with guys. But I do like to do a lot of the things that Jessica seems to be equally devoted to. I can't seem to live without my lipgloss either and if I was to accidentally walk past550 feet of my own house in the wrong direction, I would be completely lost. Not saying that I'm a complete idiot of course. I can write up a very pretty post if needed.
Jessica is a great character to play. She is absolutely fantastic to add sparks on the island. I don't really know what else to say. There's some big plans going on in my head involving her and a couple of other people. Mostly it's just Jessica sneaking into bed with Jay but without his consent. Literally begging Tom to give it to her good. Crying and making friends with Emily while bitching it out with Samantha. Ignoring the work going around her and complaining about the large numbers of insects in the environment. Yep, that's Jessica for you.
Now in order to make this section seem long and to further explain my thoughts on Jessica Thomas, here's a brief history of things that one might find interesting. It does however, skimp out on a lot of the stuff mentioned in the canon description, as I don't want to repeat what is already written.
So how does a normal average girl turn into a v-card hand out slut? Well it goes like this. Ever since she was small, Jessica was indulged with extreme girlishness. After all, having a father who was never there and a mother who was scared of her own shadow didn't who didn't really help much in the upbringing of her child didn't really lead Jessica to have a life of proper ladylike manners and excellent school grades. How she managed to pass her university introduction exam is still a complete mystery. Maybe it was the fact that she was obsessed with finding out how to construct her own lipstick flavor or if it was because she inputted "knows how to activity improve male student's charisma and confidence" in her skills section. Either way, the whole thing was very confusing to the young girl.
Having seen an extreme overload of sexual music videos and movies in her past, Jessica was a naturally very...let's say "loving" girl. She constantly asked guys to their bedrooms, drank til she was puking all over the floor and felt that lipgloss and mascara were a part of basic everyday needs. It was only 7 years ago when Jessica decided to first have sex. Many more incidents have happened since then, including multiple times with her boyfriend Brad to avoid the fists that would come if she didn't. She is luckily enough to avoid any STIs considering that most of Jessica's patrons never had sex before and was frankly quite new to everything.}}
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RP experience:more than you can count (2 years)
how did you find us?:i've had this site on my bookmarks since forever
age:dont ask
gender:female
rp sample:
（ （ I'm very sorry. I know you are expecting a post of at like 1000 words, but I don't feel content on writing anything IC right now considering I don't want to spoil anything. Please use the following as a sample. It is from another site I am from ) )
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[/quote]It had been nearly a day since brandon had seem Lisa. it was probably a good thing, considering that he was trying to avoid confronting her. There was nothing fun telling your sister that she should go up and abort the baby. Brandon knew she'd never agree, but yet she had too. It was all for the better good anyway. Lisa simply wasn't ready to go and take care of a child, especially when she herself needed taking care of. Her whole future would be changed by the birth of this child. She would no longer be able to attend the university she wanted. Chuck would neglect her and the baby, something common among teenage fathers. And then what? Brandon would have to step in. No wonder his brain hurt. All of this was too much for the twenty one year old. Abortion was the only solution. Lisa couldn't keep Chuck's baby any longer.
Brandon knew this would cause problems as well. Chuck would hate him, most presumably come over and beat the crap out of him. Lisa would be sad for weeks and weeks. The family vault would be empty (abortions aren't cheap you know) and then what? Brandon would be forced to take Lisa into consoling. The family would have to move to avoid Chuck and his team of anger-management requiring thugs. Brandon would have to recommend a new boyfriend to Lisa and he would have to take the time to look after them so they wouldn't end up like the previous. Brandon would force Lisa to buy boxes and boxes of condoms to avoid another baby incident. And whoever the new boyfriend was then required a long talking to by Brandon and his parents on how fragile their baby sister/daughter was, and how he had to treat her right or face the wrath of the Sullivan family. Thought swarmed Brandon's head, threatening himself to attend therapy. The whole situation was just too complicated. If only Lisa was more careful then none of this would have had happened. If only she had never met Chuck. If only, if only.
Feeling content that life needed to go on, Brandon unlocked the doors to the house. It was a Friday evening. He needed to put Lisa behind him for now. This was the prime time for him. He needed to get out and have a ball. To mentally prepare himself for everything that was about to come. Yes. That was what he was going to do. And with that thought in mind, Brandon stepped in.
He stepped into a dark living room. All the lights were off. The shades were closed. It looked like a horror movie. Brandon was completely caught off guard. What had happened? Had Chuck heard about the abortion from Alex, Brandon's best friend and only person he had talked to? Had Chuck then come rampaging through the house destroying everything in his path? Brandon became worried. If this was the case than Lisa was in trouble. Pausing to try the light switch (it had been ripped open and was now rendered useless), Brandon ran over to the phone, which (thank goodness) was still connected and working normally. With shaking fingers he dailed Lisa's cell. One ring. And then two. And then three. Brandon's heart sank. Next would be the answering device in Lisa's phone. But it never came. Instead everything stopped. The phone went dead.
He was shocked at first and then even more scared. The phone line had been cut. That meant someone else was in the house. Someone that shouldn't be there.
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