Post by sadie lucille upson. on Nov 27, 2009 15:11:19 GMT -5
hey! i'm Caitlin and i dwell in Canada. isn't that just dandy?! i am 18 years old and loving
it! the characters i play on this amazing roleplay site are Sadie Lucille Upson, and N/A
don't forget it! oh btw, i've been roleplaying for like 4 years! yeah, you better believe it.
my final last words would be HOLY FUCK IT'S AN ADMIN EDIT. <3
NAME: Sadie Lucille Upson.
AGE: Seventeen.
GENDER: Female.
SEXUALITY: Straight, but not as an arrow.
CRIME: “The drugs, man. So many drugs. Possession. Possession with the intent to sell. Being under the influence -now that’s a repeat offence. Well, they all are. Shit, it’s a good thing that stuff’s all they know about. Trafficking. Trafficking to minors. Growing. Making. Occasional whoring. Sometimes shit gets violent too –now that’s something that we won’t be going into detail about.”
PLAYBY: Creepy Chan (Allison Harvard)
MEMBER GROUP: Street.
LOVE:
-Drugs
-Alcohol
-Being thin
-Her dad
-Chocolate milk
-Being warm and comfy
-Cuddling
-Disney movies
-Chilling out
-Big sunglasses
HATE:
-Cigarettes
-Authority figures
-Fat/fat people
-Whoring
-Lucy Upson
-Bad Hygiene
-Discrimination
-Confrontation
-Hurting people emotionally
-Losing control over her body
STRENGTHS:
-Bullshitting
-Resilient
-Sociable
-Open-minded
WEAKNESSES:
-Self-image
-Weak
-Prone to illness
-Passive
SECRETS:
-Daddy
-Has had at least three miscarriages
-The crimes the cops don’t know about
-She keeps a lot of secrets for her friends
FEARS:
-Heights
-Getting fat
-Getting taller
-Zombie apocalypse
-Getting HIV/AIDS, and STI, Hep C, etc.
PERSONALITY:
Sadie’s fairly laid-back when her emotions are stable. Only a few subjects are able to work her up, and even then she’ll try to remain cool as long as possible. She dislikes fights and confrontation, so if she can’t play peacekeeper then she’ll at least try to remain neutral. Since she’s not very strong, she does her best to avoid physical fights, although emotionally they don’t bother her as much.
Sadie’s sociable. She’s always enjoyed spending time with her friends and making new ones. Joking and laughing are her bread and butter, and she often mock-flirts with people (in a way they know it’s just in good fun) and calls them pet names like ‘sexyface’ and ‘honey bunches of sugar and oats.’ Unless you address her weight or shine her drug use in a negative light, she’s going to be nice to you.
Sadie’s a good secret-keeper, for both her and others. If you tell her something and make it clear that it’s a secret, then her lips are sealed. She understands the need to keep secrets, so she respects those of others. However, if she feels your secret is doing more harm than good and is something that can be solved, she will try to persuade you to tell someone who’s a professional that she feels can actually help. She won’t tell them without express permission though.
Sadie’s mixed-up. On some level, she knows what her dad did was wrong, but at the same time it’s all she ever really had for a long time. To her, there’s no difference between love and sex. When she’s with a guy who doesn’t hit her, she finds it more terrifying than being with a guy who does. As far as drugs go, he never smoked pot because the idea of getting the munchies terrified her, but instead stuck to drugs like cocaine, speed, MDMA/ecstasy, and heroine. As a rule, she’s not addicted to just one, as she’ll take what she can get. However, lately her heroine use has become more frequent –but she’ll never admit she’s an addict, despite going to desperate lengths to obtain drugs.
Sadie is very forgetful, although it’s quite understandable when you look at her history of drugs and being around men with harsh words and harsher hands. Some of the ‘forgetfulness’ is more like outright repression, but of course she’s not aware she’s doing this.
HOMETOWN: Acton, ON Canada.
PARENTS:
Lucy Upson is 39, and her job (and location) is unknown.
Patrick Upson is 41, and is a road worker.
SIBLINGS: None.
OTHER RELATIVES: anyone else you happen to be related to.
HISTORY:
"Thin is beautiful. Thin is in -the drugs are in too. In my nose, in my mouth, in my lungs, and in my veins -not my brain though, baby. I control me- and they’re beautiful too; they make me thin. They keep me little, and I want to be little. I have to be little…” Daddy’s little girl. “Forever.”
Sadie’s mom left her on her first day of kindergarten.
Looking back, she realizes that she should have expected something was going to happen.
Lucy had taken the morning off work to walk Sadie to school, telling Sadie insistently to make sure she memorized the way. When they arrived Lucy shoved her way through the packs of parents (well, mostly proud, crying mothers) who were also seeing their children off on their first day of school, until they were by the line of new students awaiting the classroom door to open. There, she dodged Sadie’s hug by handing a light lunchbox to her, and instead of leaning down for a kiss, she just put a hand on Sadie’s back and lightly pressed her towards the line, telling her to make sure she made lots of friends.
Then she left.
Of course, Sadie didn’t think too much of this as that’s when class started. It wasn’t until lunchtime that she even thought of her mom again. While everyone else sat down and enjoyed what their moms had packed, Sadie opened her lunchbox to find it was empty.
Just like Lucy.
Her dad was never empty though.
When his wife never came home from work that night, he knew she wasn’t coming home again.
So all of his affections turned to his daughter. All of them.
At first, it was innocent -just a lot of hugs, kisses, and pats on the head. It wasn’t until Sadie started grade one that the touches started. Until he started asking her to touch him back.
This went on until she was eleven, when puberty started to hit.
Suddenly, Daddy wasn’t loving her any more. He was telling her she was too big to sit on his lap. Too tall to pick up. Too big to hug. Too big to love –just like Mommy. According to him, that’s why Mommy left: he tried to love her for too long, but because big girls don’t like love she abandoned them.
According to him, that’s also why he needed to start hitting Sadie. Love wasn’t what big girls like her needed; she needed punishment to remind her where she belonged, which was there with him.
While everyone else in the world would agree that this mentality was far beyond flawed, to Sadie it made perfect sense. While no one could love her now, and she couldn’t need their love, Daddy used to love her -and even now that he didn’t love her he still took care of her- so he must know what’s best for her.
Only, she desperately missed his love.
As she got older, things got confusing. She watched her classmates and classmates develop crushes and relationships and listened to her friends talking about how much they ‘loved’ so-and-so.
For a few years it confused her, but whenever she tried to ask her friends questions she confused them.
It wasn’t until one day, when she was fourteen, while half-watching a show talking about models and eating disorders that she realized what she needed to do. Watching all these big girls making themselves little girls made sense to her; if she lost weight, she could sit on Daddy’s lap again. Eating less would slow down her growth rate -and a couple times drug use was mentioned, and hadn’t her health teacher said doing drugs can stunt growth? If she just did these things, she could be his little girl again and then she could be loved again.
It took less than a year for things to get out of hand.
The weight wasn’t a big issue; she knew how to control it -she craved her control over it- without going too far. She never purposely purged to lose weight (although sometimes she would accidentally binge too much for her stomach to handle) because she didn’t want to damage her throat and teeth, but she did avoid food and count the calories of what she did intake to exercise accordingly. Sadie tries to keep her weight between 90-110 pounds, because (despite her delusional mind) she knows if she goes any lower she’ll be in serious trouble, but any higher and she won’t be ‘little.’
The drugs, however, were harder to control. Oh yeah, they kept her weight down, but they also made it so she couldn’t exercise properly anymore. At first, it was because they just made her too weak to lift weights or do push-ups, but as time went on she started to develop a ‘why bother?’ mentality. After all, they kept her skinny just as well as the exercise did. So what if she didn’t have muscle? Muscle’s too big and heavy anyways.
It wasn’t just with exercise that she had this mentality with; within the first two months of grade 10 she dropped out of high school, and by Christmas she left home.
It hurt her a lot to leave, but the drugs showed her new people, who showed her new things. She found guys who not only hit her, but also loved her, which was something her dad still wasn’t doing, despite her otherwise successful plans that have kept her skinny and 5’5”. The nearly three years she’s spent away from home before Desolation Row caught her, she’s spent alternating between living with these guys, living in small houses cramped with loads of other druggies, squatting, and even on the street. She’s also spent it breaking every drug-related law, stealing, assisting others with violence, and stuff she doesn’t even remember.
While the quality of the stuff she actually got caught doing wasn't that bad, the quantity was apparently bad enough for her to get sent to Desolation Row.
so, yeah, this template was made by MAC MALICIOUS ?! of Caution v2.0! don't steal or imma cut you! haha, yeah, i really won't, or will i? ;] ok but seriously, don't steal, it's me
an and doesn't really help your integrity now does it?
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