Post by Janie Jo Minark on Mar 12, 2013 18:54:47 GMT -6
J A N I E JO M I N A R K !
be careful making wishes in the dark ,
[/i][/color][/size][/font]be careful making wishes in the dark ,
d a r k, c a n 't b e s u r e w h e n t h e y 'v e h i t t h e i r m a r k, m a r k. a n d b e s i d e s i n t h e
mean, mean time i'm just dreaming of tearing you apart. i'm in the de-details with the devil[/color][/font]
[/color] Janie Jo MinarkFull Name:
Nicknames: Jane, JJ
Age: 17
Birthdate: May 5th
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Female
Problem: Suicidal
Grade: 11th
Clique(s): Loner
Classes:
so now the world can never get me ?[/i][/color][/size][/font]
o n m y l e v e l. i j u s t g o t t o g e t y o u o u t o f t h e c a g e. i 'm a y o u n g l o v e r 's r a g e
gonna need a spark to ignite. my songs know what you did in the dark. so light 'em up, up,[/color][/font]
[/color] Feet and InchesHeight:
Weight: 130
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Notable Features: She had a freckle on the right side of her nose that is often mistaken for a piercing
Play-By: Natalie Portman
General Description: Janie's loose, brown curls come to a tumbling stop just above her shoulder blades. She likes to keep it out of her face and does this by either pushing it back with a thin, black headband, or a multitude of brown hair pins. To change things up a bit, she sometimes wears her hair in a tight, neat little bun just below the top of her head.
Jane likes to wear pastel colours accompanied with black, grey or brown. She very rarely dresses in t-shirts and jeans, figuring that they look rather 'slouchy' and 'untidy'. Even on casual days, she dresses in slacks or a skirt, however, if she knows she is to get dreadfully messy, she will, somewhat reluctantly, settle for jeans.Around her neck you will always find a thin silver chain that was given to her by her brother.
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up light 'em up up up. light 'em up ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
u p, u p. i ' m o n f i r e. s o l i g h t 'e m u p, u p, u p. l i g h t 'e m u p, u p, u p. l i g h t 'e m u p, u p,
up. i'm on fire. in the dark, dark. in the dark, dark. all the writers keep writing[/color][/font]
[/color] OrderLikes:
Young children
Sunshine
Quiet
Listening
Rooms with people in them
Dislikes: Quiet, empty rooms
Darkness
Blood
Remembering
Disorder/messiness
Loudness
Strengths:
Clever
Cautious
Kind
Loyal
Good listener
Weaknesses: Shy
Self conscious
Afraid to take risks
Withdrawn
Pessimistic
Fears: Her father getting out of jail
Her memories.
Disorders: PTSD
General Description: Janie is a generally quite person who finds herself more prone to listening than to talking. She dislikes being apart of large groups of people, however, hates being alone, as her mind tends to wander towards her past. She is rather shy and has difficult making friends. The friends she has, she rarely get close to, afraid that they will hurt her like her father did. The few close friends she does have, however, are more precious to her than an ocean full of gold.
She tends to be more serious, and doesn't enjoy joking around. Janie likes to spend her time doing things which she finds useful and productive. Most of her time is spent completing her studies and her work, any extra time she has after that is spent reading or drawing or doing something that she finds enjoyable.
Janie is rather clever and can think of a solution to a difficult situation quickly. However, she prefers to think things through before hand and consider every possible outcome of the situation before hand, as to prevent unpleasant circumstances from happening. She prefers to take a familiar path over taking a new, unfamiliar one. The unknown scares her and fear is something she likes to avoid.
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what they write, write. somewhere ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
a n o t h er p r e t t y v e i n j u s t d i e d. i 'v e g o t t h e s c a r s f r o m t o m o r r o w a n d, i
wish you could see, see that you’re the antidote to everything except for me, me[/color][/font]
[/color] Jillian Minark (dead)Mother:
Father: Joseph Minark (imprisoned)
Siblings: Jeremy Minark (dead)
Pets: Jewel, the Horned Toad
Other: Annie and Jo Smith (aunt and uncle)
History: "I want you to close your eyes for a minute and imagine something for me because maybe then you'll understand me and why I tried to do what I did. I want you to picture the most beautiful morning you've ever seen, whether it be sunshine or rain, it doesn't matter. You've just woken up to this, the air around you is silent, not even a mouse can be heard. You want to fall back to sleep, think it's too early to be up. But you can't. Something is wrong and you know it. Then you hear it, a cry of such agonizing sorrow. You leave your bed and go down the stairs to the kitchen, where you heard the sound. And what you see there makes you wish that you never see a beautiful day again.
“Blood is on the floor, on the walls and even the ceiling, but that is not the worst of it. It’s the bodies that hold your attention, mangled and torn, hardly recognizable as human. Then those eyes catch your attention. You hold their terrible, glassy gaze for a second before realizing that it’s your family. You look away, torn with grief, and then wonder if the killer is still in the house. A movement catches your eye and you look towards it.
“Immediately, you know it was he. His hand are covered in blood, their blood and his eyes are red with weeping. He come for you, tries to take you in his arms, but you run away, afraid. He’s crying now, begging you to come back, to stay with him, but you don’t listen so he chases you. The moment you reach your room, you slam the door shut and lock it. He’s there, pounding against it, begging for you, pleading with you, even threatening you.
“I don’t have to imagine this, because, on April 4th, this is what I woke up to. The moment the man-my father-quieted down, I dialed the police and they took him away. The look in his eyes as they carted him off… Madness, pure madness. He cried and threatened and pleaded, then swore to kill me one day.
“After moths of trials, he was sentenced to prison for life. I never saw him again. My aunt and uncle took me in, tearing me away from my home. I was glad to go. I saw their faces everywhere. Sometimes I swore that I could smell my mother’s perfume, or hear my brother’s laugh, or feel my father’s hot breath on my neck. But it was the nightmares that were the worst. They haunted me every night, and sometimes took me during the day. That morning replayed in my mind over and over. There was no escaping it; I was terrified that it would drive me made, like him. I couldn’t think of anything else to do. So I tried to kill myself, to escape the haunting memory.
“They found me though. My aunt screamed when she saw the rope around my neck, I pushed away the chair I’d been standing on, but my uncle caught me.
“They took me to the hospital, then enrolled me into St. Helena’s. I have been here for several months now. And still memories haunt me.”
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a constellation of tears on your lashes ,[/i][/color][/size][/font]
b u r n e v e r y t h i n g y o u l o v e, t h e n b u r n t h e a s h e s. i n t h e e n d e v e r y t h i n g
collides. my childhood spat back out the monster that you see. my songs know what you did in the dark.[/color][/font]
Alias: Arson
Age: 17
Time Zone: Mountain
Other Characters: Brie and Tori
Code Words: JACKED BY ALICE
this template was made by alice. it uses the lyrics
for "my songs know what you did in the dark (light 'em up)"
by fall out boy. do not steal, alter, edit, or use without her
permission or she will send the evil monkey in her closet
after you. you have been warned.[/i][/center]
