Post by Seriah Worthington on Jul 7, 2010 16:21:38 GMT -6
[/color]VALKYRIE,
CALIFORNIA
the ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
credit @ Emily !
she never was and never will be
you don’t know how you betrayed me
and somehow you got everybody fooled[/font][/center]
WHEN THE OCEAN MET THE SKY ,[/color]
CHARACTER BASICS ,
you missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye[/color]
FULL NAME: Seriah Faye Worthington[/font]
NICKNAMES: Sera, Ri
GENDER: Girlalalala.
AGE: seventeen
GRADE: eleventh, junior
ART INTEREST: piano (wanted to get into Julliard)
PLAYBY: sian abbott
YOUR BODY MAY BE GONE ,[/color]
CHARACTER APPEARANCE ,
i'm gonna carry you in my head, in my heart, in my soul[/color]
ETHNICITY: German, Irish, English, French, and who knows what else.[/font]
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 5’9”
WEIGHT: 111 lbs.
BODY TYPE: Slim/slender
DISTINGUISHED FEATURES: A scar that is typically covered by her hair that reaches from just behind her right ear to the base of her neck.
PERSONAL STYLE: In all reality, Sera doesn’t really have much of a particular style. She kind of just dresses based off her mood. Sometimes she’ll go with a more natural look, wearing anything sort of bohemian and exotic looking, with handmade jewelry that can be anything from beads to coco seeds. It’s sort of a “hippie” sort of look. She loves wearing white and comfortable fitting clothing, thought never anything all too elegant. However, though she may dress in her exotic way a lot of the time, sometimes she is dressed in a completely different way, wearing darker clothes with dark make-up, getting into a more rocker style with black and skinny jeans and black leggings. She even has a black leather jacket she’ll stick on half the time. So what she is wearing pretty much reflects how she is feeling that day, or just what she feels like wearing.
OTHER: nope nope nopeee.
IN YOUR MOUTH, IN YOUR SOUL ,[/color]
CHARACTER PERSONALITY ,
the more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind[/color]
STRENGTHS:[/font]
+intelligent
+kind-hearted
+good kid
+talented
WEAKNESSES:
+depressed
+hates speaking
+rude
+untrusting
+closed off
LIKES:
+being left alone
+night
+the dark
+tranquil scenery
+the sound of water
+her newly found brother
+her “parents”
+reading
+water
+snow
+fire
+driving
+taking long walks
+valkyrie
+California
+painting, drawing
DISLIKES:
+music
+playing the piano now
+new york
+people trying to speak with her
+alcohol
+her “1st” father
+suicide
+being touched in general
+abusers
+going to school
+”I love you’s”
+even hearing the piano played
+fairytales
FLAWS:
+hates speaking
+keeps holding onto the past
+won’t forgive herself; guilt-ridden
+closed off
+untrusting
+has a lot of built up anger inside
HABITS:
+frowns and knits her eyebrows together when people talk to her.
+chews on the inside of her cheek when she thinks
+fidgets with her hair and fingers when uncomfortable
SECRETS:
+Well, she thinks she killed her mother. The night before her mom commit suicide she walk into Sera’s room before she fell asleep that night and asked her a simple question, “Sera, do you love me?” Well, they had just gotten into a little quarrel that morning and Seriah had refused to speak to her all day. It was stupid and Seriah was a little girl. She pretty much just said “No, I hate you,” and turned around in her covers. Her mother stood there quietly, but then walked out. The next morning she found her dead. Sera pretty much blames herself for that entirely, assuming if she had just been reasonable and said “yes” her mom would still be alive and none of the rest would ever have happened.
+Sera was sexually and physically abused by her father from the few weeks after her mother’s death to the day she was dealt her head injury, ended up in the hospital, and met Teddy and his family. She blamed herself for that too, figuring she deserved it because of what she said to her mother. It’s not something she shares with anybody ever.
BEST MEMORY:
+Seriah doesn’t really have a best memory. she does love all her memories she had as a child though, when her, her father, and her mother were all together and happy. she misses the family trips they would take, or how they watched movies together every friday night, or the way they referred to their small threesome family as the “three musketeers” and the way her parents would hug each other with her squeezed in the middle…. there is so much from her childhood that she would give anything to have again, but she can’t really ever remember the good with all the bad piled on top of it.
WORST MEMORY:
+Sera is still haunted by walking into the bathroom and seeing her mother hung there with slits down her wrists, blood all over the floor. she was just a little girl, and the entire scene still plagues her dreams, and still makes her wake up with tears running down her face. at first she couldn’t believe it. somebody had to have killed her. but that wasn’t true. deep downs he knew her mother had commit suicide, and though what she’d screamed at her the night before was probably not the sole factor leading up to this, it certainly didn’t help, and it may have just encouraged her to do it when she may have just been considering it. she never even went to the funeral.
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
The old Seriah was very different from who she is today. If everything she’s dealt with for the passed ten, eleven, years never happened, she would probably be a much different person than she is now. As a child she was very happy and naïve, she couldn’t think of anything wrong with the world. Even when she was around fourteen she was a bit happier, hopeful, than she is now. She’d probably be friendly and kind, musical and expressive, artistic… all those things would have taken root inside of her had she grew up healthily. That wasn’t the case though, so it has made her the closed off, bitter young woman she is today. Sera’s appearance definitely possesses a girlish charm which her personality surely lacks. She is pretty and attractive, and even a bit mysterious because of her empty social life, but once known, she isn’t all that appealing for most people to be around.
We’ll start off with some positive. Sera is a fairly good kid. She doesn’t do drugs, she’s never drank alcohol a day in her life, and she hasn’t slept around with a ton of guys, or any for that matter. She’s easy for her current parents to manage. They don’t have problems with her sneaking out or doing anything questionable. They even have to admit she’s a little easier to deal with than Teddy himself, and they both love him to death. She is pretty respectful to her adoptive parents and doesn’t question them. If they ask her to do something, she does it. Frankly, she feels like she is in debt to them for saving her from the life she was formerly trapped in. When it comes to Jessica, her new mom, she is as sweet as she gets. Sera goes out of her way to be kind to her and probably lets her in more than anybody else in that family. She always wanted to somehow make up for the relationship she’d had with her own mother, so she jumps right at trying to build one with Jess. When it comes to Harry, she’s a little more skittish, even though she likes him. She doesn’t like to be alone with him, but she doesn’t mind talking to him. He’s funny and kind and seems to understand her situation when it comes to him, so she respects him a lot. As for Teddy, well she loves him to death already. He’s probably the best friend she’s ever had, and though it bothers most sisters, she really adores how protective he is over her. She feels loved. Sera loves this new family of hers, and even though she doesn’t feel rooted into yet, she is grateful she found them.
Seriah isn’t much of a socialite. She hates having to talk to people, just because she finds them all to be liars and like they don’t understand her in the slightest. It bothers her that people think just because she is easy on the eyes that they can talk to her. If any of them knew how damaged she really was, she knows they wouldn’t want anything to do with her, so that makes her unwilling to meet new people. She is perfectly content with just being a part of her new family, and that’s it. When others speak to her, half the time she won’t say anything back and just dismiss it completely, and the other half she will make some rude comment that implies exactly how anti-social she really is. It’s not that she just hates everybody and the world, she’s just angry and kind of hates herself, which makes her not wanting to befriend others.
Because of her past, Sera has a ton of built up anger inside. She is very unhappy and constantly wants to just hit something. She doesn’t look like the most violent person, but she really is. Her temper is very fiery and easily set off. Somebody could say “I like you shoes” and if she even thinks it’s coming off as mocking, she will probably just blow up. It usually isn’t that sensitive to trigger, but it is still fairly simple. Hate is an emotion she recognizes all too well. It runs through her very veins. The hatred she has for herself is unbelievable. She believes she could have saved herself from the horrors of her past by just being kind when her mother needed it. And then she believes it’s her fault her father did what he did to her, so she also hates herself for that. She hates him too, her “father.” Creating a list of everything she hates would be a lengthy trial.
Sera is very guilty, all the time. She thinks very lowly of herself and isn’t very positive. She blames herself for her mother’s death, believes the blood is actually on her hands. Who else’s fault could it have been? Sure, she was young, and yeah, she couldn’t have predicted that was going to happen, but she still blames herself completely. These days she figures there were other contributing factors, and that something must have been going on that pushed her mom to that serious extreme, but either she can’t help but think she may have been able to stop it, to keep her going or alive somehow. Sera has yet to forgive herself, she thinks she is a horrid person and that she herself doesn’t even deserve to live, though she’d never take her own life, that’s stupid.
The girl has extreme trust issues. She has never told anybody her full life story, not even to the police, but she did make sure she told them enough to get her dad a life sentence in prison. Sera has never had a real friend, not unless you count Teddy and Jessica, but they’re family (now) so they have to be her friend, right? She doesn’t really need friends, not really, because what kind of friendship would work without trust? After all the times her father saying he would protect her and that he loved her, and then ultimately betraying her, she finds it very hard to trust a single person. Even when she had been to the hospital she flinched every time somebody even touched her. She still doesn’t let Harry touch her at all, though she has gotten into a habit of giving him a handshake when she leaves the house, which is an improvement for her. She pretty much trusts Jessica as much as she is capable of because of how sweets he is and how she never left her side whenever she came to New York. However, other than that, she has little faith in anybody.
Seriah is very rude and obnoxious. When people speak to her she doesn’t tend to say nice things back. It’s a defensive habit and a way of hiding exactly how beat up she really feels all the time. She is probably one of the least friendly people on the planet. Her responses are sarcastic and blunt, and she pretty much lacks any social skills whatsoever. She is kind and polite when with her new family, but with anybody else she is absolutely a terror. She doesn’t respect adults, not teachers or anything, and she doesn’t trust them at all. She has a major attitude and pretty much scares people off when they speak to her. She’s quick to throw out insults and be a little crude, but she doesn’t really have a need to talk to people unless they say something to her first. She could sit in a classroom and not say anything, and after her pissed off, disrespectful answers, the teachers learned to just let her listen and leave her be. Most of the teachers don’t blame her because after the conferences with her parents, they kind of get it and just leave her alone. Sera doesn’t mind, not really caring if they speak to her or not. For all she cares they could ignore her existence completely and she’d be a-okay.
Seriah is cold and unforgiving. She doesn’t show much emotion, and she isn’t very expressive because she doesn’t know how to be. Other than the angry side of her, or the somewhat kind side she shows around her family, she really doesn’t have much other emotions that she ever outwardly shows. Sera won’t attach herself to things and doesn’t try and make people understand her. She’s pretty lifeless when you just see her sitting there. The girl also holds extreme grudges. Once somebody wrongs her, she finds it hard to ever forgive him. Though she blames herself for her mom’s suicide, she will never forgive her for leaving her to face the next ten years alone. And her father, well he will never receive her pity or forgiveness as long as she is alive. They say forgiveness is divine, but Sera figures she just isn’t divine. She doesn’t think herself a good person, so why forgive those even worse than her.
The girl is very skeptic of people, and cynical as well. She doesn’t believe most of what anybody says without hard cold proof. Human motives are not something she has much faith in, believing them all to be either lies or misguided. Most people make her suspicious and she figures there is some ulterior motive behind anything anybody does for her (excluding Teddy, Jessica, and Harry.) She’s fairly pessimistic when it comes to these things, and even kind of paranoid. She’s skittish around people and doesn’t like to talk to them for too long for fear they’ll start trying to understand her and use it to their advantage.
Beneath all the brusqueness and hostility, Seriah really is a good person. She is kind and caring, and has a soft spot for kids. She wants to help people, though she doesn’t really know how. Her goal in life is to make a difference, to help people they way nobody helped her. When it comes to children, she opens up a little more, smiles, and is quite a bit more friendly. Its amazing the difference from how she acts around her peers she is acquainted with and kids she only just met. She’s got a golden heart, but she tries to hide it because she is afraid that if she is ever seen as weak again, she’ll end up in the same position she was once in. She’d like to be happy, but she can’t forget about what made her the way she is.
When it comes to romantic feelings, Sera is at a loss. That is something she will probably try to steer clear of because frankly, the feelings that come with love are feelings she has associated with abuse and fear. She’s terrified of that and doesn’t want it again, not really. She doesn’t even know what love is. She knows her new family cares a lot about her, but do they love her? Does she love them? It’s a bit confusing for her. And even if that is love, it’s a completely different type of love than romance.
AND WE'LL BOTH GROW OLD ,[/color]
CHARACTER HISTORY ,
well i don't know, i don't know, i don't know, i hope so[/color]
HOMETOWN: New York City, NY[/size][/font]
PARENTS:
Anthony Dean Worthington; 1st adoptive father; alive
Amealia Jane Seymour-Worthington; 1st adoptive mother; deceased
Harry James Kingsley; current adoptive father; alive
Jessica Marie Jefferson-Kingsley; current adoptive mother; alive
SIBLINGS:
Theodore Jefferson Kingsley; Twin; Alive
OTHER:
LIVING SITUATION: shaks
HISTORY:
Seventeen years ago, two babies were left on the steps of a hospital in Anaheim, California. They had some papers with them that implied they were twins and in need of a home. Naturally, the hospital took them in since they couldn’t have been more than a few months old. They cared for them and enrolled them into an adoption agency, the boy and the girl. A couple came in, looking to adopt. They had been foster parents, and after that they decided it was their turn to finally adopt a child. They had come all the way from New York City, looking for a healthy baby girl, and getting word of her came immediately. Anthony and Amealia Worthington were determined to get this little girl into their custody, and so they adopted her as soon as possible, giving her the name of Seriah Faye. They took her back to New York with them, happy as could be.
Seriah was treated marvelously in her new home. Amealia just fawned over her, and Anthony loved her too. They spoiled her rotten and lived happily. She grew up a happy child, loving her family a lot. They went on trips and called themselves the “Three Muskateers” and were always spending quality time together. As soon as she was able, Sera was enrolled into piano classes and began taking lessons multiple times a week. She loved it so much to the point that at the age of five she was already planning to go to Julliard. She advanced quickly in it and was doing recitals with other kids her age, and loving every minute of being on that stage.
When Sera was in the five/six year old area, her mother began acting different. The girl never really noticed, trapped in a state of bliss. One day when Sera was around six, she and her mother got in a little argument over something stupid. Amealia was in one of her “moods” and refused to drive Sera to her piano lesson. She had a recital that week, and wanted it to be perfect, so the girl got mad, yelled at her mother, and went to her room. Everytime Amealia attempted to speak to her the rest of that day, Seriah shut her out. That night she came in and asked Sera if she loved her, and the girl told her mother she hated her. Amealia stood there, then walked back out. Sera felt a little guilty, and planned on saying sorry in the morning, especially since when he dad got home from his business trip in the morning she’d probably be in a lot of trouble for saying it.
When she woke up the next day, she walked out of her room slowly, and remembering what she said to her mom, made her way to her parent’s bedroom. She walked in quietly, not wanting to wake her up. There was nobody in the bed though, and when she looked to the bathroom she saw a man standing in the doorway. At first she freaked out, but then recognized it to be her father and walked to his side, wondering why he was standing there so silently. Then she saw it. Peaking past her dad’s legs, she saw her mom, hanging from the ceiling somehow by some material, probably a belt. (she wasn’t paying much attention to details.) The floor was stained in a glossy red substance that had so clearly originated form the deep gashes in Amealia’s forearms. And then Sera screamed. She screamed so loudly that it probably woke up the whole neighborhood, her dad startled next to her, pulling her out of the room frantically and calling the police.
When the funeral came around, Sera refused to go. Her father took her anyway, but she just sat outside in the car. That was when the guilt took hold deep inside of her. They never went back to that place they’d live, moving into another apartment across town. Things changed after that, and little Sera didn’t exactly understand why. Her father started neglecting her. He just kind of seemed to forget she existed and ignored her. Seriah continued on though, going to school and walking to a piano teacher who was now much closer. She would come home, and after those first few nights when she realized her father wasn’t going to feed her, she started making three minute noodles or microwaving hot dogs. She was sad, but she carried on, trying to keep living.
Two years passed with the same inattention from her dad. She moved on in grades, started spending all her summer days at the apartments of the other kids who lived in her building. When she was around eight, she noticed her dad went from being depressed, to drinking like a maniac. He always had liquor on him, and she was pretty sure he wasn’t going to work anymore because every time she went home, he was there, drinking. A few months of the alcohol, and the physical abuse began. Anthony began freaking out over ever little thing, and then he would hit Sera for it. She didn’t understand why, but figured she must have been doing something very, very wrong. It was the first time she’d ever been hit in her life. The beatings started out as an occasional thing, and eventually became a once a week sort of occurrence, and then it became a daily expectance. She spent most of her nights crying herself to sleep. She’d wake up with bruises here and there, and always wore clothes that covered them because she didn’t want to get in trouble for it.
Seriah began coming home less and less. Half the time she just slept over at other people’s houses and lied about her dad being out of town so they wouldn’t question her. Every time she went back to her own apartment though, he’d explode and ask where she’d been and then hit her more, sending her to bed. The piano lessons became her only escape. She loved going and just being happy at her teacher’s house and playing the keys. Her teacher would pick her up for recitals and those were the greatest joys of her current life. She was young, and yet she’d already become a very independent thinker. She knew she wanted to go to Julliard, and as soon as she got accepted she would never come back unless her dad miraculously changed. There was freedom on the horizon, she just had to wait until she could grasp it and never let go.
The years went on, and the beatings continued, but Sera learned to deal with it and live through the pain. When she got into her teens, she knew she was blossoming into a lovely young girl. Boys were giving her more attention, people commented on it, and her piano teacher began mentioning how lovely she looked. When she was around fourteen, the beatings stopped, and it was relieving. Her father went back to ignoring her, but she saw him watch her whenever she was in the house. He just watched her. It was a little unsettling, but she wasn’t going to complain. The beatings stopped. That was all she could ask for, wasn’t it?
On her fifteenth birthday, she came home expecting nothing as she’d received for the past nine years. However, her dad seemed sober enough, he was clean shaven and wearing a suit. He claimed he’d planned a special night for her, and she was exuberant. Maybe this was a sign things were going to change. Maybe he was going to be better. She went and put on her best dress and came back out and they went to dinner. He talked to her like he was an old friend trying to catch up, asking her how she’d been, what she’d been up to. It was pleasant, and her hopes were high. Anthony then told her he had a birthday present back at home. They returned, and when she walked into the family room, there was some great object in there covered in a white cloth with a big ribbon on top of it. It was a piano.
Seriah couldn’t even express her joy. She went and played on it for at least an hour straight. Her dad came and sat next to her, watching her do so. When she finished though, everything went into a different mood. The man she once thought of as her father sat a little too close to her and rested his hand on her thigh. That was the night he began touching her a little differently than he once had. She was still a little naïve, and didn’t want to upset him after they’d finally bonded after nine years, so she let him do it. That wasn’t the last time though. Every few nights he’d come into her room and do the same thing to her, and eventually it got progressively worse, more serious.
Sera did nothing about it. She stayed silent, though she was miserable. Every time she played that cursed piano, he did it, and so she eventually began to resent the instrument that had once been her only release. The year went on, and she didn’t come home for a long time. She stayed at a classmate’s house for nearly half the year, not even letting her father know she wasn’t going to come home. It was almost a year before she saw him again, and that wasn’t until halfway through her sophomore year. She came home for her sixteenth birthday to pack the rest of her stuff and leave. When she walked in though, he raged.
Anthony beat her massively, to the point where she couldn’t even leave the house for the following days. He locked her in her room and left her without food for a while, and then finally allowed her out. He began walking her to and from school so she couldn’t just sneak off again, playing the “good, over-protective, loving” dad in public. For a while he just beat her again, not doing anything but that. Once he got all that anger out though, the sexual abuse came back. He’d do that, then beat her, and then leave her alone. She was pretty much broken, though one day, about two months before the end of the school year, she told him it was wrong and that he couldn’t do that to his daughter, to his blood. He beat her for that too, but informed her she wasn’t even technically his daughter. She was adopted.
That gave Sera hope again. She finally had something that could save her. He went grocery shopping the next day and she immediately went searching for papers, anything that could give her a little bit of information of who her real parents were. She found some things, but nothing hard, nothing helpful. She called the hospital and asked for records. Since it was an open adoption, she was granted the name of her twin brother. Theodore Jefferson Kingsley, who was now located in Valkyrie, California. Seriah didn’t hesitate to write this newly discovered twin of hers a letter. She begged him to help her, to tell his parents, to get her out of the hell she was living in. She just mentioned she needed somewhere to go, to escape to. And then she waited for the response.
Weeks passed and she got nothing, and she started to lose hope. She was home alone again one Friday morning that she hadn’t gone to school on and was sitting in front of the piano, staring at it, scared to touch it. Then he came home. He roared at her for just sitting on the piano’s bench, claiming she wasn’t good enough for that instrument. She was so angry, so fed up that she screamed right back at him, telling him how she’d written Theodore the letter and that she was leaving and there was nothing he could do about it. In hindsight, that probably wasn’t the smartest move. Anthony raped her right there and then. And after he finished, he beat her severely, slamming the side of her head against a wall, when she let out a blood curdling scream before falling completely unconscious. She fell to the kitchen floor, unconscious, and a pool of blood forming around her head. Anthony panicked and called 911. However, so had the neighbors after hearing the shriek, all of them worried. The police came, and he tried to make it look like an accident, but they saw the bruises on her body, and all the evidence pointed out of favor of Anthony’s story. He was arrested immediately, and Seriah was sent off to the hospital to be stitched up and healed.
The next thing Seriah remembered was waking up in her hospital room with three random strangers staring at her. She screamed as loud as she could, going into hyperventilation and thrashing about in the bed, yelling at them to get away from her. A nurse was paged and gave her some sedatives to calm down, and after a long process of explanation she discovered this was her brother, this was Theodore. And his two parents. She spoke with them for a little before Teddy left. It was around the afternoon, but she was already extremely tired. She fell asleep again, waking on and off. Jessica didn’t leave her side, and even slept in the hospital overnight to stay with her. They had to leave the following night, but she saw Jessica and Harry over the next few months.
Temporarily, Sera was put in a foster home with a few other kids. It wasn’t a bad place, but the two weren’t exactly good parents either. She wasn’t sure if they were always even that kind to their kids or if they were just being civil with them because she was there and social services were keeping a close eye on her. After a while the judge finally allowed Jessica and Harry to adopt her, and she moved back to California with them without any interest of ever returning to New York. Valkyrie was everything she ever dreamed of. It was decently sized, not too big nor too small, with greenery and the ocean. It seemed fairly peaceful, tranquil, which was exactly what she needed.
She adjusted into the family fairly easily, though into the Academy was another story. She never really picked up the piano again, but she did start painting for a pastime. The paintings were typically dark and somewhat abstract, but it made her feel better to do it. It was the only way she really even knew how to express herself. Seriah was, and still is, extremely grateful she ended up here. She is as happy as she’s been since she can remember with her new family and loves California.
COLLECTED MY BELONGINGS ,[/color]
ABOUT YOU AND FOR THE ADMINS ,
and i left the jail, well thanks for the time[/color]
YOUR NAME: b to the ecca.[/size][/font][/blockquote]
GENDER: .
AGE: .
RP EXPERIENCE: .
OTHER CHARACTERS: Reanne, Paisely, Jacob, Teddy.<3
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both worlds! *obnoxious laughter*credit: format by lainey, lyrics by modest mouse
