COOPER, taylor

[taylor michelle cooper]

TAYLORMICHELLECOOPER

YOU SAY WE'RE BOTH LITTLE PEOPLE AND YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY,

NAME: taylor michelle cooper
NICKNAME: tay, taytay
AGE: nineteen
GENDER: female
SEXUALITY: straight
BIRTHDATE: 3.29.1991
GROUP: local
SCHOOL: n/a
GRADE: n/a

BUT IN TIME I'M GONNA PUT THIS BODY TO SHAME,

taylor stands about five feet and seven inches below the stars. she views the world through fierce chocolate-y brown eyes. she has long pink hair, about down to her breasts. her hair's natural color is blonde, but she decided to go crazy and die it pink. it's naturally wavy / curly and she wears it down all the time. taylor has an oval shaped, pale face and soft pink lips. taylor has two beauty marks on her face; one by her nose and one diagonal from it on her cheek.

she has a thin, athletic body. she has a four-pack, and she exercises daily. she is five feet and seven inches tall. her breasts are a size c cup, not too bad. she has a four beauty marks on her back, one on her neck, and a couple on her legs, all spread out. taylor is confident and loves her body, she doesn't mind any part of it. she is allergic to parsnips and a medicine called zithromax.
BODY TYPE: athletic
HAIR: long, pink hair, about down to her arm pits.
EYES: chocolate-y brown eyes.
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 122 lbs
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: taylor has her ears, navel, and septum pierced. she has zero tattoos.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: taylor has a birthmark on her left shoulder in the shape of a diamond sort of, and she has a scar on her wrist from tripping with a knife in her hand, and she has a scar on her knee from dirtbiking.
PLAY-BY: audrey kitching

WEAR A SUIT LIKE MY OLD MAN,

on march 29, 1991, jaqueline faye cooper was in the back seat of her sister's car, clinging onto her husband's t-shirt, breathing heavily. this was the day she had waited almost ten months for. although taylor was being born late, jackie knew everything would be okay. marcus stay beside her, stroking her sweaty, messy hair calmly. it was 3:46 AM and this wasn't exactly the time that jackie wanted to be pushing an eight pound, new life out of her legs. she inhaled and exhaled quickly and heavily. they arrived at the hospital, and jackie was wheeled into an operating room. the room was cleared and she was put to sleep for a while, while they removed the baby safely from her without any pushing or any troubles - just a few scars on her stomach. jackie and marc left the hospital with their brand new, wide-eyed, pale baby girl. taylor michelle cooper.

everyone absolutely adored taylor. she was an adorable baby, and was entered in many pageants as a young one. she had won many of them, also. not only was she a gorgeous little baby, she was very bright, and learned fast, also. by the time she was six months old, she was already furniture walking, and by eight months old, she said her first word - hot. about ten months old and taylor could talk just about as good as jackie and marc. when taylor was three, she began to read, with the help of her parents. she read her first book on her own not too long after she had turned three. "are you my mother?" was the book that she had cheerfully read to marcus, all by herself. marc and jackie were so proud of her.

as a child, jackie and marc tried to get taylor in as many things as possible. she tried out soccer, which she didn't really enjoy, tee ball, and even tae kwon do and dancing. she really got into tae kwon do, and even into dancing. she took these very far and gained a ton of strength by doing these activities. she enjoyed them, and she did both from when she was three until sixteen. she kept her grades up very well from kindergarden until 9 grade. when taylor got into 10 grade, that's when things got a bit out of hand.

when taylor turned sixteen, that's when everything went downhill. taylor's friends got her into cocaine, and she started drinking. her grades dropped from straight a's to d's and f's. she even decided to bring some to school one day, and was arrested, and was in juvee for a month. taylor had to write a letter to her principals and school, and to her parents, and then transfer schools and start over in a new town completely. she was brought here, to prestion heights, ontario, where she went to rehab and fixed herself up. she got off of the drugs and alcohol and got back on track, raising her grades back up to her normal a's and b's.
HOMETOWN: new york, new york
MOTHER: jaqueline faye cooper, 43, newspaper editor
FATHER: marcus michael cooper, 46, fashion designer
SIBLING(S): younger sister elise carter marie porter, 16 | older brother ryan michael cooper, 23
PETS: sushi, gray tabby cat

PACK UP ALL MY THINGS AND GET MY ASS OUT OF TOWN,

taylor is a bitch. she likes to belittle people and make them feel like shit. it's a hobby of hers. she doesn't do that to everyone, though, just the people that she dislikes for whatever reason. even though she can be a big bitch, and just about make anyone do whatever, she has a very sensitive side, also. although she may act like what you say doesn't hurt her, it does. tremendously. she cannot stand being told she's unattractive, overweight, etcetera. when she's alone, she sits and thinks to herself, "why am i like this?" she always tries to find new ways to make herself loved by others. she really only just wants to fit in and be "cool," but honestly, taylor needs to snap into reality and learn a bit about life.

taylor can be really nice. she is an angel around other adults, especially. she treats her friends very well. you can always count on her to be bringing you places, being by your side at a concert, sticking up for you in a fight, and so on. she is the type of friend you can always count on. she's not one of those backstabbing bitches that will use you, she's a true friend, even though she may have been a bitch to you at first. friends are everything to taylor, she needs them.

boysboysboys. taylor is very, very flirty. she doesn't always try, it just kind of comes. sometimes she doesn't notice she's flirting, and sometimes just her being nice to someone is considered "flirting." she's stolen many girls' boyfriends. in her old school everyone called her a slut for that, but she couldn't give a shit about that. taylor's personality is just all around flirty. her body language, personality, voice, everything.

everyone has a crazy side, including taylor. she's not always trying to look nice and act like a bitch. she likes to make stupid noises, faces, and do stupid things. she sometimes regrets it, but it's always fun. she is very entertaining, and can usually make anyone laugh. but one downside about this feature, is that she can sometimes get annoying, especially if you're annoyed easily. taylor makes for some crazy times, and pictures.

taylor is pretty fucking tough, too. she can really kick your ass in a fight, and it doesn't take much. she works out a lot, especially on upper body strength. when she was younger, she was involved in tae kwon do. tay also had to start defending herself. she grew up with an older brother, who was always picking on her and beating her up. tay eventually gained the strength to take him down, and he was pretty damn strong. watch out for taylor, don't piss her off - she'll go crazy on your ass.
LIKES: partying, drinking, dancing, dogs, clothes, shopping, boys, acting, texting, running, playing x-box
DISLIKES: smokers, cats, silence, working, week days, day time, stereotypes, being told what to do, losing a match in call of duty
FEARS: getting pregnant, death, missing a good party, throwing up, getting hungover
DREAMS: to become a famous actress

WE'VE GOT IT GOOD,

Hi, I'm Carter and I've been around this world 13 times. I play Taylor and I found out about this site from Proboards. I've been in this business for about three years. If you need to contact me, please do it through PM or email @ [e-mail] Oh, and by the way, code phrase here. Read the rules.

WHETHER YOU LIKE THIS TOWN OR NOT,

from the corner of his eye, jasper could tell that emily had quite a curious look on her face. she pursed her lips, and within a few second she looked down at him and asked, "musician? what do you play?" jasper looked down a bit and pursed his lips, too. he looked back up, at a bag to be exact, and back at her. "i do some acoustic guitar, too. and i sing." jasper made eye contact with her and looked down. "and, um, i sing in the shower, so. ahem. drums and guitar? that's cool. not much of a drummer, never really took interest in them," jasper replied, once again smiling. he thought it was pretty hot that she was into guitars and drums. so far emily turned out quite interesting. she didn't seem like much of a smoker, though, maybe that would be a tad bit of a problem. he looked down a bit, and some more words came from her mouth. "'course i smoke inside, i honestly can't handle the smell all day if i do it inside. it's seriously only a few puffs, i'm not as bad as i was when i was fourteen and fifteen." he was pretty proud of that, he used to smoke up to four cigarettes a day until he turned sixteen and got them taken away. he was talked to school counselors about his addictions, and didn't take much notice about the fact how unhealthy they were until they were gone. jasper sat on his knees, his hands folded in his lap and his thumbs tapping together. he felt like laying back and looking up at her, but she would probably get the wrong picture. he definitely knew girls, so he would probably stay sitting, even if he looked awkward. he cleared his throat. "okay, honestly, i drink a lot, too. that has fixed up a bit, too, but i still need it rolling on my tongue every night. i, too, am a partier, so i think we'll get along just fine," he said with a wink. "and, like i said, that whole sharing the bottum bunk is perfectly fine with me." he was hoping he wasn't making her too uncomfortable, and just to relieve and relax her a little bit, if she wasn't already, he let out a chuckle. jasper honestly didn't think that sentence was meant to come out at just that time, but he didn't mind. jasper was pretty much cool about anything. he wondered if she was actually being nice, though, or if it was that first impression crap. jasper wouldn't be too fond of her if she was one of those girls off of mean girls, but wouldn't complain too much. he finally realized he was being looked at carefully, and he didn't know whether to look back or just stay with his lips pursed, an eyebrow raised, looking at his many pairs of jeans and sweat pants. jasper eventually couldn't take it, and he looked up at emily. although she attempted to hold back her laugh, and succeeded, she didn't look like it. she had a look of mirth on her face the whole time, and jasper smirked, and waited patiently. "so, since we're roommates now, i suppose i should tell you what i'm like, too.." jasper kind of liked the sound of that sentence from her. roommates, they were roommates. your every day guy and girl (with a little drinking on the side) and the guy of course, trying to be super flirty and not tell her how much how freaking sexy she was. before jasper could say 'yes, you should' with a little smirk, she spoke. he smirked. she was his age, and a musician, too. excellent, even more in common. after emily said that she would swim when she needed excersize, she hesitated and seemed to ponder that last statement. he chuckled. "that's one thing we don't have in common; i'm at the gym three days a week. mm, oh well. and crazy ass parties? you gotta let me in on that." it seemed that she was playing hard to get a little bit, jasper noticed, when she said, "but i think you'll have to figure the rest out yourself." jasper smirked again. he wouldn't mind trying his all to find out about her, even if they were only just best friends, which would probably be impossible for jasper to handle. jasper exhaled, and put his hand through his hair. "hate to ruin the conversation, but i gotta shower. they don't exactly have showers on air planes, and the night before that all i did was sleep, and now today it's like, one in the afternoon and i haven't even thought about my hygiene. so, i'll be back." jasper lifted his other bag and set it in front of him, digging out a bunch of axe shower crap, a new tooth brush and some other dental stuff, and took off to the bathroom with a smile. he stripped completely naked, and then didn't know how to work the thing. jasper cursed under his breath. he was too lazy to get dressed again, so he wrapped a towel around him self and stepped out. he was a little embarrassed, and this was a tad awkward, but jasper needed to shower, or else his odor would make everything much more awkward and unpleasant. plus his hair was getting to be greasy underneath. he looked at emily. "uhh, i need some more, um, help... your shower hates me." jasper smirked slightly, only to find he was being his stupid self again. he was afraid of how she'd react to his naked, toweled body. he didn't care though, he had to shower. he couldn't stand not showering. just the thought of not doing so for any longer made jasper shudder slightly, and he set his focus back on emily.

*that was the only post i could retrieve. i haven't role played in a while, but my normal posts are about 400-1000 words long.

I KNOW IT'S SMALL BUT WITH A BIG HEAD,

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[ELLIE]