Post by nevaeh cordova. on Aug 2, 2009 6:12:17 GMT -5
nevaeh aleksandra cordova
nineteen , citizen & charismatic .
nineteen , citizen & charismatic .
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YOUR NAME zazu.[/font][/color][/size]
AGE sixteen.
GENDER female.
YEARS ROLEPLAYING like forever, ie; five years.
HOW YOU FOUND US an ad, somewhere.
HOW TO CONTACT YOU pm, aim, msn.
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FULL NAME nevaeh aleksandra cordova.
NICKNAME nevaeh, nev, vae, cordova.
BIRTH DATE february fourteenth, nineteen ninety.
AGE nineteen.
GENDER female.
GROUP citizen.
GRADE --
OCCUPATION waitress at scarboroughs.
HOUSING in town.
HOMETOWN nicosia, cyprus.
HERITAGE greek, cyprian, french.
SEXUALITY heteroseuxal.
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HAIR COLOR blonde.
EYE COLOR blue.
HEIGHT five foot eight.
WEIGHT one hundred and thirty pounds.
BUILD athletic, slim.
FASHION SENSEnevaeh has all the money she could ask for, but she doesn't spend it on her clothes. she doesn't wear the latest clothes, and she really doesn't try very hard when it comes to her clothes. she's got a closet filled with fancy clothes she wears to events her parents send her to, but she prefers jeans and tshirts over anything else. her closet is filled with scarfs, boots and unique pieces of clothing that she picks up around town. she's hardly mainstream, but she pulls it off with a look that makes it look hot off the runway. her sisters constantly try to convince her to take better care of herself and how she looks, but she really has no interest in it. she gets away with her looks, because she makes it look unique enough to start it as a new trend - and she never means to.PORTRAYED BY amber heard.
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PARENTSalfonso medici cordova, fifty one, cyprian businessman.
elena katherine cordova, forty seven, cyprian socialite.
SIBLINGSamanda josephina cordova, twenty one, cyprian socialiate.
kathleen jennifer cordova, twenty, law school student.
OTHER FAMILYalexis calvin cordova, twenty two, cyprian businessman, cousin.
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ANYTHING ELSE avenue q. (: my gf who lives in canada + the internet is for porn.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE keira rubbed her eyes with her hands, groaning as she realized that she'd ruined her makeup again. sitting draped on a couch was usually something she enjoyed, but when people were snapping pictures at her, and barking directions, it wasn't so enjoyable. she closed her eyes, silently praying that the photographer had enough good pictures that he could use for the magazine interview. she didn't understand why they needed so many, since it was only about three pages, but then again, she hardly understood a lot about the business of acting and being famous. as if answering her prayers, the man behind the camera finally told her they were done for the day, and she jumped up to her feet. as she walked over to the dressing room, she pulled the jacket from her shoulders, waiting until the door was closed before she changed back into her jeans and tshirt. she'd hoped that they'd let her use her own clothes, but of course that wasn't really good enough for the man with the camera. she smiled, sliding her feet into a pair of converses, grabbing her coach purse and slinging it over her shoulder. she paused to search for her keys, pulling them out and slipping them into her pocket. she thanked the makeup artist and the woman who did her hair before she slid out into the main room. she waved at all the people who'd been talking to her, smiling as she walked out of the warehouse they'd been using for the shoot. she slid her red ray bans down onto her eyes, looking down as she walked. the familiar sound of people shouting questions at her, and taking pictures, rang in her ears as she walked towards her mustang. the blue shelby gt was one of the few thing she'd spent a lot of money on. she smiled at the paparazzi as she hopped into her car, sliding the key into the engine and turning on the car. she waited until everyone had cleared out of her way, before carefully pulling away from her parking spot. people were always amazed with how nice she was to the paparazzi, though to her, it made perfect sense. it was their job, and she wouldn't interfere.
she drove carefully, letting her ipod play her music on shuffle. she had to pay attention to where she was going, still not used to the roads in santa monica, even after having lived there for six months or so. she'd avoided moving out to california for as long as she could, afraid that her dad wouldn't be able to move his business, and that she'd have to give up her favorite thing. fortunately, he'd just moved to a farm close to her new house in santa monica, meaning that while she uprooted herself from the one place she'd always called home, she still had something she loved. she thought about that as she drove past the farm, pausing as she thought about going back to work, but she continued driving. after weeks of being pestered and persuaded, she'd decided to give nate a chance with her. she hadn't promised him anything other than that she'd go get coffee with him. the rest of it was up to him, to convince her that he was worth giving him more of her time. she'd chosen a small cafe in the town that she didn't usually go to, and she was careful not to let anyone in on her plans. she wanted her love life to be kept under the radar, especially when it concerned one of the world of sport's new playboys. nathaniel le froy was notorious for being a love 'em and leave 'em kind of guy, and she didn't intend to be the next girl in this chain. the firs time she'd met him, he'd come onto her so quickly, she hadn't even known what to do with it. she hadn't bothered to say anything, and had simply left. ever since then, he'd pestered her nonstop, trying to make her give in. eventually she had, thought not in the way he might necessarily have liked. she knew that he wanted her to sleep with him, but if he really wanted her, he'd play the game she set up. she was cautious when it came to guys, and even now that she was famous, it didn't change that. she wanted to tread carefully with nate, and make sure that his intentions were genuine. she'd admit that he was attractive, but it was her down to earth nature that made her set this aside, and think about every angle.
she pulled into her driveway, closing the gate behind her as she drove up. she wasn't used to living in a gated place, but with all the paparazzi, it was a precaution she felt safer with. she parked her car carefully, sliding out of it and locking it, keys still in hand. she walked into the house via the garage, dropping her bag on the table that rested in the hallway, designed for that purpose. she walked into her bedroom, kicking off her shoes in the process. she stripped down quickly, changing into worn out jeans, followed by a black tank top and a loose fitting white wife beater type shirt. she slid her feet into a pair of worn out grey converses, sliding her old grey jacket over her shoulders. silver bracelets slid onto her arms, diamond studs in one set of piercings, and black hoops in the other. loose handing necklace went around her neck. she wandered into her bathroom, piling her hair on her head, pinning her black beret over the top, loose strands hanging down in her face. she carefully layered mascara on her eyes, lining them with charcoal eyeliner, tucking a pink lip gloss in her pocket. she grabbed her black ray bans from her desk, putting the red ones down. she slid them onto her face, wandering back into the hallway to grab her bag, before slipping out the back door. she tucked her keys into her bag once the door was locked, slipping out the back gate and on to the street. she glanced around, walking down the street. she was confident that she wouldn't be recognized, given that it wasn't her usual style, and her blonde hair usually gave her away, as well as her shocking blue eyes. she smiled as she passed a few people, letting out a soft sigh of relief as no one stopped her. her feet walked for her, towards the small cafe near her house. she pushed open the door, walking up to the counter and ordering a decaf coffee and a bagel. she reached into her pocket, pulling out a crumpled ten dollar bill, waiting patiently for her food. once she got it, she took it to a table in the corner, waiting patiently for nate. she knew that she was a little early anyway.
