Scott, Marie Lynn

[marielynnscott]

Character Name: Marie Lynn Scott
Nickname(s): Maire, Marie Lynn
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Grade: Junior
Former School: Transfer
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Rebel
Weight: 120
Height: 5ft6
Appearence:

This girl can be described as anything from a sunflower, to a haystack. She stands tall & lean with skin that other than her hands has that healthy not quite tan, but not quite pale sun kissed glow to it. This only adds to the beauty of her mid shoulder blade length dirty/bleach blond hair. Not to mention that a person could get lost in those deep blue eyes & the pouty lips.

Her only distinguishing feature are her hands, though no one ever sees them. They're covered with scarred tissue form being burned as a child. The flesh there is red, & tattered.

Her style could be thought of as a bit of a cross between vintage punk, & emo. However one thing that's always a must on her is her black leather gloves, which don't ever come off because of her horrid burn scars.

Personality:

A generally quiet girl, she moves schools a lot & so tends to keep to herself. Her shy gentle ways are not to be taken as weakness though because of a quick temper & smarts that could make the best minds run for their money.

When one gets to know this girl, you'll find she's quite about the same. Marie isn't one for people to say the least, really she preferrs to be on her own. However, when a friend is made she keeps them close to heart & has no intention of ever forgetting the kindness they'd showed her.

As far as romancing is concerned she fancies herself a non-member of the fast lane. Sure, she's got a crush on this boy or that. Nothing to get in the way of her deeply rooted love for herself & longing for her brother's companionship.

History:

Sixteen years ago, when Alec Scott was merely four years old a baby girl was born into the family. Her name was Marie. She came into the world the daughter of Joshua Scott & Angela Scott. The only person to stand beside Angie was her son, Alec. Despite the troubles ahead, Alec knew as soon as he looked at his squealing baby sister, that everything would work itself out.

Many years past & all was fairly normal. There was the occasional mental break down from Angie or a regular fight between Marie & Alec. Other than that the three of them got on just fine. Even when Angie’s drinking turned into a tendency to be a rough on the kids Alec & Marie always had each other, if no one else.

It wasn’t until Marie was ten, her brother being fourteen that things went horribly wrong. Late one June evening after tucking in his little sister Alec when out to the shed in the back yard. It was no secret to the family that the shed was wear all the gasoline was kept for the lawn mower. Alec lit a match. The body was never found but the fire department didn’t get there in time to stop little Marie from shoving her hands into the flames to try & push open the shed door while she screamed to Alec who for some reason, unknown to Marie at the time, couldn’t hear her. There wasn’t a body to be found.

Once safely tucked in at the hospital with bandages over her hands as a nurse looked Marie over careful not to wake the little girl, or her sleeping mother the woman found bruises on the child’s thighs, & back. As was required of her, the nurse immediately alerted the doctor. After several weeks of investigating along with painful surgeries on poor Marie’s hands the conclusion was brought that Angela Carrie Scott abused her child.

Marie spent four years shuffling about from foster home, to shelter, to foster home & back again to the shelter. It seemed that her night terrors & scars both physical & emotional were too much for any possible parent to handle.

That was until she came into the loving hands of Jessica Brown & her husband Michael. The two of them were hard working nine-to-fivers. Jessica was a teacher & Michael a desk worker for the local sheriff’s department. Perhaps it was just that, their nature for children that brought the three together. Although maybe, just maybe, it was a stroke of luck for this very unlucky little girl. The little family lived well in Broward County for a while.

Then, Michael was offered a better paying job at a different department. Needless to say that after a comfortable two years with her new family, Marie Lynn was to be uprooted again.
It was this time that she’d be moving to Central high.

Sample Rp:

It was dark in her tiny blue bedroom. She heard Angie, her mother snoring on the couch downstairs. Then the floor creaked as the smell of Old Spice filled her room. It was Alec, coming in again even though he’d just tucked a tiny ten-year-old Marie into her room not ten minutes ago. He leaned down & kissed the top of her tiny head before pulling her blanket back up. Marie was a good actress, she could fake sleep very well. His lips were chapped, but still gentle against her smooth skin. Then he mutter goodnight & left the room.

The second Alec was gone little Marie in her blue night gown leaped from her bed & raced to the window which faced her back yard. She saw him go out to the shed, she saw him step inside.

Then, it all lit up with fire of colors so brilliant at first little Marie didn’t know what to think. The colors of it all were so amazing. Vibrant red daces over the white wood, beautiful yellows & orange shades followed. A deep pale blue seemed to be orchestrating it all from the bottom of the shed.

Swiftly recovering her sees little Marie raced for the door. In a state of panic she forgot all the things she’d been taught on fire safety week at school each year & thrust her little hands against the burning wood. Though the flames scorched her flesh she only thought to scream one thing.

“Alec! Alec! Alec!” Was all she thought to cry.

A few minutes passed & the tears were clear running down her poor little cheeks as she continued to call out her older brother’s name. It wasn’t until the fire was well put out that a large man in a fighter’s uniform could tear her away from the dead wood as she screamed now form agony as well as the loss of her only friend.

Celeb:

Natasha Bedingfield

Out Of Character:

Kit
13
5 years
E-Mail
Bella Luna

[( shannon )]

So I really loved how you wrote the history out so that we really didn't see anything coming. It wasn't suspenseful, it just seemed happy and then BANG! It was great! Totally unexpected and totally loved it! I wish you would have elaborated a little more on her personality, but I think that can be developed later and you're obviously a good writer. Accepted!