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[Amelia Isabelle Avare]

LADiES && GENTLEMEN MAY I INTRODUCE TO YOU,,
AMELIA ISABELLE AVARE !

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alright, so you can call me char and i have been kicking it in england for nineteen summers. i’m pulling the strings of no puppets and they go by nothing! alright well enough about me kidd, lets get to the main player, BUT if you need to get at me you can contact me at PM., no problem!

LETS JUST COVER THE BASICS, ALRIGHT?

full name: Amelia Isabelle Avare
how do we pronounce that?: Sh-ar-lotte Is-a-belle a-vare
nicknames: Belle, Madamoiselle Avare, Lotte
age & birthday: Twenty years of age born on 3rd September
occupation: understudy to the leading lady at the opera magnificent
what kind of money you making?: upper middle class
ethnicity: Caucasian; born in England with French and Italian heritage
face claim: Diane Kruger
appearance:
Amelia is, in her opinion, rather plain. She has been called beautiful before, but refuses to believe it. Her nose points slightly upward which she feels makes her look like a bird. She is rather self-conscious about her appearance, and tends to see the faults more then the attributes. For one, Amelia is rather thin for her size; she stands at around 5ft 8 and weighs only around 9 stones. She has been accused of being anorexic many times, but if you see her eat you'll know it's a different story. Amelia is also, rather large chested, which she finds both good and bad. It's good because it gives her shape, but bad in the sense that she gets back pain from time to time, and has in the past had complete strangers try and hit on her.

Because of her mixed heritage, her skin is slightly darker, giving her a exotic appearance. This sometimes causes people to mistake her for someone outside of Europe, which she sometimes finds annoying. The completion of her skin compliments her light blonde hair, which falls down past her shoulders. Her hair isn't completely light blonde; there are darker shades within it, creating a very interesting hair colour. The darker colours in her hair help to bring out the beauty of her greyish blue eyes

I LIKE HOW YOUR MIND WORKS, BABY.

likes:
Singing
Dancing
Acting
Her father playing for her
Dogs
Listening to stories of the Phantom
Visiting her family
The Opera house
Eating
Reading
Painting
God
dislikes:
Cruel people
The thought of being alone
Massive crowds
The thought of making a bad impression
Her stubbon nature
Getting things wrong
Being afraid, it's not a nice emotion for her
People overwhelming her when she's not in the mood
Cats [she's allergic]
Her mother no longer being around
fears:
Spiders
Closed spaces
Being alone
Being hurt or killed
Loosing her father
habits:
Doing things over and over again
Putting things in a certain place or order
Slouching when not doing anything
Biting her lip
strengths:
Singing
Drawing
Playing the piano
Reading
Compassionate
Understanding
weakness:
These strange compulsions she has can get out of control
Is naive at times
A bit too trusting
Hasn't got that much confidence in her singing
goals:
To become a leading lady
To marry a man who she loves
To see her mother again in heaven
secret(s):
She has some feelings for the assistant manager
Her faith has not been as strong since her mother's death
Her father's influence helped her to get her job
personality:
Charlotte is a rather quiet and reserved person when not in the limelight of the stage. When not performing, she prefers to stay in the background rather then be the centre of attention. This is mainly due to the fact that she finds it hard to make friends and has in the past been bullied. So because of this, she finds it hard to talk to people. She has a deep desire to leave a good first impression with people, but is unsure how exactly to do that. This reserved nature is the reason behind her difficulty in making friends, and she is trying to work through it.

However, once she gets to know someone, it is as if a flame ignites within her. She becomes open and warm and very charismatic. It often surprises people to see her like this, but nerves often get he better of her, but this nervous exterior melts away once she begins to trust someone. There is a slight reluctance to her character at all times, but that is only because she fears that if she trusts the person completely, sooner or later they'll let her down or betray her.

Amelia has an unexplainable desire within her for things to be clean, tidy and put in a certain place or order. She has no idea why she is like this but if she doesn't do something to correct the 'mess' she feels uncomfortable and can't move on until the task is done. She thinks it may have started when she was a young girl because she remembers wanting to control things and believes it may have developed from that.

It is fair to say that Amelia is rather stubborn and strong willed, she doesn't like to be told what to do and often objects to things, which she has no interest in. If in an argument, it is very unlikely that she'll back down until she wins. This is an attribute she received from her father, and often finds it amusing if they get into an argument. She cannot help being stubborn and wishes that she could let things go once in a while, but she seems unable to. She'll have a joke about it with her friends and often tries to brush it off as a common human flaw. But her stubborn nature can sometimes be used for good, if she feels the need to do something to help someone else; she'll ignore everyone's rejections and do it anyway. She has a deep passion for helping others, and won't let someone suffer if she can stop it.

Amelia is rather intelligent and has strong music sense which comes to no surprise considering her father is a musician and a famous and successful composer. She has a sharp mind and can quickly pick up a piece of music after hearing it once or twice. She is able to use her intellect to analyse any situation she finds herself in. She keeps a rather cool and calm head if she finds herself in a predicament, and uses her intelligence to work out what to do. Her intellect can annoy people at times but she is unable to help herself. This intellect can sometimes come off in the wrong way, especially if she analyses a person and gets it wrong.

YOU MIND IF WE GET A LITTLE PHYSICAL, LOVE?

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sexuality: heterosexual
turn ons:
Brown or blue eyes
Beautiful hair, she doesn't care if its long or short just that it's beautiful
A good soul, appearance isn't everything after all
Someone who shares her passion for music
Romantics
turn offs:
Selfish people
People who go after her to get to her father
Personality conflicts
Those who value money above everything else
People who look down on others

SO WHAT'S YOUR STORY? WHIP OUT YOUR WALLET LET’S SEE SOME PICTURES!

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mother: Fauntine Jeun Avare [deceased]
father: Giovanni Avare
siblings: n/a
spouse: n/a
children: n/a
other relatives:
pets: Had a horse back in England
hometown: Chertsey in Surrey England
current residence: Paris
history:
Amelia was born to Giovanni Avare and Fauntine Avare, her father was an Italian musician and composer who'd fallen hopelessly in love with her mother during one of his tours. She was born in the posh area of Surrey in a town called Chertsey on a warm autumn night, the family had been touring in England, and when she arrived they decided to stay in England untill Amelia was older.

Although Amelia's family had a lot of money, they didn't flaunt it about, so they lived in a simple four-bedroom cottage in Surrey near to London, they had a wonderful farm house view, and Amelia enjoyed waking up to see the sun rising up over the hills. She would often wake her father and mother up to watch it with her, and she was deeply saddened when they eventually moved back to Paris when she was sixteen years old. When she was four years old, Amelia was in a music store and saw a piano, approaching it she banged on the keys and found herself enjoying the sound. Her father had been with her at the time and decided to buy it for her began to teach her how to play it. Along the way, Amelia began to learn how to sing, and her father was impressed by her skills.

She eventually started a grammar school in London, being rather shy, she didn't interact with the other children that much. In lessons, she picked up things quicker then most because of her lessons at home with her parents and her maid. Because she was different to the other children, she was often teased and she began to find it hard to make friends. She found some comfort when she turned eight years old; she befriended Bethan, a girl in her English class, the two became good friends and Amelia found herself becoming happier with each moment she spend with the young girl. Bethan often questioned Amelia about her strange last name and Amelia found great pride in announcing that she had Italian and French roots. She found herself able to share with Bethan a lot of her thoughts and feelings, and their friendship grew stronger over the years

Things took a turn for the worse when Amelia was ten years old when she came home from school to find her mother on the floor. Rushing to her aid, she saw that he was in pain and called a doctor. When they arrived, it was discovered that he'd gotten an infection that had gone unnoticed. Her mother gradually got worse until a month later she died. Amelia was traumatised by the experience and felt as if she'd lost a part of herself and her faith in God was shaken slightly.

Amelia completed school and got her education, but she still longed to sing, but her mother's death hung over her, in order to protect herself, she put up a 'mask' and made the world think she was just like everyone else; normal and happy. But inside she was dying. After a trip to Paris with her father, Amelia discovered the Opera Populair, deciding it was somewhere for her to be who she truely was and for her to let her soul sour to the skies. After a lot of planning, her and her father moved to Paris and bought a small cottage near the Opera House.

IS THAT ALL WE NEED TO KNOW?

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member title: understudy to leading lady
i know you read the rules: -ADMIN EDIT-
impress me, baby:

With a heavy sigh Rosangela watched as the last rays of the sun dissapeared from sight as it descended behind the rooftops that surrounded her. It wouldn't be long till it would be completly dark and Rosangela would once again be alone. Alone to think over her own private thoughts without having anyone to question or judge her.

Of course, she didn't have to be alone, she had her maid Marie, and there was an extra room which the young maid could use. But Rosangela always dismissed her for the evening and allowed the young girl to stay with her friends and family. After all, she didn't need Marie during the night, and it would only make her feel uncomfortable if she knew someone was watching her.

After all, the dark hours of the night was when Rosangela practised her singing. She knew her voice was good, but she still needed practice. And although she was normally quite a confident women, she deeply feared singing around others in case they thought her voice... disgusting. She was very concious about her voice, and she didn't take too well to insults over her singing.

But she had come to Paris in high hopes of gaining confidence and singing in the famous Opera Populair. Sadly though, when she had arrived in Paris, the Opera house had been burnt to the ground. When she had talked to people, she had discovered it had burnt down ten years ago. Which surprised Rosangela because she had never heard of the event in England. Then again, not many Englishman knew of the Opera Populair. She only knew because she had often come to Paris on a holiday.

But now that it was destroyed, her high hopes of becoming an Opera singer was gone, of course she could go to the Opera Magnificant. But she had heard it was tough to get in there, and she didn't have the strength to try and fight her way into there. At least not yet, maybe soon she would. But for now all she had to do was find a teacher and train her voice to perfection.

As the moon began to rise, Rosangela smiled and sat in her bedroom chair. She found herself thinking over the past few months that had happened. She had left her family and friends behind, moved her, gotten a maid and had been getting to know a few people that lived around her. And from that she had learnt bits and pieces of what had happened to the Opera Populair. Not many people liked to talk of it. But there had been many mentions of a ghost. Which Rosangela had found herself laughing at.

She was a Christian, and she believed in no ghosts, only the Lord and the holy spirit. The talk of a ghost haunting the Opera house had amused her greatly. It was probably tricks and ilusions, or some simple girl making up stories. But from looking at people, she had seen that this silly fantasy had gotten quite deep. And she feared for the many people around her, it was not good to live in a world of dreams.

Looking at her clock, she decided that it was a good time to start her practice. Rising from her chair she opened the large doors that led out onto her balcony and pulled the thin curtains across to add as a small shield against the elements. It was slightly warm inside and she needed a cool breeze. But she didn't wish for there to be a large amount because it was Winter and she knew she could easily catch a cold if she wasn't careful.

Breathing deeply, she put her hand on her stomach area and closed her eyes. Memories flooded her mind, memories of her father; the very man who had started her teaching in singing. Her father was a musician so she had a musical ear and had picked up on things that surrounded her. Her father had noticed this and had begun to train her. But he could only do so much.

A sense of lonliness washed over Rosangela, and she felt small tears form in her eyes. She missed her family alot, and her friends. But truthfully she had always been alone, the majority of her friends were married and some even had children. Even her sister had someone to love her. But did she? No, never. Most people stayed away, they didn't see her like they saw other people. Rosangela had never known why.. but she was seen as an outcast. And it had caused her to become lonely. But she hoped that at least here she could find love

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