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 Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:36 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:37 am
TABLE OF CONTENTS xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Cert
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Table of Contents
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Template
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Family & Situation
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Friends & Enemies
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Photo Album
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - iPod Nano
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - RP Log
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Winning Contest Entry
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Quest
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo★ - - Reserved
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xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoAny posts after this detail specific rps.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:38 am
PEYTON CANDACE SCOTT  Name: Peyton Candace Scott
Nicknames: Peyton doesn't see the need to shorten her name, it's right just the way it is. Occasionally people will turn her own habit back on her, however, and refer to her as 'Scott' or 'Scottie'.
Peyton has the habit of calling people by their last names instead of their first, such as 'Hey, Smith!' as opposed to 'Hey, John!'. Just...incase you didn't get that xD;
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Birthday: December 24th (missed the big day by 27 measly seconds!)
School: Sovereign Heights
Sign: Capricorn, the goat
Blood Type: B Negative
Gemstone: Garnet
Fav. Food: Tuna Linguini, with a sprinkling of parsley on top.
Hated Food: Jelly, or jellied sweets. She just doesn't see how anyone can enjoy eating what is basically just animal bone.
Hobbies:
Disney Films ;; UH HUH
More coming soon, and more detail too xD
Virtues:
Agreeable ;; Peyton is remarkably easy to get along with, down to the fact that she's so agreeable. Does she agree that this top looks absolutely adorable? Oh yes, of course it does! Does this piece of work look alright? Well, fix those two spelling mistakes and it would look perfect! She tries to be as honest as she can, so if you ask her something that she just can't agree with (which is rare, due to how impressionable she is, see below), or that she can't agree with without hurting your feelings, she'll try to avoid the question, and eventually end up excusing herself from the conversation as an alternative to giving an answer.
Eager ;; An eager beaver, that's Peyton. Always willing to try new things, be they food, sport, anything. She'll try anything once, and is usually pleasantly surprised when she ends up enjoying it. If there's something to be done, Peyton is the one wanting to start early, wanting to get going before all of her enthusiasm fades. Earlier you start, earlier you finish, and she'll often use such a fact to entice others into being just as eager as she is.
Adaptable ;; Peyton is the improvisation queen - original idea not go quite to plan? Just ask Peyton and she'll come up with a new one! She has the innate ability to think both inside and outside of the box, and so can quickly come up with a solution to most problems she has to face. Of course, some can take longer to come up with than others, but Peyton's a fairly determined soul and will always try to come up with something.
Flaws:
Impressionable ;; Oh what was that? You think that sparkly top she's been saving up for for three months is a little too flashy? Well, perhaps you're right... Oh, and the 5000-word essay she stayed up all night to perfect on the reasons for voting against war is a little silly, because without war there wouldn't be peace? Seems a bit of a simple argument, but she can see your point and it does kind of make sense... And she really likes the way you've done your hair, she'll wear hers like that tomorrow! Needless to say, Peyton is more than a little impressionable, easily influenced by other opinions or thoughts. It's not that she's self-conscious, no, it's a little different. Peyton's perfectly happy with herself the way she is, and is a friendly, sociable girl. She's just not the best at making decisions, so often siphens off of other's decisiveness in order to both make her mind up, and make a good impression. This can often make it hard for her in group discussions, or when asked specifically for her opinion, as she'll stumble over her own words and struggle to find an answer unless someone offers a suggestion.
Nosy;; Peyton is curious. But you know, not just 'Oh I wonder what she's doing?' curious, but full out 'Oh, she's doing something and I don't know what it is, LET'S GO FIND OUT' curious. She's nosy, to put it bluntly, and always wants to know what you're doing. You can't really do secret around Peyton, since she'll find out one way or another, whether it's by eavesdropping or by bringing it up in casual conversation and tricking it out of you. She's quite sneaky with how she does it, and she doesn't then tell everyone else what she's heard. Or at least not purposefully. But the fact that she knows is enough to piss most people off, especially when they didn't want her to.
Loud ;; Not necessarily loud as in she speaks in a volume higher than necessary, although she does do that occasionally. No, Peyton's loud in the way that she complains out loud. A lot. She's hungry? You'll know about it. Her leg aches? You'll know about that too. And you know what, if she drops the hint that she's hungry or in pain and you don't pick it up, or you ignore it, she'll just say it again much more bluntly until you do get it. She enjoys sympathy and is always wanting some, be it for something serious or more benign. If a conversation goes quiet, or she's generally feeling awkward, she'll break the silence by complaining about something - she really, really doesn't like awkward silences.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:45 am
FAMILY & SITUATION The Family
Lily Marie Scott née Cole
Peyton's mother is a sweet, caring woman who perhaps fusses just a little too much. She's incredibly worrisome, and if Peyton isn't home on the exact minute she claims she will be, Mrs Scott will automatically assume she's been raped and killed and call the police. No joke. Despite this however she fusses over her daughter to no end, always wanting to make sure she's alright. If Peyton isn't laughing, Lily Scott will assume she's upset over something she did and buy her a treat to make up for it. Lily Scott doesn't work, as when her children were younger she remained at home to look after them. She spends most of her time doing chores, or watching daytime TV.
Andrew Harrison Scott
A little more down to earth than his wife, Andrew Scott is a member of Destiny City's firefighting force. He works long shifts, but is rewarded with long holidays, giving him plenty of time to spend with his children. He loves his family, and he loves his job, although he constantly finds himself insisting to his terrified wife that he'll be perfectly safe, and that the firefighting equipment is perfectly safe.
Simon Alexander Scott
Peyton's older brother, who's currently out of state studying Law. The current star of the family for getting onto such a prestigious course, he's actually a rather laid-back, lazy kind of guy. Peyton loves her older brother, and used to idolise him when she was younger.
Situation
Peyton is currently studying at Sovereign Heights, and this is her second year attending the school. She's planning to leave at the end of her third year, wanting to ensure she's ready to move on to study Veterinary Medicine at college.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:47 am
FRIENDS & ACQUAINTANCES Schoolkids
Sailor Senshi
Negaverse
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:48 am
PHOTO ALBUM
Smile! Peyton hasn't had any pictures taken yet. How sad D;
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:54 am
iPOD NANO
Groovin' along, singin' a song... 
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:55 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:56 am
WINNING CONTEST ENTRY The Prompt Everyone’s talking about it.
A possible meteorite sighting? In Destiny City?
Admittedly, you’re curious. So you snuck out to the park with your trusty flashlight. In the center is a big grassy hill, perfect for amateur stargazing despite the light pollution around you, a place you figured no one else would show up to because of the unspoken curfew. Only, when you’re almost there, you realize someone has beaten you to it. Wait, make that two ‘someone’s--
The first is giant - bigger than any human you'd ever seen before. In fact, the shape is the only thing human about it, as its skin (from what you can tell by your flashlight's soft glow) is almost fur-like, with the attire foreign, almost as if it didn't come from this world. Was that some sort of costume? But it's far too large to be a human...and whatever it is, it’s attacking – your sworn archnemesis from high school?? Your biggest rival in Destiny City is quickly losing the fight to a horror from the beyond, and you’re the only person that can help them. The creature winning against them appears to have already been injured in the brawl, bearing a long gash down its side. Could it be defeated, and your rival saved? But the more important question is… do you help them? Or would it be easier to let this monster do the dirty work before you take it on? Of course, if you don’t have the nerve or foresight, you can always run, but you’re pretty sure sudden movement is going to get that thing’s attention.
Better decide fast. Or slow.
THIS AIN’T SEAWORLD, THIS IS AS REAL AS IT GETS. Peyton Candace Scott's Response At first, this had seemed like a great idea.
Seeing a real-life, up-close METEORITE?! How much more exciting did it get!?
But now, after tripping over numerous twigs due to ever-fading, unreliable beam from her flashlight, realizing how hungry she was, and how friggin' COLD it was (why didn't she pick up a coat?!) Peyton Scott was beginning to think otherwise.
Picking her way through trees and bushes, she finally reached her destination - the grassy hill in the middle of the park, where she'd watched the meteorite fall with her brother's build-your-own telescope kit. Why it had been in her room, she didn't know, clearly the little snot had been in there at some point in the last few days. Probably looking for his camera - she wanted to see what pictures he had on it! She'd heard from a friend of a friend that apparently, he had a girlfriend. And he protected that camera like a child would it's favourite toy, so there was clearly something on there he didn't want her to see. And she'd been right, of course. Such an adorable picture, of him with a rather pretty girl...
Oh?
Who were they?
Suddenly aware of two silhouettes on the hill, Peyton stopped at the base, frowning as she looked up. That was far too big to be a human being, surely? She adjusted her flashlight to try and get a better look, fiddling a little, whacking it against her palm a couple of times until the beam was bright enough to vaguely illuminate the foreign figure. And boy, was this new.
Fur?
FUR!?
What kind of frickin' creature stood on two legs, was huge like that, and had FUR!? She would've just assumed it was a bear, no problem. Except, well, y'know...she was in the park. In the middle of the city. The zoo was at least a mile away, and besides, she was sure there would have been a radio bulletin or something if a wild animal had escaped. Besides, after a little closer inspection, it became very, very clear that this was no bear. It wasn't like anything she'd ever seen before. A scream soon broke her fazed expression, flashlight glare adjusted once again to shine over the second silhouette, which was considerable smaller and pathetic-looking against the monster-bear-alien-thing.
No way.
Was that...surely not?
Patricia Junwit!?!?!?!?!
Her sworn arch-nemesis from back at Meadowview, from the time when she'd played that horrible prank...Peyton had been walking around with green hair for WEEKS! And all because she'd just happened to find out through a friend of a cousin of a friend that her new pet poodle hadn't been pedigree...and then had accidentally blurted it out to all her Crystal friends. By accident, of course! She felt anger begin to boil in her blood, as it always did when she set her amber eyes on that conceited, snotty, spoiled face...
But the anger was quick to fade when she saw the blood. The monster seemed hurt, but that wasn't stopping it from attacking Patricia, and she didn't stand a chance.
Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap.
C'mon, Peyton, think. Think like your life depends on it! Ohwait, it did, crapcrapcrapcrapcrap. She couldn't run, that would get it's attention! But it wouldn't take long for it to notice her after it was done with Patricia, either. Surely the only option was to attack it, a surprise attack? It was too busy with Patricia, it wouldn't notice if she just crept up behind it...weapon. She needed a weapon. Peyton winced, mentally blocking out a second scream as she quickly searched around herself for something to attack it with, adapting quickly to the situation. A large tree branch...perfect. Well, no, not really perfect, but it was the best she had so she'd have to work with it. She used slow movements to pick it up, trying to make as little noise as ********, it was heavy.
"Owwww, my back," she hissed slowly under her breath, knowing full well no-one was around to listen to her complaints but feeling the need to anyway. As if to...confirm to herself that yes, she was in pain. She hoisted the branch into the air, stumbling to the left a little with the weight, wincing as she paused in the hopes that the monster-bear-alien-thing hadn't noticed. Luckily for her, it hadn't.
Unluckily for Patricia, that was because it was still attacking her.
Peyton hobbled forwards little by little, taking small pidgeon steps in the hopes of keeping her balance. The branch was heavy, and it would have been far easier to drag it, but that would have created a hell of a lot more sound. The gradient of the hill wasn't making things any easier, Peyton having to shift her weight in order to keep her balance. She was nearly there...soclose! Another step, and another, and another... And with an almighty 'THUD!' the branch landed squarely on the creature's head, Peyton screaming as hands instinctively curled up over her head, knees bending as she crouched down to make herself as small as possible. She wasn't really sure why...it just felt right. The monster gave an almighty roar - she could've sworn she heard words, but to be honest she wasn't particularly listening, since she wasn't expecting an articulate monster - before it stumbled to the left, giving Peyton a very clear view of Patricia.
And boy, was she in a state.
Blood, everywhere. Whether it was the monster's or hers Peyton couldn't quite determine, but judging by those slashes across her arms and chest a fair amount of it was hers. Peyton's eyes grew wide - boy, this was it. The creature was dazed, off to the left a couple of (pretty huge) steps down the hill, shaking it's head and trying to get it's sight straight. She looked up to Patricia, down to the monster. Up, down.
"RUN, JUNWIT!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, darting forwards and snatching Patricia's hand in her own, taking only a second to freak out over the fact that she now had blood and other disgusting things on her before she was off down the hill, on the opposite side to the monster. She heard booming footsteps, it must have been following them, but she didn't look back, didn't stop running. She was practically dragging Patricia, not having a clue whether she was conscious or even alive, all she cared about was that she, Peyton, got as far away from that horrible thing as possible!
And suddenly they were out of the woods, and on the road. There wasn't anyone around, it was too late, but Peyton still kept running, took and right, then a left. She didn't even know where she was going! But finally the sound of the footsteps faded, her breathing got heavier, her legs ached. Peyton slowed to a stop, gasping air into her lungs, dropping the limp hand she'd been clinging to as she leaned back against a wall, hand on her chest as she concentrated on calming herself and getting her breathing rate back to normal. "********, I'm so hungry..." she mumbled softly to herself, eyes finally straying to the limp, seemingly-lifeless body beside her. There was so...so much blood. Peyton's legs suddenly felt weak beneath her as they gave way, a sob breaking out of her throat as she sank to the ground, body beginning to shake. Was she dead? She couldn't be... Peyton had tried to save her! She hated her, hated her for what she'd done, but she didn't deserve to die! Not like that, not by a monster...
And suddenly she was up again, running. But this time she wasn't dragging anything, wasn't holding anything. Tears clouded her eyes as she ran all the way back home, back into bed, curling up into a fetal position under her covers, shuddering and sobbing until she finally drifted back off to sleep.
On the local news channel the next day, the story about the meteorite was overshadowed, by the suspected murder of local schoolgirl Patricia Junwit.
She'd tried.
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:56 am
QUEST Coming soon to a journal near you: Sailor ???, Senshi of Waterfalls!?!?
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:57 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 9:58 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:01 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:02 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 10:05 am
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