Post by SANTANA LOPEZ on Feb 17, 2012 7:32:25 GMT -6
SANTANA ISABELLE LOPEZ
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ONE GENERATIONS LENGTH AWAY
from finding life out on my own
from finding life out on my own
AGE: Seventeen.
BIRTH DATE: August First.
SEXUALITY: homosexual.
ETHNICITY: Hispanic.
PLAY BY: Naya Rivera.
YEAR/GROUP: Junior.
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STOP THIS TRAIN,
I want to get off and go home again
I want to get off and go home again
» determined
When it comes to determination, you'll never find anyone more determined then Santana Lopez. She is so determined to do whatever it is needed to do at that moment in time, that she doesn't care about the consequences. This kind of goes hand in hand with her recklessness, but also with how stubborn she is. Once Santana makes up her mind, there is no changing it, and she'll dive head on into a battle if it means getting what she wants, whether or not she has the blessing of people around her. Most of the time, Santana's determination takes her off track of what shes supposed to be doing, and she often ends up with things half done, though later ends up finishing them, even if it takes a night without sleep. This determination can be hazardous to her health, as well, as sometimes, she's so determined to finish things that she even will forget to eat.
» bitchy
Santana is definitely the definition of a bitchy chick with a bad attitude that most people either hate, or love about her. She's a brutal person, which often comes across as rude, though she just speaks her mind and doesn't care about consequences. Santana can, and will, flip out at someone if they say the wrong thing, hell, she might even if they say the wrong thing, but that's just her being her. She loves arguments, and sometimes will argue over little, to no reason. She's a full on bitch who doesn't give a damn what you think, or what you do. She has a "I don't give a fuck." attitude, and will probably never change.
» jealous.
Santana is the kind of girl who get's extremely jealous quite easily, especially over her past lovers, and her present sort-of girlfriend. She's dished out threats and insults to more then a handful of people for being with Puck, Finn, and Brittany, and will continue to if anything happens to break she and Brittany up. She also get's jealous when Rachel always ends up with the female solo's in Glee club, and constantly insults her and complains during their sessions to Mr. Schuester and the rest of the class.
» insecure.
Sure, Santana has a bad-girl attitude and can dish it out like it's going out of style, but she can't deal with people insulting her. She cares too much about what people think of her, and so she has to put up a front of being a hard ass and such. She acts this way because she has so many feelings about Brittany which confuse and anger her and she doesn't like to deal with it because of the consequences, she's also scared of the way people talk about her because of her sexuality.
» intelligent.
Even though most people put her down, or don't think highly of her in the smart department, Santana can be extremely intelligent but just chooses not to let people know. She often has good ideas and ends up saying things that make people think about the situation, for example when they had the spanish night teacher come in and perform, but then Mr. Schuester did a performance that was extremely stereotypical and she flipped out because he was treating teaching spanish as a joke by using the already presented stereotypes.
HISTORY:
Santana was raised in a wealthy family, therefore she grew up in a well organized neighborhood with her best friends; Quinn Fabray and Brittany Morris. She first met Brittany as her next door neighbor that her parents introduced her to. At first she thought that the blonde was rather dense about the world. Heck, even Santana knew where babies came from, and she was only ten years old at the time. But when she came to know the girl by play dates and sleepovers, she grew to love her, in more ways than one.
When high school rolled around, her, Brittany, and Quinn were like the fierce threesome. Everyone knew them, whether they were nerds, choir kids, or teachers. Everyday people would say their name or stare at them from their locker. In Freshman year, the three got into cheerleading, and soon became Cheerio's under Coach Sylvester's rule. Santana didn't mind the struggle and the pain, she surprisingly thought it was worth her time. Her grades and social life were great by the time her Freshman year was over, and her social life escalated during the summer. They were at a party, being invited by a couple of jocks that sent them suggestive looks. Santana had a little too much to drink, but she knew what she was doing when she took off her clothes to some guy she thought was hot. And since then, she realized that high school guys were easy.
In Sophomore year, the threesome joined Glee club, probably the stupidest thing Santana had ever done in her teenage years. She only went there to spy on the club, oh and maybe to help Quinn with her boyfriend who seems to have googly eyes for some loser. At first she despised it and often went home to whine to her mother about how lame the kids were and how Ms. Sylvester was going to ruin the Cheerios. She would later call Brittany and tell her her agitation's of the day, though she just got back from spending all day with the blonde.
Even though she joined only to ruin the Glee club, Santana grew to not mind it. She found out that she even enjoyed it most days. Of course she didn't admit it to anyone -she even kept that dirty little secret from Brittany, who she usually tells everything to.
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I CAN'T TAKE THE
speed it's moving in
speed it's moving in
FATHER: Doctor Havier Lopez, Thirty seven.
SIBLINGS: N/A
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: Alma Lopez, Grandmother.
ORIGIN: Lima, Ohio.
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I KNOW I CAN'T, BUT
honestly, won't someone stop this train?
honestly, won't someone stop this train?
AGE: Eighteen.
EXPERIENCE: Six Years.
OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
WRITING SAMPLE: at least 200 words, please! PERCY JACKSON SAMPLE.
The bright blue eyed and light brown haired girl was half asleep in her bed, a little moan coming from her lips as the sun hit her face from the window, her late night of potion making coming back to haunt her. "I knew I should have went to bed earlier.." She muttered, another groan coming from her lips as she pulled the blanket over her head to try and block out the bright sun, but it just got brighter, giving her a small headache from waking up so early and not having any sleep. With a huff, Falyn threw the blankets off of herself and stood in one fluid motion, wiping her face as she stumbled off to the bathroom. There wasn't anyone else in the cabin, and so she assumed everyone had woken up earlier and scuttled out of the cabin like the creepy children they were. Sure, she and her full brother Daniel were the most feared in the cabin for their experiments, apathetic like personalities, and their skills, but they were also the most normal. As normal as one could get being a demi-god, anyway.
She sighed as she turned the sink tap on and splashed the cold water in her face, waking herself up a little. When she was through with that, she decided to just have a mostly cold shower, with just a little bit of hot water, but that was how she liked it anyway, it woke her up, and wiped the sleep from her eyes and tired-ness from her body. After Falyn was through with that she quickly dressed in a ratty pair of jeans and a pure black tank-top, throwing a light cardigan over it to keep her warm. She pulled on her converse and grabbed her small potion table, which when she pressed a button, turned into a full sized table, and headed out into the sunlight, right in front of the cabin, which was roomy and had a nice, slight breeze to fight off the heat of the sun. Falyn sighed, not sure what she was going to experiment with today, and looked down through her journal which held an abundance of things she'd like to try, and so she started reading it when she heard a little sound coming towards the cabin, and looking up for the source of it.
She sighed as she turned the sink tap on and splashed the cold water in her face, waking herself up a little. When she was through with that, she decided to just have a mostly cold shower, with just a little bit of hot water, but that was how she liked it anyway, it woke her up, and wiped the sleep from her eyes and tired-ness from her body. After Falyn was through with that she quickly dressed in a ratty pair of jeans and a pure black tank-top, throwing a light cardigan over it to keep her warm. She pulled on her converse and grabbed her small potion table, which when she pressed a button, turned into a full sized table, and headed out into the sunlight, right in front of the cabin, which was roomy and had a nice, slight breeze to fight off the heat of the sun. Falyn sighed, not sure what she was going to experiment with today, and looked down through her journal which held an abundance of things she'd like to try, and so she started reading it when she heard a little sound coming towards the cabin, and looking up for the source of it.
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lyrics credit to the john mayer.
please don't steal!
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to samantha rae of caution 2.0.
lyrics credit to the john mayer.
please don't steal!
