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 Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 3:51 pm
αℓι¢є ℓα∂∂ & мιαн вєяиα∂єттσ  ◄◄◄ αℓι¢є ℓα∂∂ ►►►►►►►►►►►►◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄◄ мιαн вєяиα∂єттσ ►►► 
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 3:56 pm
Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Ⅵ Ⅶ Ⅷ Ⅷ Ⅸ Ⅹ ωσя∂ѕ нανє иσ мєαиιиg Ⅹ Ⅸ Ⅷ Ⅷ Ⅶ Ⅵ Ⅴ Ⅳ Ⅲ Ⅱ Ⅰ "For ******** sake, get a grip. Life's gonna screw you over. So deal with it." ✘ Name: Alice Ladd
✘ Age: 42 {Now 43}
✘ Height: 5' 5"
✘ Weight: 110 lbs
✘ Hair Color: Dark Brown {Dyed Black Regularly}
✘ Eye Color: Blue
✘ Gender: Female
✘ Birthday: Spring 21st
✘ Sexuality: Heterosexual
✘ Job: Owner of 'The Windmill'
✘ Likes: Sexual endeavors, cigars, classy items
✘ Dislikes: Structure, prudes, questions on her eye patch
✘ Diary Location: On the top shelf of her closet.  ✘ History: Growing up in the shittiest part of town, Alice had one talent... manipulation, and by the most favorable ways to men. It probably started when she was finishing junior high, but the morality of it was never an issue with her. When could it be when her life at home was hell. Her father was a deadbeat that apparently was transformed by alcohol, for he once was a caring father and devoted husband. It's a load of bull, but one her mother chose to believe, even when he was drunk and beating the crap out of both of them. One day he just bailed and left her and her mother to take of themselves. It would've been just fine, but it was hard enough to stay alive with his job, now they were in a pretty tighter spot. Luckily Alice met a man who offered a job doing what she did best. Firstly as a side job, it soon became her life as Madame Mia, a stripper. Surely, she wasn't a saint there and made the most of it. With her home, she was never a believer in love... but then came this customer that made her question those beliefs. It took some time, but they ended up dating and all was well for a while. Unfortunately, Alice found herself in the middle of an abusive relationship. A statistic she still hates in her life. The male was highly jealous and possessive of her; getting paid to flaunt your assets at others didn't really help her position. Things got worse, their last fight was one that involved police, a gun, and the recurring nightmare that haunted Alice for years to come. She got out of that without an eye and as fragile as one could be. The latter not really noticeable as she continued her job, eventually meeting a rich guy which she practically conned a good amount of money for.
Age was falling on her, well rather the drinking and smoking was, and she didn't really want to spend the rest of her life as a stripper... Which was the main reason for the con and high-tailing to Nirvani where she set up her own establishment. It quickly brought in a constant group of customers, and a lot of drama along with it. There was something else though, a young Frenchman who she hired as a bouncer. A relationship ensued from there, one that she had sworn off from the beginning. To this day she wouldn't be able to say why she agreed to it. It was nice, simple for a while, with Alice clearly laying out she wouldn't commit to anything. That all went to hell when she found out she was pregnant... and made the mistake of letting the awkwardness linger and telling the guy she was expecting. Otherwise, she would've taken care of it. From that day, Alice was basically put on house-arrest to rest and be careful. She wasn't thrilled about that, and she wasn't thrilled about a life in a home taking care of a child once Miah was born. The charade lasted for a year before an argument rose in the couple causing the final break-up. Alice couldn't deal with that life, the life he had wanted from the beginning. So now she had a girl to take care off and a business to get back to. Suffice to say the girl spent a lot of her time with her father until she was old enough to be by herself... at 7. This probably wasn't fair to the girl, but Alice's softer side had diminished over the years. Her gaze is sharper than ever, and really a night goes by that she doesn't come to her door drunk. Though her business is run smoothly, her house is another matter that Miah has been appointed to. Love doesn't exist in her plane, but lust surely does.
✘ Personality: Sarcasm and interest fills the woman's core these days. She's become a woman of little words, well useless words. Her demeanor is stricter with time, and slightly bitter, even when she's drunk. Perhaps enough drinks can bring up glimpses of her formal self, the one that's seen with Miah every now and then. ✘ Family:
_____ ✘ Miah Bernadetto (Daughter)
_____ ✘
✘ Theme Song: Ajito's Theme [►]
_____ ✘ Other Songs:
__________ Locked Up [►] (Won't Stop Listening)
__________ Heaven Forbid [►] (Won't Stop Listening)
__________ Don't Believe In Love [►] (Love Song)
__________ I Am In Love With You [►] (Love Song)
__________ Gasoline [►] (Special Meaning)
✘ Wardrobe:✘ Throughout the Years: Baby ►►► Toddler ►►► Kid ►►► Pre-Teen ►►► Teen ►►► Young Adult ►►► Adult
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2011 4:00 pm
Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Ⅵ Ⅶ Ⅷ Ⅷ Ⅸ Ⅹ σиℓу ∂αи¢є fℓσσя ρяαуєяѕ ¢αи ѕανє уσυ Ⅹ Ⅸ Ⅷ Ⅷ Ⅶ Ⅵ Ⅴ Ⅳ Ⅲ Ⅱ Ⅰ "You're boring. You know that, right?"
★ Name: Miah Bernadetto ★ Age: 11 ★ Height: 4' 4" ★ Weight: 60 lbs ★ Hair Color: Blonde ★ Eye Color: Blue ★ Gender: Female ★ Birthday: Summer 23rd ★ Sexuality: Bisexual ★ Job: Student ★ Likes: Dancing, fashion, gum ★ Dislikes: Idiots, messes, blueberries ★ Diary Location: Inside her purse. ★ History: Blissful ignorance only lasts as long as your common sense is away. Unfortunately common sense came for Miah at a very early age. She doesn't remember the days of fighting her parents had before breaking up when she was an infant, obviously. But she has always been aware of that tension and awkward moments whenever they were together for her sake. What it was wasn't defined until later, but Miah always something off with them. Her daily routine was pretty unusual, most of her days and nights watched over by her father since her mother decided parenthood wouldn't tie her down. She would've resented her for that, but to do that, she needed to be at her father's place all the time, and she would've, but he decided there wasn't much in the island except her and left. So the young child was left with her mother who kept an eye on her until she was old enough to be left at home alone. Seven years old and managing a house seemed like a scary feat at first, but Miah eventually got to it. At weeks the house would be a mess, sometimes it wouldn't. She had her scares, but she worked through them. Now veering into teenagedom, Miah is still keeping the house together, quite meticulously actually, while her mother gets home drunk until the next morning. Every so often she drifts into The Windmill when she's bored, spending her time in more adult environments. Usually a staff member urges her to leave, but they all know Alice doesn't really care if she's in the bar or not. Which is why Miah doesn't care much either.
★ Personality: Miah certainly inherited her mother's wits and sharp tongue. She usually had a bored expression on her face, not having the patience to deal with many people. There's a tendency to boss people around, and an even bigger one to be a b***h for whatever reason she deems.
★ Family: _____ ★ Alice Ladd (Mother), Pip Bernadetto (Father)_____ ★ ★ Theme Song: Theme Of The Tantalus [►]_____ ★ Other Songs:__________ I Like The Way You Move [►] (Won't Stop Listening)__________ Party Rock Anthem [►] (Won't Stop Listening)__________ Dizzy [►] (Love Song)__________ Love Doesn't Last Too Long [►] (Love Song)__________ Are We? Will We? [►] (Special Meaning)
★ Wardrobe:
★ Throughout the Years: Baby ►►► Toddler ►►► Kid ►►► Pre-Teen ►►► Teen ►►► Young Adult ►►► Adult
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