LINDELL, kara alison

[kal01]

Character Name: Kara Alison Lindell
Nickname(s): Karry, Kar, KarAli
Gender: Female
Age: Eighteen
Grade: Senior
Former School: Lincoln
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Punk
Weight: 110 lbs.
Height: 5 foot 3 inches
Appearence:

Kara is a punk, and she wears all the hard core clothes. Her favorite place to shop would have to be Hot Topic. She wears some dark eye make up, only sometimes though. What Kara wears, depends on her mood. She loves some black clothes, and also some white too.

You will usually see her wear the type of stuff that either Avril Lavigne or Orianthi Panagaris would wear. Alot of the time you'll see her wearing black, white, or a mix of both, but never bright colors. Sometimes she'll wear a dress as long as its black, long, and has some form of white mixed in with it.

You won't catch Kara wearing bright colors, and by bright colors, pinks, orange, red, yellows..Any of those kinds. She isn't goth, but being a punk, she has never been partial to bright colors, so she doesn't wear them. Also, you will probably see her around wearing her favorite type of black boots. Her hair is blond and her eyes are blue. Sometimes you can catch her in purple as well...Just not bright purple.

Personality:

Kara is a hardcore punk and won't change for anything. She hates to be told by anyone that she is stupid or her choices are stupid, since she knows that all thats important is loving her self. Kara is very loyal to her friends and won't turn her back on anyone, unless someone back stabs her first, but she trys to beleive in Forgive & Forget.

Kara's personality is reflected by her favorite music, which is Punk-Rock or Pop-Rock music. She loves singers like Avril Lavigne or Orianthi Panagaris. She doesn't like music like Country, but she won't complain about it if she doesn't like whats on, because she says "Anythings better than a quiet room." When Kara is upset, she loves to write songs and play her guitar, which always calms her down the most. Kara can be very down sometimes, but it doesn't take much to get her happy again.

Kara's favorite thing that cheers her up is when a friend calls and tells her everything'll be okay. Kara just doesn't like to be put down, and when she is, by anyone, it throws her off and makes her doubt her self until someone that loves her comes around and tells her that its okay and things that have been said aren't true. Kara is a very easy trusting person, unless she doesn't know you, then she'll shy away from you.

History:

Kara Lindell was born to Jenna and John Lindell. She has one older, college level brother named David Lindell. Kara grew up in California with her parents and brother all of her life and was always good in school, but was never good at matching up with her popular jock of a brother. Kara's parents knew from the moment she was born that she wouldn't be the same as David or either of them in anyway.

Kara's parent's prediction was right, she wasn't the same. She was a wild child from the start, and was also a little different personality wise. She developed a punky appearance at the small age of 10 and was never hanging around the girls. Other than being a punk, it turned out that Kara was also a tomboy..Which her father was promantly pround of, but her mother had a different view.

Now, Kara is a Senior at Lincoln High in California, and is eighteen years old. She still lives with her parents but is soon planning on moving out and getting her own apartment as soon as she finds a job. She had a boyfriend, but he broke it off with her and broke her heart when he accused her of cheating on him, which didn't happen. When this happend, her brother got involved and beat the guy to the point were he put the guy in the hospital which made Kara even more upset. Now, Kara is just trying to forget about Bryce, her ex, and live life and try to survive the rule of the queen bee she refuses to bow down too.

Sample Rp:

"Cheyanne Breanna Carter, a nineteen year old blonde haired, blue eyed Freshman at the University, sat in her dorm room competely bored out of her mind. Her roommate was out for the day but even though invited to come along, Cheyanne stayed. She wished there was something to do besides sit there and stare at the wall but nothing was coming to her. Chey rememberd a boy she had met a few days ago. When this thought came to her another one surfaced. What would a boy like Bryce Mitchel be doing inside on a sunny day like this...The answer was "HE WOULDN'T!" Bryce would be playing football with his buddys or down on the beach putting suntan lotion on some girls back.

As Cheyanne sat there thinking, another thought surfaced. "What if he is inside...He shouldn't be to hard to find and I know this place like the back of my hand.." And with that she got up off of her bed, wrote quick note to her dorm partner, and went out the door. As Chey passed the door that led to the outside were the football feild was. As soon as she walked passed the door she saw him. She saw Bryce in all of his glory and smiled. "I knew he'd be here somewhere." She sighed and walked out to stand just far enough from the field to not be interfering with the guys's practice, but just close enough were Bryce could see her. Cheyanne's heart beat wildly as she watched the football god run.

She knew that she was stupid to feel this way. She was also really scared. Cheyanne had just gotten over one bad relationship in which she got beat and the guy left her. She was afraid any man that walked into her life would be just like that and that was something Chey wouldn't be able to handle. As Cheyanne stood there though, she couldn't help but feel the least bit attracted to Bryce. He was cute, blondish-browin headed, green eyed, and athletic. These were alot of the things that her Ex that beat her, Mason, never had or dreamed of having in his life. These things drew Cheyanne to Bryce like a magnant drew a paper clip to itsself. Cheyanne saw Bryce briefly look and her and she quickly looked down feeling ashamed and let her blonde curls fall in her face. Cheyanne said to her self ~Your so stupid! He looks at you and this is what you do....Hide your face like a little coward!~ The way she chewed her self out made her flinch and sighed. She thought she should talk to him after practice, but she didn't know how to do it...She had never really talked to a guy like this before. A thought occured to her, in which the thought was ~What if he doesn't like me...If I ask him to coffee or something he'll think I'm a total dork! Wait I am a dork what the hell am I talking about!~ She sighed again and wonderd if abonding hope would be a good idea...To her it seemed that it would be. She doubted she could ever get the courage to talk to him and honestely she doubted her ability to talk to him. Whenever Chey would get around guys, first there was the whole looking like a dork thing, then there was the fear that they were another mason in disguise waiting for her to let her guard down so they could strike."

Celeb:

Orianthi Panagaris

Out Of Character:

NAME: Kristen
AGE: Fourteen
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE: Four years
WAYS TO CONTACT ME: PM, Email, Yahoo, MSN

[( shannon )]

Very good, very good (: There are little things here and there that need to be worked on, but nothing major, and overall I liked this. Accepted! And welcome!