MARIONETTE, Pixie Riley

[Pixie Riley Marionette]

*PIXIERILEYMARIONETTE!



}take my hand i give it to you now you owe me all i am, you said you would never leaveme i believed you i believed~

*whoyoucontrol!

full name: yoyo sexxy my birth name is pixie riley jackson, but i changed it to pixie riley marionette.
nicknames: hmm... let's think people call me pix, and my brother calls me dollfacee but that doesn't count.
age: oh, that's easy i'm sixteen and i can almost legally get into an R rated movie.
birthdate: November Twenty Fifth
sign: Saggitarius.
grade: tenth.
sexual orientation: i'm straight loves.
clique: whoever i feel like talking to that day. ( human )
canon or original: original babby.

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*lookscankill!

hair: It's big and usually teased, with swooping bangs. It's usually black or blonde with coontail extensions.
eyes: I have bluish gray eyes, and i wear contacts.
nose: i have a pretty straight nose but i really like it so it doesn't bother me much.
lips: they're small but very effective when it comes to pouting and they sometimes hold a evil little smirk.
complexion: i don't usually breakout thanks to the presciption i use and i have really fair skin and i don't usually tan.
body: i have a slim figure. it's little and defined. one of those omg i must have it stomachs. one of those prep ambercrombie girls stomachs.
distinguishing features: i have this heart shaped burn scar on the skin between my thumb and pointer finger.
style: things from hot topic or pac sun. my shoes are usually from journeys and i will never ever step foot in hollister or american eagle.
general:

Pixie is a naturally pale skinned person, and everyone would think she was a vampire considering how fair her skin was and how much she bit people on the arms. She couldn't help it. Right now she has long black hair that hangs down her arms in thick strands. She has a couple of extensions in and her pale blue gray eyes give her a sweet look. She has a roundish face that her bangs frame well. It makes her look young and innocent. She usually lines her eyes with thick eyeliner and has on pale lipstick.

She wears clothes she gets from pacsun and hot topic, which is usually tank tops band t-shirts and jeans with converse or vans. She stands out and you could see her from a mile away and most never forget her. She's just one of those girls that you can't help but like and she looks nice from the moment you see her. You never see her without a smile on her small lips flashing her bright white teeth. She's small about five foot five, and weighs in at about one hundred and four pounds but she can beat anyone up just as well as the next person.

play by: Jenn Curbstomp

*removethatmask!

likes:
reading,
music,
dancing,
laughing,
smiling,
people,
talking,
sunlight,
cell phones,
fire,

dislikes:

liars,
fakes,
cattiness,
dogs,
roommates,
cake,
chocolate,
quiet,
taking naps,

strengths:

her brain,
thinking on her feet,
street smarts,
sleeping,
flirting her way out of things,

weaknesses:

guys with cute eyes,
people who are nice,
trust,
her mom,
food,

fears:

dying,
living,
aliens,
dogs,

goals:

becoming a famous writer,
getting out of this hell hole called life,
having a better life for herself and her mom,

quirks:

biting her lip,
biting her thumb,
fidgeting with her shirt hem,
shuffling her feet,
looking down,

secrets:

she has a "small" love for tequila,
she used to be a cutter,
she likes how it feels when you can't brethe,

general personality

Pixie likes to smile all the time. You can never catch her without one, and that's saying something considering she's been through alot of dreadful things. She only wants the best for everyone. She has high hopes and aspirations and only strives for perfection. She is a jumpy hyper sort of a girl that has a contagious laugh and can make a smile spread across anyone's face.

Pixie is scared of some things and flips out for other things, but will try anything one time, and probably has. She will charm you with her soft words that sometimes can barely be heard, but when it hits nighttime she's like a whole different person. She likes to party it up and drink it down.

:

*homesweethome!

mother: Hanna Analiee Jackson•thirty one. •teacher
father: Mason Harlem Jackson•forty two•dentist
siblings: Jason Andrew Jackson•eighteen•college
pets: Midnight•idk•bunny
hometown: Los Angeles California

*waybackwhen!

history: Pixie Riley Marionette was born in a small town in Texas. Her mom was sixteen her dad was thirty-five. Her mother, Alison, had went to a party got drunk and her dad's friend picked her up. He raped her that night. She ended up pregnant. She had went to her parents but they didn't believe a word she said and put her out on the streets. Alison got a job and tried to finish out that year of highshool but it was hard and her friend's parents whom she lived with were no help. She soon had Pixie and couldn't take it anymore she put her on the doorstep of Josh's house that late night of December Twenty-Fifth.

Josh's house was decorated extravegantly with gingerbread houses and lights everywhere. two little babies about the age of two running around. The christmas tree scraped the ceiling and it was pratically overflowing at the bottom with pretty wrapping paper that had been ripped off of the presents. Pixie had been born at home with the help of mid-wives. She was then cleaned, wrapped in a blanket, and delivered to the stone doorstep.

Josh didn't know what to do. He read the note tucked in the blanket and took her in very hesitantly. His wife was twenty-two and a stay at home mom. She adored Pixie from the start. Pixie grew up in the house not knowing anything about the people or the two children who ran about ignoring her. He tended to take two steps away whenever she came in a room. As Pixie got older Hannah hated her.

They put Pixie in a nice private school. Everyone was nice to her through middle school but she stayed away from them. She kept to herself. She never really hung around people. When she turned fourteen she began to hate being alone. She got close to one guy in particular. He was so nice to her. He would pick her up and take her home, but after one party he had had one drink to many. He had tried to take her right then in there. She tried to fight him but he was stronger than her. She didn't know what to do. She was traumatized after that. She felt dirty and used. She felt like a broken doll.

Her stepmother left her father when she was sixteen. He was angry and took it out on Pixie. She cried herself to sleep at night, and she had to use cover up when going to school to hide the bruises. Her brother made it no better he watched it happen and did nothing. That is until one day he flipped out on their father. He pulled Pixie away and together they went to their grandmas. She took them in. They lived in a nice house in Los Angeles until they applied for The Ridge. When they were accepted they got split up and haven't talked much since.

You see Pixie was a partier, she did it to drown out her sorrows, while her brother liked to study and keep to himself to get into college and get a good job. Her grades were slipping steadily. She went to clubs every night got wasted, slept through first period study hall and then went to class high. It was just her natural order of things, yet on Saturdays she got everything caught up and kept her grades at their low B. Then she started it all again next week.

Everyone knew not to mess with her. She could pack a punch, she was expressly known around the clubs for beating up many a guys who tried to get in her pants or who messed with her drunk friends, because she for one knew better than to get wasted at the clubs, she waited until she was back at her room safe in her dorm with a guy acting as her pillow. She couldn't help it that's just how she was.

She soon moved with her real mother to tulsa. Her mother was not well off and she felt bad for her. She got close to alot of people there and fit in well. She even had a boyfriend, but the day she got marked had to have been the worst day of her life, for a while at least, considering she meets him at the south wall every night...

*talenttospare!

roleplay sample:

WE DRIVE AWAY EVERYTHING I KNOW ,
you're counting the days on the backs of your hands ,

Pixie was a partyer, that was a given. Everyone knew it. No one cared really as long as she didn't drag them down with her. She was sitting at her vanity fixing her makeup and clipping a black and white bow in her hair curling the ends and letting the long blonde strands hang down her shoulders. She was dressed in a black and white dress that hung to her knees. She was perched on the stool with one leg crossed over the other. She was gently applying her mascara when she heard her friend banging on the door. "Damn stop with the noise and come in!" She yelled with a roll of her eyes. She heard her friend comment and ask if she was going to try and pick someone up tonight. Pixie shrugged. Maybe, she thought. She really never knew if she was going to bring a boy home. She tried to keep her room tidy on the weekends just in case though. She finished up and stood up straightening her dress and ready to go.

Her and Tiara chatted it up as they walked down the hall. She walked through the front gate and down the sidewalk. Her purse hanging off her arm. She leaned against the wall as she waited in line to get into Chaos. The bouncer smiled when he saw her and waved her foward. She grabbed hold of her best friends hand and tugged her foward. Many people were astonished and were grumbling things as he let them through. Pixie gave him a wink and headed into the loud room. She let go as Tiara moved towards the dance floor and she moved towards the bar. Michael the bartender smiled as he came over and took her purse setting it beneath the counter. He set her usual on the bar. It wasn't a fruity drink either. A shot of the finest tequila. She smirked and kissed him on the cheek in thanks.

Pixie looked around. There were lots of her usual college friends here and as she bit on her red lipstick covered lips she scanned the room. She wanted someone new. It was boring seeing all the same guys all the time, and her wish came true as someone came and sat beside her. They talked for a minute, and she found out that he was studying abroad. She smiled and he tugged her to dance. Downing some more to drink she was having fun. It was getting crowded so her and her new dance partner moved towards the bar. She leaned on it waiting for michael to come back by as he wrapped his arm around her placing sloppy kisses on her cheek. She shrugged him off bored with him already. She couldn't enjoy herself until she was sufficiantly buzzed.

She was bored with all of this so she made her way out of the club and out onto the streets of the icky town of tulsa. She didn't like it here, mainly because she didn't know anyone. She slid into her car and made her way towards the house of night. Why was a human going there when most shied away from it, well that was a good question. She parked at the south wall as per usual and got a good hold of the wall pulling herself to the top. She laughed with a giddy smile when she saw her lover standing at the bottom his arms outstretched to her in all his emo prince glory. She easily let herself drop her small body into his arms kissing him on the cheek. A smile spread across his face and she couldn't help but smile even more. He held her close and she just fell into the warm encasing. 'this is dangerous you know' were the words whispered through his lips. She shook her head. "You worry too much. It's okay. This is not as dangerous as you think it is." She told him pressing her lips to his to shut him up. That's what she was doing here at the house of night, making out with her vampire boyfriend.

( WORDS ) 571
( OUTFIT ) clickkk
( TAGGED ) open
( LYRICS ) pages by THERE FOR TOMORROW
( CREDITS ) beth from CAUTION 2.0, layout by me
( I SAY ) hihi!

*thepuppetmaster!

name: RAYN lovees!
age: sixteen in november babbyy:)
years of roleplaying: i've been roleplaying about a year and a month.
password:DarkDaughters

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