Post by ANDREA GINGER HARPER on Oct 2, 2011 0:50:56 GMT -5
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Andrea Ginger Harper,
Nineteen, Angelli, Female, Innocent, Kind, Babbles
Andrea Harper || Anna Popplewell
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Answer to the best of your ability...but no one word answers!
[/color][/b]If you could kill anybody in the world and get away with it, who would they be?
Who? Me? No no no I would never kill anybody. Thought about hurting someone and get away with it? Yes, but kill anybody?! No, never in my life. Good luck trying to make me do it. I would say, though, that very dark shades give me the chills and I wouldn't mind seeing a few of them being run over by a truck.
If you had the choice to save a person's life, but in return yours ends; would you do it?[/color][/b]
Of course I would! This one is much better than your previous question. Especially if this person was close to me, I'd want them to live no questions on what I would have to do. Everybody should be able to live their lives for as long as they can, I don't mind giving mine up for someone to live longer than I.
What did you get up to last night?[/color][/b]
Nothing really. I rarely leave the house at night unless it's to run errands or a date (ha!). I usually just curl up in bed with a good book and lose myself in the worlds that the authors made up. Chocolate also, always have to have chocolate next to me when I read, keeps me up to read all night. During the day I run errands for my parents, juggling school full time as well.
Have you ever been in love? If not, do you want to be?
I've never been in love before. I've never had a boyfriend as I wasn't exactly the social butterfly in school, still not. I am straight and am not matched, though I want to be. It would make finding love a bit easier.
I hear you have quite a history. Care to share?
Wouldn't mind sharing. I was born in August on the 31st to very loving Angelli parents. I grew up fairly happy, my parents doted on me by buying books on the ancient gods and goddesses of mythology since they were running things and I loved all the information on them. So I knew my history but I also loved reading other books on the world and fiction. My father started my chocolate addiction by feeding me Hershey's Kisses as a toddler after I would hurt myself, either by tripping and skinning my knees or bumping my head on the table.
When I turned 5 my parents enrolled me into school. I excelled in reading and writing but my math skills were and still are something to be desired. Don't ask me to do any calculus or statistics because I will not get it right. The minute I could drop mathematics in high school I did. Art classes were my second favorite as a child though I also wasn't very good in art, it was just fun because of the half-breed teacher who managed to make me laugh every day. As I grew older children still weren't making friends with me, I had a few school friends but that was it. Sleepovers were few and far between, not that I minded. My parents adopted a chocolate lab puppy for me at 7 so I wasn't alone all the time. Her name was Delia and she was my favorite puppy, still is even though she's now an old fart. My father also adopted a tabby cat though she's more my mother's favorite than anything, I never really liked cats.
History classes took over as my favorite class in school. English was still a close second. I didn't take a language after high school but I did take a few years in French, though I honestly don't remember a thing from it. School and home were the only two places I went, boys rarely asked me out and when one did they quickly found out it would take a while for me to open up to them fully and they went on to another who would -ahem- give them a better time. I joined the school newspaper and asked if I could publish my articles under a different name, they didn't mind. I didn't want the attention, so I just did what female authors did a long while ago, "A.G. Harper" was my author name. People found out yes but I didn't become insanely popular, and I liked that I didn't. At 15 my aunt came over to visit for a few months and she taught me how to shoot a bow and arrow like Artemis does. I was excited to learn this as I always liked to learn it ever since I read about it when I was little. It just seemed fun, though I'm not as good as people who've been practicing for decades, I'm good enough. At 18 I graduated in the top 10% of my class and enrolled into the local community college.
So we are now at the present, I am in college learning to become a journalist, at least I'd be able to put that babbling to good use in a newspaper somewhere.
Geez, i hear the Council are being bitches these days. Your view on them?[/color][/b]
The Council is wise. I don't mind them. Everybody has bad days and the Council is no exception, I don't take their bad days and think they are all bad, there are fellow Angelli on that good Council, Shade can be good as well -so I've heard- so I do not hold anything against them.
Idea of a perfect date?
I've never been on a good date but a perfect one would be just spending time with my date, whether it be out to dinner, on a nice walk or cuddling on the couch. Anything where it's nice and peaceful.
If your life had a slogan, what would it be?
Don't judge a book by it's cover? Any quote that means good things really, this one mostly. I always feel like people glance over me because I don't exactly scream "Miss Congeniality". I just want people to get to know me and not think I'm always this babbling idiot.
Your favorite meal?
Chocolate. Anything chocolate. Chocolate cupcakes, chocolate chip cookies, chocolate cake, ice cream. I also like to eat lemon chicken with steamed garlic veggies and mashed potatoes. That's very good. Oh I'm making myself hungry just thinking about it!!
So times are hard, aren't they? What can you do to protect yourself?[/color][/b]
All my life people haven't tried to hurt me physically. I think I can make my presence not known to others, because in school I was rarely noticed by anybody except for teachers, though I'm not quite sure if I can do this or not, I might just be that shy.
I don't know why because when I get talking I can't really stop....I babble quite a lot when I'm nervous or shy or talk about a topic I know rather well. Some of my teachers say I should take a political position as a mayor in one of the towns but that would mean going into the spotlight and being noticed and I don't think that's a good idea do you? Oh I'm babbling!!! Sorry!
Wow, you have quite a reputation around here. How'd you get it?[/color][/b]
I've been told by my family that I'm a very shy person, though once you get to know me I'm not so shy. I babble insanely and often have one sided conversations with people, it's not my fault if people don't tell me to shut up. I'm also very innocent, I never really had anybody to teach me anything on love or romance. My father had The Talk with me and I thought I would turn red permanently. I care a lot about other people and hate to see them hurting, I guess I got that from Mom.
Do you like your family?
I love my parents. My father is a very good Angelli, he's a doctor and loves his patients with all his heart, especially the children as he makes them laugh. My father Charles Harper has a very very strong sense of empathy, he makes his patients feel 100 times better than any medicine or medical procedure could make them. My mother Ebony is the sweetest woman, always caring about somebody else and making sure they're okay before taking care of her needs. Some people call my parents sickeningly sweet, I just think they are good examples of Angelli. I have no siblings but I do have a few pets and my aunt Cecelia. Aunt Cece was the one who taught me how to shoot a bow and arrow.
Good or evil? Which do you choose?[/color][/b]
Good, very good. Not an evil thought in my head, most of the time. Jealousy is a very ugly feeling.
So are your sheets being tousled or what?[/color][/b]
Does the blush on my cheeks answer your question? I am still a virgin, what kind of question is that!?!
If you had to chose, what is your least favorite thing about yourself?[/font][/color]
I babble too much, I don't like babbling. I also don't like that I can't walk twenty feet without tripping over a crack or something. I also don't like that nobody seems to notice me, I don't really like that I have to point myself out. I don't like that I'm shy, I hate my blushing cheeks and I wish I knew how to speak up more to get people to notice me, but I don't want to be the center of attention for anybody, not even my match if I ever get one.
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holy shit, Astra is that you? we haven't talked for 3! that is just ridiculous.
we should meet up sometime; PM or Skype ok?
Show Off;;
[/b][/i][/size][/color]This was turning out to be one of the worst days of Raea's life and probably will be the worst day of her life for a very very very very VERY long time. She was in a strange house, helping her friends with their challenges and she could only hope that the ones she didn't help actually made it! The trembling girl was walking around without her heels on, as she tripped one too many times already with those on. They didn't cost much thank goodness, this dress on the other hand she was pissed about. She had to tear it to her knees just to walk right. It didn't look so bad with it short but she was upset she had to do it. She wasn't vain but when you spend about $200 on a dress you tend to want it to be kept in tact!!
She took her hair out of the fancy up do it was in and braided it so it was kept back and simple. She, unfortunately, used a bit of her dress to tie it back with a bow. She looked down at the floor and sighed. She leaned against one of the walls and put her face into her hands. How did she manage to get them all into this mess?! It was breaking her heart. All her dearest friends were stuck here because of her. And Julian, that damn ass, made THAT perfectly clear. She wanted to tear him to tiny pieces, and make Immie eat them.
Immie, that girl already made it onto Raea's List-Of-People-To-Tell-Ki-To-Kill. And only because she was the one that hurt Pride. The black sheep let tears fall down her cheeks and she let out a short, choked sound of a sob. She didn't want him in this at all. Why didn't she see this coming?! She slammed her hand onto the wall and cried. She could have stopped this, if only she saw it. She bit her lip and tried to pull herself together. Remember what Justin said, don't let them see you break down. She sniffed and wiped her eyes with her hand, sure her makeup was ruined, though she didn't care. She cleared her throat and stood tall, starting her walk back down the hall.
She saw that one of the doors in the hall was open so she walked over to it and looked inside. It was dark and cold looking, but that didn't stop a shiver from going up her back. She walked inside to get a closer look and saw that it looked like a stone dungeon. She turned around only to see the door was closed. She didn't even hear it close. She gulped and closed her eyes. This was her damn challenge.
Of course she wasn't off the hook.
She looked around more closely and saw that the room had dark stains, which looked like blood. She looked down to her feet and wished she was still wearing her heels. She then looked over to where the moon hit and saw someone chained, no really CHAINED to the wall. She gasped and backed up, hitting the door. She wanted to leave. Badly. She then started to walk to the person but her foot hit a bar. She then saw that she was on one half of the room. it was barred off, like a jail cell.
Now it was getting creepy. This was everything Raea hated, ohh goddess she hated this. It reminded her too much of Kalona's castle, and she'd only been in it once. She looked over to the person chained to the wall and her mind immediately went to Pride, but she couldn't tell, the face and clothes didn't give anything away. She felt around on the bars for a place to reach but the bars were too close for her to pass through and there was no gate to enter. She hit her hand on one of the bars and cursed loudly. "Fuck. Fuck this place to hell."
Obviously she's been spending too much time with Cris.
She tried to shake the bars but they were stuck. She cursed again and saw that her arms reached through the bars but she couldn't get through. Well that wasn't happening. She was stuck on this side of the wall. "Hello? Who's in here?" She gulped, already having a pretty good idea where she was and who was chained to the wall, though she didn't trust her gut. She didn't want it to be right.
Goddess please don't let it be right.
