GUNN, angelus lorie

[lynnie]

Character Name: Angelus Lorie Gunn
Nickname(s): Angel.
Gender: Female
Age: Seventeen
Grade: Junior
Former School: Transfer
Sexuality: Bisexual
Clique: Exchange Student
Weight: 124
Height: 5'6
Appearence:

Angel is considered to be a very pretty girl. Many men have told her this in the past, some have even used the term "Hot", but Angel herself wouldn't exactly use that term. Angel has a oval-shaped face, and a long neck. Her skin is a creamy white from living in Ireland, not getting much sun during the winter. She has a some-what large nose to go with her large-ish face. Her lips are plump and usually painted in a dark red or nude lip colour. Angel's eyes are large along with most of her facial features and are a deep chocolate brown. If one were to look into the dark pool, one may be able to see deep down into her soul and her dark past that she never wants to get out. Angel's hair is long and naturally has a beautiful curl to it. It's auburn-dark brown in colour and reaches just past her shoulder blades when straightened. As for her body, Angel stands about 5'6", but as she's usually wearing a high heel, she seems much taller. She has an athletic build, but she's also quite thin weighing in a total of 124 lbs. She enjoys working out in her spare time, but now-a-days she doesn't get much of that.

When it comes to style, Angel may be viewed as a "slut". Since she was a child, Angel was dressed by her mother. Even in her early teens. She really didn't have a choice. Her entire life revolved around, Charlotte Gunn's decisions. It is on a rare occasion that one would find Angel wearing a simple pair of sweat pants or even jeans.

Personality:

Angelus Gunn has always been an outgoing girl. Since childhood, she's enjoyed the company of others, and was always interested in what they had to say. Even when she had to work, she always tried to strike up a conversation with her clients before they made her get down to business. Usually she used the conversation to try and drag out the part before she had to actually do her job, due to the fact that she wasn't very fond of her work.

Since the age of nine, Charlotte Gunn sold her daughter's body for money. She was a child prostitute. Something she didn't understand, but after a few sessions, Angel knew what she had to do. This changed Angel. She had to subdue to her mother, and any of the men that came to see her, and she was good at it. Although as she matured, she started to hate her job, but continued to do it because her mother told her to.

Angel is kind of a crazy girl. Most people would call it "wild" but that term is mainly used when describing a party girl, something that Angel is not. Actually, when one is to say that Angel is crazy, they mean that she's a very talkative person who speaks her mind and is hyper most of the time.

Most likely because of the prostitution, Angel has become quite the flirt. Although she didn't actually go through with anything for fear of what her mother would do to her if she came home with a boyfriend, but she enjoyed playing with the boys.

Angel isn't exactly the sharpest crayon in the box, and most people who hang out with her and see this some times get annoyed, but her clients love it, and come back to her.

History:

August 20 1991 was a very happy time for Jordan and Charlotte Gunn. It was that day, that the young couple of only 20 years gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. The girl they named Angelus Lorie after Jordan's recently deceased grandmother and grandfather.

Angel grew up a free spirit, never a care to bother her and always with a smile on her beautiful features. It was at the age of seven that things in the Gunn household things started to fall apart. Jordan had recently been laid-off, and did not have a job to support the family anymore as Charlotte was not working. He tried for a long time to get a new one, but after a year and a half of no luck, Charlotte ended the relationship and she and Jordan got a divorce.

Charlotte got everything in the divorce including Angel. At first the nine year old was sad and screamed at her mother asking where her father had gone, but each time, Charlotte said that same thing. "Angel dear, your father and I have decided to go our separate ways, as we don't get along anymore." To this Angel's response was to go to her room where she'd stay for hours on end.

It was when Angel turned nine and had started to develop that Charlotte had an idea. She knew it was risky, but she didn't really care. The young mother placed an ad in the paper for a new escort service that she herself had started, only there was to be only one escort. Angel.

At first, Angel didn't know exactly what was going on. Though she was smart for her age, she didn't know yet what sex was, or really what it was used for. The first few times that the men had come to see her, they just talked to her, caressing her soft skin and kissing her. It wasn't until she was ten that she was forced to go beyond that and actually have sex with the men. Of course only being ten, Angel wasn't very good at what she did, but slowly became better.

Two years passed since Angel started to work for her mother, and at eleven something strange happened. One morning, Angel went to her mother telling her that she didn't feel well and that she'd thrown up. Charlotte at first passed it off as a simple bug, but after it happened for over two weeks, she decided to get her daughter checked out. It was at the hospital that Angel was found pregnant.

Not wanting to go to jail for child prostitution, or having her business crumble, Charlotte played it off as her boyfriend raping the young girl causing her to conceive. Charlotte shut down the business for eight and a half months while Angel was with child. The only reason that Charlotte aloud her to keep it was that abortion was expensive and at Angel's young age there would be many complications.

On June 10th 2002, Angel gave birth to fraternal male triplets. Many doctors were surprised at the almost miracle. Not only didn't Angel die during childbirth, but it appeared as so that the triplets had nothing wrong with them, at least not physically, who knew what would be wrong with them mentally. Angel named the triplets, with the help of her mother: Franklin, Nathaniel and Benjamin.

Since giving birth, Charlotte made Angel pretend that the triplets were her brothers rather than her own children. Not only would it give her a bad reputation, but it would just be better in the long run for her.

The prostitution went on for a total of eight years and continues today, however, not more than a year ago, Angel moved to California with her mother and her sons as back in Galway, the police started suspecting something within the Gunn family and so, Charlotte moved the entire family. Angel attends school in the sunshine state, but continues to be forced to sleep with older men most times against her will, but if the guy is good lookin' Angel usually wont think twice.

Sample Rp:

She enjoyed school. Actually, it was the only thing she did like about her day. Now, you may be thinking, "what crazy person actually likes school?" It really wasn't the actual classes that she liked-- though, she did like learning and studying-- but it was more the fact that she was able to get out of school. She begged her mother to let her go to Oakdale after receiving the scholarship for academic excellence. Charlotte had been reluctant thinking only of the clients and her "business", but in the end agreed.

The school bell echoed through the halls of Oakdale signaling the end of the day. Miami looked down at her notebook and sighed. She really didn't want to go home and have to face her mother and her job, but she knew that she had to, or else it would be worse. Taking a deep breath and letting it out, Miami closed her notebook and placed it and her pen into her bag before leaving the class, a small wave to her teacher as she left. She didn't bother to go to her locker as she had everything she needed, but slipped into the bathroom instead. She placed her bag on the floor and stared at herself in the mirror for a moment. This was the last she was going to see of Miami Angel the school girl. When she got home, or even in the car with her mother, she'd be Miami Angel, the prostitute.

Running a hand through her dark hair, Miami picked up her bag and sighed. It was just going to be another night, and she hoped that tonight she wouldn't get any of the abusive clients. Those were the worse. She still had bruises from last month from a very drunk client who thought it would be fun to slap her around. Miami wiped the tears that had sprung to her eyes and walked out of the bathroom, her head held high as she made her way into the parking lot and into the car where her mother sat at the wheel, a very stern look on her face. "You're late." Charlotte Angel said looking at her daughter. Miami looked down as she fastened her seat belt and nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry mother. I had to use the bathroom." Miami said looking at her mother with sincerity in her eyes. Charlotte looked away from Miami and through the windshield as she pulled out of the parking lot and drove down the street to their home. The car ride was quiet. Miami looked calm over in the passenger seat as she anticipated the arrival home. She knew what she had to do when she got there, even though she didn't like it. She wished that she could be like any other girl her age; chasing after boys her own age, hanging out at the mall and playing with her siblings as a good big sister. But since she was nine, she knew that she wouldn't be able to have any of that.

The moment that they arrived home, Miami got out of the car and headed for the door. She waited for her mother to unlock it before heading in. She'd started up the stairs when her mother stopped her for a moment. "Mimi." Charlotte had said. Miami turned around at the nickname she hated so, but didn't react. "Yes mother?"

"Hurry up and get changed. Your first client should be here soon." Miami looked down and hesitantly nodded. "Yes mother." She said, and with that made her way up stairs and into her room. The sight wasn't even the best, clothes were thrown in random places, magazines were piled on the dresser, and posters of random celebrities lined the walls. Miami placed her bag onto her bed and started to pick up the clothes. Once she'd finish that she went into her closet and changed into her outfit for the evening. A grey mini dress, a white thong and silver heels. Once she was changed, she went to the mirror and reapplied her make-up and tied her curls into a set of pigtails. She stared at herself in the mirror and sighed. Only eleven months left until she would be free of this. Eleven more months and she would be able to leave her mother and be free.

Miami strayed away from her mirror and to her bed. She flopped down on the pink comforter, and opened a couple of books. She might as well do some work before her first client came. The moment of the night that she dreaded the most. She hoped tonight would be a good night. She deserved at least one.

Celeb:

Demetria Lovato

Out Of Character:

Name's Kaitlyn, I'm sixteen and I've been at the game for two years. You can contact me via MSN, AIM or YIM, and other sites? Weightless?

[( shannon )]

So I had a silent ban on the kids thing, but this story is so unique and well thought out. It's a great plot and you're a great writer! I really like this character. It's an intense story but awesome! Accepted and welcome! (: